Chapter 967: Do a big vote

"Roast your sister's meat, my hand!" The young cultivator who had lost a palm turned around and wailed.
"What's going on?" The headed middle-aged man was shocked. It is not uncommon to cut off his palm. The key is that the fracture was burnt, and grease was dripping continuously, which was unspeakable horror.
"boom!"
At this moment, a group of red light came down from the roof not far away and hit the young cultivator who had his hand severed. The next moment, the body of the young cultivator burned rapidly and turned into a huge Fireball.
In just two or three seconds, there was no left.
"That's the real yuan released by the strong Ning Yuan realm?" Although the middle-aged man only has the peak of the Qi refining realm, he has seen many Ning Yuan realm seniors in Feishamen who can send real yuan out, so he recognized it at a glance. The red light is the exogenous true essence, but how can the true essence ignite the human body? This is too incredible.
While he was stunned, there were several red lights rushing down, so fast that the middle-aged man could not dodge.
His eyes suddenly became dark, but what surprised him was that the target of the red light was not him. Feeling the hot temperature behind him, the middle-aged man looked back and found in horror that his juniors had become big ones. Fireball. Normal people, if they catch fire, they will definitely run around or roll around.
However, those people were motionless. It was obvious that they were dead before their bodies were set ablaze.
Although the surrounding temperature increased by ten to twenty degrees under the blessing of several fireballs, the sweat on the forehead of the middle-aged man was still cold.
"I don't know which expert Feishamen offends, please show up to meet!" The middle-aged man scanned the surroundings and said with a trembling voice.
"Humph!" Liu Lang on the roof snorted coldly, and then drifted down. He ignored the middle-aged man and went to the stone pile to lift the ropes from Mo Qianfan and Mo Ziyan.
Seeing that Liu Lang ignored him, the middle-aged man stepped back cautiously.
"If you want to die quickly, run now." Liu Lang said coldly, who was untying the rope.
The middle-aged man's body stiffened in place, and he never dared to move.
"Uncle Mo, Zi Yan, are you all right!" Probably it was tied to the ground for too long. As soon as the rope was loosened, Mo Qianfan sat on the ground. Mo Ziyan's situation was no better, although she was a member of the Watcher. But what I was doing was intelligence work. I had never been to the front line. I looked at the corpses all over the floor. In addition, I was scared by the gang just now, and my legs were weak.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Mo Qianfan stood up with strong support. His eyes are full of sadness.
At the beginning, in order not to disturb the other members of the Mo family, after disbanding the Mo family, he secretly returned to the residence. The result was obvious. Soon, he was caught at Feishamen.
At Feishamen, he was severely tortured, and he did not say where the keys of the Mo family treasure house were.
Mo Qianfan thought he was killed and the matter was over.
Unexpectedly, Feishamen threatened him through the lives of the Mo family members. This Biquan farm was Feishamen's stronghold in the secular world. After he was taken here, Feishamen arrested many Mo family members and threatened him. , Even Mo Ziyan didn't let it go.
However, it was Liu Lang who cured the Mo family's strange disease and saved the entire Mo family. Mo Qianfan could not be ungrateful, so even if the opponent threatened Mo Ziyan, he did not say that the key was given to Liu Lang.
Because that would harm Liu Lang.
"Why are you here?" Mo Ziyan calmed down after a while and asked Liu Lang pale.
"Your phone is turned off, I will find it here." Liu Lang explained.
Mo Ziyan had seen the magical ability of the endless compass, and it was not surprising that Liu Lang could find herself.
She turned back and asked Mo Qianfan, "Dad, how come you were caught by Feishamen?"
"Hey, I thought that I could replace the Mo family by myself, but I didn't expect to..." Mo Qianfan sighed and told the whole story.
In fact, even without Mo Qianfan, Liu Lang guessed it. When the Mo family was disbanded, what Mo Qianfan said was the same as his last words.
However, at the time, no one reacted.
"Zi Yan, Uncle Mo, wait for me." Liu Lang calmly came to the middle-aged man.
Feishamen killed so many innocent people because of a treasure house of the Mo family, which completely exceeded Liu Lang's bottom line.
Because of this, he didn't hesitate to kill those Feishamen disciples just now.
As for the remaining middle-aged man, he has also been sentenced to death, but Liu Lang still needs to ask some questions about Feishamen, so he will be left temporarily.
"Now in the villa, are there anyone besides you?" Liu Lang asked.
The middle-aged man replied tremblingly, "There is another at the door. This is Feishamen's stronghold in the secular world. He is usually the only one standing here. We only have a few days to get here."
"What is the cultivation base of Feishamen sect master?" Liu Lang asked. This is what he cares most about.
"In the early stage of Profound Pill Realm." The middle-aged man replied.
"Apart from him, are there any other profound pill-level cultivators in Feishamen?" Liu Lang continued to ask.
"No!" the middle-aged man replied.
"It seems to be a middle-class sect." Liu Lang thought secretly. He can save Mo Ziyan and his daughter today, and he can also protect the integrity of the two. However, based on the level of hope Feishamen has for the Mo family treasure house, he is sure Will continue to trouble other people in the Mo family.
Even if the Mo family has been incognito, with the strength of a cultivation sect, they should be able to find a lot.
Helping the people to the end and sending the Buddha to the west, Liu Lang hesitated whether to do a big vote and directly destroy the Feishamen! Only in this way can you never end troubles.
In addition to helping the Mo family, destroying Feishamen can also pave the way for opening the Mo family's treasure house. The reconstruction of the Floating Cloud Sect will definitely require various cultivation resources, and the things in the Mo family's treasury are of great value.
However, with Liu Lang’s current strength, if he wanted to destroy the Feisha Gate with the profound pill realm powerhouse, he could only use the lightning talisman, but when the thunder talisman came out, within a few kilometers, no grass would grow, and the killing was too heavy. Liu Lang was somewhat conflicted for a while.
While Liu Lang was thinking, Mo Qianfan silently walked to the murdered Mo family children, tried hard to lay down the corpses, and tidy up the remains of those people with tears.
Liu Lang felt his heart be hit hard.
"Kill or be killed! The rules are like this, why do you need so many worries!" A cruel look flashed in Liu Lang's eyes. For a long time, he has been too benevolent in his work, and he did not realize that the realm of comprehension is a world where the weak and the strong. On the one hand, the lives of innocent people from the Mo family, and on the other, the sect cultivators who regard the lives of ordinary people like grass, it is not difficult to choose.