Chapter five hundred and sixty-eight: What to sacrifice to them?
() "What do you know?" Lang Fei's face turned cold, and a cold murderous intent directly engulfed Wuyuanzi.
"Senior...Senior, you...don't force me, I...I'm just a casual cultivator. Being able to...save them secretly is...the limit of what I can do. To...
As for the person who launched the beast chao, Xiao... Xiaodao can't afford to offend him!" Wu Yuanzi trembled at the killing intent emanating from Lang Fei, and these words almost exhausted all his strength.
"Can't afford to provoke him? Huh! Since he has caused such boundless evil, I want to see who he is. Is he really capable of having three heads and six arms?" After saying that, Lang Fei withdrew the murderous intention that enveloped Wu Yinzi. "Since
If so, then I won’t force you. I won’t hesitate to fight against the Fang Cun Holy Sect. Who is the one who allows him to do evil? Am I still afraid of him?”
The Fang Cun Holy Sect would not hesitate to fight! When he heard this sentence, Wu Yinzi shuddered. When he looked up again, Lang Fei and Er Xiao had turned into three black dots on the horizon. And the Qingxia below
The fairy also escorted the old woman of Yuan Cha onto the boat, and then protected the fishermen and headed for the coast.
Watching Lang Fei and Er Xiao disappear into the horizon, while Fairy Yunxia and others were also getting further and further away. Wu Yinzi hesitated for a long time, then suddenly stamped his feet fiercely, then set up his escape and chased after Lang Fei.
During the flight, Lang Fei kept paying attention to the movements in the direction of the town. The place below his feet was calm and calm, but a hundred miles away there was a doomsday scene of strong winds and swells.
Countless sea beasts, large and small, swarmed towards the west, but he had no time to kill because the distant scene transmitted by his spiritual consciousness had already made his eyes red and his face full of hatred.
The town at the end of the day was blood red. The originally golden beach has now become a hell of Shura. Hundreds of corpses of old, weak, women and children are scattered on the beach. Some stumps and broken arms are dyed red with the rise and fall of the waves.
The water is brought into the sea and falls into the mouths of sea animals that are difficult to land.
It was the same scene on the streets of the small town. Almost 99% of the population died tragically under the attack of beasts. Some heads blurred with blood could always be seen among the ruins. Those dim and lifeless eyes were full of helplessness and fear.
.And some ferocious beasts that have reached the shore are eating the bodies of these dead fishermen.
The town of nearly ten thousand people was slaughtered in just half an hour, and Lang Fei felt uncomfortable in his heart. He had heard from women and men before that the previous beasts were very small, and they were protected by gods from the Divine Wind Sect.
, there had never been large-scale casualties. So he believed it to be true and focused all his attention on searching for the fishermen who went out to sea to fish. However, who would have thought that this time the beast attack was actually unprecedentedly ferocious.
He looked at the crab monsters and shrimp monsters on the street that were as tall as a small building, at the water lizards tearing off pieces of flesh and blood from the corpses of the townspeople, at the humanoid monsters roaring up to the sky, at the
The evil demon was suspended in mid-air and exuded a strong demonic aura. Regret and anger filled his entire face in an instant.
"Uncle Master, the collection of living souls has been completed." At this moment, the consciousness in front suddenly heard the conversation between the two people coming from the clouds.
"Well, Qing Fuzi, what's going on in the fishing village in the north of this town? Junior Brother Tiankong just sent a message saying that all the sea beasts were slaughtered. I remember I told you to send a message to those restless monks at sea to be more honest. How can you still return the message?
Some people dare to turn a deaf ear to our words? Are they tired of living?"
"Uncle, my nephew sent the Holy Whale Demon King to distribute some refined monsters before. Although their abilities were greatly reduced after landing ashore, they are definitely not something that ordinary casual cultivators at sea can deal with. I'm afraid this matter will still be dealt with.
It must land on the masters of casual cultivators on those large islands."
"Hmph, these guys are so cowardly that they dare to interfere in anything our Shenfeng Sect wants to do. I think they are impatient. After they go back and report to Uncle Master, they must ask him to go out and teach those blind people a lesson.
Guy."
When these words came, Lang Fei's consciousness had also swept over. Standing in the clouds were one old, three young and four monks. The Xingyue Taoist robe, the wind-patterned gold threads on the cuffs and placket were the ones that had been in the center of the town before.
The attire of the Shenfeng Sect disciples as seen.
Why? Lang Fei was stunned. "Why? Why exactly?"
"Uncle Yankong, the master ordered us to train 60,000 living souls. Including a few fishing villages in the north, we only have 20,000 souls now. I think it would be better to pick more towns as targets in the future."
"Yes! What my nephew said is true, this is too slow. If we, the senior brothers in charge of the sea area, want to have a firm foothold in front of our uncle, it would be better to get this matter done as early as possible."
"What Master said is true. After all, the seaside is no better than the inland. They are just fishing villages and small towns. There are no important towns or cities. We still have to pay close attention." This time, it was no longer Qingfuzi who spoke, but Hua Hua.
Behind the angry old man was a young monk with a beautiful face.
Beside him, there was a dark-skinned middle-aged man. Hearing this, he frowned, with a trace of unbearable expression on his face, and whispered: "Master, why do you need to restrain so many souls this time? In the past,
But this kind of thing has never happened before. If the six regions are added together, it will cost a full 360,000. Master...this...this...isn't the killing too heavy?"
The old man did not speak, but the young monk with red lips and white teeth curled his lips and said: "Brother Xinfu, you have some kindness as a woman. I think these mortals can survive today only because of our Shenfeng Sect. If it hadn't been for the master to kill these beasts
With the demons under my control, how can they live a peaceful life, let alone ask me to go down the mountain and teach them life skills. I just occasionally take some of their souls, which is not a big deal!"
"What Xuanfu said is true. Xinfu, you have to know that these mortals can raise livestock and go out to sea to fish. To our Shenfeng Sect, they are like the cattle and sheep raised in captivity. It is natural for mortals to kill cattle and sheep for meat.
There will be no guilt. And if we take some of their souls, why should we talk about benevolence, justice and morality? They are just ants and they are not worthy."
"Yes, what the master said is true, my disciple has learned the lesson!"
"Now that this is over, Qing Fuzi, you go and inform the Holy Whale Demon King and ask him to drive away the sea beasts. Follow me south and find another target."
"Yes!" Qing Fuzi accepted the order, turned around and flew towards the round-faced man commanding the beast chariot above the town.
Kamikaze Gate! Kamikaze Gate! Lang Fei's face became extremely ferocious. In his sight, the bamboo fence courtyard in the east of the town was dilapidated, and the blood hole on the woman's back was gushing out with blood.
Under her body, "Qi Liang" curled up into a ball, his dim eyes full of confusion, and his two small hands stained with blood were still clutching the sword-shaped jade talisman on his chest.
"Brother Lang, the master went out to sea today and caught some sea cucumbers. I will stew them in the evening and help replenish the girl's damaged vitality."
"Uncle, you are not allowed to look down on Grandpa Immortal. Mom and Dad said that under Grandpa Immortal's protection, everyone can have enough food and clothing. Under Grandpa Immortal's protection, Dad can catch a lot of fish every time."
The words of the two people flashed through his mind, and Lang Fei could no longer suppress the killing intent in his body. The sword energy soared into the sky, dyeing the entire world as black as ink.
They respect you as gods, but you only regard them as ants. They are living beings who can cry, laugh, breathe hard, and live desperately, but you regard them as mere livestock.
There may be your descendants and ancestors among them, but you are so callous and callous that you don't even let children as young as three years old go.
"You immortal cultivators are not worthy of living in this world!" The thunderous roar came from far to near. In the roar, a long and narrow sword light like a chasm swept across the sea.
Tens of thousands of monsters were wiped out with one move. The Holy Whale Demon King and Qingfuzi who were above the village only had time to tremble. The sword light slashed through them, and their bodies were directly broken into pieces by countless small sword lights.
Countless meat scraps.
Those mindless monsters that were still eating the corpses of the townspeople were stabbed into sieves by countless flying swords that flashed at them. Some of the ferocious beasts in the sea that were lucky enough to escape the sword light were killed before they could recover.
His body was pierced by blue and red blood thunder that shot down like sunlight.
In the blink of an eye, more than 50,000 demon beasts, including the Holy Whale Demon King, evaporated out of thin air. Raining blood scattered in the sea air, and countless fine pieces of meat hit the beach, the sea, and the dilapidated buildings like hail falling from the sky.
In a small town.
"Roar!" Like the roar of the beast king, a tiger roar that resounded throughout the nine heavens traveled through the void, directly shaking the heads of the remaining low-level monsters to pieces and causing their orifices to bleed.
This... what is this? Where did that sword light come from? Where did the blood thunder come from? Where did the beast roar come from? Because they were in the clouds, the three people from the Shenfeng Sect were able to save their lives. They saw the sword light slashing through it.
, tens of thousands of demon beasts and the Holy Whale Demon King evaporated out of thin air. Master Yan Kong only felt a buzzing in his ears and his mind went blank.
Xuan Fuzi was so frightened that he was trembling all over. His face was pale and there was no trace of blood.
Xin Fuzi's condition was a little better. When he looked toward the sea with a panic expression, he saw a young man in white robe rushing towards him from the distance. He saw that the young man had a ferocious face, and waves were coming with him as the center.
The killing intent surged like a waterfall.
He was like a devil walking out of hell. The purple pearl on his head, which originally symbolized auspiciousness, now looked like a magic weapon in the hands of the Ming King of Destruction. Beside him, there were thousands of swords spitting out gray light.
The flying sword sheds patches of scarlet blood in the flash of light.