Chapter Eighty-Four: The Man in White Who Walked Out of the Hollow

Have we really lost our humanity?

Many people are caught in deep reflection, their eyes are heavy, and their minds are constantly recalling the previous scene.

The sinful deeds of mankind linger in my mind!

First, they robbed, killed, and forced some women,

Did they choose to be indifferent, did they participate in it!

Then he was brainwashed by some people, and tens of thousands of people went to death in a daze.

Are you involved in agitating others?

Later, taking care of himself, he rushed into the so-called shelters, and excluded some vulnerable groups from the outside.

Seeing an old man he didn't know dying in front of him, why didn't he make a move, even if he thought of the old man in his own family, he might encounter the same situation, why?

Fear of death? Fear of death?

Seeing that those people sent some weak people into the tentacles, and chose to be indifferent again, did they indirectly cause the death of these people!

"Why didn't you save us!"

"Why are you so indifferent!"

Some were roaring loudly and angrily, as if they were shouting at the man in white.

At this time, someone whispered with a disappointed expression: "Don't say it." “

"Don't you understand why that immortal didn't rescue us?"

The leader of the shouts had a hot head, lifted the man who spoke with one hand, and asked, "We are all human beings, why can't we be saved?" ”

The man's expression was indifferent, and his voice was low, and he said, "Because we are murderers, it is our indifference that causes more deaths. ”

The man raised his hand and was about to punch it.

An ethereal voice came,

"He's right!"

The voice was soft and faint, but it reached the ears of tens of millions.

Everyone felt a burst of divine coercion, and everyone present at this time fell into deep thought.

The man in white stood in the heavy rain, and the surface of his body was wrapped in a faint layer of light, but the rain could not invade.

He had a cold expression and a ring on the ring finger of his right hand.

He twisted slightly, took out a jade gourd from it, opened the stopper of the jade gourd, and raised it to the child behind him,

A blue light appeared, and several children were instantly sucked in.

He said coldly: "This world is too flashy, just live in the innocent world in the bottle." ”

Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Everyone fell into despair, and once the immortals were gone, they would die at the hands of strange creatures.

"Immortals!"

"Help me!"

A shout is like being in a deep purgatory, and the souls of those hells are begging and pleading.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the hollow white formation,

"Save them!"

The man in white frowned, very puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Why, master, didn't you say,"

"Save them!"

"None of these people are worth shooting!"

There was silence in the hollow, then he sighed and said, "What is the difference between your attitude and those below?"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

The man in white raised a few black lines on his brows and knelt heavily above the clouds.

The faint layer of light on the surface of his body dissipated in an instant, and drops of cold rain continued to fall on his cheeks.

The trace of coldness he felt, his eyes gradually became entangled,

At this time, the strange creatures below began to kill more violently,

It is not devouring the crowd, but using its tentacles and huge feet to constantly crush,

It's like stepping on ants, and all at once a piece of people are constantly dying.

The rest of the people were trembling and constantly squeezing backwards, looking at the man in white in the clouds, their eyes contained the last trace of hope.

"It's all instinct, and the reason why you were able to become my disciple is because you were able to overcome instinct. ”

The man in white nodded slightly, threw the jade gourd in the ring into the hollow, and then sighed, "These children will be entrusted to the master." ”

After speaking, he slashed with a sword, and the formation in front of him broke in an instant.

Without this formation, cultivators would never be able to come to this world again.

Let yourself die in this purgatory,

His eyes were firm, he was holding a long sword, and the aura behind him soared,

Everyone watched as the man in white drew his long sword and rushed towards the two huge creatures.

His swordsmanship was superb, and a sword qi struck out a hundred zhang, and a deep crack was cut on the ground.

The huge strange creature raised its tentacles to block in front of it, but these tentacles were like cabbage, and they were split by the man in white, a sword qi, and a lot of black blood flowed out of it.

It let out a huge roar, and rushed towards the man in white even more frantically, a pair of bronze hands hidden in the tentacles stretched out, and punched the man in white.

The man in white, his figure flashed quickly,

A punch slammed into the corner of Fang Cai's house, and with a loud bang, the house shattered in an instant.

Instantly crushed a crowd to death.

The man in white looked indifferent, appearing behind the huge creature, holding a sword in one hand and stroking the sword body with the other.

There was a circle of disks rotating on it, and his eyebrows froze, and hundreds of flying swords appeared behind him.

With an expressionless face, he read: "Flying Sword Hundred Ways!"

With one hand, the sword is pointed,

Hundreds of flying swords flew down one after another, accompanied by a roaring sound, as if it was raining swords!

The strange creature was too large to react for a while, and its back leaked to the man in white.

Hundreds of flying swords were inserted into the back of the strange creature, and hundreds of wounds appeared behind her, and those wounds continued to swell, expand,

Until finally he couldn't control it, black blood gushed out from it.

The man in white covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and the liquid in front of him was filled with a deep stench.

Roar!

The strange creature turned, turned, and slapped it at him with outstretched hands!

The man in white was flexible, and he easily escaped from it, standing in the void, his eyes were full of a trace of murderous intent,

The ring on the ring finger of the right hand turned, and a charm floated out of it,

He pinched the spell in one hand, closed his eyes, and chanted the spell!

The talisman in his hand flashed with a burst of golden light, and he instantly opened his eyes and sacrificed the talisman in his hand.

A formation appeared in front of him, and the formation turned,

The right hand slowly released the long sword in his hand,

The long sword fluttered slowly, and then floated towards the formation, and the tip of the sword was close to the middle of the formation, and then stopped.

The man in white glanced up at the dim sky, let out a long sigh, and stroked a trace of the long hair that fell and stuck to his cheek.

He lowered his head, his eyes were firm, and he said, "Flame Sword Technique!"

The eyebrows flashed, and the end of the long sword was pointed with one hand,

The formation turned, and there were flames attached to the long sword continuously, and flames more than a battle high rose on the long sword.

He struck the hilt of his sword with one hand.

The sword was like a flaming arrow, and it instantly rushed towards the strange creature.

It raised its huge hands as if to make a block.

The moment the flames touched its body, it was like it was naturally afraid of flames, and the palms of its hands were immediately pierced.

With a violent scream, the long sword pierced its entire body,

A distinct hole appeared in its abdomen, and it let out a long roar, and a stream of blood gushed out of it like a broken fire hydrant.

It seemed to be extremely angry, and rushed madly towards the man in white.

But he didn't have any fear, he raised his hand, his right hand shook, and the long sword cut through the air, whistling, and flew back into his hand,

He stood in the void with a sword in one hand, stormy and stormy,

The huge strange creature rushed towards him frantically, but he was unfazed, as if he was completely sure,

From a distance, it looks like an immortal who is obsessed with swordsmanship.

All of them fell to their knees on the ground, their hearts full of piety.

The man in white looked indifferent, released the long sword with one hand, and lightly tapped it on the hilt.

The sword flew out and encircled him.

He lowered his head, and a trace of blood appeared in his eyes, and it seemed that there was a hint of murderous intent in it!

His whole body continued to dance with the long sword, and his posture was floating, as if he was one with the long sword.

His gaze was detached, the long sword stood beside him, and he pointed out, saying:

"The human sword is one, and the long sword breaks through the sky!"

The sword carried a raging majesty on it, piercing the void.

Collided with the fists of huge weird creatures.

There was a click,

As if piercing through a thick layer of glass, the strange creature let out a groan of unwillingness and pain,

The long sword flew all the way, breaking through its body all the way, and its body shattered, falling continuously, hitting hard in the black pool of blood.

There was a splash of blood, scattered everywhere, quickly corroding the surrounding buildings.

The flying sword swirled in the air with a string of snowflakes, and then reversed course again, charging towards the strange creature.

The man in white, with a flash of spiritual light between his fingers,

Bounch, take a step, and point at the strange creature with one point.

The sword flies away,

With two long white gases behind him,

Piercing the sky, piercing through the bodies of strange creatures once again,

A bunch of blood flew and melted into the rain in the air, falling to the ground, corroding a piece of the building.

The man in white looked indifferent, constantly controlling the flying sword,

Constantly burrowing in the bodies of strange creatures,

The monster that looked like a hill was covered with wounds, like a hill full of fountains.

Black blood continued to flow out of it.

The man in white had a face covered with sweat and a mixture of rain.

At this time, his eyes were light, and he pointed out with one hand, and the flying sword with blood stains flew over in an instant.

His left hand stretched out and stood in the void, and the rain that fell continued to gather in his palm.

A column of water gradually piled up in his palm.

The flying sword flies,

One hand was connected through the air, and the water column in the left hand instantly came out and hit the flying sword.

The blood stains on it were washed away.

With a sword in his hand, he was detached, ignoring the crowd below.