Cannon Fodder Scum Gong's Whitewashing Manual

Lu Ran's demonic aura surged all over his body, and he only used the hilt of the Zangfeng sword to block the sharpness back. Using his palm as a blade, infinite demonic aura burst out from his body, and he directly confronted the real person of Tsinghua to fight the demonic aura.

The battle between the two peak figures in the cultivation world was a fierce battle rarely seen in a century. The entire square was shaken by the overflowing powerful aura and magic energy. Gather and block out the sun.

Tsinghua Daoist's aura is rich and vast, while the white light and flying rainbow are scattered, the aura and demon energy are crisscrossed and churned.

Lu Ran's eyes turned completely red, his face was cold and violent, and the devilish energy around him instantly surged. Before the sword tip of the sky touched, he was stopped halfway by the roar of the devilish energy, and waves of trembling were instantaneous. Emanating from the tip of the sword.

Tsinghua real person showed surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so strong.

Lu Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, a powerful force erupted from his body, a black shadow flashed across and directly grabbed the real person of Tsinghua, and hit the real person of Tsinghua right in the heart.

Master Tsinghua took two steps back, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, Chu Yan immediately flew forward to support him, and the tip of the Xuanshuang sword in his left hand drew a dazzling white light in the air, directly drawing a ravine in front of Lu Ran, Then he supported the Tsinghua real person and retreated.

Seeing that Master Tsinghua, the head of Fuguangzong, was no match for this demon, all the monks in the square looked at each other in blank dismay, and became strangely quiet, no one dared to attack rashly.

But if you don't fight, you still have to talk. A young and vigorous disciple said angrily: "Lu Ran, you traitor who deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors, can you be worthy of Fuguangzong's kindness in nurturing and teaching you?"

"Stop talking nonsense to this inhuman demon. How does he, a beast that is not as good as a pig or a dog, know this? You won't understand it if you say it."

Lu Ran's expression was cold, and he turned his head slightly. Under a burst of strong coercion, those disciples were thrown a few meters away by the air wave.

At this moment, countless demon cultivators rushed from all directions like black shadows, enclosing the entire square. Ye Lingsha flew over and knelt down in front of Lu Ran, "My lord."

The monks who were still discussing in private also stopped when they saw this. The situation was obviously not good for them.

Lu Ran just stared at Chu Yan, as if there were thousands of emotions gathered in his eyes, and he suppressed them one by one in the end, he just asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, why?"

Why do you want to give him a little hope and break it mercilessly in the future? Whether it was 100 years ago or now, in the eyes of the other party, maybe he is no different from other demons. 100 years ago, he could kill him without hesitation. Die yourself once, and it will be the same after 100 years.

As for the sporadic sympathy, I am afraid that after seeing the current self, there will be none left.

Others couldn't understand what he said, so Chu Yan could understand it. He turned his head slightly, as if he didn't want to see Lu Ran's injured look, and said softly: "If you kill your fellow disciples, the whole world of comprehension will be devastated because of you...in this way Isn't it wrong?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Lu Ran laughed: "Yes... But why did the disciple do nothing back then, and was betrayed and abandoned by his loved ones just because of this ridiculous distinction between immortals and demons? "

"Master, do you know what my disciples have been thinking every moment for the past 100 years?"

Chu Yan looked directly at him, with an unclear expression in his eyes.

Lu Ran took a step forward and looked at Chu Yan fixedly. The pain in his heart almost overwhelmed him: "It's the devil or the way. Demon, does Master also think that no matter what I do, everything is my fault?"

Chu Yan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the surrounding wind howled and his robes were blown away. He looked at Lu Ran for a long time and said, "Looking at all this, do you still think you are right?"

The area around the square was full of blood, and there were countless corpses of monks and demon cultivators everywhere. The bitter cold made people's skin and bones ache.

Lu Ran looked cold and stern: "Hahaha...that's what they asked for, but they are just a group of sanctimonious hypocrites!"

Chu Yan looked at him quietly, with a look of unbearable flashing in his eyes.

But that expression was only fleeting. While speaking, the Xuanshuang Sword in Chu Yan's hand trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran's eyebrows became more hostile, and he said, "Master, as I said before, I don't want to fight with you."

"Yunkai!" How could real Tsinghua not know Lu Ran's strength, how could he be Lu Ran's opponent when he was seriously injured now.

Chu Yan stood in the middle of the square as if he had never heard of it. His white robes fluttered with the wind. In a split second, he was poured with spiritual power from his fingertips, and the Xuanshuang sword energy was gushing out from his hands. The sword intent was like a piece of solid ice, and it slashed straight towards the place where Lu Ran was standing. The monks in the whole square could feel the biting chill of this sword!

Lu Ran's figure retreated rapidly, his Zang Feng was still out of its sheath, and he was occasionally injured by Chu Yan's sword energy, but his complexion remained unchanged, but the anger between his brows became more serious, and the redness in his eyes deepened.

A dazzling rainbow of white light sweeps over countless flying sand and broken rocks in the square. Xuanshuang's sword screams and screams, and the aura surges. The monks below feel thrilled just by looking at it. Dao is worthy of being the master of swordsmanship. Dahe's mighty sword power, apart from Gu Yunkai, there should be no other person in the cultivation world who can do it.

The black robe on Lu Ran's body has been completely soaked into a dark color by the blood. His eyes are red, and his expression is cold and mocking: "Sure enough, Master has always been like this. Just like them, he always wants to get rid of me."

Chu Yan was not much better than him, his face was extremely pale, and his black hair was covered with a layer of frost, but he just looked at Lu Ran and didn't speak.

While he was speaking, the hidden blade in his hand was out of its sheath half an inch, and a powerful demonic energy burst out instantly, and the endlessly entangled magical energy instantly permeated the entire square.

The wind howled, covering the sky and the sun!

Chu Yan still stood there without moving, his face was cold and pale, except for the bright red blood dripping down the sword from his wrist, there was no color on his whole body.

Chu Yan looked at Lu Ran, and suddenly said softly: "If it weren't for me, maybe you wouldn't be where you are today."

His voice was too soft, and it seemed to drift away quickly in the howling wind around him.

Lu Ran smiled, and the smile was a bit desolate besides the sarcasm: "Master, what do you say, if you experience the feeling of being rejected by your loved ones once, maybe you will understand."

"Since I was a child, I have been treated with cold eyes from time to time. I thought that only Master truly loves me and protects me... But I never thought that there is no difference at all. Sometimes my disciples even think, if I have never met you, Master, It’s better than it is now.”

Chu Yan looked at him, just listened silently, did not speak again, his expression calmed down, his eyes looked at Lu Ran but seemed to be looking at a far away place.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his hand slightly, and the dark red blood flowed down his fingertips. Then centering on the bluestone brick under his feet, all the cultivators under the square were shocked by the circulation of powerful and vast zhenqi. Looking at his feet, he found that the complex lines seemed to have life in an instant, emitting golden light continuously and spreading outward.

Lu Ran knew that the other party was using his true spirit as the eye of the formation to drive the formation, and the purpose was only to kill himself.

However, as a result of doing so, even if he succeeds, he will probably die because of the exhaustion of his true spirit.

Lu Ran felt a dull pain in his heart, and the aura bursting out from the magic circle kept brushing his muscles and bones, as if he was in a raging fire, and his soul would be burned to death.

In an instant, the Zang Feng was completely unsheathed, and the black devilish energy surged around Lu Ran's body, and the sudden rising coercion swept towards Chu Yan like a monstrous wave.And the golden lines under his feet also began to flicker, faintly shattering.

Chu Yan was distracted, so he might as well be eroded by his devilish energy. Blood gushed out of his mouth, but he still held on to Xuanshuang not to fall.

"Yunkai, stop quickly, you will definitely be completely backlashed by his devilish energy if you continue like this!" Meng Xueting's eyes were red, and Gu Yunkai must be the first one who can't bear this kind of fight that all die together!

Seeing this situation, the monks below felt nothing but an uproar in their hearts. This formation is the most ruthless killing formation. If you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred. Gu Yunkai's attack really ruined the boat.

Chu Yan didn't seem to care when he heard the words, wiped off the blood on his lips, Xuanshuang stuck to the ground obliquely, his sleeves shook, and he pressed his palm heavily on the vortex's surging eyes, the eyes instantly turned upside down, killing The intention dissipated in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the golden lines changed completely as if the stars were changing, and the spiritual power was continuously transported to the formation plate along the formation eyes, and bursts of golden light suddenly diffused, above the formation, even in an instant It is covered with countless golden stars, giving it a magnificent and desolate beauty.

Almost at the same time, Lu Ran felt that the powerful spiritual power that suppressed him was removed, and replaced by the spiritual power that flowed into his body like a majestic sea, guiding his tendons, even in his dantian. The violent and backlashing demonic energy also completely dissipated under the washing of this mellow aura.

"This is not a killing formation, it is a soul washing formation!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly said in surprise, killing the formations is for killing and surrendering, but the soul washing formation is for prisoners to surrender, supplemented by the real essence of the formation, which can wash away all the demonic nature of the trapped people.

Lu Ran finally noticed it, and looked at Chu Yan in astonishment.

"Master..."

Chu Yan gritted his teeth, the undercurrent surging in his heart, and the spiritual power continued to flow along the lines without stopping.His expression remained unchanged, he just opened his mouth and said to Lu Ran: "Don't move..."

After speaking, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"No!" Lu Ran finally understood what he was doing. If he continued like this, his spiritual power would be exhausted and he would be completely backlashed by the devilish energy.

Chu Yan didn't intend to stop at all, and Xuanshuang beside him was also trembling and humming uncontrollably because of the rapid loss of his master's spiritual power.

Lu Ran's eyes were about to burst, and he had completely collapsed: "Master, I... Please, please stop...I will listen to everything you say..."

"I can't stop..." Chu Yan smiled slightly, her chapped lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't make a sound.

With the slow passage of spiritual power, the lines of the magic circle had already started to flicker, and trembled slightly.

Lu Ran shook his head like crazy, as if it didn't matter what Chu Yan said anymore, he just kept muttering to him to stop.

As for Chu Yan, who was standing at the eye of the formation, his white robe was completely soaked in blood, and blood was still pouring out of his mouth. Finally, the formation was completely broken without the support of spiritual power, and all the lines of light were dimmed in an instant. After getting down, Chu Yan finally couldn't hold on any longer, and fell heavily on the ground.

And the light on Xuanshuangjian disappeared in an instant, and after a few tremors, there was no movement.

"Clouds open!" Real Tsinghua stared at the scene in front of him in shock and pain, and spit out a mouthful of blood, feeling his heart go cold.

Lu Ran opened his mouth, the scene was so clear that it was almost engraved in his soul, the pain made him tremble all over, and finally, as if suddenly regaining consciousness, he rushed over and hugged Chu Yan who had fallen on the ground in his arms.

But the person in the arms was covered in blood, as if all the blood had been drained, leaving only a light and cold body.

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