I was supposed to engage in the battle in this chapter, but I couldn't restrain myself. I'm sorry to everyone, I just couldn't bear it. Unfortunately, due to limited writing power and space, I couldn't write about the sinking and shining of human nature.
Chapter 612: God Killing, Who is the Ant?
Starting from five years ago, Zhu Wudao ordered the killing of all people with the surname Zuo in the world in order to vent his anger. He also sent troops to the Xuanqi Dharma Soul Realm with the intention of massacring all Zuo Wuzhou's hometown.
Although Wu Xi and others were hiding in hiding, they did not want to keep the news secret. Therefore, Wu Xi often came back in person and traveled around to find out the news.
Every time I came, due to safety concerns, Lian Canghai, Beidou and Tai Sui took turns accompanying me. This move saved Wu Xi's life several times.
Therefore, the True Soul Realm began to kill people with the surname Zuo all over the world, and Wu Xi quickly noticed this move. However, the massacre in his hometown was noticed later.
Wuxi tried to rescue and fight several times, but Zhu Wudao's move was aimed at tempting and forcing Zuo Wuzhou to show up, which led to an ambush and many dangers.
Fortunately, Wu Xi has a "time and space beacon" and is often protected by super saints, so he can escape safely from several dangers.
The True Soul Realm's move to kill those with the surname Zuo was not announced to the whole world at once, but spread slowly, with each country taking turns.
Even when massacring the Xuan Qi Dharma Soul Realm, they were killed a few at a time, taking turns to cut the wheat.
Wu Xi may not have much experience, but after all, Tianhuo and others have rich experience and can see through Zhu Wudao's intention at a glance, which is to try to force Zuo Wuzhou to show up.
Especially after Wu Xi made several attacks, his actions to kill Zuo Alliance became more obvious and more unscrupulous.
Fortunately, the Zuo Alliance had an ulterior motive. This massacre also required several steps - if they were to kill them all at once, how could they induce Zuo Wuzhou to show up?
Fortunately, "Zuo" is originally a minor surname. Although there are trillions of people in the True Soul World, there are not many with the surname Zuo.
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More than ten people flew at low altitude against the wind. Passing by dead cities one after another, corpses soaked in blood piled up into mountains.
Sheng Xibei was pale and bloodless, and whispered in a daze: "I thought this side was safe and peaceful, but I didn't expect that it would be ten times more cruel. It's so cruel, so cruel."
When Luoshuang heard this, his face turned gloomy: "Zhu Wudao, this is the sworn enemy of the alliance leader."
The hearts of Liu Zongyuan and the dozen or so people were drooping. Especially when they thought that such ruthless people would be the targets of their fight, their hearts could not help but feel a little cold.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't say a word, just pursed his lips and flew to the front, took the map to check, and then counted silently: "This is the second district."
Flying to the third nearby district, before Zuo Wuzhou arrived, he already breathed a sigh of relief: "Nothing is happening here for the time being."
The nearby third area has not been massacred by Zhu Wudao and others for the time being.
Wu Xi's eyes were as swollen as red peaches after crying, and she said fiercely: "Second brother, these unscrupulous people have threatened to come every other month, and every time they come, they will slaughter all the people in twenty cities."
"The last time happened about a month ago. Senior Lian and I came here, and we were almost ambushed again."
"If my calculations are correct, this time, someone will come today or tomorrow."
Wu Xi put away her grief and crying. She was not as hard-hearted as her second brother. She was warm-blooded and kind-hearted, and she also had some chivalrous hearts. However, that did not mean that she was weak. None of the four brothers and sisters of the Zuo family was soft-hearted.
Therefore, after being sad and crying, Wuxi decisively turned grief into the power of hatred.
Wu Xi is relatively peaceful and has a far less violent temper than his second brother, which can be seen from the fact that he can hate Zhu Wudao and Shazuo Alliance to the point of itch.
"Second brother, here in my hometown, among the ninety-nine districts, four districts have been killed to the point where there are almost no survivors left." Wu Xi gritted his teeth: "I asked the locals to run away, but it didn't have much effect."
"Every time, the Killing Left Alliance sends a large number of martial saints over. Like a comb, even if they hide in the deep mountains and old forests, it is difficult to escape."
Ronghe District is fine for the time being, Xilin is fine for the time being, and the Zuo family of Zuo Zongwen is fine for the time being.
With deep eyes, Zuo Wuzhou stared for a long time: "The Killing Zuo Alliance is trying to force me to show up. The purpose is to prevent me from breaking through to the superior level. However, they never imagined that I am not practicing behind closed doors, but going to No. 2
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"Besides, I'm already the best."
A murderous intention suddenly appeared, and Zuo Wuzhou said in a deep voice: "Let's go down and see how many people they send to die this time."
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The massacre by the Killing Left Alliance has caused the area near the massacre to become sparsely populated.
Rumors spread everywhere, and the common people were panicked and fled to other areas as if they were fleeing. However, at the speed of civilians, even if they run away for a year, the Martial Saint can catch up with them in an hour at most.
Although the world is big, it is only the Dharma Soul World. To put it a bit exaggeratedly, one Martial Master can sweep across a Dharma Soul Realm, let alone multiple Martial Saints taking action. Where can they escape?
To civilians, a Martial Saint is like a self-propelled nuclear bomber. As long as he is willing, a Martial Saint can even massacre an entire Dharma Soul World within a year.
The civilians here have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. The only thing they can do is to wait for death to come one after another.
In such a world where force is paramount, the only thing that can protect civilians is not force, but order and system.
When the heavens were created and the earth was created, they set down iron laws. Their purpose was to establish an order and system for the weak. Even if it could not prevent occasional killings, as long as it could prevent the majority of killings, it would be enough.
However, the heavens are dead, who can uphold justice? Who will defend the iron laws and laws again?
When the maintainers and defenders of order and system lose their minds, many things will be lost.
A feeling of emotion settled in his heart. Zuo Wuzhou looked at Sheng Xibei and others. Which one of Sheng Xibei and others had no blood stained on their hands? It can be said that almost every soul monk No. 2 was stained.
shed the blood of civilians.
Because, there is no order and system to limit people and force in No. 2.
In No. 1, every soul monk has the ability to kill a large number of civilians. However, almost no one does this. Normally, even in a battle between two mortal enemies, civilians are often avoided.
This is not only because of order and system. The system will restrict the large-scale killing of civilians, but it is difficult to control the spread of small-scale fighting and so on.
But why do the soul monks here hardly kill civilians?
Zuo Wuzhou looked at the sky and suddenly felt something. Maybe it was because almost every soul monk here had received a systematic education. Even the most unborn soul monks had received a complete and systematic education in the soul academy.
Culture and education.
Ninety percent of the number two soul monks are illiterate. Basically every one of the number one soul monks has the cultural literacy to recite a poem.
Differences in culture and education have shaped the bottom line of morality and conscience of Soul Monk No. 1. This makes Soul Monk No. 1 generally not a good person, nor noble in any way. They have weapons of mass destruction, but rarely target civilians.
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This is a very inconspicuous, even funny, sentiment.
But it was precisely because of this realization that many years later, No. 2 Xia San San and many Xia San San ended the war and returned to order.
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It's sparsely populated and there's no escape.
Many civilians could only stay and wait to die.
Zuo Wuzhou and his party entered a city and waited in a teahouse. Sheng Beibei couldn't help but be suspicious for a long time: "Leader, this is your hometown? This is the Soul World."
"Well, I was born and raised in the Soul Realm." Zuo Wuzhou was surprised and did not understand this question: "Not only me, but many people today, probably more than half of the martial saints and super saints were born in the Soul Realm.
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Sheng Beiwei looked dumbly at each other and looked at each other with the other super saints, unable to hide the amazement in his heart. He really didn't expect that such a super powerful man could be born in the Dharma Soul World.
Thinking of how No. 2 had laid waste most of the Dharma Soul World, Sheng Xibei felt like he was slapping his head to pieces and begging for food from a golden bowl.
Luoshuang saw Sheng Xixi's intention, and for the sake of the future peace of his hometown, asked: "Leader, how do we maintain...the usual harmonious coexistence and peace here?"
Zuo Wuzhou frowned, this involved too much. He pondered for a moment and said to Wu Xi: "Wu Xi, please talk to Luo Shuang and the others."
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Poof, a head flew into the sky, and the corpse spilled a large amount of blood like a fountain, which was particularly gorgeous in the sunlight.
"Who else?" Zhong Qi glanced at the remaining nineteen martial saints with cold eyes.
A million years ago, the alien soul monks were an extremely powerful soul cultivating sect. It should be noted that the ancestors of every alien soul family were powerful souls or even divine souls.
A powerful Taihun or Divine Soul seals his or her cultivation with a body and blends it into his bloodline, thereby passing on his strength and talent. This is the origin of the Strange Soul monk.
It's a pity that after millions of years, the Yihun lineage has become weak. Every two or three thousand years, the birth of a super saint is already based on talent.
Although Chuan Bubai and Ji Xiaomo are both alien soul monks, they mainly rely on their own talents rather than blood.
On the day when Zhu Wudao and Chuan Bubai arrived at the six major families, Zhong Qi knew that the aloof stance that had remained unchanged for tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of years had finally been broken.
Nineteen martial saints looked at the corpse of their companion half a quarter of an hour ago. Some were moved and shaken by this cruelty, but others insisted on their faith.
A martial saint stepped forward with an expressionless face, his tone was slow, but full of farewell and faith: "Zhong Chaosheng, I will never massacre civilians."
Zhong Qi looked at him coldly: "One of your senior brothers was killed last time. If you don't want to implicate your sect, then swallow this sentence for me. Besides, I remember you, you
Not from a commoner background."
The Martial Saint was silent, then raised his head, shining with an inexplicable brilliance: "Super Saint, this is my personal decision and has nothing to do with the decision of my Fenghuo Sect. Although I am not a civilian, we slaughter civilians like this
, is to disrupt order.”
"If one person disrupts order today, there will be a second one, and then countless others. Sooner or later, the world will lose order, and the order and system our ancestors have finally established will all collapse. At that time, if we don't die, we will
My relatives and friends will also die."
"They are just unarmed civilians. I will never kill them..."
The Martial Saint's head exploded like a watermelon. Zhong Qi said fiercely: "If you don't kill me, you will be killed." After a pause, he said coldly: "Who else?"
The eighteen martial saints were silent.
This scene is not the first time that this scene has occurred. Almost every time the Martial Saint is sent to carry out a massacre mission, someone resists and resolutely refuses to carry out the mission.
Several times, even several sects resisted. Then, they were all killed.
It doesn't matter. Resistance is resistance. As long as it is not open resistance, it is enough. As long as they have been on a mission once, it is not up to them how to take the future.
Zhong Qi sneered: "Then let's go, I'm here waiting for good news from you all."
Watching this single soul subordinate lead the eighteen martial saints away and disappear. Zhong Qi slumped down and fell into the pulpy soil, his face completely pale.
Do you think I am willing to massacre civilians? Do you think I have presided over the massacre of so many civilians and have never had a bad conscience and feel at ease?
They have gone crazy to kill the Left Alliance. Either those civilians will die, or we will die.
I was forced to do it and had no choice.
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Shanhunxiaocheng led eighteen martial saints to the sky above a city.
A wisp of compassion flashed across his eyes, and the single-spirited inferior said coldly and cruelly: "Kill"
The eighteen martial saints were silent and flew low. As soon as they stretched out their arms, there was a roaring and roaring sound that shook the world.
A mouthful of tea soaked on the tip of his tongue, and the fragrance exploded. Zuo Wuzhou raised his head and said: "Here it comes."
"In a city one thousand three hundred miles away." Sheng Xibei nodded, eager to try: "One inferior, eighteen martial saints. Do you want to take action now?"
"Wait a minute." Zuo Wuzhou comforted the anxious Wu Xi, calmed down, outlined the direction of the group of people in his mind, and silently activated "Hidden Dragon Soul".
Holding back his breath, he blinked and let his soul stretch thousands of miles quietly. Holding back his mind again, Zuo Wuzhou raised his head: "I leave this place to you."
Grabbing Wu Xi, a group of super saints suddenly jumped out of the teahouse and flew up to the sky: "Kill, no one will be left alive."
Traveling more than a thousand miles only took a moment and a half. Soon, the fastest Zuo Wuzhou arrived with a blast, carrying an explosive aura.
Over the city thousands of miles away, more than a dozen people who were massacring civilians suddenly felt something, and they all went over: "Be careful, a super saint is coming."
The eyes of these eighteen Martial Saints were blurred. Two of them were smashed into slag by Zuo Wuzhou who passed by him. Without any signs of stagnation, they appeared in front of the single soul inferior in the blink of an eye.
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This inferior man's eyesight was much sharper. When he saw the face of the incoming man, his liver and gallbladder burst into tears, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Quick, give the signal, it's the left..."
There was a boom and explosion, and the inferior's chest felt as if he had been hit hard, and all his words were swallowed back to his stomach. Zuo Wuzhou, who was as sinister as a murderous god, put a hand on his head and punched his chest.
The super holy soul was shocked to find that in the face of this terrifying divine power, he had no strength to struggle at all. He was involuntarily hit by Zuo Wuzhou and crashed into a mountain dozens of miles away.
On the other side of the mountain, there was an explosion, and the sky was filled with rubble. The super saint sprayed blood all over the sky. He was hit by Zuo Wuzhou and penetrated three mountains in a row. He was dying amidst the rumbling sound all over the sky.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained. The super saint said sadly: "Zuo Wuzhou, you can't be proud, you won't live long..."
Zuo Wuzhou had no expression on his face, stood up straight, and stepped down with his foot. The man's head shattered into scum: "Scum is scum, whether alive, dead, or..."
Suddenly you felt something. When you raised your head, a point of light instantly hit the sky.
"Well, it's the light shuttle. Want to send back the news of my return?" Zuo Wuzhou thought clearly and said coldly: "It's true as Wu Xi said, they have prepared an ambush at the passage. Once there is a signal,
, can rush to help and ambush at any time."
"Fire Thunder Wings" and "Flaming Hundred Wings" exploded instantly, Zuo Wuzhou was like a billowing wave of fire, soaring up to 90,000 miles. Its speed was much faster than that of the "Light Message Shuttle".
The "Light Information Shuttle" that was about to escape was actually caught by Zuo Wuzhou before it could escape.
Holding the sensor to absorb the information, Zuo Wuzhou crushed it into stars and said solemnly: "I really want to pass on the message."
"'Hidden Dragon Soul'. I want to see if the passage you set up can evade my soul scan."
Activate the "Hidden Dragon Soul" and cover up the soul for scanning. Zhong Qi's cultivation level is just inferior, how can he penetrate the superior soul. Not to mention the inferior soul, the "Hidden Dragon Soul" can isolate the ability of two levels of induction.
, even those with inferior Taihun will probably not be able to sense it.
"Found it." Under the scan of his soul, everything was imprinted in his heart. Zuo Wuzhou was greatly shocked: "When the clock rises, I will take your life first."
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"kill"
The same killing sound brings completely different results.
How can sixteen Martial Saints withstand more than a dozen Super Saints who are like wolves and tigers? They are not even enough to divide them.
In the blink of an eye, several martial saints were immediately blasted to pieces.
Countless civilians rushed out of their homes and onto the streets in fear, looking up at the battle in the sky. They couldn't believe it at first, but soon they cheered under the leadership of a martial artist: "We are saved, we are saved."
As soon as the sound reached his ears, Wu Xi's heart moved and he shouted: "Catch them alive."
Whether you want to live or die, you just do what you want. He is just a martial saint, how can he stop a super saint? There is only one monster like Zuo Wuzhou in millions of years.
Not long after, all the eleven surviving martial saints were captured alive.
Listening to the cheers from the city below, and looking at the eleven martial saints in front of him, Wu Xi couldn't help but burst into tears, and yelled with splitting eyes: "Stop their cultivation and take them down to deal with the people."
Wu Xi stared at these fearful Martial Saints with hatred, and said word by word, "You beasts, don't you think you can kill civilians because of your high cultivation? I will take you down now, see
Look at how you martial saints were killed by civilians without cultivation."
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"No, no, we are martial saints. If we want to die, we don't want to die at the hands of civilians. You kill us." Eleven martial saints howled crazily.
Hundreds of thousands of civilians in the city suddenly felt uneasy when they saw the immortals and adults who had saved them flying down from the sky with these evil men.
Wu Xi wiped away her tears and shouted loudly: "These people who come to kill you will all be left to you to deal with. Whether to kill or behead, it is up to you to remember and do not pull out the needles on their bodies."
Thousands of civilians who were silent looked at each other for a few times, and violently erupted into volcanic cheers: "Long live the immortals, long live the immortals, thank you to the immortals for saving me."
In extreme anger, these civilians, who were regarded as ants, rushed like a tide towards the eleven martial saints who were thrown down and fell half to death.
One mouthful of blood, one mouthful of flesh
The eleven martial saints fell into extreme fear and madness, and let out the most miserable roars. They were drowned and swallowed up by more people like ants.
"It's so... ironic that the almighty god was devoured alive by ants." Luoshuang's mood was complicated.