The world was dark, filled with misfortune and oblivion.
The growth of heterogeneity, blurring everywhere, and countless overlapping feelings are enough to make everyone who sees it feel confused, and then affect their minds.
The wailing is endless, and forgetfulness is like the wind, blowing every moment, sending away the past, but not returning the future.
This is Xu Qing's battlefield.
Within Ding Yi San Er, which covers twenty-seven forbidden mountains, after the explosion of its divine power and artistic conception, sixty percent of the original hundreds of monks have now fallen.
The corpses of those who died fell to the ground and appeared in cells one after another. They were obviously dead, but they had forgotten about it. Now they are in a daze, becoming Ding 132 prisoners who are neither alive nor dead.
What awaits them is an eternal nightmare.
As for the remaining one hundred or so people in the air, although they are still persisting, they are all tortured by being forgotten, and they need to yell at each other and use the lingering sound to remind themselves.
At the same time, bad luck is intertwined with each other. Whether it is spells or magic weapons, they will face countless unexpected accidents at the moment of unfolding.
All of this allows them to exert 30 to 40% of their combat power, which is already amazing.
This also shows how terrifying the complete Ding Yisan Er is.
The calls from the stone lions and heads were even more bizarre and fanatical. Xu Qing walked out following them. In response to their worship, he held a black spear and stepped onto the sky as a guard of Ding Yi San Er.
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Suppress unrest.
In an instant, he appeared in front of a Baize monk, and without any pause, he bumped into him hard.
Amidst the roar, the Baize monk who had just forgotten his purpose was instinctively horrified. He used his spells and magic weapons to fight, but the unexpected arrival caused his spells to become disordered and the magic weapon to self-destruct.
Forgetfulness made him forget his bad luck, so Xu Qing suddenly bumped into him.
The flesh and blood collapsed and became shapeless.
The blood fell on Xu Qing's swaying hair and slid down again. Xu Qing looked as usual and walked towards the other person, waving the spear in his hand. The next moment, a head rose into the air.
Looking from a distance, a loud noise echoed in the sky. Some of these prisoners were fighting back, while others were trembling with fear in their hearts. Before they forgot, they turned around and used their own methods to escape from this place.
Someone sent it and it was successful.
But the moment it appeared, it was still within Ding Yi San Er, and it fell on the finger of the god, and was swallowed up by the big mouth that opened in advance.
Ding 132 is allowed to teleport, but due to the influence of bad luck, the destination of the teleportation is also full of bad luck.
Others tried to use their trump card to bombard Ding Yisan Er's cell door and barriers, but with their combat power, they could not succeed.
Ding 132 is the whole. If you want to break through any one point, you need to destroy everything here.
And they are now part of Ding Yi San Er.
This is an infinite loop.
So everywhere Xu Qing passed, shrill sounds swirled, blood spurted out like rain, corpses and heads flew up, but their final fate was to fall.
The captain is also taking action. His target is very clear. It is not the affiliated ethnic groups, but the cultivators of Yanyue Xuantian's own clan. Although there are not many in number, there are only a dozen.
But looking at the excitement in the captain's eyes, it was obvious that he was more interested in the monks from the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.
And what he did was focus on fruits, as if he were storing dry food. He used different methods and different angles to turn the Yanyue monks into apples, grapes, pears...
The style is even weirder than the previous Blu-ray Freeze.
Obviously, as the seal continues to be unlocked, the captain has slowly regained his previous cultivation level.
This scene, combined with Ding Yisaner's weirdness and Xu Qing's indifference, had a great impact on Qiu Quezi.
He originally thought that he was also a person who killed astonishingly, but looking at Xu Qing and the other two, he felt that after comparing them, he was just like a child.
And my cognitive judgment of the human race has long since changed after witnessing it with my own eyes.
"Who said that the human race is weak...who said that the human race is not vicious in nature and is not suitable for today's Wanggu...who said that the human race is better at conspiracy..."
"This is called weak, but is it not called fierce?"
Qiu Quezi thought about the knowledge that he had been suffering from since childhood. He took a breath at this moment and saw more and more people dying, and figures appeared one after another in the cells on the ground.
The words spoken by the human being called the captain came to his mind, so he felt anxious and rushed over to join in the killing.
And this killing, under such circumstances, cannot last long.
After a while, as the last monk of Yanyue Xuantian's tribe who wanted to escape was shot into an orange by the captain, there was silence.
Only the bloody rain fell to the ground, was absorbed and appeared in the air, and continued to fall.
On the ground, there was not a single corpse, not even a scrap of flesh and blood.
All of them were in their own cells, hundreds of monks, there at a loss.
The cheers are still echoing from the mouths of old man Danqing and his head.
Between heaven and earth, Xu Qing took a deep breath. The familiar atmosphere here reminded him of his childhood experience. At the same time, he also clearly felt that with the imprisonment of hundreds of monks, the power of Ding One, Three, Two became even greater.
Xu Qing lowered his head and looked at the cell below.
There are thousands of cells in Ding Yi San Er's cell, and they are more than 30% full at the moment.
"What are you thinking about?" The captain took an apple, took a bite, looked at Xu Qing, and then threw one to Xu Qing and Qiu Quezi.
Xu Qing took it and took a bite.
"I wonder if one day this prison will be able to hold...gods!"
The captain was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed.
Qiu Quezi took the apple given by the captain and hesitated in his heart, but after looking at the two terrifying humans and the cell on the ground, he didn't hesitate and took a big bite.
Somewhat unexpectedly sweet.
Xu Qing put the apple away without eating it. He raised his right hand and waved, and suddenly the forbidden mountains coming from the prisoners roared towards him.
It quickly approached and floated above Xu Qing's head.
Qiu Quezi couldn't help but look at it, dazzled. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still a little distracted.
Too many.
Nearly three hundred forbidden mountains are connected with each other by lightning, and they are constantly circling and rotating, creating a pressure and momentum that can shock people to the heavens.
Before it was over, Xu Qing's eyes fell on the twenty-seven forbidden mountains on the ground. He raised his hand and grabbed it. As the earth roared, these twenty-seven forbidden mountains came quickly. In the end, twenty-six of them joined them, making Xu Qing
Qing's Forbidden Mountain broke through 300.
At the remaining one, Xu Qing glanced at Qiu Quezi.
"Give it to you."
Qiu Quezi felt grateful in his heart. If it were normal times, he would naturally not be excited because of a forbidden mountain, but it was different now...
After doing this, Xu Qing had a thought in his mind, and suddenly his body trembled, blurred rapidly, and finally dissipated in the heaven and earth, making everything covered here exposed.
At the same time, the departure of Ding Yisaner did not take away the blood here, so the blood of hundreds of people was scattered in all directions, spreading the strong smell of blood.
Standing in mid-air in the restricted area, Xu Qing, shrouded in blood, raised his head to look at the golden palace higher up, and bowed his hands.
In the golden palace, the Yanyue noble looked at Xu Qing with an expression of appreciation that was stronger than before.
"With the appearance of such an evil star in my restricted area, there will be something to talk about at the subsequent hunting feast."
The Yanyue noble smiled slightly and spoke.
"Human boy, I can tell you a piece of news. Currently... there are dozens more people in Forbidden Mountain than you."
"It depends on how you do it. Your goal should be to be number one in the first link, so you have to keep working hard."
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, he nodded, and bowed again.
"Thank you, senior, for your advice."
Laughter could be heard in the golden palace. The next moment, the entire palace was a little blurry and finally disappeared from the sky. Lively had already visited, and the Yanyue noble chose to leave.
Xu Qing watched off until the palace completely dissipated, then he looked away. Just as he was about to leave with the captain, but at this moment, he and the captain looked into the distance at the same time.
There, a Changhong was rushing into the restricted area at an extremely fast speed, galloping all the way towards them with great force.
Very arrogant.
And he does have the arrogance. Looking from a distance, it can be seen that the eight forbidden mountains above Xiu's head are rapidly getting smaller.
The person who came was none other than the original monk of the Yanyue Xuantian clan who appeared when Xu Qing was transporting the first Forbidden Mountain. His clone was killed by Xu Qing and the transmission failed, and the details of the death were not transmitted back.
The self-confidence of this cultivator also made him roar towards this place after sensing the general direction, and he found this place by relying on the mysterious pull formed by killing his own clone.
Qiu Quezi also saw it. If it were any other time, he would have been solemn, but now... Qiu Quezi shook his head.
Almost at the moment Qiu Quezi shook his head, the rainbow-like figure in the distance, containing endless domineering and arrogant figures, seemed to have noticed something and suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Then, Changhong swayed a little, as if the monk was shaking violently, and even the surrounding mist was attracted by it, as if he was inhaling hard uncontrollably.
Obviously... after he proudly entered the forbidden area, at that moment, he noticed that all the forbidden mountains here had disappeared, and he also felt the strong bloody atmosphere here.
Then notice the more than 300 forbidden mountains above Xu Qing's head...
Anyone who is not a fool knows what is going on here.
"Kill them all?"
"This...this..."
This knowledge appeared in the mind of the Yanyue cultivator. He felt a thump in his heart and took an uncontrollable breath.
His body trembled even more, and without any hesitation, he turned around instantly and ran away faster than he had arrived.
He regretted it...
Thinking that he had arrived in such a hurry, only to hit the iron plate, he couldn't help but tremble violently in his heart. At this moment, he only hated himself for being slow...
Xu Qing was indifferent, but the captain's eyes lit up and he grinned.