Chapter 52 Red Light Spot

The world will be in a chaotic war. For ordinary people, it is still as normal, and for the senior officials of the four major forces, they have undoubtedly entered a state of preparation. In the Song Dynasty, neither the king of Jin, who was in charge of the Senate, nor the king of Qi, who led the army, still could not resist the emperor's edict. However, it failed to directly use an edict against the Buddha to station the army arranged by the king of Qi in the wilderness.

And the divine order from the head of the Qingtian God Religion shocked both the monks inside the divine religion and the monks in the world.

"Assist the Song Dynasty to guard the wilderness grassland and prevent tribal attacks in the wilderness"

It's just that these major events in the world have nothing to do with Zhao Feng at this time. The trip of seven consecutive days and seven nights has already made Zhao Feng's physical strength reach its limit.

The passage of time and the outside world have long been far away from Zhao Feng's vision and mind. Today, Zhao Feng is walking on the ladder like those Loulan soldiers. For seven days and seven nights, I still can't see the top or the bottom of the tower. Only the endless light-emitting ladder tells about loneliness.

The stairs spread and saw countless light spots straight to the dark unknown, and a pale and evil face in white revealed perseverance.

No one knows how high the tower is, and no one knows what kind of unknown is at the end of the unknown. Everything requires Zhao Feng to climb the tower step by step to find the answer.

It's not that Zhao Feng doesn't want to use real qi, but when she stepped into the first step, her whole body's cultivation was sealed by an inexplicable force. Even with Zhao Feng's current cultivation, she still can't break the seal.

After another day, Zhao Feng didn't know how many stairs he had walked, let alone where he had reached the tower now. Because there were no windows around him, he couldn't see the scene outside, and the mysterious thing was that the light spot in front of Zhao Feng gradually changed from white to red as he moved forward.

When Zhao Feng stepped out of the ladder belonging to the red light spot, his body was suddenly confused, and there were countless killing scenes in his mind. It's just that Zhao Feng still didn't stop and was still stepping up the stairs step by step. As he moved up more and more, Zhao Feng's whole body exuded endless blood.

Zhao Feng's eyes were bleeding and a touch of red appeared at the corners of his mouth. At this time, Zhao Feng's mind had already been in a bloody massacre.

I don't know when the years are not the endless weeds and unclear villages of the mainland now. In the sky, a group of powerful practitioners fly rapidly, and every time those practitioners fly through a village, they will kill all the ordinary villagers directly.

The rivers on the earth have long been stained with blood and turned red one after another. Even if Zhao Feng is in illusory, he still feels the bloody smell in the air.

Those practitioners flew to a high mountain in the distance, but no matter how strong these practitioners were, they could not enter the high mountain. It seemed that there was a force in the mountain that could tear these strong men apart.

It's just that these strong men were still not afraid to rush to the high mountain like lifeless, and then all of them turned into pieces of flesh and blood scattered into the world, and while Zhao Feng was puzzled, he saw a black car on the other side slowly moving forward.

Only a blurred figure can be seen in the black carriage. However, Zhao Feng just looked at the figure and felt that he was shocked by a powerful majesty. There were countless practitioners in animal skin around the black carriage. These practitioners were more powerful and more mysterious than those who only flew in the sky.

"Give over such a thing, spare you immortality" A sound came from the black carriage, which was like thunder and drizzle.

The voice in the black carriage obviously said to the existence in the mountain, but the existence in the mountain did not answer that it seemed that the mountain was still that mountain.

"Hum" The man in the black carriage snorted coldly and then still saw an object directly hit the mountain through the curtain. The place where the object passed sucked the blood on the earth, the blood in the river, and even the blood of countless practitioners and crashed into the mountain.

Pang....

The huge sound spread all over the earth, and some of the practitioners could not stand the sound of seven holes bleeding to death. The object collided with the barrier in front of the mountain and the object was broken, and the mountain barrier was cracked in the air.

The appearance of the cracks in the alpine barrier made the practitioners show joy on their faces, and then used their cultivation to attack the barrier. After a while, the alpine barrier finally could not withstand the attack of the practitioners and broke.

The practitioners were even more ecstatic when they saw this, and then countless people flew to the mountains, but before entering the mountains, a huge palm suddenly appeared and patted the practitioners directly.

Those practitioners under the giant palm were like ordinary villagers in those villages without any resistance, and all of them became blood and rain scattered all over the mountains.

The people in the black carriage looked at all this silently, while the mysterious monk in a cloak near the carriage quickly stretched out his hands to make a mark.

Those marks slowly condensed into runes and then flew to the sky to gather together to become a fierce beast. Zhao Feng's eyes sank when he saw the fierce beast condensed by runes.

The fierce beast quickly formed and then collided with the palm of the mountain that appeared in front of the mountain. When the fierce beast collided with the palm, all the mysterious practitioners in cloaks fell to the ground and died.

The figure in the carriage still did not take action as if everything had nothing to do with him, and Zhao Feng looked at everything in front of him and finally felt weak at this moment.

Compared with these repairmen, the people in the carriage and the existence in the mountains, Zhao Feng felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and even Zhao Feng felt that if he was in this battle, he would be like that villager.

There are still endless practitioners in the sky who fly to the master and are still not afraid of death, as if there is great hatred in the existence of the mountain. Finally, after a moment, the man in the carriage raised his right hand and saw a huge palm on the master. Then the man in the carriage gently waved his palm down and pressed it directly from the sky to the bottom. At this time, a giant palm appeared by the master, which was only much smaller than the giant palm.

The giant palm above the sky instantly broke the condensed giant palm in the high mountain and pressed to the high mountain, and then Zhao Feng saw that the high mountain was directly smashed by the giant palm.

Zhao Feng also saw that there were also some people in the mountain. The people in the mountain were completely different from the sky or the mysterious monk. From the clothes alone, it can be seen that the people in the mountain are obviously much more noble than the practitioners in the sky, and both breath and cultivation are much stronger than those above the masters.

The people in the carriage said again to the few people left in the broken mountain.

Those people laughed after a decisive look in their eyes.

"Looking for death" In the carriage, it was like being hit by the laughter and then directly raised his right hand and nodded. He saw a speed of light rushing at the middle finger of his right hand.

It's just that an inexplicable majesty suddenly appeared in the sky when the speed of light flew to the only a few people left. Even Zhao Feng, who stretched out of the void, was overwhelmed by the pressure.

Then a giant sword appeared in the sky, and then the giant sword gently swept the practitioners belonging to the black chariots all turned into blood rains and scattered on the earth, and the people in the chariot were directly swept through the chariots by the giant sword and broken, and the people inside flew backwards and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Zhao Feng stared at the blood and rain stained the earth and couldn't speak. At this time, Zhao Feng, who stretched out the stairs of the huge tower, still walked forward.

It's just that those red light spots slowly turn orange with these memories.

"Tomorrow's second update, if possible, try to make three updates"