Huo HaiZhou originally thought that with so many Discipline Hall monks taking action, it would be easy to eliminate Luo Yi.
Unexpectedly, this Jiang Ping An is actually Soul Cultivator, and there is also Soul Silkworm Silk.
Those ordinary disciples don't know Soul Silkworm Silk, but they do know Huo HaiZhou. They even gave one to the You Family not long ago.
Even for him, it took a certain amount of effort to find a Soul Silkworm Silk. Where did this kid find it?
Luo Su next to her was even more surprised. She was ready and waiting for her daughter to be eliminated.
Unexpectedly, the injured Jiang Ping An still has such strong fighting power.
Unfortunately, Jiang Ping An is injured now and cannot last long.
If I had known this, I would have lent him a Nine Revolutions Qiankun Pill in advance.
Suddenly, Luo Su saw something and sighed helplessly, "It has to end."
And Huo HaiZhou's gloomy face gradually relaxed.
Both of them noticed that a fiery red light rushed towards Jiang Ping An like lightning.
On the battlefield, Luo Yi was shocked by the power of Jiang Ping An when he suddenly felt an amazing aura. He suddenly looked up to the sky and his expression suddenly changed.
"Chang Zhuang!"
Luo Yi quickly flew to Jiang Ping An, extremely anxious, "Let's go! Let's go quickly! Body Integration Realm's strong Body Integration Realm from the Discipline Hall is here!"
Jiang Ping An looked up at the scorching fire in the sky.
This person is like a sun, emitting unbearable heat, and his power is so powerful that it is impossible to look directly at him.
Jiang Ping An is too familiar with this power, Sun God Body.
He had encountered it before and killed the opponent at a huge cost.
But that Sun God Body has not learned the top secret techniques and has not fully grown up.
This Sun God Body is obviously different. He reveals the secret of fire all over his body. He is like the master of fire. The space is distorted by this terrifying heat.
Sun God Body, whether in the Barren Realm or Origin Realm, is a top-level divine body, with a strong body and powerful flames.
Seeing Chang Zhuang coming, the Discipline Hall monks who had been beaten back and forth suddenly smiled.
"Haha, Jiang Ping An, you're done!"
"Do you really think you are strong? If it weren't for that treasure, we would kill you like a dog. Now even if you have that treasure, you will still die!"
"Stop him, don't let him run away!"
Discipline Hall Disciple quickly surrounded Jiang Ping An, buying time for Sun God Body Chang Zhuang.
Luo Yi knew that he couldn't run away, so his expression became relaxed, "I'll hold Chang Zhuang for a while, and you can kill as many as you want."
Let alone Chang Zhuang or Body Integration Realm, even Refining Void would be almost impossible to defeat.
What's more, there are a group of other disciples of the Discipline Hall here.
"Boom~"
Chang Zhuang fell to the ground, and the earth under his feet almost merged into scorched earth. A fire dragon surrounded him, making him look like a god.
The eyes of the people around were full of awe and fear, but also excitement. With Chang Zhuang, Jiang Ping An would die with one punch.
Chang Zhuang looked at Jiang Ping An with a cold voice, "If you offend me Discipline Hall, there will be no good end."
"Then what?"
Jiang Ping An stared directly into the other person's eyes.
"Then, of course, I will send you to death. I will deal with you here first, collect some interest, and then, when I have the opportunity, I will send you to the West in reality!"
Chang Zhuang clenched his fists and was about to launch an attack when the scene in front of him changed.
Jiang Ping An disappeared, the surrounding Discipline Hall Disciple disappeared, and the familiar thatched house appeared in front of you.
He was so familiar with this place that even after hundreds of years, he still remembered it clearly.
It was here that his mother was beaten to death, and it was here that he spent the most painful years.
"What's going on? Why did I come back here? Illusion! It must be an illusion!"
Chang Zhuang Wanted to get rid of the scene in front of him, the dilapidated wooden door was kicked open.
A man with a pockmarked face walked in.
"Chang Zhuang You little bastard! Look at what time it is, why don't you hurry up and chop wood!"
A pock-marked slap slapped Chang Zhuang on the face.
Chang Zhuang felt the burning pain in his cheek and subconsciously responded, "I am just chopping firewood..."
"No, this is an illusion! I entered Ascension Pavilion, I awakened Sun God Body, I became the captain of the Discipline Hall..."
"Bang!"
The pock-marked face kicked Chang Zhuang hard in the stomach.
The severe pain caused Chang Zhuang to fall to the ground, and his body curled up into a shrimp.
"You little bastard, your head was damaged in the first two days, and you even had hallucinations. Go chop wood!"
The pockmarked face cursed and kicked Chang Zhuang out of the door.
Chang Zhuang held his head, looking dazed, "No, I really entered Discipline Hall. I still remember the names of my men. Their names are..."
Suddenly, Chang Zhuang's face turned pale. He forgot the names of his men, their looks, and the techniques he had learned.
"Is it really a dream?"
"Crack!"
Pockmarked Face picked up Chang Zhuang's body and slapped him hard on the face.
"What are you talking about! Do you still want to eat today?"
The severe pain caused fear and fear to appear on Chang Zhuang's face, and his body was shaking.
This is not a dream, there will be no pain in the dream, entering Ascension Pavilion is a dream.
"Yes... I'm sorry."
When Chang Zhuang woke up from the dream, his heart was filled with unprecedented loss.
He is still the woodcutter who lets others bully him.
In the dream, he seemed to be able to kill people at will and control unprecedented power.
At this time, an old woman ran over, knelt on the ground and begged, "Don't hit my son, don't hit my son!"
Seeing this woman, Chang Zhuang was shocked, "Mother!"
In that dream, my mother was beaten to death. I didn't expect that my mother was still alive. That's great!
"Go away, you old fool!"
The pockmarked face was very impatient, and he kicked the woman away. The woman's head hit the woodcutter, and blood immediately flowed out.
The woman made no movement.
"Mother!"
When Chang Zhuang saw this scene, he wailed uncontrollably, pushed away his pockmarked face, knelt down in pain in front of the woman and cried, "Mother! Mother!"
"Cry your mother!"
The pockmarked face stomped heavily on Chang Zhuang's head.
Chang Zhuang's head went dark and he fainted.
He didn't know how long it took before he opened his eyes again and found that he was lying in the arms of a woman.
"Mom! You're not dead!"
Chang Zhuang was overjoyed.
"What death? Of course Mom can't die, Mom still wants to see you get a wife." The woman smiled kindly.
Chang Zhuang threw herself into the woman's arms and cried, "I'm scared to death of my son. I just had a nightmare about my mother..."
"Bang~!"
The door was kicked open.
The pockmarked face rushed in with a kitchen knife in hand, "You bitch, how dare you steal the food from the master's house and give it to this little brat! Then go feed the dog!"
He rushed over with a pockmarked face and slashed the woman's neck with a knife, causing blood to spurt out like a gush of blood.
"No~"
Chang Zhuang wailed heartbreakingly.
With a pockmarked face, he kicked Chang Zhuang away, dragged the woman's body, and threw it to the dogs outside the yard.
Chang Zhuang watched his mother being eaten.
The severe pain made Chang Zhuang despair, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.
At this moment, the light flickered.
Chang Zhuang opened his eyes again and found that he was sitting in the spectator seats with tears all over his face.
Lost memories suddenly reappeared.
Chang Zhuang was stunned for a long time, and then showed a look of horror.
"What a terrifying illusion!"