C909 The Confucianist Devil Has Returned
C909 The Confucianist Devil Has Returned
However, after his self-destruction, the change in the square was the biggest disaster. The self-destruction below became even more intense, and it was so fast that no one could react in time.
The sudden change was like a disaster. The fury of all the kings soared to the sky, and the eyes of everyone burst with raging flames.
The losses were disastrous. At this moment, too many disciples had died tragically.
Rumble!
Thunderclaps rang out one after another.
The square fell into complete chaos. The smell of blood that had just dissipated became even thicker at this moment.
Every time an explosion sounded, it meant that a genius disciple had something to do with an evil spirit. He would self-destruct and die!
In a short few seconds, what was terrifying was that over a hundred thunderclaps rang out in succession. Over a hundred experts self-destructed.
What was even more terrifying was that the instant these people self-detonated, they would usually blow up some of the people around them and take them away.
Such an unexpected turn of events caused the entire arena to fall into a terrifying silence.
The expressions of the kings were even darker than the dark clouds.
Under every explosion, their disciples would die tragically.
"Why did you kill me? Why did you self-destruct?!"
"Hehe, what's going on? My companion actually self-destructed to kill me? "
"Haha, madman, this is a crazy world, terrifying!"
In the midst of the explosion, the crowd of people in the square rose into the air, attempting to escape from this land of disaster.
Many of them were covered in color, some of them even had their hands and feet blown up by the explosion, lying on the ground laughing and wailing.
In a short period of time, the continuous explosions destroyed the fearless hearts of the young geniuses in the square.
Some of the weaker martial artists felt fear in their hearts at this moment. They were afraid of the unknown and the evil spirits.
What was even more serious was that when they faced their companion's supreme treasure, the brothers next to them attacked them ruthlessly, and the elders attacked them, they were completely lost. They didn't know who they should trust.
Was there anyone in this world that they could trust?
Who could be sure that the person they believed in was not an evil spirit? Or is he an accomplice of an evil spirit?
The evil spirit had yet to appear. It was only Murong Feng who showed signs of colluding with the evil spirit that resulted in such a tragic outcome. Who knew what kind of bloody incident would occur when the Monster that existed in the records appeared?
The only thing that could not be changed was that blood would be shed today! This was a feast of blood and death.
Xia Jingxue, who was in the crowd, also had a look of fear!
What was going on? Why did such a tragedy suddenly happen?
This was only a few of the evil spirits' methods, yet it had caused their trust to be completely destroyed at this moment. Once the real evil spirits took action, wouldn't even more people die?
Panic would spread, and soon, it would fill the hearts of everyone in the square.
On the fighting stage, Ao Lingchen furrowed his brows. He wasn't attracted by the disaster in the square. His eyes had been fixed on the fighting stage, and this place gave him a strange feeling. This feeling made his body very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Murong Feng isn't dead. He must still be alive!"
A nonsensical idea popped up in Ao Lingchen's mind, but he was very sure of this idea.
In Zi Yun's eyes, he could see a condensed but not dissipating evil Qi on the fighting stage.
With this thought in mind, Ao Lingchen stared at Lee Zhen who was not far away from him, "Sect Master, that evil spirit might not have died just now."
The moment he said this, Ao Lingchen realized that Lee Zhen was smiling faintly. That indifferent smile made people's hearts tremble, it was very cold!
His eyes swept across the people around him, including the elders of the Saint Asura Sect, and his expression was incomparably indifferent!
These people's expressions were cold. There was doubt on their faces, but they didn't have the slightest intention of attacking. No one knew what they were thinking!
"They have all noticed it!"
Ao Lingchen glanced at the kings in front of him and muttered in his heart. After that, he didn't say anything else.
Seeing Xia Jingxue with a blank face and dodging under Qing Chen's protection, Ao Lingchen really wanted to attack, but he couldn't move, because his body was enveloped by eleven terrifying wills. His body was like lead, incomparably heavy.
Once he moved, no one would dare to say whether these kings would think that he was related to the evil spirit and kill him.
This chaos had caused too many geniuses to die. The integrity system had also been questioned, and no changes could be made.
The chaotic plaza was covered in an invisible pressure that made people unable to breathe. This pressure enveloped everyone and completely enveloped everyone.
This sudden change caused everyone's bodies to tremble, and they felt uneasy.
"No one is allowed to move, and there's no need to be afraid. The pressure on your bodies is a protective circle formed by our wills. Here, any attack or self-destruction will not be able to harm you."
"We are here for today's unforeseen event."
"No one is allowed to act excessively. Otherwise, we will treat you as evil spirits."
"Don't worry. We will immediately find all the evil spirits who are related to us."
The kings took action. Just now, they did not want to indifferently watch the disciples die. They only worked together to form a web of will, using the most effective method to deal with it.
The king moved, and the chaos was settled!
The crowd didn't forget what had happened just now, but they felt at ease when they felt the power surrounding their bodies.
At the crucial moment, someone needed to stand out, and the kings were the most suitable candidates.
The commotion also dissipated because of the king's actions. Everyone looked at the battle platform as if they had just survived a disaster. They were all waiting for the various powers to deal with this disaster.
Everyone knew that this chaos only lasted for a short period of time. Whether or not there were still Evil Spirits' lackeys around them, no one knew.
The only thing they could be sure of was that the trust system had been destroyed at this moment because of this disaster. It was so fragile.
On the fighting stage, the eleven Kings stood in disorder. However, they had done the same thing. Wang Wei Hao swept out and covered the fighting stage, completely sealing it. The airflow here was frozen, unable to drift away.
For a moment, the square fell into silence!
"Bang!"
A dull sound spread out, attracting everyone's attention.
The elder of Saint Asura Sect stomped his foot heavily, and his majestic will turned into a huge flaming blade on his body.
"A rat that can't see the light, it's time for you to show yourself!"
A cold voice was slowly uttered along with the appearance of the flaming blade.
When they heard those cold words, the people in the square looked at the fighting stage in surprise, their faces filled with confusion.
However, the bodies of the various kings surged with an endless pressure. A terrifying power burst forth from their bodies.
Ao Lingchen's facial expression changed as well. His eyes became more and more solemn. In his field of vision, he could see the evil energy drifting on the fighting stage gathering quietly, and gathering in the sky above the Kings.
"Jiejie! Jiejie! Jiejie!" Suddenly, a sinister laughter rang out without a trace, "That's right. I never thought that False King like you would have the ability to detect me. It seems like I have underestimated you all!"
Tu Er's sinister laughter caused the tensed hearts of the crowd to tighten once again.
All of them turned toward the source of the voice and stared at the fighting stage.
"The Eleven Kings are indeed powerful, but how much of your strength can you spare to deal with me while supervising the square?"
"Mighty devil aura, Confucianism Devil has returned!"
"Hahahaha!"
Wild laughter could be heard without an end. A huge dark cloud appeared out of thin air and condensed into a huge face in the air. It was precisely Murong Feng's face.