The war is continuing. According to the current situation, if the two sides do not completely eliminate each other, they will not be able to find the secrets hidden in the caravan. Moreover, Huang Wuji guesses that what the two horse thieves want may be the same as the two things in his hands.
Letter related.
Huang Wuji did not look at the frightened horse thief, and raised the letter. He saw that the iron pen and silver hook were strong and powerful, but there was a hint of femininity hidden in the words. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought that it was written by an upright man based on the words alone.
Write. It's a pity that Huang Wuji has read countless memorials and is also a master of calligraphy. When writing a letter, he can't help but bring in a trace of his heart's emotions. The envelope only wrote four big characters "Dong Gong personally expresses his gratitude"
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Holding two letters, Huang Wuji ignored the hundreds of horse thieves in full view of the public. He tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper inside. He scanned the first letter at a glance. There was no substantive content. He just wrote how
Worship Dong Gong and Suhai Palace, etc.
After opening the second letter, Huang Wuji knew that the real drama was coming. It did not mention the name of the letter writer, but only made a series of promises. As long as the Dong family could help him ascend to the throne, they could seal Suhai Palace.
As a state religion, Dong Gong can also be named a state master, enjoy the privilege of recruiting disciples in the barbarian territory, and also have the benefits of establishing a mountain and establishing a sect, demarcating territory and becoming a king, etc.
After reading the letter, Huang Wuji secretly sneered in his heart. Unexpectedly, the battle for the throne of Daman had reached a fever pitch, and he actually wanted to involve all Fangwai sects. If these two letters were delivered, Suhai Palace might really agree to it.
, later generations of Fangwai tried their best to invade the Middle-earth. If not for the great luck of Emperor Wu, who unified the Middle-earth and eradicated all the remnants of the Fangwai in the Middle-earth, the Middle-earth might have become the back garden of the Fangwai.
Do whatever you want.
Hundreds of horse thieves looked at Huang Wuji standing there blankly with a letter in his hand, and their hearts moved. A horse thieves quietly approached, raised the sword in his hand high, and slashed it straight towards the neck.
Hear the sound of breaking through the air.
Huang Wuji didn't even raise his head, and instantly swung out a torrent of spiritual power with his left hand and hit the horse thief's body. The spiritual power suddenly invaded the body. With a dream, the horse thief's whole body was torn into pieces, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere, and countless pieces of meat were blown away.
The block fell on other horse thieves.
"Kill!" When the horse thieves saw that their companions were dead, they suddenly became bloody and surrounded Huang Wuji with their swords raised high, wanting to chop him into pieces to relieve their hatred.
, by the way, to avenge the companions who have been together for several years.
Unfortunately, they found the wrong target. Hundreds of horse thieves riding war horses had just approached a hundred meters. Huang Wuji waved his hand, and the majestic spiritual power galloped like a wild horse. The spiritual power collided with the dozens of war horses that came first. The roar was like thunder.
, the horse thief's mount exploded instantly, and dozens of war horses beneath him were shattered into pieces, flying everywhere, and the spiritual power penetrated the horse's back. Before the horse thief had time to react, it was like sharp swords that went straight into his heart.
Bang bang bang, the thirty horse thieves in front were all strangled with one move by Huang Wuji. The hundreds of horse thieves behind were so frightened that they tightly reined their horses and did not dare to move. Dozens of them were killed with their hands raised.
The horse was killed, it was too strong.
Horse thieves are not fools. Although friendship is always there, they know which one is more important than their own lives. Even if the brothers are good, for money and a woman's life, they may turn against each other. How many things have happened in the past, let alone how many times we have only been together.
Year.
The horse thieves didn't dare to take action, but that didn't mean that Huang Wuji didn't dare to take action. He put the letter paper back into the envelope. With a thought, both letters disappeared in his hands, as if they were in a storage ring. He looked at the hundreds of horse thieves with indifferent eyes.
Hundreds of horse thieves felt their scalps tingle under Huang Wuji's eyes, as if they were being targeted by wild beasts, and they wanted to stay away. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Huang Wuji's footsteps seemed to shrink into inches, thousands of them
The distance of 300 meters was instantly shortened, and in one step he was standing in front of the horse thief.
At first, a burst of spiritual power was like a strong wind and rain, hitting Tianling, the horse thief. His whole body suddenly exploded like a balloon. Even sitting down on the horse could not escape the bad luck. The horse's body collapsed and pieces of meat flew. When the horse thieves saw it, they came.
The man is too strong, he kills people like dogs, and he is no match for him. He shouted: "The idea hurts my hand, go away!".
The horse thief reined in his horse and turned around, hoping to return to the main force, hoping that the devil-like guy in front of him would not dare to follow him. As they drove, hundreds of horse thieves urged the war horses, and something strange happened. The war horses seemed to have been cast by a restraining spell, and their four hooves
He was striding like flying, but he couldn't run out even if he stood there. The horse thief whipped his horse hard, trying to get out of this ghost-like space as quickly as possible.
"Run, did you run away?" At this time, Huang Yao didn't know where he was. Huang Wuji put his hands in front, and the two groups of spiritual power in his palms were like infinite black holes, pinning hundreds of horse thieves tightly to the spot. That was impossible.
The momentum that dominates the world seems to be swallowing up mountains and rivers.
"Come back!" Huang Wuji pulled back with both hands. Hundreds of war horses did not advance but retreated. Hundreds of horse thieves sitting on the horses looked panicked, as if they had encountered monsters and monsters. Their eyes were full of despair and unwillingness to die.
of strong resentment.
"I let you go, all of you die!" The two groups of spiritual energy in Huang Wuji's hands suddenly seemed like mountains and seas flowing backwards, erupting with a suction force that surpassed everything. The two groups of spiritual energy became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding spiritual energy also joined in.
Among them, a huge vacuum spiritual power group enveloped hundreds of horse thieves and their horses.
The horse thieves fell off their horses and looked at the transparent spiritual power one by one. They lay on the edge and wanted to rush out. They punched and kicked to break the spiritual power, but everything was in vain. The spiritual power was like glass.
The regiment is like an iron wall, and any rough moves made by the horse thieves are in vain.
His hands slowly spread apart, and the spiritual power ball grew bigger and bigger. Huang Wuji closed his eyes, with a cold smile on his face. Suddenly there was a soft pop, and he put his hands together. The huge spiritual power ball was like a punctured balloon.
, the surrounding ground was shaking, the grass was flying, and pieces of black soil were shaken out, as if a hurricane was raging past, and a kilometer radius was directly flattened, without any grass growing.
All that could be seen was that the table-sized spiritual power mass was filled with bright red blood, and pieces of white bone fragments flowed along with the blood river. Hundreds of horse thieves, including men and horses, were directly crushed into pieces by the spiritual power mass.
The screams of hundreds of people before they died were like howls of ghosts and wolves, howling blood and screaming for thousands of times, breaking every bone in the body inch by inch. It was like being in hell-like pain, and you could only look at your arms and limbs.
They were bent and twisted bit by bit, then squeezed together to become broken bones.
Huang Wuji held a table-sized spiritual energy ball in his hand, as if he could see countless wronged souls roaring unwillingly in it, wanting to rush out, pull out his muscles and bones, and eat him alive. The resentment before death floated in the spiritual energy ball.
The blood-colored river is dyed with a layer of misty gray, and the almost endless resentment makes the scalp numb and takes away the mind at a glance.
Huang Wuji held the spiritual energy group that was like a small hellish blood river, and walked towards the battlefield of the two horse thieves. The number of fifty or sixty thousand people on both sides was greatly reduced after a fight, and there were many casualties between them.
Tens of thousands of people were lying on this plain.
Whether it was the Black Wind Thief or the Variety Flying Fox, they were secretly crying in their hearts. This was the first time in several years that such a huge loss had occurred. They were all experienced warriors, and the death of one of them was a huge loss.
After killing hundreds of horse thieves, Huang Wuji realized that he had thought wrongly. The two letters in the storage ring were not necessarily the main reason why the two horse thieves attacked the caravan this time. What they really wanted should be
Still in the caravan guarded by three thousand people.
The two gangs of horse thieves came out in full force to get something. Although they didn't know what it was, Huang Wuji also wanted it.
Walking behind the Black Wind Horse Thieves Group, some of the horse thieves besieging the caravan also looked at Huang Wuji as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, but he was holding a huge pool of blood in his hand. I don't know why, but at a glance, he seemed to be in another place.
In this world, there are countless miserable deaths, stretching out a hand full of maggots covered with blood, and pulling them into it.
Wherever Huang Wuji passed, the horse thieves seemed to have lost their souls, their eyes were a deathly gray color, and except for breathing, there was no movement in their souls. They were like vegetative people who could not speak or move.
He fell off his horse, and the horse underneath him also fell to the ground.
The blood ball in Huang Wuji's hand has a legend. Human beings are the spirits of all things. They are born with spiritual energy. People have three souls and six souls. It is said that they will be reincarnated in the underworld after death. Huang Wuji himself does not know whether there is such a thing as reincarnation, but he
We know clearly that after death, the soul will instantly leave the body and enter the endless abyss of hell.
Moreover, human death can be divided into many situations. Just like what Huang Wuji is doing now, he uses the sealing technique to seal all the souls preparing to go to the Hell of the Abyss in the spiritual power he created, temporarily forming a small corpse.
The world of blood sea. In addition, these people were killed by Huang Wuji himself, and the resentment and resentment before death were well preserved. The layer of gray air floating on the blood river is resentment.
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Resentment has little effect on people with deep cultivation. For example, when entering the alchemy realm, most of them have masculine blood and thoughts like Yang. Resentment wants to affect their will, which is simply impossible. Unless the monsters in the hell of the Infinite Abyss are born.
It is possible, or it is a very dark ghost place, and it is possible that it is haunted by thousands of ghosts.
Although these horse thieves killed many people and had a trace of murderous intent around them, their cultivation level was too low and their murderous intent was insufficient. They could only be swallowed up by their resentment and turned into living corpses.
Wherever Huang Wuji passed, scores of horse thieves would fall, and their minds would all be sucked into the Blood Grudge Ball. The power of the Blood Grudge Ball was also growing. If all 60,000 horse thieves could be killed, all the horse thieves would be killed.
With resentment and resentful souls poured into it, it might become a good low-grade magic weapon.
Huang Wuji has already had this idea in his mind. The Blood Resentment Ball is the introductory magic weapon of the ancient demon sect Blood River Sect. As more people are killed, the more resentment and resentment souls are collected, the more powerful the Blood Resentment Ball becomes. It has unlimited potential.
The possibility of growth is also one of the magic tools that everyone in the Blood River Sect must practice.
The blood resentment ball is different from ordinary magic weapons. It does not require a refiner to refine it. It uses its own spiritual power as a carrier to use the unique sealing technique of the Blood River Sect to seal resentment and resentful souls into it. As the cultivation level increases,
As it grows, the Blood Resentment Ball absorbs more and more resentful souls. With the unique skills of the Blood River Sect, it can instantly create a place that is no less than a ghost land, and use the technique of being haunted by thousands of ghosts to devour the souls of the enemy.
After death, all the blood in the body will be sucked dry, which will be used to warm and nourish the resentful soul in the blood resentment ball.
The Blood Resentment Ball in Huang Wuji's hand is not complete yet. Its temporary ability can only absorb people's minds through the air and suck the resentment into it. Due to the incomplete skills of the soul room door, it must be absorbed by himself. Absorbing through the air is not possible yet.
.But, even so, for Huang Wuji, in the days without magical weapons, the effect was already very good.
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