Chapter 129 Letter Blood Resentment Sphere

The war continues. According to the current situation, if the two sides do not completely destroy each other, they can't find the secrets hidden in the caravan. Moreover, Huang Wuji guessed that what the two thieves wanted was probably related to the two letters in his hand.

Huang Wuji did not look at the scared horse thief and raised the letter. He saw that the iron pen and silver hook were strong and powerful, but there was a trace of softness hidden in the words. If he didn't look carefully, he would literally think that it was written by an open and aboveboard man. Unfortunately, Huang Wuji has read countless chapters, and he is also a calligrapher. When a person writes a letter, he can't help bringing a trace of emotion into his heart. There are only four big words "Dong Gong Qinqi" on the envelope.

Holding two letters, Huang Wuji did not pay attention to hundreds of horse thieves in full view of the public. He tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter paper inside. The first letter was scanned at a glance. There was no substantive content, but wrote how to worship Dong Gong and Suhai Palace and so on.

After opening the second letter, Huang Wuji knew that the drama was coming. It did not mention the name of the writer, but made a series of promises. As long as the Dong family can help him ascend the throne, he can seal the Suhai Palace as the state religion, and Duke Dong can also be awarded the title of national teacher. He enjoys the privilege of recruiting disciples in the territory of the Great Barbarians, and also has the benefits of opening mountains and establishing a sect, and making the land as a king.

After reading the letter, Huang Wuji secretly sneered in his heart. Unexpectedly, the battle for the great barbarian throne had reached the point of white heat, and he actually wanted to involve the Fangwai sect. If these two letters are delivered, the Suhai Palace may really agree. Later generations have tried their best to invade the Middle-earth. If it hadn't been for his great luck to unify the Middle-earth and eradicate all the remnants in the Middle-earth, maybe the Middle-earth has become the back garden outside the territory.

Hundreds of horse thieves looked at Huang Wuji standing there in a daze with a letter in his hand. His heart moved. A horse thief approached quietly, raised the horse-killing knife in his hand, cut straight down to his neck, and could hear the sound of breaking through the air.

Huang Wuji did not raise his head. His left hand instantly waved a torrent of spiritual power and hit the body of the horse thief. Suddenly, the spiritual power invaded the body. With a bang, the horse thief's whole body was torn apart, and the blood was directly blown away, and countless pieces of meat fell on the body of other horse thieves.

"Kill••••••!" When the horse thieves saw their companions dead, they suddenly aroused blood. They raised their machet knives and surrounded Huang Wuji. They wanted to cut him into pieces to relieve their hatred and avenge their companions who had been together for several years.

Unfortunately, they found the wrong target. Hundreds of thieves rode horses and just approached 100 meters. Huang Wuji waved casually. The majestic spiritual power was like a wild horse galloping, and the spiritual power hit dozens of horses that came first. It was like thunder. The horse thief's mount exploded in an instant. Dozens of horses under his body broke into pieces and splashed everywhere. The spiritual power penetrated the horse's back. The horse thief had no time to react, like a sharp sword, straight into the heart.

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Horse thieves are not fools. Although friendship is always there, they know which is more important than their own lives. Even if the brothers are good, women may turn against each other for the sake of money and life. How much has happened in the past and now, not to mention that they have only been together for a few years.

The horse thieves did not dare to do it, which did not mean that Huang Wuji did not dare to do it. He put the letter paper back into the envelope. As soon as he thought moved, all two letters disappeared in their hands, as if in the storage ring, he looked at hundreds of horse thieves with indifferent eyes.

Hundreds of horse thieves' scalps were numb by Huang Wuji's eyes, as if they had been targeted by the wild beasts, and they wanted to stay away. Unfortunately, things didn't go well. Huang Wuji's footsteps were like shrinking into an inch, and the distance of thousands of meters was instantly narrowed, and he stood in front of the horse thief.

At first, a spiritual force was like a storm, slapping the horse thief's spirit. His whole body suddenly burst like a balloon. Even sitting on the horse could not escape bad luck. The horse collapsed and the meat flew. The horse thieves saw that the man was too strong. Killing people like killing a dog. It was not an opponent at all. They shouted loudly: "The idea is pierce the hand. Let's go!"

The thief turned around and wanted to return to the main force. He hoped that the demon-like guy in front of him would not dare to keep up. Driving, hundreds of horse thieves urged the war horse. Strange things happened. The war horse seemed to have been cast a fixed spell. The four hoofs were like flying, but they just stood in place and couldn't run out. The horse thief beat the war horse with a leather whip, trying to get out of this ghost-like space quickly.

"Run, did you run!" At this time, Huang Yao didn't know what it was. Huang Wuji put his hands in front of him, and the two spiritual power in his palms were like infinite black holes, nailing hundreds of horse thieves tightly in place. The invincible world seemed to swallow the mountains and rivers.

"Come back!" Huang Wuji pulled his hands back, and hundreds of war horses did not advance but retreated. Hundreds of horse thieves sitting on the war horses showed panic, as if they had met demons and monsters. The pupils were full of strong resentment of despair and unwillingness to die.

"I'll let you go. Go to hell!" The two spiritual forces in Huang Wuji's hand suddenly flowed back like mountains and seas, bursting out a suction beyond everything. The spiritual power of the two groups was getting bigger and bigger, and the aura around them was also added to it. A huge vacuum spiritual power group enveloped hundreds of horse thieves and their horses.

The horse thieves fell from the war horse and looked at the transparent spiritual group one by one. They lay on the edge and wanted to rush out. They punched and kicked to break the spiritual group. Everything was in vain. The glazed spiritual group was like a copper wall and iron wall. Any rough action of the horse thief was in vain.

The hands were slowly separated, and the spiritual group was getting bigger and bigger. Huang Wuji closed his eyes, with a cold smile on his face, and a sudden soft sound. The hands were combined. The huge spiritual group seemed to be a punctured balloon. The surrounding earth was shaking, the grass was flying, and pieces of black soil were shaken out, imitating A hurricane passed by, and the square kilometers were directly razed to the ground, and no grass was born.

It can only be seen that the spiritual power group the size of a table is full of bright red blood, and pieces of white broken bones follow the blood river. Hundreds of horse thieves and horses are directly crushed into pieces by the spiritual group. The screams of hundreds of people before death are like ghost crying wolves howling and roaring, breaking the bones of the whole body inch by inch. The skeleton, which was as painful as hell, could only watch his arms bend and twist and break little by little, and then squeeze each other into broken bones.

Huang Wuji held the table-sized spiritual power group in his hand, as if he could see countless grievances roaring unwillingly in it. He wanted to rush out to cram and extract bones and eat it alive. The pre-death resentment stained the bloody river floating in the aura. The gray, the almost endless resentment, will only numb the scalp at a glance and take away the mind.

Huang Wuji held the aura mass like a small river of hell's blood and walked towards the battlefield of the two thieves. The number of 50,000 to 60,000 on both sides has been greatly reduced, and tens of thousands of people have been killed and injured on this plain.

Whether it is a black wind thief or a changeable flying fox, there is a secret cry of pain in your heart. Such a huge loss is the first time in a few years. All of them are good at fighting, and death is a great loss.

After killing hundreds of horse thieves, Huang Wuji found that he was wrong. The two letters in the storage ring were not necessarily the main reason for the robbery of the caravan by the two major horse thieves. What they really wanted should still be in the caravan guarded by 3,000.

The two thieves came out of what they wanted. Although they didn't know what it was, Huang Wuji also wanted it.

Walking in the rear of the black wind horse thief group, some horse thieves who besieged the caravan also looked like walking in the leisurely court, but there was a huge ball of blood in his hand. I don't know why, at a glance, it seemed to have come to another world. Countless deaths were miserable, and a maggot full of blood stretched out. Pull them into it with both hands.

Where the emperor has passed, the horse thieves seemed to have lost their souls, and their eyes were gray. Except for breathing, there was no fluctuation on their hearts. Like vegetatives who could not speak or move, they fell straight from the horse's back, and the war horses under them also fell to the ground.

The blood cells in Huang Wuji's hand have a reputation. Man is the spirit of all things. He is born with aura. Man has three souls and six souls. It is said that he will be reincarnated in hell after death. Huang Wuji himself does not know whether there is reincarnation or not, but he clearly knows that after death, the soul will instantly leave the body and enter the abyss of hell.

And human death is also divided into many situations, just like what Emperor Wuji has done now. With the sealing technique, all the souls who are ready to go to the hell of the infernal abyss are closed in the spiritual power they made by themselves, temporarily forming a small corpse blood sea world. In addition, these people were killed by Huang Wuji's own hands. The resentment before death was well preserved. The gray gas floating on the blood river was the resentment.

Resentment has little effect on people with profound cultivation. For example, when entering the Danqi realm, most of them are bloody and masculine, and their thoughts are like yang. It is impossible for resentment to affect their will. Unless it is possible for monsters in the infernal abyss hell to be born, or it is also possible to be haunted by all ghosts.

Although these horse thieves killed a lot of people and were surrounded by a trace of murderous intent, their cultivation was too low and their killing intention was insufficient. They could only be swallowed up by resentment and turned into a living corpse.

Wherever the emperor passes, there will be pieces of horse thieves falling. Their minds are all sucked into the blood resentment ball, and the power of the blood resentment ball is also growing. If you can kill all the 60,000 horse thieves, and all the resentment and resentment can be poured into it, it may become a good magic weapon.

Huang Wuji has this idea in his heart. The entry magic weapon of the ancient magic door blood river religion. With the more people kill, the more resentment and soul they collect, the more power the blood resentment ball will be. There is the possibility of infinite growth. It is also one of the magic weapons that all people must practice in the blood river religion.

The blood resentment ball is different from the general magic weapon. It does not need to be refined by a refiner. It uses its own spiritual power as the carrier, using the unique sealing technique of blood river religion, sealing resentment and resentment and resentment. With the growth of cultivation, the blood resentment ball absorbs more and more resentment. With the unique skills of the blood river religion, it can be created in an instant. A place that is no less than the most gloomy place, using the skill of entangling thousands of ghosts will devour the enemy's soul and die, and the blood of the whole body will also be sucked dry to warm up the resentment soul in the blood and resentment ball.

The blood and resentment ball in Huang Wuji's hand is not complete. The temporary ability can only absorb people's minds from the air and suck the resentment into it. Due to the incomplete skills of the soul door, it must be absorbed by yourself, and it cannot be absorbed through the air for the time being. However, even so, for Huang Wuji, the effect is already very good in the days when there is no magic weapon.

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