"Lu Henge, his crime deserves death!"
"As the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, he colluded with the demons and murdered his fellow disciples. His crimes are extremely heinous. I am following the orders of the Lanshan Immortal Sect to capture him and bring him back to face justice."
"Today, everyone is a witness."
The city lord shouted loudly.
Countless mortals watching looked at Lu Hen Ge with eyes full of disgust and hatred, and many people even picked up the things in their hands and wanted to hit Lu Hen Ge.
That’s right!
That’s the feeling!
Lu Hen Ge was too familiar.
Previous life.
Under Ye Feng's brainwashing, people looked at him in this way.
"Kill him!"
"Is such a person worthy of cultivating immortality?"
"Lord City Lord, we hate the demons the most. After we capture this man, can you let us vent our anger?"
"yes!"
"Please grant me your blessing, Lord City Lord!"
The noisy sound gives me a headache.
Hate the demons?
Vent anger?
The people living in Qingluan City moved here only twenty years ago. When Qingluan City was invaded by the demons and countless people were killed and injured, these people probably had never even seen what the demons looked like.
Now you say you hate the demons?
How ridiculous!
In the eyes of these people, there is only dissatisfaction with life, and they just want to vent their personal grudges on Lu Hen Ge.
The city lord didn't show it on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.
After this incident.
His status as the city lord will be greatly elevated in the hearts of the people of Qingluan City. The Daliang Dynasty did not manage this area much, so he, as the city lord, is equivalent to a local emperor. After receiving rewards from the Lanshan Immortal Sect, his future is bright.
In the blink of an eye.
The killing move of the Mahayana stage minor success came to Lu Hen Ge's head.
Obviously.
This move was done without holding back at all.
Just like what was said on the wanted poster issued by Lanshan Xianmen: Find Lu Henge and bring him to Lanshan Xianmen, regardless of life or death.
Lu Hen Ge raised his eyelids slightly and whispered, "Noisy!"
Shining!
There was a lingering whine in the air.
No one could see clearly what happened.
Next second.
The Mahayana cultivator who had been so impressive was beheaded in an instant. His head, as big as a watermelon, fell from the sky and rolled to Lu Hen Ge's feet.
Snap!
Step down.
The head exploded and scattered.
The mixture of white brain matter and red blood drowned out everyone's voice.
Lu Hen Ge tried to extract the luck of this Mahayana cultivator who had achieved minor success from his body, but found that it didn't work. The luck quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.
but.
Lu Hen Ge discovered a problem.
That was the furnace pill that he had refined with the help of tens of thousands of people from the Three Thousand Dao Sect. The luck contained in it did not dissipate, but was integrated into Lu Hen Ge's body along with the medicinal effect of the pill and became a part of him.
why is that?
Could it be...
Does the Furnace Pill itself also have an effect on luck?
If that’s true!
So, as long as Ye Feng refines the Furnace Pill, he can take away his luck?
But soon.
Lu Hen Ge felt that this idea was unrealistic.
Refining Ye Feng into the Furnace Pill means killing Ye Feng, but once Ye Feng faces a life-and-death crisis, the Heavenly Dao will intervene.
This is a vicious cycle.
Lu Hen Ge had no way to kill Ye Feng and then seize his luck.
The luck can only be snatched away from Ye Feng while he is still alive.
"impossible!"
"Elder Guo is a Mahayana cultivator!"
"How could he die so easily?"
The city lord kept retreating.
The remaining three cultivators at the peak of the fusion stage also showed expressions of horror and could not help but move away from Lu Hen Ge.
Lu Hen Ge regained his composure.
The furnace pill can refine luck.
at this point.
Maybe even the leader of the Three Thousand Dao Sect doesn’t know.
after all.
The leader of the Three Thousand Dao Sect had never refined the Furnace Pill before, so naturally he didn't know the medicinal effects of the Furnace Pill.
"You have very bad luck."
Lu Hen Ge said softly.
The sound is not loud.
But it reached everyone's ears.
If Lu Hen Ge was just considering whether to sacrifice the entire city, then now Lu Hen Ge has made up his mind to sacrifice these one million people!
to be honest.
The people in Qingluan City are all mortals.
The efficacy of the furnace pills refined using their flesh, blood, and souls is very low.
But what Lu Hen Ge wanted was their luck. The luck of a million people added together would be a considerable number.
Reborn into a new life.
Lu Hen Ge originally had the intention of killing the world.
This life.
Lu Hen Ge will no longer have the slightest bit of mercy. He wants to follow Ye Feng's old path to becoming an immortal, and he wants to be better and more outstanding than Ye Feng.
A black heart appeared in Lu Hen Ge's hand, and black mist emerged, first roaring and laughing at the millions of people in Qingluan City, and then turning into layers of black covers, enveloping the vast Qingluan City.
In the air.
The sword intent is murderous!
Either don't kill, or if you decide to kill, kill thoroughly and completely.
"escape!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the three monks at the peak of the fusion stage wanted to escape.
Lu Hen Ge just glanced at him indifferently and ignored him. Now he thought of escaping, but it was too late.
Phew!
Sizzle!
......
Three bodies fell from the sky, all with similar causes of death, killed instantly by a single sword strike.
The frightened city lord knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. He thought that a Mahayana cultivator would be able to easily control Lu Hen Ge. If it were two months ago, Lu Hen Ge really would not be able to do anything to him, but now, times have changed.
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