Chapter 135 Out of the Wild Wolf Field

Huang Wuji's sentence attracted the attention of all the 4,000 people present, including the variable flying fox and the black wind thief, who pricked up their ears one by one, as if waiting for the final judgment in the execution ground.

"I'm sorry, you can die!" Huang Wuji's words sounded in everyone's minds like a bolt from the blue. Some caravan bosses who came to his sense first looked at Huang Wuji and shouted crazily, "You are lying. You don't have the right to decide our life and death. You are the devil. Go to hell!"

The caravan boss was crazy and completely crazy. He raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed Huang Wuji's head. The guards around him and the boss of the caravan also found that Huang Wuji did not seem to be joking. His heart was cold, and he would die sooner or later. It was better to fight to the death. Maybe there was still a chance to survive.

Of course, there are some timid and afraid people. When most people resist with swords, they slowly come behind the crowd and quietly want to slip away from behind while others are not paying attention.

Unfortunately, within ten miles, it almost belongs to the world of blood resentment balls. Those who want to escape, at the moment they walk out of the guard circle, the fine blood connected to the bloody world on the top of their heads suddenly turned into a thick blood column of thumbs, swallowing up the blood of the escaped person in an instant, and you can also see a gray shadow in the blood. The column struggled to be sucked into the blood resentment ball, and the person who fell to the ground seemed to be exposed to the sun.

Many people have seen the end of the runaway before their death. Despair and helplessness surround their hearts. The end of despair and fear is anger, red eyes like beasts, emitting a slight red light, and violent emotions are full of them.

"Brothers, after all, it's all death. We have fought with this devil. Maybe we still have a glimmer of life. Pick up your swords and rush..." A guard, like a warrior among thousands of people, shouted slogans, raised his sword high, and ran towards the emperor's infinite like a wild horse. The weapon in his hand emitted a cold light and stabbed straight to his chest.

Huang Wuji stood still as if nothing had happened. He had to admire the courage of the guard. Now he still has the will to resist, and he is encouraged to drive more people to join the battle with himself. In fact, as the guard said, at the moment when the guard drew his knife and rushed to Huang Wuji, more people joined in it, like a bull in anger, trying to smash the person in front of him who blocked his way.

More and more people rushed to Emperor Wuji with swords. It was the infinite will to survive. They forgot about life and death. There was only one thought in their minds, that is, to kill the demon in front of them, so that they could start a new life.

Seeing this, Huang Wuji had to admire the brilliance of human nature. When they forget the power of life and death, just like facing millions of masters, ordinary masters of Danqi. When they see such a scene, their first thought is probably to temporarily avoid the edge.

However, Huang Wuji is not an ordinary master of Danqi, nor is he the kind of person who can be scared casually. In later generations, hundreds of years of war have already tempered his heart like a rock, and he will not be shaken by anything. Even if it is a real million heroes, standing in front of him, there is only one thought in his heart that "kill..."

What's more, there are some mortal ants in front of them. Their lives have long been controlled in the hands of the blood resentment ball. As long as there is one thought, all people will be directly sucked blood by the blood resentment ball, devour their souls and die.

Looking at how many people are there, Huang Wuji doesn't want to waste his spiritual power. He kills aimlessly one by one, and the thoughts associated with the blood and resentment ball move gently.

The blood resentment ball received the order of the emperor Wuji. The ten-mile-sized sea of blood slowly shrouded down. All the guards and caravan owners were under the sea of blood, like fish in the water about to be caught by the big net. They wanted to struggle and escape, but everything was in vain.

The huge mouth of the unknown demon in the blood resentment ball, the bloody river, and countless strange and miserable resentment souls floating up and down. One by one, they roared and formed a sad howl, echoing on the whole plain. The crowd rushing to the emperor Wuji, heard the terrible wailing, standing in place in a daze, with thumbs in between. The thick blood column was united, and countless souls in the five-meter-sized blood column were dragged into the sea of blood by a big gray and pale hand.

In an in anxunary moment, all those who rebelled against the Emperor Wuji seemed to have turned into human dry. They fell to the ground one by one, exuding a bloody majestic wind. The dry suddenly turned into dust and drifted away with the blood wind to the distance of the sky, which was also regarded as leaving the bloody world.

In the blink of an eye, half of the people present died, and the desperate determination just raised by the rest of the people was also extinguished. Desperation and fear of helplessness appeared in everyone's hearts again. Some of the same people sat on the ground helplessly in the face of death, and more people who were afraid of death were like snotting on the street, chasing The stupid people chased everyone, and a stench floated out of his trousers.

Huang Wuji picked up the ever-changing flying fox, holding Pang Wanshan, and kicked the black wind thief into the crowd with one foot. Like a stream of clouds and flowing water, it was like a breeze under his feet, walking bleeding and complaining ball.

On the edge of the bleeding and resentment ball, I saw the sea of blood covering the sky, like a fierce beast from ancient times. He opened his huge mouth, swallowed everyone into his stomach, and opened two hiccups. The emperor felt that the quality of the blood resentment ball had been slightly improved.

With thousands of guards and tens of thousands of horse thieves, almost everyone has a little cultivation. The flesh and blood have been transformed by Reiki all year round, and the soul is much stronger than ordinary people. The quality of the best lander of the blood resentment ball will be slightly improved.

Otherwise, if it is replaced by ordinary people who know a little about fists and feet, even millions of people may not be able to evolve the blood resentment ball of the best earth. After solving the obstacles on the plain, Huang Wuji did not stay. He rose from the wind and flew rapidly to the north, as if he didn't care about the consumption of spiritual power.

In the process of flying, hundreds of meters away from the center of the wild wolf, Huang Wuji saw the team moving in the direction he had just arrived. On the flag flying first was a giant wolf with fangs and roaring up to the sky. Even if it is far away, Huang Wuji can feel that a fierce spirit of the wolf clan is coming towards him.

"Wild Wolf and Horse Thiefs!" Seeing the white wolf flag, Huang Wuji immediately thought of the uncrowned king in the wild wolf field. At this time, the leader of the wild wolf and horse thieves, if he felt something, looked up at the sky, and saw a golden streamer flashing by, and a divine light shining the sky in his eyes. He thought for a moment and continued to go deep into the center of the wild wolf field.

Looking at the movement of the wolf and horse thieves, Huang Wuji also guessed what they wanted to do. However, the wild wolf and horse thieves went for nothing. All the people were killed by Huang Wuji. The goods in the caravan were in the storage ring. Even if there were omissions, the wolf and horse thieves could only take advantage of the fun and return empty-handed.

The changeable flying fox with blurred eyes remained as it was, but Pang Wanshan was very sober, and he also saw the ant-like moving shadow. Looking at the wild wolf flying quickly from the corner of his eyes, he stared at the wind pressure and reluctantly raised his head to Huang Wuji, who was focusing on controlling spiritual flight. He sneered in his heart. It would be the man in front of him. People's biggest mistake is also the biggest disaster.

Throughout his life, Huang Wuji felt something. He looked down, just in the cunning eyes of Pang Wanshan and sneered at the guy in his hand. An interesting idea suddenly appeared in his heart. His left hand deliberately trembled, as if he could not be grasped.

This action scared Pang Wanshan. He grasped Huang Wuji's left hand tightly like a frightened bird. No matter how he shook it to death, he didn't let go, like a naughty dog, he didn't move.

After shaking several times, seeing Pang Wanshan's extremely funny round face, Huang Wuji was no more interested and flew forward at full speed. According to the calculation of Huang Wuji, flying at full speed at the cost of spiritual power can fly out of the range of the wild wolf field in about two hours.

Huang Wuji flew and suddenly found that he seemed to have forgotten something. He looked down at his hands and laughed. His precious daughter Huang Yao disappeared.

With the loss of Huang Yao, Huang Wuji was not nervous at all. The spiritual contract between the two told Huang Wuji that Huang Yao not only did not lose it, but also was also beside her side, and turned around mischievously and did not stop for a moment.

For nearly two months in the caravan, Huang Wuji did not sit in the car and did not move anything. This period of free time has given Huang Wuji more understanding of Huang Yao and developed a new ability, that is, to travel through the void and shuttle freely in the disorderly space turbulence.

This kind of random shuttle space seems to be Huang Yao's instinct, and it is also an inadvertent discovery by Huang Wuji. For his good daughter's practice of concealing and not repaying, he is quite angry and teaches the little guy's buttocks well.

"Come out, girl, don't mess around!" Huang Wuji seemed to talk to himself in the open sky. The clear voice also reached Pang Wanshan's ears. The old man raised his head and looked around and found that there was no one. He thought that Huang Wuji was crazy, and his clenched hands clenched one point again.

"Hee hee..."" The pleasant laughter like a silver bell with a milky voice suddenly appeared from the top of the emperor Wuji. The sky seemed to be cut open. A black crack with unordered destruction appeared in the sky. A little girl with a sheep's horn braid, a snow-white silk belly pocket, a smart, cute and sweet girl, ran out with her chubby little feet.

That's right, he ran to Huang Wuji's side as if he was on the ground. He hugged his neck happily, and his little face rubbed his big face, just like a puppy that hasn't seen its owner for a long time.

"Nercchievous!" Huang Wuji showed a rare warm smile on his face. He grabbed a big living person with his hands, and he could not pinch the round and fat little face that made him addicted. He could only laugh and scold.

"Woman, when the wild wolf field comes out, Dad will give you a fun thing. I'm sure you like it!" Huang Wuji's warm smile is like the melting ice and snow in early spring, which makes people feel like a wisp of spring breeze, and only feels warm in their hearts.

And Pang Wanshan, who was caught in his hand, was dumbfounded at this time. How could there be a little girl on Sha Xing's neck for no reason?

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