Chapter 2051 Who Killed Xuansheng Tyrant Song?

"Is there any problem with this plot?" Shenlong asked curiously. Why did Bai Sheng look very happy when it came to this plot?

"In general, this is a relatively sad plot." Senior White said calmly.

Shenlong is stunned, why are you happy, Bai Sheng?

It also felt that its brain circuit was on par with Bai Sheng's. But in a blink of an eye, it found that Bai Sheng's brain circuit had long since jumped to nowhere.

Monitored screen switching.

The last batch, the number of testers who entered the 'Confucian Golden Lotus World Plot', was the smallest batch of all 'plots'. In a way, they have special luck.

These 'tyrants of Song Dynasty' are walking in the world of Confucian golden lotus in a daze. The Confucian disciples on the side saluted them one after another.

"Let's start." Senior White said.

Sister Bailong nodded and started to cast spells.

The plot of the Confucian Golden Lotus World accelerated.

This group of 'tyrants' were invited to the side of the Confucian 'parents' to stand with the Confucian 'parents'.

Around, all the Confucian members seem to be waiting for something.

The 'tyrants' in the plot are actually very curious and want to know what big event the Confucians are planning?

But because Bai Sheng deleted a lot of things when he was writing the script. Therefore, the 'Tyrant Song' people are still at a loss until now, not knowing where they are and what they are going to do.

Suddenly, the Confucian disciples panicked.

Space shatters.

A finger made of steel pierced into everyone's eyes.

"Ahhh~~" A Confucian parent suddenly screamed, as if it was not the space but his body that was smashed by metal fingers.

In the void, that steel finger stirred gently.

"[Angry laugh], who left a mark on this world? Who took away my treasure?" A metallic voice growled.

Desperate pressure descends.

When they heard this voice, the 'tyrannical Song' in the trial felt that their souls were being hurt, and their bodies and souls seemed to be cut apart.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me who did it." The 'tyrannical Song' said loudly in their hearts.

It's not me, I don't, don't talk about me.

At this moment, the screaming Confucian parent beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pushed the tyrants of Song Dynasty.

The tyrants of Song Dynasty panicked in their hearts.

What is this for, to push them out as scapegoats?

"Sorry, fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song. This incident should not affect you. I will send you away." The Confucian parent said.

"[Angry laugh] Want to leave? No one can leave, you all have to die." The metallic voice said angrily.

Fingers made of steel, poked hard.

Dirty, extremely evil, and extremely terrifying power, pressed down from this steel finger - this is the Nine Nether Evil Energy, and it is the strongest level of Nine Nether Evil Energy.

Under the manipulation of steel fingers, the evil energy turned into a storm, crushing everyone, including the trial 'tyrants'.

The power of the nine secluded evil energy storm cannot be resisted.

This is already a super-spec power, with the power to destroy the world.

When the tyrants of Song Dynasty faced this storm, they only felt that they were extremely small and humble.

They didn't even have the qualifications to act as a 'soft little bug', and were directly crushed under this 'Nine Nether Evil Energy Storm'.

The blood flow is huge!

Their blood and the blood of Confucian disciples dyed the black 'Nine Nether Evil Energy Storm' dark red, and were carried by the storm, spreading all over the space.

But smashing is not the end. When their 'corpses' lie on the ground, they have to be attacked by the 'Nine Nether Evil Energy'. Pain to the bone, but also to the soul.

The triple pain of body, soul, and spirit strikes together.

The severe pain has exceeded the limit that the 'Tyrant Song' can bear.

【Who is this metal finger? 】

[Who killed Xuansheng Tyrant Song? 】

[Is all this the experience of Xuansheng Tyrant Song? 】

[Xuansheng Tyrannical Song,

Ever endured such pain? Tortured by Jiuyou Evil Energy? 】

[It's no wonder that Senior Tyrannical Song can research the potions and formulas for the 'Nine Nether Evil Energy'. His understanding of the 'Nine Nether Evil Energy' goes deep into the bone marrow. 】

Every thought of 'Tyrant Song' will be turned into a barrage, floating from the monitoring screen in the background.

It can be seen from these thoughts that have been played from time to time, the aptitude of these 'trials' is indeed the strongest among all the trialists. They are not blindly screaming and suffering. Some ideas come to mind.

[To die, really to die. 】

【Is there no one here to help me? 】

[Consciousness begins to blur. 】

【ended. 】

These 'tyrannical Song' people finally ended their long suffering.

[Senior Tyrannical Song, did you die once at that time? Die under this nine secluded evil energy storm? 】

[This is a life-threatening revenge, and it turns out that Senior Tyrannical Song later became an expert in 'treatment of the Nine Serenities' Invading Evil Energy'. 】

Backstage.

Sister Bai Long stretched her little claws, grabbed her chin and said, "I feel that after this wave of plots, Shuhang's popularity in the animal cultivation world will rise again."

Brainstorming is a good thing.

Some unreasonable things will become reasonable after proper brain supplementation.

Even Sister Bai Long, who was watching the barrage in the background, felt that she had been brainwashed - it turns out that little friend Song Shuhang became an expert in 'curing the infection of the Nine Nether Evil Energy' because he deeply hated the Nine Nether Evil Energy.

[Finally... it's over. Is this what death feels like? How cruel. 】These batches of 'Tyrant Song' have similar sentiments in their hearts.

ended?

No, not yet!

A Confucian parent, trembling, stood up, covered in blood, his eyes filled with sadness.

He stretched out his hand and seemed to be casting some magic? Or use some kind of power.

Then, the 'time' in the space seemed to be running backwards.

All the broken bones, rotten bones, and blood in the entire space returned.

The tyrants of the Song Dynasty were resurrected, and the Confucian disciples were resurrected.

The 'tyrannical Song' who were trying out were dumbfounded.

"[Sneer] Choppy, resurrection can't save you." The metallic voice said.

The finger moved cruelly again.

The storm of death strikes again.

[Fuck, are you still coming? 】The tyrants of Song suddenly collapsed in their hearts.

That cruel death has already been experienced once, and they don't want to experience it again.

Backstage.

Senior White nodded and said, "What is more terrifying than a tragic death?"

"It was two tragic deaths." Shenlong replied quickly.

Senior Bai continued to ask: "What is more terrifying than two tragic deaths?"

Shenlong replied somewhat uncertainly: "One more tragic death?"

"No, it's an endless loop." Sister Bailong gently pushed the bridge of her nose, and next time she plans to order a pair of plain eyes, a model that can be used by real dragons.

Shenlong swallowed and said, "They, are they going to die forever?"

Senior White's gaze turned to the beast cultivation world under the golden moon.

When to stop depends on the movement of the 'Nine Nether Evil Energy' in the beast cultivation world.