As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent.
Then, an angry crusade boiled over.
Ning Yi observed Zhan Zhao and Ji You and found that they also had angry looks on their faces.
It was just that I was not sure that he was offended by what Mr. Xinyi said, and was surprised that he revealed the most private thoughts of the powerful in front of tens of thousands of people.
Since the common people are regarded as cattle, they can be slaughtered and sold at will.
Take it for granted and regard it as normal.
How cold-blooded the powerful are to ordinary people.
Cultivation of immortality, attaining the Tao, and seeking immortality.
Perhaps, if you live for a long time, you really can’t be called a human being.
Thinking about what was written in that letter, it revealed the same meaning. If it was really done by the Yunzhou herdsmen, did they regard Yunzhou as pasture and the people of the state as cattle and sheep?
"Even if you say such crazy things, no wonder you do such evil things."
Pang Ji's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were full of majesty, and his voice overwhelmed the whole audience, and he said in a deep voice: "In this case, don't blame me for not remembering the merits of the old Xinyi Hou for the human race. Open the formation and use the guillotine!"
open!
The eighteen golden-armored mysterious soldiers gave a low shout, and the golden armor lit up. The patterns were like stars, dotted in every inch of the golden armor. They were densely packed and made people dizzy. A terrifying aura emanated from each golden-armored mysterious soldier, and then
Connected together.
In a few breaths, the eighteen golden-armored mysterious soldiers had formed into one body.
The vast aura like the abyss and the dazzling golden light are like gods descending to earth, making people unable to look at them.
Ning Yi's eyes flashed with golden light and he stared at the golden armor.
The magic weapons that guard the royal family are truly extraordinary.
These golden-armored mysterious soldiers are not only highly skilled in personal cultivation. Their cultivation in the Golden Core Realm is also considered to be ancestor-like figures among ordinary nobles.
The golden armor they wore was even more impressive.
Looking at its power, it is obviously classified as a magic weapon.
What is even more mysterious is that the exercises practiced by all the golden-armored mysterious soldiers are generally the same, and their true energy can be completely integrated with each other.
Treasure armor and true essence can be integrated into one without any rejection.
The combined momentum of just eighteen people has already surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm. If all the golden-armored mysterious soldiers were put together, how terrifying it would be.
Accompanied by fierce shouts, eighteen rays of golden light met in the air and fell on the formation outside the Immortal Killing Platform.
In an instant, dots of formation patterns emerged in the void, like the vast starry sky, mysterious and unpredictable. The formation split in two from the middle and sank into the Immortal Killing Platform.
An evil spirit rose into the sky, heading straight towards Niu Dou under the clear sky.
The sky is clear, with dark clouds popping up.
Rolling thunder brewed from the dark clouds, and for a moment there was lightning and thunder, and the majesty of heaven was like the coming of the end of the world.
"What a vicious sword!"
Ning Yi's eyes widened in horror. Just his breath could move the wind and clouds. It was so powerful that he was worthy of being a demon sword that drank the blood of a true immortal and swallowed the true spirit.
The people outside were screaming in surprise.
Some weak people, aroused by evil spirits, rolled their eyes and were about to die.
On the execution platform, Pang Ji frowned slightly, raised his head to look at the sky, pointed his finger in the distance, and shouted: "The clouds disperse!"
In an instant, a mysterious aura rose into the sky.
The billowing dark clouds quickly dissipated, and the dazzling sunshine returned to the earth.
Another eighteen golden-armored mysterious soldiers took the opportunity to join in, controlling the formation outside the Immortal Killing Platform, and firmly suppressing the ferocious aura of the guillotine inside the Immortal Killing Platform.
"Execution!"
Pang Ji grabbed a standing sign and threw it down from the execution platform.
Snapped……
With the crisp sound, the dead dignitaries stood up and resisted fiercely.
Animals can live in vain, let alone monks who pursue immortality.
It's just that you are carrying the magic rope and you are banned from being a monk. No matter how great your ability was before, you are now no different than a carp out of water.
"I'm not convinced!"
"Pang Jie, I'm waiting for you in the underworld."
"You can't kill me after I am the founding hero of the country."
…………
Abuse, curses, and begging for mercy were heard. On the verge of death, the monks and immortals were no different from ordinary people.
The crowd of people watching, their eyes blazing with anger.
Looking at the struggling dignitaries, the resentment and anger in my heart could not help but dissipate a little.
Ning Yi's eyes showed a look of surprise.
The scene in front of me seemed familiar, and it was the same as the scene in the divination.
This is the moment!
Ning Yi's heart moved and he glanced around.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the death row prisoner, and no one paid attention to him.
Turning his hand over, there was a wisp of blue breath as fine as a hair in the palm of his hand. In the wide sleeves of his robe, he secretly pinched a magic formula with his right hand.
This wisp of green aura suddenly bounced up, suspended in the air for an instant, and flew towards the target like lightning.
Ning Yi stared nervously.
During the flight, this wisp of green aura shrank rapidly.
After flying a few hundred meters away, it was about to disappear when it suddenly flashed and flew towards Mu Cangxuan. As soon as it reached the body, it completely dissipated.
Mu Cangxuan raised his eyebrows, as if feeling something, and looked around warily.
No abnormality was found, and his eyes fell into the field again.
Under the wide sleeves of the robe, Ning Yi clenched his hands and his bones creaked.
It was really done by the Mu clan of Yunzhou.
To them, are ordinary people really just like the crops in the fields and the cattle and sheep in the pastures, things that they can harvest at will?
Ning Yi was so angry that he wanted to throw all the Mu family members on this Immortal Killing Platform, slaughter them all, and let them have a taste of being cattle and sheep.
However, he does not have this ability yet.
The Mu clan is too powerful.
In the past, as long as they did not rebel, the royal family would probably turn a blind eye to other mistakes. Fortunately, the general trend of the world is that once such evil deeds are exposed.
The Mu family will definitely be targeted by thousands of people. Even if the enemy is difficult to eliminate, the royal family will have to bite the bullet.
"Secret Shadow Division, don't let me down."
Ning Yi calmed down and focused his gaze on the Immortal Killing Platform.
A divine light flew out, and eighteen people were photographed towards the Immortal Killing Platform.
A white line passed through the red evil aura, and eighteen heads rolled down from the high platform.
The arrogant and unruly Marquis Xinyi, the eyes on his head lost their luster, and the expression on his face was frozen in death, showing half panic and half unwillingness.
When the white line crosses again, heads are rolling in.
The people who gathered around cheered in unison, making the sky boil with excitement.
Ning Yi glanced at Zhan Zhao and the others and found that they were trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was because common people like me were overly excited or they were frightened.
His eyes jumped across the open area and fell on Mu Cangxuan.
This direct descendant of Yunhou Mansion had a calm expression, but there was no sign of surprise on his expression.
…………
The Immortal Beheading Platform was resealed.
Thirty-six golden-armored mysterious soldiers boarded the spirit boat and disappeared into the sky.
The people gathered around and refused to disperse for a long time.
Gradually, there were more cries among the cheers. Those were the people who had lost their loved ones in the bloody night and were thinking about their loved ones.
That little figure appeared in Ning Yi's mind.
In the morning light, he felt like a small animal bumped into his leg, causing him to squat on his butt. At the end of his life, he was still holding on to a toy bear.