"Fenghua, Changsun Luocang is very ambitious. Once he gets this holy pattern and Qianqiuxue, Wuji Shengtian doesn't know how many people will be killed by him. We must not lose the big because of small things." Liu Sanjue naturally would not He understood what Gu Fenghua and the others were thinking, seeing that none of them spoke, he couldn't help urging them to speak.
He had forgotten that, to Gu Fenghua and others, he was also a weak person, and he could be sacrificed. But then again, even if he was really asked to sacrifice for this, in his opinion, it was probably a matter of course. The strong are respected, this is the eternal truth of Wuji Shengtian.
"Master, spare your life, Master, please forgive me!" Before Gu Fenghua could speak, there were miserable begging voices in the Cangling Formation.
The root of the holy spirit was forcibly stripped, and waves of severe pain flooded into his mind, and a disciple named Luocang Peak had a look of pain on his face.
Among the crowd, only five or six disciples including Han Qingxue were safe and sound. Because of their own good aptitude, Changsun Luocang did not use the spirit seizing technique to help them refine the root of the holy spirit, so they escaped unharmed.
However, seeing the miserable scene in front of them, Han Qingxue and the others were frightened, and quickly escaped from the formation and hid aside.
The eldest grandson Luocang ignored them, and also ignored the disciples in the formation, but just made his handprints expressionlessly.
"Bang!" The crystal light between the brows of more than a dozen Luocang Peak disciples bloomed, and the roots of the holy spirit exploded at the same time, turning into streams of light and flowing into the body of the eldest grandson Luocang at a faster speed.
"Ah!" They uttered a short mournful cry, and fell powerlessly to the ground, their wide-open eyes quickly lost their luster, but were full of unwillingness and confusion.
The other disciples around were suddenly shocked, for a moment they even forgot the severe pain coming from their minds, and also forgot to beg, and looked at the eldest grandson Luocang with strangeness and grief.
"Master, we are loyal to you, don't you even want to let us go!" The old man who was dripping blood and tears roared angrily, and tears of blood dripped again in front of his eyes. It's just that it was a bitter trick before, but this time, it was really heartbreaking.
Unlike most of the other disciples who don't know their background and regard their eldest grandson Luocang as their reborn parents, he knows very well what his eldest grandson Luocang did, and even many of the same sects around him were kidnapped by him.
Originally thought that if I had no credit or hard work, no one would be harmed by my master, but I never dreamed that he was included in this great spirit formation.
It is only now that he knows that Changsun Luocang used the spirit seizing technique to help him temper the root of the holy spirit, and he had no good intentions at all.
"I originally wanted you to live longer, but it's a pity that people are not as good as heaven. I have treated you well these years, and you should be satisfied after enjoying the glory and wealth for so many years." Changsun Luocang finally spoke, calmly Said, there is no trace of guilt on his face, let alone the slightest bit of unbearable.
Although he has prepared for today's spirit-taking act for many years, it still has some risks after all, so according to his original plan, he should make some preparations after getting the holy pattern and Qianqiu Xue, and wait until there is no chance to do it again. Late. Unfortunately, the appearance of Gu Fenghua and others disrupted his plan, so he had to do it in advance.
But no matter what, the fate of these people was doomed many years ago, how could he feel guilty about it, how could he not bear it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com