The three people in this small world are naturally the three giants in this ghost town.
The Nine-Headed Master, the Wind Centipede Soul Boy and the White Bone Master.
The three of them were concentrating on refining the emperor's heart for Emperor Xiyan, but at a certain moment, the Nine-Headed Venerable suddenly opened his eyes, and his face changed slightly: "The spirit snake has been killed!"
Almost at the same time, Master Bai Gu also opened his eyes: "You Zhong was also killed..."
"Who did it?"
At this time, Feng Centi suddenly sensed something, and immediately activated a certain method.
"Wow!" .??.
Then they saw a flash of light, and a slim silhouette appeared beside everyone, it was Princess Mosha.
"Your Majesty! Oh no! The person you asked me to pay attention to in the city has really appeared! We are no match for Ling She and You Zhong. They didn't even survive ten moves, and they were both killed by him!
Please invite the king to come out!"
"He killed the spirit snake in ten moves. Could it be that that person is also in the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Venerable Realm?"
Princess Mosha replied: "It's not Dzogchen, but he is the Eight-Zhan Sword Immortal, and we are no match for him!"
"Eight-cut Sword Immortal?" The Nine-Headed Venerable thought he had seen through everything, and said: "Spirit Snake is also a sword cultivator, but he is just a Seven-cut Sword Immortal. Since that person is overwhelming him, it is not surprising that he can defeat him!
As long as it is not in the state of perfection, it should not be possible. After I help His Highness refine the Emperor's Heart, then..."
However, he did not wait for the Nine-Headed Master to finish speaking.
"No...it's not good..." Princess Mosha exclaimed again.
"What's wrong?"
"Then...the human race started massacring the city!"
"What!"
The three giants lost their color at the same time.
At this moment, Di Xiyan in the center suddenly opened his eyes.
"What does that person look like and what are his characteristics?"
Princess Mosha then explained Feng Wuchen's appearance in detail: "The man is seven feet tall and thin. He wields a pair of swords, one black and red, the other blue and white. They are both gods.
Soldier!"
"It's him..."
With just a few words, Di Xiyan had already guessed the identity of the person coming.
"Massuring the city? It seems like his style!"
After sighing, she said to the three giants: "That man is a descendant of Long Yuan. He practices the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, and the more he kills, the stronger he becomes! He is now only one step away from the state of perfection. If he is allowed to prove his way through killing,
, if you take that step, you might really be able to find our position! It will be a long night and a lot of dreams, you should find a way to deal with him!"
After hearing this, the Nine-Headed Master stood up on the spot.
"When I go and kill him, I can also avenge the Golden Snake..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nine-Headed Lord had torn apart the space and disappeared into the small world.
"..."
At this moment, sword energy was flying across the entire ghost city, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and there were mutilated limbs and broken arms of alien species everywhere.
On weekdays, this group of so-called strong men lord it over others in the ghost town, toying with the common people and even killing people and alien species for entertainment.
However, at this moment, under Feng Wuchen's sword, they were no different from the weaklings they tortured and killed in the past.
"No... don't kill me! I am a human race! I am a human race!"
Seeing that death was imminent, a master of the race shouted, trying to prove his identity as a race, so as to make this killing god open his eyes.
"Human race? Now I know you are a human race? Then in this ghost city, thousands of human races are like livestock, being kept in captivity, subjected to humiliation and torture, where are you? In this ghost city, alien species eat humans,
People…can’t eat people anymore?”
"..."
Suppressed by Feng Wuchen's terrifying force, a group of humans knelt down and kowtowed.
"We were wrong... we know we were wrong... let us go, please?"
Facing these human rats who were kowtowing and begging for mercy, Feng Wuchen's eyes showed no trace of pity or compassion.
"You don't know that you are wrong, you just know that you are going to die..."
As soon as he said this, Feng Wuchen's black hair instantly turned into snow white.
At the same time, behind him, the demon body and the Buddha statue rose from the ground at the same time.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen was both the Buddhist angry-eyed Vajra and the ruthless demon who harvested lives.
With one slap, countless humans and alien species lost their lives.
But it's just like what he said before, in the ghost town, alien species eat people, and people also eat people.
Here, there is no distinction between races, only differences between strong and weak!
No one in the ghost town is innocent!
The reason why they are kneeling down to beg for mercy and repent of their sins at this moment is not because they feel from the bottom of their hearts how ridiculous their past actions were.
But simply because Feng Wuchen is stronger than them!
If they don't recognize Feng Wuchen's principles, they will definitely die.
In other words, if Feng Wuchen is weaker than them, even if he has many reasons, he will only be treated as an ant and food by these people.
Since this group of terminally ill people makes no sense, we can only use absolute strength to eliminate them all!
Feng Wuchen went on a killing spree, and wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed.
Kill until a certain moment.
suddenly!
There was lightning and thunder in the sky.
There are no laws of nature in this realm of death. Without the sun and moon, there will naturally be no lightning.
Obviously, someone strong is coming!
For a moment, Feng Wuchen didn't care about continuing to massacre the city, but raised his head fiercely and looked at the sky.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, a nine-headed monster descended from the sky and roared.
At a glance, the central head of the nine-headed monster is actually a golden-haired lion, and the other eight heads are actually eight kinds of alien monsters that cannot be named.
"roar!"
Seeing the nine-headed monster approaching, countless surviving alien species began to kneel down and worship.
"Nine-headed Saint...Nine-headed Saint, help me!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as his cry for help ended, he saw the nine-headed monster opening its nine-headed mouth.
With a huge mouth on his head, he inhaled sharply.
"ah!"
In an instant, a strong wind blew up. The aliens and humans who were kowtowing for help one second were sucked into the nine giant mouths by the strong wind the next second.
"Hahaha... It's so enjoyable! It's so enjoyable! Hahaha..."
The nine-headed monster swallowed about ten thousand people in one breath before it was willing to give up and transformed into a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, standing in the sky.
At this time, a hundred miles behind Feng Wuchen, Zhao Hongying saw this monster. Zhao Hongying quickly communicated with Feng Wuchen: "That is one of the three giants in the ghost city, the Nine-Headed Saint..."
"..."
In fact, the moment they met, Feng Wuchen could already see that the cultivation level of this Nine-Headed Saint had reached the Transformation Realm, and he was among the strongest among the Great Perfection Realm.
If he were an ordinary demon clan and had cultivated to this level, he would have been able to completely transform into a human form long ago.
However, this guy is a mutant after all. Even if he has cultivated to this level, his original appearance is still hard to change. Except for the head in the middle, the other eight heads all look like mutants and are extremely ugly.
Feng Wuchen raised his sword lightly and looked at the Nine-Headed Saint with his eyes.
"Spirit snake, did you kill it?"
"I killed a snake-like mutant..." Feng Wuchen replied calmly, and asked again: "You should know where Di Xiyan is, right?"
"Huh... so what if I know? Just because you are a young boy, even if I tell you her whereabouts, you can't find her!"
"Whether you can find it or not is my business! But whether you tell me or not is your business..."
As he spoke, Feng Wuchen's body was full of sharpness, his sword energy soaring to the sky, and he was clearly ready to fight this nine-headed monster.
Feeling the sword intent on Feng Wuchen's body, the fighting intent of the Nine-Headed Saint was aroused.
"Okay... As long as you can defeat me! I will tell you the whereabouts of Di Xiyan! But if you don't have the ability, just make me a meal..."
Chapter completed!