Chapter 1,455: The sword of justice cuts off the irreverent, thirty years to invite Wuyuexian(2/3)
"Tao Qiongtian!"
"You sinner, I'll kill you or chop them into pieces. I'll take them all."
"As a judge, holding the sword of justice, can I still be afraid of you?"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in golden robe suddenly noticed.
He grabbed the sword of justice with his right hand, and put his left hand into his mouth at some point.
"Daoxiongtang..."
The man in golden robe felt puzzled.
Because his left hand pulled his tongue very long, even out of his mouth.
It was very uncomfortable for him to perform these actions while kneeling.
But even so, his right hand didn't stop for a moment, holding the sword in disobedience and extending it to the tongue in front of his mouth.
"Dao Xiongteng?"
"Daoxiongtang!"
"Don't... don't... Dao Xiongquan! Dao... ah!!!"
The golden sword of justice cut, blood spattered all over the ground, and the tongue of the man in golden robe holding the sword was cut out by himself.
"Ahhhh..."
He was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground and found that he could move.
His face was covered with blood and tears were streaming down his face, but he hurriedly stepped back and grabbed the sword to protect himself.
When he found a bloody tongue in his left hand, he screamed in fright and threw it forward.
"Dao Qiongcang, are you seeking death?!"
This clear and clear sound frightened the man in gold robe himself.
Tongue, has it grown?
He looked at Dao Qiongcang, who was wearing single clothes, and found that when he moved his fingers, he seemed to have endless vitality in his body.
Great Blessing Technique?
"what you up to?"
The man in golden robe was in a daze until he realized that his left hand secretly reached into his mouth again, pulled out his tongue, and raised the sword of justice with his right hand...
"No!!!"
At this moment, the man in golden robe was full of fear and burst into tears.
Tsk!
Once again, he cut off his tongue.
"ah--"
"Dao Qiongtian! You must die! You must die!"
The tongue has grown again?!
Before the man in gold robe could react, he roughly scratched his face with his left hand, knocking out his teeth and pulling out his tongue.
The sword in his right hand slashed hard.
"ah--"
"Tao Qiongtian!"
"ah--"
"Tao Qiong Cang, Tao Qing Cang, don't..."
"ah--"
"I'm sorry, Dao Palace Master..."
"ah--"
"Master Dao Palace, let me go!!!"
When there were hundreds of bloody fleshy tongues piled up in front of him, and after he called out "Master of the Taoist Palace", the man in golden robe found that his left and right hands had stopped moving.
There was a big hole in the lower half of his face, and his teeth were driven into the bones. Only his tongue was intact.
He fell to the ground helplessly, and finally felt liberated. He suppressed the resentment in his eyes and said humbly:
"Master Dao Palace, I was wrong."
"Your Majesty has a lot, please let me go!"
"I have never seen or experienced anything like what happened today. I can swear that I will never betray you!"
There was silence everywhere except for the heavy breathing of the man in golden robe.
He knelt down quietly and waited in panic, waiting for the blood under his body to flow little by little to the Dead Sea, transporting his fleshy tongue.
Just when he thought everything was over and there was a turning point, a voice without sadness or joy came from in front of him:
"I heard no awe."
The man in golden robe was startled for a moment.
Does this sentence seem familiar?
In the next breath, he bounced up, his left hand roughly smashed into the skull again, pulled out the tongue, raised the sword with his right hand, and chopped it down high.
"ah--"
"Master Dao Palace, let me go, let me go..."
"ah--"
"Master of the Dao Palace!!"
"ah--"
"I'm sorry, Dao Palace Master, I shouldn't have said this before. I'm not a human being, I'm guilty..."
"ah--"
"I was wrong! I was wrong! I'm not as good as a pig or a dog, I'm not as good as an ox or a horse. Just let me go once. I promise, I won't do it again..."
"ah--"
"Dao Qiongcang! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go..."
"ah--"
"Ahaha, hahaha, I can't be a ghost, yes! Yes! Haha... No, don't! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, no, no, no..."
"ah--"
…
The sky is covered with hair and single clothes, walking into the dead sea without sorrow or joy.
In the rear corridor, in the newly opened Tianji World, there was only a figure of a man in golden robe.
It knelt on the criminal edict, grabbed the seal with its head, and cut its tongue with its sword.
Sometimes repentant, sometimes crazy, sometimes cursed, sometimes apologetic...
This heavenly world is independent of the outside world and will not disappear unless the heavenly magician who casts the spell dies.
If it does not disappear, the inner situation will not be discovered by outsiders.
Of course, there is also a possibility that Dao Xuanji went to the Dead Sea in person and used the magic of heaven to trace the traces, and then it was possible to discover it.
However, in more than thirty years of reign, Dao Qiongcang has only visited the Dead Sea twice in person, let alone the aloof Master of Xuanji Palace?
For the first time, Dao Qiongcang came to the Dead Sea not long ago to personally persuade Gou Wuyue to give him the status of a semi-saint, but the persuasion failed.
This second time, naturally, he would not come specifically for a mere judge.
At the bottom of the Dead Sea, there is no one and no one cares about it.
The one-armed Gou Wuyue was also dressed in white and soaked in the sea water, but on the chest of his white clothes was the word "prison" written on it.
Gou Wuyue stood here for a long time.
Since Dao Qiongtian came that time, he has never been able to contact people or information from the outside world.
Some people thought he had been canonized.
Some people thought he was secretly killed.
Only Gou Wuyue knew that he was here both to practice and to wait for the next meeting.
When the gentle sound of water flow came from the distance, Gou Wuyue looked back and saw an unsmiling man with long hair, wearing only a single coat.
To be continued...