Chapter 945: Confession

Lu Jingsha clenched the iron hook in his hand.

He never called Luo Tianpeng father.

Even though his father died in front of him, his soul was completely swallowed by the magic weapon.

Even at the moment of parting, his father Luo Tianpeng finally showed a concerned look, as if hoping that he could survive this fight.

But this is simply impossible.

Once he entered the martial arts world, he fell into such a vortex, and made this plan in the hope of ascending to the position of a great sect. How could he get any good results when he was defeated?

Why didn't Lu Jingsha realize that his father was such a naive person before?

Therefore, he did not beg for mercy, nor did he say anything, but instead held the weapon in his hand more tightly.

In this world of mortals, when the weapon in his hand began to speak, all words had to be stopped, no matter whether it was the truth or the words of immortals, he never believed them.

His name is Lu Jingsha.

He is the son of Zuo Tianwang, and a pure cultivator.

He lowered his eyes and squinted at the long hook.

A cold light flashed at this moment: "The Way of Killing does not allow me to be weak."

Under the iron armor, Lu Jingsha's spiritual energy burst out. He actually took a step further in the Way of Killing at this moment. The iron hook in his hand was like a weapon of the god of death. If he swung it with all his strength, he would definitely bring endless killing to the world.

At this moment, a brilliant divine light covered Lu Jingsha's body.

Lu Jingsha seemed to have not felt it at all, and was still immersed in the understanding of the Way of Killing.

"Not good!"

Luo Tianfeng shouted angrily.

The Tianji stick was wrapped in the supreme power of overturning the earth, trying to tear open the divine light and take the life of the young monk inside.

However, before he could continue to attack, Lu Jingsha disappeared under the reflection of the divine light.

Luo Tianfeng's face was gloomy. He really let his brother say that Lu Jingsha did have the background of the ghost clan, and Lu Jingsha's enlightenment seemed to have touched the back hand left by the ghost clan on him.

He was able to rescue people under his nose, which shows the power of the underworld clan.

Letting go of such a powerful enemy really made him feel bad.

He was a little doubtful at this time, whether that sentence was a reminder to himself or to the ghost clan's means of attacking Lu Jingsha.

However, it was precisely because of this that Luo Tianfeng was even less likely to let go.

The ghost clan cannot control the Asura clan.

No one should think of controlling the great sect.

No matter which top clan the other party is, it is the same principle.

Luo Tianfeng took control of the Zunhun Banner and said calmly: "My brother, you accepted the help from the ghost clan, and you deserve this backlash."

"I can accept your betrayal, and you can ascend to the position of the leader after being killed in the siege, but you must be yourself, not anyone's puppet."

"You deserved to lose!"

If the ancestor had not disappeared, he would not have agreed to this matter.

Internal fighting is internal fighting. Once one of the parties introduces a force that is enough to subvert the great unity, it is no longer as simple as internal fighting.

He did not want the Asura clan to be exterminated like the blood clan.

Shaking the soul banner, he turned it into three feet and put it into his sleeves.

Luo Tianfeng transferred his magic power to Luo Manping and supplemented it with elixirs.

Luo Manping's injuries recovered quickly.

Although Lu Jingsha was strong, Luo Manping, as the third of the Ten Dharma Kings, was also not weak. Fortunately, Lu Jingsha had not yet exerted his ghost clan's Taoist body, otherwise Luo Manping's life would be in danger.

"Thank you, Master."

The weak Luo Manping stood up and saluted, and said with his hands: "If it weren't for the Master's help, I'm afraid my life would be in danger."

Luo Tianfeng smiled and said: "You have done a good job."

Then he changed the subject and asked Cui Gu: "How is the situation?"

Gusu Cui Guang saluted and said: "Reporting to the Master, the old father and son of the Qian clan surrendered, the rebellious elders died, the two Dharma Kings of Thunder and Earth fled, and Granny Kun returned to the clan elders' temple and no longer asked about the matter here. The rest of the followers surrendered, and did not disturb the clan, hall masters, and elders who did not participate in this battle..."

"The overall situation in the north is undecided. I will send Cui Gu to the north to take charge in the name of the Heavenly King, but before that, you two need to go to a place with me." Luo Tianfeng said and walked forward.

The robe of the great sect on his body fluttered in the wind, and the purple gold crown on his head did not move.

"Where are you going?"

"Don't ask."

Luo Tianfeng was in a good mood but did not tell Luo Manping where he was going.

Although this battle caused great damage to the sect, who can say that this is not a case of scraping the bone to cure the poison? It was unexpected that he could completely solve Luo Tianpeng's rebellion with minimal casualties in such a short time.

The most important thing is that the foundation of the sect has not been damaged much.

Although many people died, many of them were actually collected in the banner.

As long as there is enough mana to drive it, it can also exert extraordinary combat power.

Although it is slightly inferior to that in life, this is already the best result.

When the Ten Directions Refining Void Ghost Kings are gathered together, this treasure should be able to help him compete with the Taoist Lord. It is really a favor of fate that such a magic weapon of destiny falls into his hands.

Of course, the main soul of the soul banner is also a proud Maha Demon.

Luo Tianfeng is not worried at all now.

He has a celestial combat power and holds the proton martingale in his hand. He killed the powerful enemy brother and eliminated the forces in the north.

If the main soul Tushanjun is a demon, then he is the demon king. No matter what kind of demon it is, as long as it falls into his hands, it will become the pillar god of the country and will never dare to devour the master again.

After experiencing this battle and many ups and downs, Luo Tianfeng also grew up.

He understood that he did not rely on his personality charm at all.

His personality has no charm at all, he has always relied on his own strength.

Strength can be used to dominate for a while but not for a lifetime. If you want to be stable, you must not only have strong strength, but also be able to tolerate people, decentralize power, be humane, and turn enemies into your friends.

Only when you have many friends and few enemies can you secure a high position and become a true boss.

On the road.

Luo Tianfeng said: "Cui Gu, your strength is extraordinary, but you are too similar to me. It is precisely because of your resemblance that you cannot be the leader of the cult. After experiencing my torture, the cult cannot stand the torment anymore. Man Ping is a good candidate." , it is more than enough to be a steadfast king.”

"I can see that Man Ping will really become a top sage soon."

"His strength is worthy of it."

Gusu Cuiguang was stunned. He didn't have any objection to this, but he felt that the leader had changed, but if he really said it, he didn't know what had changed.

Cui Gu nodded slightly.

Luo Manping was also astonished. He thought that the leader was an excuse for asking him to become the next leader. He had more or less hope in his heart, but he suppressed him to death. He didn't expect that the leader would suddenly appear at this moment. I mentioned it in front of Gusu Cuiguang, who was about to take office as Zuotian King.

This is a disguised explanation that if anything happens to Luo Tianfeng as the leader of the cult, Luo Manping will take over.

This is no longer a pretext or an excuse, but a real inheritance.

How could Luo Manping not be moved by this? Even if he had no idea about the position of the leader, it would be worthwhile to receive such recognition from the leader. Luo Manping's eyes suddenly turned red, and he suppressed the turbulence in his heart and said: "I will never dare," The leader was at his peak, and there was a young leader..."

"Why."

Luo Tianfeng waved his hands slightly and said with a smile: "I know what my child is capable of. If there is no great opportunity, she cannot take over this position. Let her take over but it will harm her. Yangwu is a good child, but it is a pity that he was born at the same time as me. Death together, I don’t know what the outcome will be.”

"Among the ten Dharma Kings, Cuigu is the strongest, but his temper is too tough."

"The second child has been away all the time and has long since become a wild man. Only you can maintain the entire sect from now on."

"If my plan doesn't work out..." A lonely look flashed in Luo Tianfeng's eyes.

He always thought that he was the one who was so powerful, and that he was the one who broke out of the siege before returning to the great religion. He didn't want everything to be under the calculation of the old king. Isn't that what the old king wanted? He completely understood it.

But he had to go.

To be honest, he wasn't completely sure.

At one time, he even thought that he could just come back to take revenge and that was all.

It was the Divine Weapon of Destiny that made him regain his confidence.

Since God gives him the opportunity to change his destiny, he must seize it. It is still the same sentence: in the face of fate, the weak are afraid, ordinary people hesitate, but only the strong take charge!

If you blame your failure on a 'weapon'.

It might not be a weapon, it might be your name, palmistry, face, ancestral tomb feng shui... Then even if you succeed, you don't know how you succeeded, and failure is even more natural!

Luo Tianfeng would not blame anyone, nor would he blame the magic weapon in his hand.

On the contrary, he cherished this opportunity.

"No matter what the leader does, he will definitely succeed!" Luo Manping said this from the bottom of his heart.

Originally, he did not expect the leader to succeed, but now it is different. Although he covets the power of the Soul Flag, he also hopes that the Asura Sect can become stronger. After all, he is an Asura tribesman.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Luo Tianfeng chose him as the leader instead of Gusu Cuiguang.

It is true that Gusu Cuiguang is his direct disciple and the person Luo Tianfeng trusts most, but his surname is not Luo.

In addition, Gusu Cuiguang looked too much like the former leader. From the current Luo Tianfeng's point of view, Cuigu was not a qualified leader. She was just fine as a king guarding the North.

"I hope."

Luo Tianbao patted Luo Manping and Gusu Cuiguang on the shoulders with a smile.

Without saying anything else, he turned around and walked forward.

They kept walking.

go straight.

What came into view was the endless sea of ​​blood and the deep fiery red sky in the distance.

It was clearly a sea of ​​blood, but there was no smell of blood. No one knew whether it was the blood that illuminated the sky, or whether it was the sky that fell into this boundless sea that turned red like blood.

The three people who stopped were waiting on the other side.

Waiting for a small boat to arrive.

A few moments.

The swaying boat floating on the sea is getting closer and closer, and the old man wearing a bamboo hat raises his eyes like stars hanging in the sky.

He is like a boatman ferrying the dead, never doing anything unexpected.

After accepting the three ancient coins, let the three people board the ship.

Different from the last time, the boatman's eyes were bright but lifeless.

It doesn't look like a living person, but like a dharma body.

The three of them did not talk to the captain as usual.

Later.