I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

After a moment, the old woman withdrew her fingers from Yang Ting's brow, and the kind look on her face disappeared.

It turned gloomy like water.

“Senior Nangong…you are…”

It was the first time that Chiwu saw the old woman in such a state, and she couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"This man deserves to die. Even if I kill him a million times, it won't be too much..."

The old woman was silent for a moment and then said this quietly.

"What?" Chi Wu was shocked when she heard that. Her plump breasts were beating.

"Could it be that this person has wiped out the entire Ruan clan?"

The old woman slowly shook her head, and then her cold and ruthless voice echoed in the ears of all the monks present!

"Yang Ting has committed many evil deeds. In order to break through to the sixth level of the Immortal Emperor, he killed hundreds of thousands of his compatriots, caused chaos in the world, and made peace with his disciple's Taoist partner. He killed his own disciple and even colluded with the foreign demons in an attempt to join the restricted area..."

"The crimes this man has committed in his life are too numerous to list. I will execute him in front of you."

Every word the old woman said touched everyone's heart, exploding like thunder in everyone's heart!

Do you believe it? Of course not...

How could all the cultivators present at this moment believe the words of a mysterious Immortal Emperor of unknown origin?

Moreover, every word this Immortal Emperor said was slandering the guardian god in their hearts...

All the monks were filled with indignation! If they were not unable to move or speak, some radical monks would have already cursed at the old woman and the others! Even though the other party was someone they could not afford to offend.

Even a clay figure can get angry! Not to mention the monks who regard Yang Ting as their faith...

Get rid of Luo Beian.

At this time, Luo Beian's eyes were filled with tears and his face was excited.

"Yang Ting's retribution has finally come! It came so quickly! So timely..."

If he had not been unable to move or speak at this moment, he would have laughed out loud towards the sky!

If possible, he even wanted to point at Yang Ting's nose and curse him!

"Old bastard! When you were planning everything and slaughtering your own people, did you ever think that this day would come?!"

Liu Tian looked at his beloved disciple with tears in his eyes and an excited expression, and he couldn't help but feel an extreme sadness in his heart.

"My dear disciple, I didn't expect you to have such deep feelings for the Sect Master, but this time we are all done for... You may not know what the Sixth Transformation Immortal Emperor means, but I, your master, do."

"We are all going to die today..."

On the stage.

The old woman pinched Yang Ting's neck with her right hand and lifted him in front of everyone as if he was a chicken, as he had no power to resist!

Then there was a flash of light in his left hand, and a short wooden awl was held in his hand!

The wooden cone has an ordinary shape, only as long as an adult's forearm, the cone body is simple, the wood grain on the surface is clear, the blade is blood red, and it exudes an indescribable sense of oppression.

"There is a tree in the south, a palace like a fairy, and a vibrating evil spirit."

"Heh, the Cinder Demon Cone made from the branches of the Zhengyang Immortal Ancestor Tree, they are actually from the Nangong clan. Interesting, it seems that the people of the Freedom Path have found their clan..."

Ye Wu Kuang thought so and couldn't help but sneer.

The old woman pinched Yang Ting, who was like a dead dog, with her right hand! With her left hand, she stabbed the ember magic cone into Yang Ting's heart!

“Uh…uh…uh…”

Yang Ting's screams were dry and unpleasant to the ear. His body was enveloped by a pale green flame, and then it disappeared little by little...

Tens of thousands of monks below the stage watched this scene with bloodshot eyes.

Their patron saint was brutally murdered in front of them, and they were unable to stop it. Not to mention shouting and charging forward fearlessly, they couldn't even speak...

As Yang Ting's body completely turned into nothingness, the old woman looked at the tens of thousands of monks below the stage and slowly sighed.

"Alas... Future generations will judge right from wrong, merit from demerit. Well... I will take all the blame for now..."

The old woman said this, and then waved her hand, a flash of light appeared, and "boom!"

Then something appeared on the stage out of nowhere!

Lu Yu, Chi Wu and the other three young people were all shocked when they saw this thing!

It was a huge and heavy jade mirror made entirely of blood jade.

Tracing back to the source is the supreme method. This mirror is one of the ten great treasures of the Nangong clan, the "Tracing Mirror!"

"Senior Nangong! Are you going to?!" Lu Yu's face changed when he saw this thing.

"Yes... I learned from Yang Ting's soul memory that the Ruan clan has been hiding their identities and integrating into the Yuxian Sect for countless years. Even Yang Ting can't tell which people in the Yuxian Sect have the blood of the Ruan clan."

"So we can only use this method..."

It is an extraordinary time and an extraordinary thing to do. We must find the person with Nguyen blood and bring him back to the family. This matter is of great importance and cannot be missed."

"The princess handed me the tracing mirror and told me to act accordingly."

"Since even Yang Ting, the so-called guardian god of Zhongzhou, can't find the Ruan people, then we can use the tracing mirror to check them one by one..."

After saying that, the old woman took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.

At this moment, all the monks in the audience looked at the blood jade mirror that suddenly appeared on the stage, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

The old woman left quickly and came back even faster.

She left empty-handed and came back with a dried corpse in her hands.

When an elder of the Yuxian Sect saw the mummy, his eyes were red with anger and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Just because this mummy is the body of their previous leader, Ruan Shan!

The old woman threw Ruan Shan's body directly onto the surface of the blood jade mirror. The mirror surface twisted slightly and then swallowed the mummy. Then the blood light on the mirror surface gradually became thicker.

"let's start……"

The old woman turned her head and instructed Lu Yu.

Lu Yu was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then he looked at the cultivator at the front of the stage. He pointed with one hand, and more than a dozen people appeared in front of the blood jade mirror out of thin air.

Afterwards, under the horrified gaze of tens of thousands of monks.

Luo Beian looked at him in disbelief.

Ye Wu Kuang looked at him with interest.

In Xie Bian's excited eyes.

The heads of more than a dozen monks suddenly exploded! Then they turned into several streams of blood and flew into the blood jade mirror...