"Junior brother, there are boundless scenic spots, infinite blessed lands, and infinite blessings in our sect. When you enter our sect, you will not be involved in swords and weapons, you will not be stained with water and fire, you will not be close to poisonous insects, and you will not be hindered by cause and effect. When you enter our sect, you will be able to obtain supernatural powers, wonderful methods, secret mantras, and powerful powers. You can live forever, be free and forever, and you will be immortal."

Miaolian sang softly, saying all the benefits of converting to his subordinates one by one.

He didn't say a word, and a white lotus flew out at the tip of his tongue, turning into a clear light and pouring into Ying Yunpeng's eyebrows.

Ying Yunpeng's body trembled violently, with countless blue veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes were about to jump out of his sockets. His eyes were densely covered with blood, and the whites of his eyes almost turned red.

He didn't bother to look at Miaolian, but glared at the four Jin Peng who had adopted since childhood, caring for almost like a parent-child, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It doesn't matter if you don't want me, my father... I'm not your biological father after all, you are just orphans I adopted... But you have the blood of the Donghuangyi people flowing in your body! How can you betray the Ten-day Kingdom? How can you betray Dongyi? How can you..."

"We are not betrayal!" Jin Peng took a step forward, kowtowed three times to Ying Yunpeng, and said respectfully: "Babe, we are saving Dongyi! The human race cannot fight against the Yu Dynasty after all. Those who dare to resist will eventually be in ashes."

Yin Peng took two steps forward, kowtowed three times to Ying Yunpeng, begging hard: "Bad, please take refuge in Master Miaolian! Master Miaolian accepts disciples on behalf of his master, and you are still his junior brother! As long as you convert, all of us hundreds of millions of races will convert, and the Yu clan will no longer be our enemy in the future."

"You!" Ying Yunpeng's body was full of blue veins, and green lights rippled from countless witch caves, and occasionally a crisp sound of gold and iron collisions came. He looked at his four adopted sons and shouted loudly: "You are all stupid! Crazy! The ancestor spirit is on the top, how can you do such a thing?"

Miaolian looked at Ying Yunpeng with a smile, and the speed of the clear light gushing in her palm became much faster. Countless runes could be seen flashing densely in the clear light, constantly injecting into Ying Yunpeng's head.

"Junior Brother Yunpeng, the so-called ancestor spirit is nothing more than a wisp of ghosts. You worship the ancestor spirit and worship the ancestor spirit, you cannot eat, drink, or use it. If you cannot live forever, what's the use of worshiping them?"

"When you come into our door, you can gain supreme supernatural powers, you can understand infinite ways, you can gain immortality, and you can gain great power. The so-called gods are just ants in your eyes. What are you thinking about in your ancestral spirits?

"Come in my door, come in my door, come in my door!" Miaolian muttered over and over again, and every time a white lotus spewed out on the tip of her tongue, pouring into Ying Yunpeng's head. Ying Yunpeng's face became more and more ferocious. Her entire head was faintly covered by a layer of clear light.

"I... don't sell... ancestors!" Ying Yunpeng hissed, "I am not a kind person... I am not a good person... I have done countless things in my life to kill and set fire, bully good people, rob males and domineering women, and kill and abduct people. I am really a bad person... bastard... But I don't sell my clan members, and I don't sell my ancestors!"

He raised his head with difficulty. Ying Yunpeng looked at Indra Yama and shouted sternly: "I... won't obey!"

Indra Yama looked at Ying Yunpeng contemptuously and said lightly: "I don't know the so-called indigenous ants. Don't betray their ancestors? It seems worthy of respect, but it's really a stupid behavior... As long as there is enough benefits, what does it matter if the ancestors are sold occasionally?"

Several Yu girls around Yan Shi laughed at the same time. These words were not empty words. Within the Yu nobles, as long as they had enough benefits, their close relatives could be sold as goods, let alone the so-called illusory ancestors?

"A stubborn and ignorant person!" Indra Yama sat high up there, looking down at Ying Yunpeng from a high place, and said lightly: "A fool who is strong and worthy of pride. Don't you want to avenge your son and nephew?"

Ying Yunpeng's eyes were bulging out of his eye sockets, and he was about to jump out. He screamed at the top of his lungs: "Son... the nephew's revenge... I personally hold the bow and shoot those little beasts! I want to kill people, and Si Wenming can't stop me! I take revenge... No need for you... ah!"

A magic seal changed in Miaolian's hand, and a low roar like a lion's roar came from Miaolian's palm. Ying Yunpeng couldn't say a word, but screamed at the top of his lungs.

It seems that countless sharp knives are cutting Ying Yunpeng's soul. Because the majestic flesh and blood essence is nourished all year round, the soul that has become a thousand times stronger than ordinary witches is like a thick meat mountain, stirred by the sharp knives.

The severe pain came from the soul, and Ying Yunpeng screamed in pain. The great witches of the human race and the witch king lacked secret techniques to resist the secret techniques of souls. Except for a very few extremely talented witches, others could only use their strong body and soul to resist the attacks of their souls, and then kill the enemy before the enemy succeeded.

But Ying Yunpeng was imprisoned on the Demon God Wall, Miaolian was close at hand, but he could not...

"I don't accept it!" With a roar, Ying Yunpeng's neck suddenly stretched to more than one meter. His neck bones were staggered, and the joints under the skin of the long neck were concave and convex, looking extremely ferocious.

Opening his mouth, Ying Yunpeng's big mouth opened up like a poisonous snake to more than 180 degrees. With a "click", he chewed on Miaolian's neck hard. Ying Yunpeng took all his strength, his life and dignity, the glory of his origin in the Ten Days of Dongyi Kingdom and his piety to his ancestors were all condensed in this mouth.

"Crack", Miao Lian screamed, half of his neck was shattered by Ying Yunpeng, and half of his neck bones were broken, and a huge semicircular hole appeared on his neck. He retreated repeatedly, then fell to the ground and twitched wildly.

Indra Yama was at a loss by this frightened scene and stood up from the throne in an instant. Feng Qingyundan, who belonged to the winner, completely disappeared. He glared at Ying Yunpeng and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Give it to me..."

"I'll do it!" Miao Lian's voice suddenly became extremely strange. A golden light flashed across the wound on his neck, and all the injuries suddenly dissipated.

In Miaolian's eyes, the two lotus flowers were clearly visible. His voice and movements changed. The sound became extremely ethereal and ethereal, and his movements became particularly simple and natural. A strange aura that made people feel terrifying spread from Miaolian's body. Indra's body suddenly stagnated and subconsciously grasped the sword.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, I will return to the lost road, I am crazy, come into my door!" Miaolian flicked her fingers lightly, and her fingers pointed at Ying Yunpeng's eyebrows lightly.
Chapter completed!