My Disciples Are All Villains

The east side of the Donglin Mountains is too quiet.

So that Lu Zhou's words easily spread to the other party's ears.

Mo Xinglu hurriedly whispered to persuade: "Old sir, hush--"

The others were almost crying.

You are always dying, don't pull everyone together, this is for everyone to be buried together.

Among the three people on the left, Hei Wuwei glanced over.

Falling on Lu Zhou, said:

"Your fateful mind?"

Lu Zhou looked as usual, stroked his beard with one hand, and said with one hand behind him: "It is true."

Then Heiwuwei also nodded, and said in a low tone:

"From now on, these three fateful hearts will be taken away by our Heiwuwei... Can you hear this clearly?"

Luzhou:

"I heard clearly, but didn't understand."

"do not understand?"

Hum——————

A forty-five-foot-high black lotus body, blooming in front of everyone again. It is more majestic and more eye-catching than before...The black energy of the whole body is like moonlight shining in the ink, and a series of gloomy lights pass through the surface of the Dharma body. The black lotus seat is as dark as carbon, and ten lotus leaves. Revolve around.

The ink-colored astrolabe on the back adds a more mysterious color. The brilliance on the astrolabe is like the lucky stars in the universe, occasionally linked together to form a regular area with sharp edges and corners...

This is, Thousand Realms Whirling.

All ten leaves yearning goals.

Except for the breeze, the Donglin Mountain Range has never been calmer.

Then Heiwuwei put away the law body and reiterated: "Do you understand now?"

Mo Xinglu, Xuan Chengzi, and Zeng Yan nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand..."

Luzhou: "..."

The old man was just bitter and reasonable with these three people.

After spending so much tongue and mouth, why don't others shine a light on the body?

Hei Wuwei looked at Lu Zhou and asked again: "Can you understand?"

Lu Zhou shook his head.

This shook his head, and the three Shiba's hearts collapsed.

Enraged the big brothers of a thousand worlds, let's be buried together!

Is this appropriate?

"The old gentleman already understands... the heart of fate, adults just take it away."

"Yes, yes, just take it."

Xuan Chengzi and Mo Xinglu nodded again and again, not wanting to give Lu Zhou a chance to speak.

It's a pity that Hei Wuwei seemed to be quite elbow, his eyes fixed on Lu Zhou, waiting for his answer.

Luzhou opened the road:

"Is this a clear grab?"

Hei Wuwei flew forward for several tens of meters and came to the middle of the crowd. He clenched his halberds and said, "Humans are not born equal."

In the back, the Hei Wuwei in the middle of the three people on the right opened his mouth and said, "No need to explain, the goal is achieved."

"Good." Hei Wuwei nodded slightly in front.

The black guard waved casually.

The ink-like qi fell down, rolling up the three fateful hearts.

His movements were upright, not fast, but deliberately took it away in front of everyone.

Just when the heart of fate was suspended in the air-

Lu Zhou passed by.

The three fateful hearts flew into his sleeve one by one.

Heiwuwei: "???"

Xuan Chengzi, Mo Xinglu, Zeng Yan: "???"

Lu Zhou took the heart of life and said calmly:

"You are right. In a sense, there is indeed no absolute equality."

Under the heavy armor and mask, no one knew the expression of the black Wuwei at the moment.

But judging from the gesture of his clenching halberd, his knuckles were exerting force.

"Goodbye."

The Hei Wuwei raised his palm, a black palm print, from small to large, floating towards Luzhou.

Six black guards waited for the old man to be photographed into pieces.

Thousands of cultivators held their breath and looked at the black palm print nervously, or regretted, or shook their heads, or sighed.

call--

Lu Zhou's figure was vacant, and he came to the black Wuwei in the middle, still showing color.

A palm hit Heiwuwei's chest, bang! !

Wow!

Hei Wuwei's eyes widened, he was caught off guard with a palm, his chest sank, his back bulged back, and blood bulged out with a snoring, flying out 100 meters like a cannonball.

"team leader."

The other black guard immediately caught the captain. Despite this, the strength did not diminish, knocking the other two people back several meters before stopping steadily.

The scenery of Donglin Mountains is very pleasant.

If it weren't for the thousands of practitioners who fought against the three-headed beast, it would be a good place to enjoy the scenery.

The smell of blood in the air stimulates everyone's nerves and also means that many people have died here.

This has always been the case in the spiritual world.

Sometimes, death may be a matter of blink of an eye, even without knowing who killed it.

The black Wuwei was astonished in his heart... the armor blocked his wonderful expression, but he did not cover those eyes.

Compared to Mo Xinglu, Xuan Chengzi and Zeng Yan looked even more horrified.

At the same time ten thousand questions arose in my heart——

Who is this old man? Why is it so powerful? Why is such a powerful boss so humble and reasonable?

...

Just a palm.

It's just an appetizer.

Lu Zhou knew that it was difficult to fight one against six.

It is a pity that the fatal blow was wasted on these people.

He thought of the fate knowledge recorded in books... Fate Palace is where the fate structure is entrenched. If the fate Palace is destroyed first, the fate structure will be destroyed.

The six black guards immediately formed a line.

The armor on their bodies seemed to have an inexplicable connection, the lines matched, and the vitality and strength merged with each other.

Heiwuwei who was knocked into the air was the captain of the left team.

He endured the sharp pain in his chest and said, "Your Excellency?"

"It doesn't matter who the old man is, the old man wants to take away this fateful heart."

"Hei Wuwei is ordered to act, why should you be embarrassed?" the team leader said.

"What an embarrassment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When you wait for the embarrassing old man, why don't you see this?" Lu Zhou shook his head disapprovingly.

This black Wuwei just didn't say this.

Saying this made Lu Zhou feel slightly angry.

When can acting on orders become an excuse to oppress others?

"Three hearts of fate, leaving one... Hei Wuwei takes two, how about?" The Hei Wuwei gave in.

Lu Zhou shook his head.

Captain Na Hei Wuwei said again: "Your strength should be around the five-life standard. These primary life-sized beasts are useless to you."

Thousands of practitioners were shocked.

The cool and unpredictable Black Wuwei who appeared on the scene actually spoke softly.

Xuan Chengzi, Mo Xinglu and Zeng Yan hate to slap themselves in this scene... The old man who even black Wuwei wants to recognize, they actually... want to take advantage of others.

"The old man said that the old man wants to take all these three fateful hearts." Lu Zhou said.

Hei Wuwei in the middle of the right team trembled with a halberd.

The resonance sounded.

One, two, three Thousand Realms whispering appeared in front of everyone, and three **** stars entangled the sky.

The team on the left knows it, and also opens the Dharmakaya, with four seats, five seats, six doing...make a line, four short, two high. The tall one is forty feet tall and the short one is thirty five feet tall.

The strengths of the six people are two four-life styles, four three-life styles, and the standard Heiwuwei strength is exactly the same as Yan Zhenluo said.