When the sound rumbling into the Qiankun Cauldron, 6 Tianyu waved his right hand at the same time, and all the golden divine lights inside the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly twisted and transformed into a huge illusory mirror.

Through the mirror, the ancestors of the Zhao family could clearly see everything outside.

Seeing Liu Bingwei beside Liu Tianyu, the ancestor was stunned and an incredible look suddenly flashed across his face: "Is he your grandfather?"

"Not bad." 6 Tianyu nodded.

"Haha!" When the ancestor heard this, he couldn't help laughing proudly.

"What are you laughing at?" 6 Tianyu frowned slightly.

"If you want me to untie the slave mark on your grandfather, you can let me out first!" Zhao Yangxun stopped laughing, his eyes full of lust, and there was no more anxiety.

Originally, he was still worried about how to escape from this Qiankun Cauldron, but now, there is no need to worry at all, because 6 Tianyu's grandfather's life is controlled by his own hands, and he can instantly make the other party die on the spot with just one thought of his own.

Although I cannot get out of trouble immediately, if I try my best to send out a wisp of divine thoughts and control 6 Bingwei's life and death, it can be done.

"First untie the slave mark on my grandfather, and then talk about letting you go!" Liu Tianyu immediately said coldly when he heard this.

"Rareless, now your grandfather's life is in my hands, and he still dares to bargain with me. Could it be that you really want to watch your grandfather die in front of you?" Zhao Yang smiled in a slight smile, looking as if he was sure to win.

"Since that's the case, then you can try it. As long as my grandfather has a slight mistake, then all the Zhao family members will be buried with him." After saying that, 6 Tianyu immediately slapped the storage bag on his waist, took out the evil god, and pointed at the Zhao family's direct descendants whose acupuncture was sealed by him.

In addition to Zhao Yunbing, there are the third uncle and fourth uncle of the Zhao family here, and all the people with the direct bloodline of the Zhao family. Once the 6th day of the blood starts a killing, the Zhao family will be destined to be destroyed today.

"Boy, if you kill them, I will definitely tear you into pieces today." Seeing this, Zhao Yang's eyes immediately turned red.

He is different from the ancestor of the Demon Sect. He is under the command of the ancestor of the Demon Sect, and has no blood connection with the ancestor. Therefore, when the Demon Sect was attacked by the 6-day feather crazy, the ancestor of the Demon Sect was able to prepare for the tribulation leisurely, and he was disdainful of the death of the disciples.

However, as a large family passed down from generation to generation, most of the family have an inseparable blood connection with Zhao Yang. These people are his descendants. If 6 Tianyu starts a killing, Zhao Yang will be destined to be a grandson.

Zhao Yang could not afford this consequence.

"I know, you can do this, but before I die, you, Zhao Yang, will be destined to be the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the one who is in the mirror, with a firm look on his face.

Since he was planning to stay, he was ready. If Zhao Yang really did not hesitate to fight to the death, he would have to take all the members of the Zhao family to bury him before he died.

He was betting that Zhao Yang did not dare to act rashly.

But although he was calm on the surface, he was also nervous inside because he didn't know Zhao Yang's character, and he didn't know if he was as cold and ruthless as the ancestor of the Demon Sect.

Once Zhao Yang is like the ancestor of the Demon Sect, then he and his grandfather will be in danger today.

This is destined to be an extremely sinister bet. The gambling money is the lives of him and his grandfather. As for Zhao Yang's side, it is the lives of all the Zhao family members except Zhao Yunbing.

"Boom!" At this moment, Zhao Yang in Qiankun Cauldron suddenly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it hard towards the wall of Qiankun Cauldron in front.

The rumbling sound swirled back and forth the entire inner space of Qiankun Cauldron. Under Zhao Yang's crazy attack, hundreds of fists, a slight crack suddenly appeared on the inner wall of Qiankun Cauldron.

"Stop!" Seeing this, 6 Tianyu couldn't help but shouted coldly. Zhao Yang's countless fists were a long story, but it was only a matter of the blink of an eye. Even if 6 Tianyu wanted to stop it, it was too late.

However, Zhao Yang was ignorant of Liu Tianyu's angry shout, and continued to see his eyes red and smashed wildly towards the crack in front of him, as if he would never give up until he smashed it.

"If you punch again, I will kill you a member of the tribe!" With Zhao Yang's crazy attack with all his might, the crack became bigger and bigger. Liu Tianyu's eyes were red, and his murderous intent flashed wildly, and a shocking roar came out.

"Bang bang bang..." Zhao Yang did not stop, but instead punched ten consecutively like a storm.

A red light flashed in the eyes of the feathers, and immediately waved his right hand without hesitation.

"Crack!" The sound of "Crack!" was endless. Ten members of the Zhao family, including the third uncle, instantly shot blood from the different parts of their bodies, and the headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah? Xiaoyu, stop!" Zhao Yunbing, who was standing not far away, finally woke up and let out a heart-wrenching wail, his eyes full of deep regret.

After all, these tribesmen are connected with his bloodline and are his relatives. Now that they die tragically, how can they remain indifferent?

After saying that, Zhao Yunbing turned into an arrow that left the string and rushed straight to 6 Tianyu, trying to stop him from continuing to slaughter.

"Big monster, stop him, remember, don't hurt his life!" With a divine thought of 6 Tianyu, he saw an orange light flashing on the Qiankun Cauldron. The monster appeared and rushed towards Zhao Yunbing frantically.

There are countless independent spaces inside the Qiankun Cauldron. The big monster is hidden in a separate space by 6 Tianyu. As for Zhao Yang, he is trapped in another single space.

Under the huge gap in strength, in less than ten breaths, Zhao Yunbing was already in a state of coma by a big demon. He fell softly to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Roar!" He roared with pride, and the demon moved his body and quickly returned to Liu Tianyu's side, standing in a majestic position.

After 6 Tianyu killed ten tribe members in one fell swoop, Zhao Yang also stopped bombarding suddenly.

He was really scared.

Unexpectedly, 6 Tianyu was so decisive and did what he said. He bombarded twelve punches himself, and then ruthlessly slaughtered twelve people.

Looking at the crack in front of him, Zhao Yang looked complicated. He didn't know how many punches he had to completely break the Qiankun Cauldron, but he knew that without tens of thousands of punches, it would be ineffective.

However, with tens of thousands of punches falling, all the Zhao family members present were destined to be dissatisfied.

This is something he doesn't want to see or does not want to see.

Even if he tried his best to break the Qiankun Cauldron and then broke out into pieces of 6 Tianyu and 6 Bingwei, the dead Zhao family could not be resurrected. For Zhao Yang, it was not worth the loss.

"I'll give you half a stick of incense to consider. Once the time comes, if I can't give me a satisfactory answer, then every ten seconds, I'll kill one person until all of you Zhao's family members!" Liu Tianyu waved his hand and tightly held the bloody evil spirit in his hand, shouting coldly without any emotion.

By this time, 6 Tianyu had already determined that he would rather break the jade than make the whole thing.

Thousands of people from the Zhao family were buried with them, which was enough.

When Zhao Yang heard this, the corner of his mouth shrank slightly, but he said nothing, but his eyes were red and stared at Liu Tianyu, as if he was about to spit out fire.

The entire square was silent, and the strong smell of blood drifted with the wind and gradually spread over the entire square.

As time goes by, the atmosphere in the square becomes more and more solemn.

Even Liu Bingwei, who was standing next to Liu Tianyu, couldn't help but tremble slightly in this terrifying and depressing strange atmosphere, and a little sweat spilled out of his forehead.

The time for half an incense stick will pass soon.

"Time is here, every ten seconds, 6 will kill one person!" 6 Tianyu spoke again, his voice like the wind of winter, which made Zhao Yang feel excited and a cold war.

At this moment, 6 Tianyu has completely taken the initiative into his own hands.

Zhao Yang was hesitant, his face was changing with a volatile mood. At the same time, his fists were clenched tightly, and even his nails were deeply trapped in the flesh, and blood flowed out of his mind.

"Ten!" With a cold snorting, the evil god in 6 Tianyu's hand turned into a strange red light again, and suddenly passed the neck of the Zhao family member who was closest to him.

Blood shot out, and the head rolled out several meters in its head. The headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Yang's body trembled slightly, and a drop of turbid tears had already slid down the corners of his eyes.

Another cross exit of "Ten", a red light flashed sharply, and another headless corpse appeared in the field.

"ten!"

"ten!"

Every ten seconds, one person dies.

Kill one person in ten seconds.

The corpses in the field were already piled up like mountains, and the bright red blood formed a winding river, flowing on the square at will.

In less than a minute, five people died.

"Stop, stop, I agree to your request and untie the slave mark on your grandfather." Looking at the death of a tribe of people, Zhao Yang finally couldn't help but scream wildly, and the tears at the corners of his eyes had turned into a faint blood red.

Although his expression was extremely frustrating, he had to humiliately lower his noble head with decisive decisiveness of Liu Tianyu.

"But, after I untie the slave mark on your grandfather, you need to let me go!" Zhao Yang said with gritted teeth and hatred.

"Unlock it first!" Liu Tianyu refused to comment.

"Hmph!" With a cold snorting, Zhao Yang pinched his hands and quickly made a strange ancient seal technique, blending into the void.

The next moment, with the help of 6 Tianyu, this ancient seal technique quietly emerged from the Qiankun Cauldron and imprinted on 6 Bingwei's forehead.

"Swish!" 6 Bingwei's body shook violently, and suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of black blood. His whole body instantly became listless.

"Grandpa, how are you doing? Is it okay?" Seeing this, 6 Tianyu moved without hesitation and quickly supported his grandfather. He couldn't help but turn his head suddenly and look at Zhao Yang in the Qiankun Cauldron with murderous aura.

"This is a natural reaction after the slave brand is lifted, there is no need to panic!" Zhao Yang did not dare to neglect and quickly explained.

"Grandpa, is it true?" 6 Tianyu hurriedly looked at 6 Bingwei and asked in confusion.

"Well, what Zhao Yang said is right. Grandpa can clearly sense that the slave mark in his body has been completely lifted. Although he is still a little weak, in time, he will be fine if he recovers with a little cultivation!" 6 Bingwei nodded repeatedly.
Chapter completed!