Chapter 872 Lifting the Table (Congratulations to the Leader of Red and White Z!)

The main entrance of the palace.

Xiao Liang, dressed in plain white and in a daze, was escorted out by two Liujia soldiers, and walked to the execution platform.

This platform is built very high, condescending, and you can see the dense crowd.

Xiao Liang's ashen-like eyes turned, and suddenly regained a little consciousness: "Zhen...Zhen is going to die?"

"You untouchables, you actually voted for me to die?"

"It should be killed!"

"They should all be killed!"

Xiao Liang wanted to scold these untouchables who not only voted for his own death, but also came to watch his decapitation, but found that his throat was so dry that he had no strength left.

He reluctantly turned his head, and at the position of the execution supervisor, he saw the nightmare of his life, and suddenly he didn't want to say anything.

"It's 3:00 noon, execution!"

Aaron threw down a warrant.

The executioner was also the Liujia Shenbing, otherwise no one would have dared to chop off Xiao Liang's head.

At this time, he was ordered, and without hesitation, he cut it down with a single knife.

puff!

Xiao Liang's head fell off, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The people below exclaimed one after another, as if returning to reality from a dream.

And it wasn't until this moment that they realized that the old emperor was no different from them... he was just a middle-aged man with a pale complexion before!

Even if the real Dragon Emperor, a knife will fall to the head!

It can be said that this is Aaron's biggest purpose.

Through this performance, the sanctity of the famous teachers who spent hundreds of thousands of years and countless cumbersome rituals to package the dignitaries and emperors was torn off without hesitation!

In the sky, the sun was shining brightly, but there was no thunder or lightning.

But in the eyes of the insider, it is really shocking!

Inside a mansion.

Several eminent monks sat down, holding Dharma seals.

"Amitabha... Unexpectedly, Xu Lingzi really dared to kill the real dragon brazenly!"

An old monk with a white beard clasped his hands together: "It's still the founder of the country! The emperor has sacrificed to the heavens before, and the heavens and the earth must have a response!"

"I'm betting all the luck of the Brahma Sect here, just to fight to the death! Xu Lingzi uses the way of science to suppress the Brahma Dao... This is forcing us to a dead end!"

"Brahma is above, we are willing to Nirvana... With the status of Arhat, the blood will go to heaven!"

A middle-aged monk whose skin was like bronze suddenly passed away with a loud shout.

...

Another place.

"Fanmen has made a move, really strong!"

A Daoist real person sighed: "Xu Lingzi has supernatural powers, and he pretends to be my Daoist name, but in fact he is definitely not a Daoist. Could it be...there is something about the Dao of Science that I don't understand?"

A group of real people were speechless, and immediately stepped on their hands and formed a formation: "Since the Brahma Sect is in front, my Dao Sect will also bet 50% of my energy to help you!"

It's just that there is still room in the Taoist sect, so there is still a line left.

...

On the execution stand.

As Xiao Liang's head fell to the ground, although the sun was still shining brightly, in Aaron's spiritual vision, layers of black air continued to spread, turning into a real black dragon with bleeding eyes.

The void suddenly shook, and three streams of luck converged on the black real dragon.

One of them has a golden light and a Buddhist voice chanting, which is the aura of Brahma.

There is another one that is half smaller, with Dao rhyme, from Daomen.

The last one is full of black and red air, in which countless ghosts and gods are condensed.

With the help of these three lucks, the real dragon was fully formed, roaring up to the sky!

In the middle of nowhere, a thunder suddenly sounded.

This thunder cannot be heard by mortals, but the real thunder of divine punishment!

A string of sparks suddenly lit up on Aaron's indestructible body.

The sound of fried beans exploded from his whole body, as if his bones were under tremendous pressure.

"This is backlash!"

"The fate of the country merges with Buddhist Taoism, ghosts and gods... arouses the scourge of heaven!"

There was still a smile on the corner of Aaron's mouth: "Come on... Is this the biggest anger in the world?"

"Ho Ho!"

The black resentful dragon was covered with lightning, and a distorted human face appeared on each scale, shaking its head and tail suddenly, and rushed straight into Aaron's body.

Endless resentment, like ants, drilled in and out of Aaron's body densely.

This undoubtedly caused great pain.

The endless sins almost wiped out Aaron, dragged him down from his current personality, and sank into the underworld.

"The sky...why did it suddenly become dark?"

Yang Fei mixed in the crowd, watching this scene, suddenly regained a little respect for the dead emperor.

"Could it be... there is really a sense of heaven and man?"

At this moment, there are many people who think like Yang Fei.

Aaron also sensed this, but he didn't take it seriously. He just drank lightly: "The real dragon is dead, and the system belongs to me... The channel between the two worlds, open it!"

Goldfinger's last supernatural power - communication between the two worlds!

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Hades.

Dozens of ghosts and gods stood around the altar, looking at the world, their bodies as huge as mountains were covered with scars, and some of them were full of hatred.

"Xu Lingzi... die!"

A ghost like a mountain is full of resentment, and its expression is changing.

This is the sequelae of being injured by Xu Lingzi before.

He is not bad, some ghosts and gods have completely fallen asleep, or gone crazy.

"This Void Lingzi kills the real dragon in the world by force, there must be a backlash... We will work together to make him sink!"

Lord Yinshan, who was released by Heavenly Dao, said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, all the ghosts and gods present looked up at the sky.

Netherland should have been permanently dark, let alone the sun and the moon.

But at this time, a smear of scarlet moonlight suddenly tore through the thick clouds and fell on the Netherland!

"This... I..."

Confusion appeared on the face of a ghost and god, and then turned into fanaticism: "Praise the Supreme Taoist Lord! Praise the Three Lives Three Moonlight King Buddha, and Praise the Red Moon Heavenly Venerable!"

boom!

His whole body exploded, and then one arm after another was born, turning into a monster with thousands of hands and eyes!

"No, He Bo is crazy!"

"Ah... this... the red moon is here, and the underworld will be catastrophe!"

"Destroy, destroy!"

All the ghosts and gods were in a mess, but they couldn't change the scene of the red moon flying in the sky!

...

In the yang world, monks passed away one after another, and some even shed tears of blood.

"Not good... What did the demon path open?"

"Terror, great horror!"

A monk could have escaped from the mansion and left the formation by one step, but at this moment he suddenly looked back: "The evil spirit is in my mind, I can't leave, the poison is endless..."

Immediately turned around, Nirvana with a strange smile.

...

square.

"not good!"

The green-robed man of Hanshan Temple exclaimed: "My Daoist spirit has been reduced by 50%...I'm afraid those real people have all died!"

"Look!"

Someone next to him looked up, only to see that the dark clouds disappeared in an instant, revealing bright sunshine.

Yang Fei raised his head in a daze, and when he saw the dark cloud disappear, he suddenly laughed dumbfounded: 'Yang Fei, Yang Fei...isn't it normal for dark clouds to appear? Why is it always associated with the death of the emperor... Now there is no thunder or rain, which shows that heaven and man are in touch, it's all a joke! '

However, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there seemed to be strands of scarlet in the sun's rays?