Chapter 892: You have lived such a long life in vain
"This, this is..."
When the Midnight Army arrived at the "Seven Star Pavilion", the thick black fog that shrouded the entire area had dissipated without a trace. Looking at the horrific scene in front of them, Zhijiao Zeng Rui, Wang Meng and others were stunned, almost thinking that they were in a dream.
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Corpse!
Bodies all over the ground!
Among the hundreds of corpses, some had lost their heads, some were missing arms and legs, some were completely black, and some were so corroded that only a pile of withered bones remained, but there was not a single complete corpse!
The steaming blood, the wreckage all over the place, and the dilapidated and collapsed towering buildings complement each other, creating a hellish and terrifying scene in front of everyone's eyes, which is frightening and makes people unable to control themselves.
In this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, two figures stood quietly.
An elegant old man with white hair and blue clothes, and a young beauty with stunning appearance and exquisite figure.
In the sky, a golden and majestic divine bird is holding its head high and waving its wings gently. Its blue eyes are shining with the light of the world. It is so handsome that it is not like a mortal creature. It is unbearable.
Have a heart of worship.
In such a scene, the existence of two people and one bird seems somewhat inconsistent and strange.
Was it these two people who did it?
Including Zeng Rui, this idea suddenly appeared in everyone's mind, and they looked at the two people with awe and fear in their eyes.
"Da Ganjun?"
The beauty in colorful clothes raised her head, looked directly at the direction of the Midnight Army with her water-cut eyes, and asked softly in a soft and melodious voice.
"Midnight Army Zeng Rui, I have met Miss Zhuma." Zeng Rui came back to his senses, dismounted from his horse, walked quickly to the woman, clasped his fists and saluted.
"It turns out to be General Zeng."
The surprise in Zhuma's eyes flashed away, and a smile soon appeared on her fair face, "Why are you here?"
Not long ago, the two of them participated in the battle at the border between Daqian and the Chi tribe. Although there was no communication, she still had a vague impression of Zeng Rui's appearance, and her attitude instantly softened a lot.
"Zeng was ordered by Miss Nangong to come here to meet Miss Zhuma."
Zeng Rui looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, "Now it seems that there is no difference whether we come or not."
"It turns out to be Senior Sister."
Zhuma suddenly realized, and then smiled brightly, "General Zeng's words are wrong. Now that the headquarters of 'Seven Star Pavilion' has been destroyed, if you don't come, I really don't know how to transport the wealth and materials inside."
"That's right!" Zeng Rui's eyes lit up and he couldn't help laughing, "If the entire Holy Land's supplies are transported back to Daqian, it will definitely be an unimaginable boost to the Xiqi battlefield. This transport team
Is there any reason for Zeng not to accept the responsibilities?"
"Thank you, General." Zhuma chuckled lightly, his eyes flowing, indescribably bright and moving.
"It's time to work!" Zeng Rui turned his head and ordered loudly to the troops behind him, "Anything of value must be moved away!"
The faces of all the soldiers showed excitement, and they rushed into the half-collapsed "Seven Star Pavilion" with shouts and screams, and volunteered to search.
"Brother Wang, I didn't expect what you said is true!" Dong Damu glanced at the corpses around him and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "We actually broke into the Holy Land!"
"What's breaking into the Holy Land?" Wang Songliang on the side shook his head, obviously not agreeing with his senior brother's point of view, "The Holy Land has been destroyed, we are just here to take advantage."
"I just heard General Zeng mention it." Wang Meng's handsome face was also full of disbelief, "Who would have thought that the 'Seven Star Pavilion' would be destroyed in the hands of two people?"
Two people?
No, no, no, it’s a person!
I'm just a soy sauce guy. It doesn't make any difference whether I'm here or not!
Zhuge Qing smiled bitterly when he heard the three people chatting, and the terrifying battle from before reappeared in his mind.
No, the word battle cannot describe the scene at that time.
It should be said that it was a cruel abuse.
One-sided massacre!
From the beginning to the end, the girl beside him did not take action personally. She only released a strong black aura and made some strange sounds from her mouth, commanding countless poisons and monsters to attack the disciples of "Seven Star Pavilion".
These black evil spirits seemed to have spirituality, and they cleverly bypassed Zhuge Qingjiang and landed on many monsters and disciples of "Seven Star Pavilion".
Whenever a practitioner inhales a little evil spirit, he will feel dizzy, his limbs will be weak, and he will often be unable to exert even 50% of his strength.
However, those poisonous creatures and monsters bathed in the evil aura were extremely excited, as if they had been given blood, their morale was greatly shaken, and they became more ferocious.
It is a terrifying giant beast with a fat head and big ears, a body over eight feet long, and the ability to spray black venom from its mouth.
There are many wolf-headed spider legs, a strange group that can spit poisonous spider silk from its neck.
Like the legendary divine dragon, it has two horns at its head. It can ignore all kinds of formations and directly wrap its body around the "Seven Star Pavilion" headquarters. It can sweep away dozens of spiritual masters with a flick of its tail at will.
Like a hill, an invincible toad has killed many cultivators in the Holy Land.
The tail is like a machine gun, which can continuously shoot out flashing scorpions with sharp poisonous stings.
It is thick and long, much larger than an ordinary python, and its body is covered with sharp spines. It can easily poke hundreds or even thousands of holes in other people's bodies.
It is comparable in size to a giant elephant, and is keen on ramming its head into enemies. A single collision can often kill a large area of fat scorpion tigers...
Faced with such a human tragedy, Zhuma, who is more beautiful than a flower, always has a smile on her face, her skin is radiant, her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, and she doesn't have the slightest hint of intolerance.
What's even more amazing is that the black monster squatting on her shoulder actually speaks human words, shouting loudly, pointing and commenting on the monsters' fighting process.
Such a bizarre sight once gave Zhuge Qingjiang the illusion that the stunning girl in front of him was a peerless witch who was leading an army of hell to wreak havoc on the human world, killing like crazy and trying to rule the entire world.
"Zhu, Miss Zhuma, I'm out of trouble anyway."
The miserable wailing of the people in the "Seven Stars Pavilion" made him unbearable, and he couldn't help but whisper to dissuade him, "We might as well leave quickly while the Seven Stars Saint has not returned from his trip. There is no need to tangle with these people."
"What? Are you soft-hearted?"
Before Zhuma could answer, Old Hei, the armadillo squatting on her shoulder, had already interjected with a sneer, "To deal with the enemy, you must be as ruthless as the cold winter, and strive to eradicate the weeds, otherwise even if you just let one go, you may end up hurting yourself in the future.
It brings unexpected troubles to the people around you. Isn’t it in vain that you have lived so long and you don’t even understand such a simple truth?”
Suddenly being taught a lesson by a monster using human language, Zhuge Qingjiang felt as if he was in a dream. He was speechless for a moment, unable to laugh or cry.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute, but in the end he didn't say a word. He just watched helplessly as the monsters all over the ground were wreaking havoc and killing as much as they wanted, turning the sacred holy land into a bloody world.
After all the disciples of the "Seven Star Pavilion" who stayed at the headquarters were slaughtered, Zhuma jumped into the ground, stretched out her white jade hands, and patted the cloth bag wrapped around her waist.
Then, in Zhuge Qingjiang's shocked eyes, all kinds of poisons and monsters that almost filled his field of vision disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared before.
What method is this?
Could it be that I have been locked up for too long and the world outside has changed?
A girl less than twenty years old actually destroyed a holy place by herself?
From then on, until Zeng Rui and others appeared, Zhuge Qingjiang was always immersed in his own thoughts, feeling that his three views had been subverted and he fell into deep self-doubt.
"Miss Zhuma, the 'Xiaodie' you mentioned just now is...?"
Seeing the soldiers of the Midnight Army rushing into the "Seven Star Pavilion" building, Zhuge Qingjiang came back to his senses. He suddenly recalled the previous conversation in his mind and couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Zhuge doesn't know Junior Sister Xiaodie?"
Zhuma looked at him with a strange look, "But she personally wrote a letter and asked me to go to the 'Seven Star Pavilion' to find out about grandpa for her."
Xiaodie?Grandpa?
Could it be...
Zhuge Qingjiang seemed to have remembered something, and was suddenly startled, then showed a look of ecstasy.
…
"Mordisheng!"
"Brother Bing Chi!"
At this time, in the "Jueling Heavenly Realm" several miles away from Xiqi's main battlefield, the two Lords of the Holy Land finally met together.