In the strong wind, the blood is as strong as wine.
On top of a tall building in Changfeng, a middle-aged man was shot through the head with an iron gun and nailed to death on the building.
Like a broken and dirty flag, withered and swaying.
As Bailiyu walked out of the high-rise building, the majestic and towering national building suddenly collapsed, and the space collapsed suddenly in chaos.
Among the crumbling ruins, an underground black hole was gradually exposed.
The black hole is huge, like a hideous scar left by an evil beast gnawing on the earth.
A cold, damp breath rushed out from the cave, mixed with indescribable blood, corpses, and a sticky stench.
Yun Rong's sword fell into the city. She looked at the man who was crushed to pieces by the ruins of the high-rise building. She frowned and said, "Sect Master, this person is..."
Baili Yu's single, fine gray hair on his forehead was swaying in the wind. He listened expressionlessly to the roars and shouts in the huge cave, like the wails of dying beasts.
He said calmly: "The person in charge of Zhao's underground city would not regret dying."
Yun Rong hesitated for a moment, and his eyes accidentally fell on the streets of this chaotic city.
It is said that none of the disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect fell on the ordinary people in the city who had no cultivation.
However, in this war, those mortal civilians who could only survive under the control of Lord Zhao Guoyong and the underground city were unprepared to react and were forced into the panic and despair of the war.
Everyone was in danger and ran frantically for their lives, leaving no time to tidy up their family's wealth.
He could only take his important relatives and flee out of the city instinctively.
There are many slums in the capital of the country, and some street children without the protection of their elders and parents suddenly had the only bricks and tiles above their heads to protect them from the wind and rain.
Covered in dirty mud and with bare feet, they stood on the long street in confusion. For a moment, they didn't know where to go.
Some disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect showed unbearable expressions when they saw this scene.
Yun Rong has been practicing Taoism for nearly three hundred years. Under his soft appearance, he has witnessed countless life and death, entanglement and persistence.
The seven sufferings and eternal hatreds that the world cannot bear, but it is difficult for her to confuse them.
It's more difficult to feel sympathy than to be able to empathize. Even the wind, frost, snow and rain will not make her shake.
It is precisely because of this that she developed a transparent heart, and she can always see more clearly and clearly than others about right and wrong, right and wrong.
Therefore, she will not hesitate to do things that others hesitate to say, and she dares to say things that others dare not say.
"Sect Master, today's move to destroy the country is for the sake of heaven, but it is too reckless. Although the monarch of the Zhao Kingdom is fatuous, it is true that the people in the country are living in dire straits.
It is easy and simple for the sect leader to lead everyone today to eradicate the underground cancer under the Zhao Kingdom.
But has the sect master ever thought that the people in the city are all Zhao people, the country has been destroyed, the mountains and rivers have been destroyed, and they have been displaced and far away from other lands. What does the sect master think their fate will be in the future?"
Dynasties fight for hegemony, old countries fall, and new countries rise, which all have their own laws and variables.
The Kingdom of Zhao fell suddenly, and all the neighboring countries were watching with eager eyes. The land in this city and the people who fled were all wealth.
Yun Rong believed that today's Tianxi Sword Sect's destruction of the underground city was an act of merit, but the Tianxi Sword Sect was never involved in national wars.
If they leave with their front foot, a huge army will press on the city's border with their rear foot.
For those Zhao people who fled from the city, their women were bound to become the playthings of other countries, and their young children were yoke of slaves from then on.
The Tianxi Sword Sect did not commit any crime, but the disasters caused to ordinary people were caused by the Tianxi.
Since the incident three years ago, Yun Rong has discovered that the sect master's temperament has changed drastically, even though he used to be harsh and cold.
In his actions, he would not be as murderous and vicious as he is now, and he would not be in vain and disregard the lives of ordinary people.
The purpose of the Tianxi Sword Sect has always been to ward off evil spirits and protect the common people with the power of the sword.
Don't show your power in the human world, listen to the voice of mortals' prayers, and gain the merits of faith to upright your body.
Bailiyu sneered, his eyes a little hollow: "Do you think what I did today is an exaggeration?"
The Ninth Sword Ling Zhaoxue gently tugged on Yun Rong's clothes, indicating that the sect master was obviously angry and told her not to talk any more.
Yun Rong, however, did not squint, looked straight at Bailiyu and said, "Yes!"
Bailiyu turned to look at Yun Rong, his empty and unruffled eyes finally changed. He smiled sarcastically:
"Do you think that since I have cut off the cause and effect with the sword in my hand, I should bear the responsibility for the cause and effect. Those people who escaped from the city should be adopted by me and returned to the mountains until they have their own destinations?"
This time, without waiting for Yun Rong to reply, Bailiyu's eyes became even more mocking: "Is it because I am the leader of hundreds of immortal sects and the master of the Tiandao Sword? I can't act according to my heart, and I have to consider the consequences of merit in everything?"
He sneered, and his smile was full of disdain: "But now, I don't want to abide by this rule. I want to see if a sword master who doesn't strive for perfect cause and effect in everything, this common people, this heaven, can still kill me.
It’s great.”
Yun Rong frowned: "Sect Master!"
Bailiyu squinted his eyes coldly: "When you cut into rotten flesh with a knife, there will be pain. If you keep using gentle methods, not only will you not be able to benefit the world, but you will also make the cancerous scars bigger and bigger."
Yun Rong gradually lost interest and no longer had the desire to exhort. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief and looked frankly and directly, trying to penetrate people's hearts:
"The sect master has been so eager for quick success in recent years. Could it be that he feels guilty and wants to make up for it, so he works day and night to subjugate demons from all directions, destroy the power of the dark city, gather great merits, and want to go to the Prince's Palace of the Ancient Yin Kingdom
, would you like to change your spiritual roots?"
Bailiyu's body, as cold as ice, shook slightly, and a wisp of anger spread out from his extremely indifferent brows, shrouded like clouds, and his sharp edges appeared!
There was a broken light in his eyes: "You are really wanton!"
The sword on his waist was cold and unsheathed for an inch, and the ground beneath Baili Yu's feet was cracked every inch.
Amidst the roar of the wind, a thin line of red blood was cut below the corner of Yun Rong's eye, and the blood rolled down like beads.
Ling Zhaoxue's face changed drastically, as if she was very surprised, and she couldn't help shouting: "Sect Master!"
"Wow..."
At this moment, the sound of falling gravel could be heard from the ruins of the collapsed high-rise building.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The tense atmosphere here was broken. Bailiyu slowly pushed the unsheathed sword back into the sheath and looked sideways.
In the dark and bottomless hole, a pair of bony hands covered with dirt struggled to crawl out of the hole.
It looked like he was a half-year-old child, his body covered with bruises and scars, his clothes as ragged as tattered strips of cloth hanging on his rickety body as skinny as a reed stick.
This child has a strange appearance, very different from ordinary people.
The dark skin is covered with a layer of red scales, and there are gills between the elbows.
He is extremely short and has a stooped body that makes it difficult to stand upright. He almost has to crawl on the ground with the upper half of his body.
He had two pairs of pupils, but they were located in one eye socket, squeezing and rotating, and the other eye socket was festering with horrible red flesh, and fiber-like tendons were twisting and trembling in the eye socket.
He has completely lost his human appearance, and the brilliance of humanity has also been lost in his eyes, leaving only the most primitive survival instinct. He is like a hungry beast, with his deformed head buried low on the ground and sniffing hard.
Immediately afterwards, people like him climbed out of the cave one after another, with different appearances, but all of them had traces of evil and twisted secret techniques on their bodies.
These people are all slaves secretly sold in underground cities among all the countries in the world. They have been locked up in that dark place all year round and are performing various inhumane analysis of magic.
Both physically and mentally, they have been tortured to an irreversible degree.
Bailiyu frowned when he saw this scene, and his eyes became even colder.
This group of tortured Dark City trial subjects who have lost their human form have been subjected to inhuman treatment all year round and are extremely sensitive and fearful of the scent of strangers.
They shrank and growled, trying to scatter and flee from here.
Bailiyu naturally would not let them lose their intelligence and wander around the world like this.
"The incident in Zhao Kingdom's secret city is over. Ling Zhaoxue, take ten disciples of Tianxi to tie them up and take them back to the mountain gate. Ask Taixuan Zong's Holy Pure Scripture Ye Lian to recite sutras for them to purify their hearts."
Ling Zhaoxue accepted the order and led a group of disciples into the dark city under the cave. They found out that the dark city had accumulated supplies in Zhao State over the years, and there were also some survivors whose minds and bodies had not been too completely destroyed.
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Ling Zhaoxue finished counting, with a look of hesitation on his face. He raised his eyes to look at Bailiyu and whispered: "Sect Master, what should we do with these monsters in the dark city of Zhao State?"
Hundreds of immortal sects help the common people, heal the world, and kill evil spirits.
Since the evil spirits are to be killed, there is naturally no reason to save the evil spirits.
The three sects of Heavenly Dao have strict laws and distinguish between good and evil. Although they are not like other immortal sects, they hunt monsters on a large scale in order to tame monsters' pet spiritual beasts or engrave sacrificial vessels, but they do not save monsters like they save humans.
clan.
Bailiyu is willing to save those human victims at the cost of owing Taixuanzong's favor.
There is not much compassion and kindness for these monsters who have lost their freedom.
The reason why Ling Zhaoxue hesitated was precisely because he knew this.
Bailiyu glanced at the monsters who were taken out of the dark city without any emotion, raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
The majestic sword energy spread like wildfire, there was a loud bang, and the sound of the sword was like the roar of a giant dragon.
Without saying a word, he was so decisive that he actually wanted to take the lives of these suffering monsters!
Bailian could no longer stand still and suddenly took action. The seals on his palms flipped over and over, and the 'Yao' seal in the middle appeared looming, and the faint fire began to burn.
The unearthly light spread out in all directions, and the entire city seemed to be on fire, but the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
The people standing in the city felt as if their skin was being burned by invisible fire, almost bursting into pieces, but under the flesh and blood, the coldness was irresistibly burning out of their bones, as if their souls were about to freeze.
There are dead souls under the war, and the bones under three inches of soil have not yet cooled down. In the burning fire, corpses rise and fall, corpse mountains and bone towers gather to form a shield, blocking Baili Yu's sword.
Down.
Amid the roaring and shattering corpses in the dust and snow, Balian stepped down on the talisman and stood in front of the monsters.
The ashes of the corpses under the sword fire were still dancing, but the moment Bailian looked at Bailiyu, all the sounds in the world stopped for a moment.
After a long while, he performed a standard Zhongyou etiquette to Baili Yu and said: "Why does Baili Sect Master need to kill rashly? It is not yet known whether the hands of this group of monsters are contaminated with killing.
If you kill them with one sword, won't you be afraid of killing innocent people indiscriminately and adding an extra calamity to your life chart?"
"It's you, you evil beast!"
At this moment, what is facing Bailian is Ying Xiu's face. Others may not know why the ghoul disaster started.
But Baili Yu remembered deeply that three years ago, his son's body was not completely recovered and his flesh and blood were eaten, all because of Ying Xiu's jealousy and greed.
How dare he appear in front of him so openly and speak nonsense!
Bailiyu's eyes gradually blurred in the scattered shadows. He looked at the hidden 'Yao' mark on Bailian's palm, and murderous intent appeared in his eyebrows.
His body slowly rose into the sky, and amid the clanging sound of swords and swords, the Xue Xue sword that had been sheathed behind Yun Rong was unsheathed.
The same is true for the sword on Ling Zhaoxue's waist. When summoned by the sword master, the two swords circled and danced, and two huge sword mountains appeared on top of Baili Yu's head.
The people in the city who had not yet had time to escape were overwhelmed by the power of heaven and could not support their bodies. They all fell to the ground, crying in despair.
Just when Balian was thinking about whether to take off the mask on his face, there was a sudden loud roar from the sky and the earth.
On top of the city wall of the capital of the Zhao Kingdom, Ying Ji stood upright, looking at the tens of millions of people in the city, with the setting sun floating on her face.
The shadow cast by her slender body seems to be burying Bailiyu under the city wall. In the shadow of the backlight, the woman's increasingly demonic scarlet pupils are particularly bright, as if there is a burning cold fire hidden deep in the pupils.
She slowly spread out a hand, with the palm facing up. Two blue flowers, one on each side, danced around her fingertips.
She took a step across the void, and two burning flowers slowly fell down. The fire was emerald green, like cold jade and cold rain.
The two small flowers contain the terrifying power of heaven and earth, seeming to refine the sky and the earth into this faintly blooming flower.
The woman's cold snort resounded throughout the world, striking at the soul every word: "Did I give you permission to hurt him?"
In the dusk sky when the golden crow was setting in the west, green fire burned the sky in an instant, and the two sword-mountain statues above Bailiyu's head melted like icebergs under the raging fire.
The Dharma Appearance melted, and the Xixue Sword and Lijiang Sword revealed their original sword bodies. The scorching dark flowers fell onto the two sword bodies, and traces of blue fire were printed on them.
In an instant, the two swords turned into ashes, and the spirituality in the swords was firmly sealed, and they fell from the sky.
The faces of Yun Rong, Ling Zhaoxue and Yun Rong changed drastically. They were both sword-loving people and they would not allow their personal swords to fall into the dust like this.
The two of them rushed forward with regret on their faces and caught the sword that had lost its spiritual power, feeling horrified in their hearts.
Ying Ji raised her eyes coldly and glanced at Baili Yu above the void. She gently touched her palms in the air, her eyes as cold and white as the moonlight:
"You always like to stand in high places and suppress people. It's really an eyesore."
The motionless Sword Master Yu had not yet reacted to this incident. He only felt that the spiritual roots under his chest seemed to be vibrating with resonance, which made his heart feel painful and depressed.
Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was hit by an invisible huge meteorite, falling to the ground with a loud bang and creating a huge crater.
(ps: I'm sorry everyone, I have to make up for the missed chapters tomorrow. I overestimated my physical condition. I have been losing weight these past few days. I feel like I am losing strength. I can understand the kind of spelling with others.
I suddenly felt unbearable colic in my intestines. How do you feel about squatting in the toilet for half a day? In the summer, you still have to hold a hot water bottle while typing on the bed, and you sweat cold and hot for a while. Xiao Wang said it might be because of
He also has a stomach flu. I wonder if this thing can be called a cold?) If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search and Reading Novel Network has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.