Xiao Hua sneered, how could he pay attention to Wu Qian's begging for mercy? He stretched out his hand again, and the soul search finger that could drive the starry sky appeared between Wu Qian's eyebrows without any human fireworks. This time, Xiao Hua did not hesitate, and even said: "Xiao does not want your surrender, nor does it need your message. The things in the soul are much more reliable than the things in his mouth!"

Wu Qian's entire world was broken and could no longer be restored. Everything he had turned into gray and black!

Seeing Wu Qian standing there in a daze, Xiao Hua's hand was stretched out and flashing a faint green light. The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and several detectives dared to stay. They all tried their best to move their trembling legs, trying their best to escape from the Qiyang Temple.

Xiao Hua's eyes were closed, his face became more and more solemn and gloomy, and a murderous aura gradually came out of him.

Seeing that several constables had escaped from the Qiyang Temple's observation gate, Xiao Hua raised his hand and the divine powerede escaped from the space. "Go..." Xiao Hua ordered, "Kill him, him, he... four people!"

"Woo..." The divine powerede roared and flew out from the Qiyang Temple. In an instant, four screams sounded outside, and everyone's hysterical screams, "Escape quickly! The fairy is killing people!!"

Amid the panic shouts, the divine powerede flew back quickly, and black air lingered around her body, which was really terrifying.

"Hmph..." Xiao Hua pulled his hand out from Wu Qian's eyebrows and said coldly, "I didn't expect that you would be more sinister and vicious than the bandits who occupy the mountain and become king. There are less than twenty people who die in your hands! Today is a bargaining for you..."

As he said that, Xiao Hua waved his hand, and the divine powerede flew over again. The two tentacles in front of his head were ten times sharper than the scissors and flashed through Wu Qian's waist. After the cold light, Wu Qian's body was still standing there quietly. Only the blood that gushed out later could find that he had been split in half by the divine powerede!

"This blood cannot be wasted!" Xiao Hua looked at the sneer, flew up again, and pressed him into the ground several feet, only about half a foot above the ground, just like a erected plaque.

Xiao Hua stretched out his hand, his index finger and middle finger were joined together, and wrote on the stone tablet: "This is the place of Taoism. If you are not good, don't enter! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

Then he waved his hand again. Several blood lights flew out from Wu Qian's body and painted under the big characters on the stone tablet. The dozen or so big characters were not neat or calligraphy, but the bloody look was really terrifying.

"Oh, Master Daoshan..." Xiao Hua sighed and walked gently to the hall. He raised his hand gently. The closed door of the hall opened gently with a "Zhila" and Xiao Hua walked into the hall gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing Daoshan's rest.

Although he had already explored with his divine thoughts, Xiao Hua couldn't help but grit his teeth when he saw Daoshan's miserable situation. But when he saw Daoshan sitting cross-legged on the cushion, facing many tablets, he still saw the new Taoist robe he wore when he saw Xiao Hua. The slightly drooping head was still neat. However, Daoshan's hands were now stuck on his neck one after another, and the bruised on the neck, and the ten finger marks were extremely obvious. What made Xiao Hua most reluctant was that Daoshan's face turned blue and his eyes wide open, and an incredible expression was stuck in his eyes like a dead fish. At this time, Daoshan's eyes were so protruding, as if the resentment in his heart was concentrated there. He spitted a little on his tongue outside his mouth, and there were two or three rice grains in his somewhat dry saliva...

Turning his eyes away from Daoshan's body, Xiao Hua's eyes fell on the niche wall that was originally worshipping Taoist ancestors, and his eyes swept over many old tablets. Xiao Hua had no feeling when he looked at these tablets before, but now it seems to be dazzling. The tablets seem to be ridicule one by one, which is the ridicule of the Confucian scholars of the Taoist sect, and the Buddhist sect's ridicule of the Taoist sect.

"Go!" Xiao Hua waved his hand, and a few rays of fire flashed by, and said coldly, "Since you can't bless your disciples, what's the use of waiting for this time? Why don't you go back? Even if you have the true body of a Taoist ancestor, what's the need to worship the Taoist disciples when they see that they are killed in this way? You might as well worship Xiao in the future!"

Seeing that the niche wall of the hall was slowly burning, Xiao Hua turned around, waved his hand, and took Daoshan's remains out of thin air, as if Daoshan was still alive, and said lightly: "Master Daoshan, Xiao knows that you are dying with your eyes closed, and I don't know why he ended up doing good things in his life. Since God has asked Xiao to come here, it is to ask Xiao to answer your question. Please follow Xiao, and Xiao will let you see what black and white means, what is unhappy in retribution, and what is... killing without mercy!!!"

Walking outside the hall, Xiao Hua placed Daoshan's remains in front of the blood monument, and then walked to the backyard where dozens of poor Taoist priests looked like Daoshan, and even a few horses brought by Xiao Hua were lying in the corner! Looking at this tragic situation, Xiao Hua was really angry. He really couldn't think of how Wu Qian could make the coroner's decision to commit suicide. This was incredible and unreasonable.

However, he also understood that the so-called "self-justification" is just an explanation to others. Since others do not need to explain, no one will stand up for the poor Taoist disciples, so naturally there is no explanation!

Then Xiao Hua collected the food like that, then set his eyes on the corpses of these Taoist priests, "Amitabha~" Xiao Hua thought for a moment and released the Buddha's relics. Once the Buddha's relics appeared, the celestial phenomena of wind and clouds shaking appeared. A kind of unconcealed compassion spread around like substance!

"Not good!" Xiao Hua would not have thought of such a change? He had no time to use the magical power of "Lin" and hurriedly put the relics into the Niwan Palace!

Sure enough, as soon as the Buddha's relics disappeared, the vision in the sky disappeared.

"This...what is going on?" Xiao Hua was a little depressed. He was hesitant to use the Buddha's relics to pass on these dozens of Taoist disciples. Since this is inappropriate, he naturally would not be able to do so. Moreover, it was long since they were killed, even if there were evil souls, they would have dissipated long ago?

"Rise..." Since the Buddha's relics could not be used, Xiao Hua flew up, clenched his fists with his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and carefully realized the little Buddha seal technique that he had just understood. Then he waved his hand and "boom..." With a loud bang, a deep hole of several feet in the ground was shaken and appeared on the ground.

"Dear Taoist disciples, please wait. Xiao will seek justice for you and kill the culprit!" After saying that, Xiao Hua was in a heavy mood to send the corpses of these Taoist disciples into the pit and buried them one by one.

Burying the Taoist disciples, Xiao Hua took the carriage he had when he came from the backyard to the hall, and left the shed, and placed the corpse of Daoshan on it. At this time, there was a burst of noise outside the Qiyang Temple, which was very messy, and there were already a lot of soldiers and constables surrounding the Qiyang Temple, but none of them dared to break into the Qiyang Temple, and they just looked around and shouted outside with weapons.

"Blood Monument, Blood Monument..." Xiao Hua stared at the bloody stone tablet, "Xiao is not willing to stain blood with his hands, but since someone dares to bully me like this, Xiao doesn't mind staining blood. Not to mention blood, even if it is deep into the Netherworld Blood Sea? I hope the blood Monument can make people who are blinded by greed. There is nothing that can be covered in this world. There are also people in this world who are not afraid of death or evil forces!"

After saying that, Xiao Hua stretched out his index finger again, and under the blood monument, he wrote the four big words "Daomen Xiao Hua" in strokes. The handwriting was not familiar, but the firmness contained therein! Because since these four words, what Xiao Hua had to face was not the kind of freedom he used to be, but instead was burdens and oppression, and perhaps endless pursuit! However, under such a choice, Xiao Hua had no choice. The times created heroes, and perhaps this was another era of heroes emerged.

Then Xiao Hua waved his hand, Tianma, Xiaohei and Xiaohuang both flew out. Xiao Hua whispered to Xiaohuang and Xiaohei for a moment. Two little things turned into black lightning and Huangfeng rushed out from the backyard. Xiao Hua pulled Tianma and let out a long roar towards the sky. Ren Tianma pulled the dilapidated carriage and soared into the sky!

"Sparse..." Tianma also raised his head and roared with Xiao Hua's long roar, as if he had realized the anger in Xiao Hua's heart. The old carriage flew up to the sky, and the Tianma spread its flying feathers several feet long, dazzling light, which was more dazzling than the scorching sun at noon. In this strong light, Xiao Hua looked coldly behind his hands, and ignored the Tianma. Hundreds of villagers were lying on the ground, and hundreds of officers and soldiers were panicked. In Xiao Hua's eyes, there was only hatred for killing the culprit, and only the regret of the decline of the Taoist sect. He did not know that the flying of the Tianma was a leap of his state of mind and a thick and thick, and it also brilliantly opened a new chapter in the rise of the Taoist sect of the three continents.

The skyma rushed out of the Qiyang Temple and did not fly towards the copper pillar abroad. Instead, he turned slightly and landed directly at a place not too far from the Qiyang Temple.

I saw this place like a garden, with small bridges, flowing water, gurgling water, veranda pavilions, and quiet green vines. From time to time, some awesome reading sounds came from the sound of the water, as if the sound of nature was clear and clear. In time, some Confucian scarves were hidden in the swaying green vines, with their jade-like spirits and beautiful appearances, which were handsome and handsome. Confronting the garden were rows of red walls and green tiles. The red walls were about stairs high and extended very long, and there were many green tiles inside, and there were no edges at a glance. In the middle of the red walls was a gatehouse several meters high and several meters wide, which was magnificent, with five large characters "Copper Pillar Imperial Academy" written with gold hooks and iron marks!!!
Chapter completed!