Chapter 171 You kill one person! I kill 100 people

Lingyin Village has now been blocked. Not only this village, but it is difficult for the whole town. Thousands of mortals are now under control.

This is a region that belongs to mortals, but they have encountered uninvited guests. After another, all the mortals feel terrible characters have come. They fly to the sky and take human lives like searching for things. In the eyes of mortals, they are gods.

But the gods are unkind, but they have turned into demons.

mortals don't understand who caused the incident and where the disaster came about. Their powerless resistance was a trick of fate. A demon, as soon as they pointed out, their bodies were blown up and died regretfully.

How many flesh-and-blood kinships, how many life and death separations are being staged all the time. They are simple and the enemy is too fierce.

At this moment, above Lingyin Village, there are large dark clouds, like the doomsday. In the dark clouds, there are countless cold eyes overlooking the earth, which are the murderers who make mortals desperate.

These people are the strong men of the four alliances, but in front of them, there is still a figure. It is an old man with evil face and blood fog all over. He closed his eyes. He sits in the empty position, just facing the end of the village, and in the position of the end of the village, there is an ancient well, erupting a magic flame, which is shocking.

The blood fog around the old man is not his own breath, but the formation of boundless killing. The more mortals he kill, the stronger the blood fog.

In the dark clouds behind him, it can be proved that the blood fog around many monks is different, and some have even completely submerged their bodies, which proves that he has killed many mortals. Compared with these people, the blood fog around him is nothing.

Of course, if you kill a mortal, you will die for ten years. If a monk kills, Shouyuan will have dried up and died, but thousands of monks will assign this so-called shackle will be extremely small.

In a sense, this is destined to be recorded in the annals of the world of practice. It is really rare to slaughter such a large number of mortals from ancient times to the present.

"Puff..."

In the dark clouds, although there are countless monks, there are four different in the front, and the breath of the four people is the most powerful. Headed by these four people, the rear monks are also divided into four rows, separated from each other, indicating that these are four different forces.

One of the four people in the front is surrounded by Buddha's light, elegant and detached, but all monks, including those mortals, know that this person is not as merciful and compassionate as everyone imagines, but an indifferent hand, because the blood fog around him is extremely strong, which can only prove that he The number of mortals killed is not a small number. As for the three people side by side with him, the blood fog is very small, which can even be said to be very small, which is in sharp contrast to him.

This man is the real master. At this moment, his face suddenly changed, spewing out a stream of blood, and his whole body kept trembling.

It was also the moment when he spewed blood. The other three looked here at the same time, and even the evil old man sitting in the void in the front trembled.

"Is he coming?"

In the dark clouds, there was an indifferent inquiry, and then the hum of the iron sword appeared involuntarily, and the cold light flashed. A man in black robe appeared in front of Master Yizhen holding a big iron sword.

This person was defeated by Xue Hao, and later he bypassed his life. Now he is the leader of the Sword and Demon Alliance, Shangguan Sword Demon.

His words are as cold and concise as ever, but if Xue Hao sees him again at this moment, he must be a little surprised. Therefore, people's cultivation is better than in the past, and they have gone a hundred feet further and have been promoted to the later stage of foundation.

With his body flashing here, the other two also appeared in front of a real master with a greatly changed face. The other two were Nangong Xianer, the leader of the Snow League, and Fang Yang, the leader of the Tianmen Alliance, all of whom had a quarrel with Xue Hao in the past.

Nangong Xianer's demeanor is still the same, with colorful skirts, graceful bodies, elegant postures, and no blood fog all over her body. It is indeed inappropriate to appear in such a place, such as an unstained fairy, but if you see the colors in her watery eyes, these impressions will definitely change immediately, because The hatred in her eyes could not be concealed, stronger than anyone present.

"Xue Hao. I, Nangong Xian'er, swear that if I don't have the strength to kill you, I will never appear in front of you..." This is the oath I made in my heart when Nangong Xian'er left in that valley.

Now, she has done it. She is not lacking in strength, not only like Shangguan Jianmo, but also in the later stage of promotion, but also the power of the alliance and the net laid against Xue Hao!

In her heart, as long as Xue Hao dares to come, he will be unable to fly, and he can't even kill him with his own hands. Although this is regrettable, it is enough for her.

She thought that every time Xue Hao faced her indifference, she couldn't help but control her emotions, but now in her opinion, this suffering is about to be relieved.

As for Fang Yang, he also has a breakthrough in cultivation, and his breath is more powerful. His self-confidence is stronger and stronger in his eyes. He is dressed in white and there is no blood fog all over his body.

These three are all great heroes, arrogant, and will not be as notorious as a real master. Therefore, there is no other reason for this kind of killing mortals, and they disdain to do it.

"Uh..." Master Yizhen's face was a little pale, and he moaned with difficulty. In the close gaze of the three people, he slightly recovered the disordered breath in his body, and his face softened a little. He said, "Xue Hao, you may have known our plan, because the poor monk relies on Buddhism to place a trace of branding on the token. It has been destroyed."

Master Yizhen finished speaking, and his eyes flashed solemnity. Just now, at the moment when the brand was destroyed, Master Yizhen felt it and was counterattacked, but what shocked him was that although it was just a glance, he felt Xue Hao's strength and improved a lot. Compared with the past, it seemed that he was not in the same file. Second.

"Oh? Will he be timid and dare not come? Fang Yang opened his mouth with a smile.

"No!" Before waiting for the real master to respond, Shangguan Jianmo next to him opened his mouth first. When he mentioned the name, the big iron sword behind him began to buzz again.

"Why? If I came to die for these mortals, would you be willing to do this kind of thing? Fang Yang did not panic and took a look at Shangguan Jianmo.

"He won't come! Then I'll find him later! If you don't kill him! I can't fill my hatred!" Nangong Xianer's beautiful face was full of murder.

"He will come! Because now his strength has become stronger, and even if all four of us break through the realm, the poor monk has a hunch that compared with last time, his strength has changed dramatically!" The solemn color in Master Yizhen's eyes is getting stronger and stronger. Thinking of what happened before, he is like a thorn in his back.

"It's just that you are afraid of him! If he comes! Because of the inheritance of the ancient well, the old man explained that he could not be killed for the time being, but we will fight with him! Let me show you!" Fang Yang's self-confidence is unparalleled, not only because of the breakthrough, but also because he realized the secret art of the purple gas from the east to a new level, and his combat power soared several levels.

"He only said one sentence..." Master Yizhen wanted to speak and stopped. There was no need to doubt the fear in his heart. In addition, he killed the most mortals. If Xue Hao killed people, he would certainly be the first to take the brunt.

"Ty!" Three people asked at the same time.

"Kill one person, and I will kill you 100 people!"

As soon as this statement came out, the three people present couldn't help taking a cold breath. It was not that they had strong strength and were afraid at this moment, but because in their minds, they could imagine the expression of Xue Hao's words at that time.

Because they have all experienced Xue Hao's power, not only in terms of cultivation strength, but also invincible will, just like in the swamp that day, Xue Hao forcibly killed ten people who injured two small beasts.

Half-sound...

"Since he has this confidence! Isn't that a good thing for you and me?" Just as the four people had different faces, the voice of the evil old man came from the front.

Hearing this, all four of them looked at him, and no one spoke, and they were deeply afraid of this person.

"I promise you that he will come! As long as you follow my requirements, not only the great revenge can be revenged, but also the golden elixir can also be built. What does the golden elixir mean in today's sealed land?

The evil old man looked at the eyes of the four people. Although the four of them were not ordinary people, they could still see that a flash of fine light clearly flashed in their eyes.

"Let all the kindness and resentment be solved when he comes. I believe that before that, he should break through your so-called trap. Otherwise, this long-awaited saint body will be sorry for my desire!"

In this last sentence, the evil old man did not say it.

At this moment, Xue Hao has already known that this person is Elder Wu, who has been ungrateful to Xue Hao since he entered the world.

Although it has not been successful, in terms of Xue Hao's understanding, few people present can beat him!

It's time to hate. The hatred between Elder Wu and Xue Hao is no less than the four, but for him, everything in the past has already disappeared and is nothing, because the ending is about to be revealed.

In the past, he was a Jindan monk. He had two opportunities in his life and used it once. This was his last chance.

Although after a long period of adjustment, his appearance has recovered and is no longer like the stolen disciple, this body is extremely inappropriate.

"Is this ancient well inheritance really a demon god?" Fang Yang asked.

"What are the benefits if I lie to you? Moreover, not to mention that my cultivation is suppressed now, even if it is not suppressed, do you have the power to fight back in the face of your four major leagues? Elder Wu laughed, but he pretended to be gentle, but when everyone looked at it, he still felt creepy.

The four strong men nodded to agree. What Elder Wu said is indeed reasonable, because this is the reality today. Don't dare to disove from the four alliances, no matter whether you used to be Yuanying or Jin Dan.

"Do it!" After saying this to the four people, Elder Wu closed his eyes and said nothing, and once again aimed his body at the ancient well with a square flame.

"It's the turn of the real alliance." Fang Yang took a look at the master for a while and returned to the original place with Nangong Xianer and Shangguan Jianmo.

The slaughter of mortals will be carried out every once in a while, and the four major alliances alternate. Otherwise, no matter how many mortals would have been slaughtered long ago.

At this time, it's just the turn of a real alliance.

"Go..." Master Yizhen's face is a little ugly. If he put it before, he will be extremely excited, because the slaughter of mortals will bring him pleasure, but now, this pleasure has been replaced by strong worries.

"Yes!"

In the real alliance, a large number of monks flew out, all surrounded by blood fog, with evil faces, divided into countless directions, crossed the sky, and came to every corner of Lingyin Village, including the town.

The doors of every family are closed, and the villagers gather together, cling to each other, with a look of apprehenment on their faces. They may die anytime and anywhere.

Those monks like this kind of pleasure and the struggle and fear of death in front of mortals.

Lingyin Village, more than half of the villagers have died. They have been slaughtered as a family...

Within a low square, the pattern of picking up leaks, rough tea and light rice, placed on the kang. A man, a woman and two half a hundred old people are looking for shelter from other villagers. They are different from each other villagers, but they are relatively calm and are actually eating.

If Xue Hao is here, he will definitely recognize that this bungalow is exactly where he and his sister lived in childhood. Everything is so familiar, and the two old men are their uncles and aunts.

"My wife, is your guess true?" Although both of them were calm, the old woman, obviously pretended to be, and her hands holding chopsticks were still trembling violently.

"What's the panic? If the old man guessed correctly, these demons must have come for Haoer and Linger. Do you remember the sudden disappearance of the two dolls in those years?" The old man wolfed his mouth and did not have the same sense of crisis as other mortals. He said while eating.

"Oh... I don't remember. I haven't figured out what's going on so far!" The old woman sighed, put down her chopsticks, looked at the old man and said.

"The two dolls were given to us by the gods. They must be unusual. Although the old man is a mortal, it can't be seen that these demons are not only far from the gods, but also very fierce! You know, when a man and a woman, handsome and beautiful woman, gave me two dolls, bowed to me, which scared me.

"So what? Hao'er and Ling'er are missing. Are you worthy of the god's entrustment? The old woman still said worriedly.

"The old man had a dream last night that Haoer came back and flew down. He was simply a god and killed those demons, so we don't have to worry about it."

"Wow... can you believe the dream?"

"What should I do? If you are dead, it's better to have a full meal. It's not too late to leave!" The old man also looked at it, put down his chopsticks and stared at the old woman.

"Oh..." The old woman stood up and took a look at the two rooms in the inner room. There was a small bed, a small bedding, and the embroidered shoes under the bed, all of which seemed to be brand-new. In fact, this is the result of more than 20 years that the old woman has been tidying up and wiping every day.

"Waiting for more than 20 years, the two dolls still haven't come back... Whoo-woo..." The old woman looked at the items in the room, touched the scene and cried.

"Well, don't cry. If a demon comes, even if Haoer and Linger come back, you can't see them!" The old man stopped the old woman anxiously and continued with a reproachful face, "I have been crying for more than 20 years, but I haven't cried enough. You old lady can't do big things, can't do big things."

The old woman immediately stopped crying and scolded, "You did a big thing again. Go outside and kill a demon for me?"

Hearing this, the old man shut up, and the back color no longer became the same as before, but sighed heavily: "Do you think of two dolls, old man? Even if I die, the old man also want to see Haoer and Linger.

Hearing this, the old woman raised her head, looked at the old man, and said softly, "How can I not know that you miss them more than the old lady. You have dreamed of them all day long. For decades, you just farted. Old lady, I also know what you eat today."

"Oh... Although they are the children of the gods, they have always been treated as my own children in the old man's heart..."

Speaking of this, the old man was not afraid of shame. Tears slipped down his yellow old face, crying more than the old woman before.

"Ok... You are still doing great things..." The old woman stretched out her hand full of age and wiped his tears, and then the two old men hugged each other and couldn't stop sobbing.

"It's good for our husband and wife to die together..."

"Wang Wang..."

At this moment, a few clear dog barks came from far to near, which greatly changed the faces of the two old people. Then, the barking turned into a whining.

"It's coming... It's coming... It's going to die! This dog was raised by Lao Zhang's family in the village. The devil has killed their house, and we are not far from death..." The old man couldn't help shouting. The two old men lost their calm at this moment, hugged each other and trembled.