The voice was unusually abrupt, and Yi Tian was directly taken aback. However, after all, it was Yi Lao Mo, who was surprised by the future generations, and soon Yi Tian calmed down, and his heart began to ponder quickly.

Murder? Yi Tianke has never been afraid, he was originally going to kill people this time, how could he be afraid of killing people? Yi Tian was afraid that the secret in his heart would be known, and that would be a catastrophe of killing.

The voice only said one word, and never came again. Yi Tian weighed it for a long time, and it seemed that he couldn't find out any malicious intent on the part of the owner of that voice. There was no need to trouble killing him, the only concern was whether this person was secretly coveting his Yi family's newly developed exercises.

However, how could that kind of magic skill be learned by outsiders just by looking at it? After so many years of research, the ancestor of the Yi family did not leave any opportunity for outsiders to take advantage of. Even when this magic skill was being practiced, outsiders couldn't see anything abnormal.

After thinking about this, Yi Tian no longer explored what the intention of the owner of the voice was, and began to focus on the figures that suddenly appeared.

Soon Yi Tian found out that all of these people were monks. Yi Tian hadn't practiced, but that didn't mean he couldn't see something. These monks clearly have a strong foundation, but they don't know what Lu Dao is doing, and they are all unconscious.

They didn't have anything on their bodies that could prove their identity, nor did they leave any magic weapons or anything, they just lay there, unconscious.

While he was exploring, Yi Tian suddenly found that there was a monk who seemed to have the momentum to wake up, and he was startled.

Now Yi Tianke is a mortal who has never practiced any exercises, once this person wakes up. Yi Tian can figure it out with his ass, and he will definitely not have any good fruit to eat. In a hurry. Looking left and right, he suddenly found that there was a sharp wrist unraveling knife not far from the place where he was originally lying.

I can't even think about it. Yi Tian ran over directly, picked up the knife, and rushed to the guy who was moving.

can be called Yi Lao Mo by later generations, Yi Tian has absolutely no psychological pressure on killing, he originally planned to join the army to kill, and now there are ready-made masters for him to kill, he can't think of any reason for him to refuse.

With a knife down, blood burst out, and the master who seemed to be waking up. It only took a few movements before it turned into a corpse.

Without saying a word, Yi Tian began to practice the set of exercises in his mind. After a few breaths, Yi Tian immediately felt a warm current enter his body from the corpse in front of him. After practicing according to that set of exercises for a week, Yi Tian immediately set his eyes on the other guy next to him.

After killing more than a hundred people in a row, Yi Tian sensed exhaustion. But he was still afraid that the remaining dozens of people would make any moves, so he dragged his tired body and killed all the remaining people before walking back to the hut. Make a fire to cook, then rest.

When Yi Tian woke up, the more than 200 people he had killed had already disappeared. Yi Tian let out a sigh of relief, and was about to look around to see what the hell this place was. As soon as the flowers appeared in front of him, more than two hundred figures appeared in front of him again, still in that clearing. Or everyone is unconscious.

Bloodstains all over the ground, if let a person wake up. Yi Tian also knew what would happen to him. Therefore, Yi Tian had to pick up the wrist knife. Start repeating yesterday's process. Killing, doing work, killing again, doing work again, and so on.

In the following days, Yi Tian did not distinguish between day and night, but only knew the murderous deeds of the Dao Machinery, and then rested. The only extra thing is sharpening knives. After killing so many people, the wrist-splitting knife is already a little blunt, and if you don't sharpen it, you won't be happy to kill.

When he killed more than 1,000 people, Yi Tian found that his body had begun to become stronger and stronger. Absorbing the essence of life brings not only the improvement of the acquired spiritual root, but also the strength of the body itself.

The result of physical strength is that the number of people to be killed every day has changed from more than 200 to more than 300, and then more and more. Yi Tian had no resistance to this, and he was still killing and practicing mechanically.

Yi Tian counted every day, and in dozens of days, he had killed more than 10,000 monks. Now, how could he not understand that these people were deliberately killed by the mysterious voice owner, and they must be fulfilling him.

It's a pity that no matter how Yi Tian acted and shouted, no one responded to him, and the owner of that voice didn't seem to have any communication with him, but just kept providing the monk for him to kill.

Most of the people killed in the past were in the foundation building period, and Yi Tian has this eyesight, and he can also detect it. But in the past few days, he has discovered that there are already masters of the Jindan period one after another. Who is that mysterious person, what kind of strength does he have, and how can he get so many cultivators to kill him every day?

Puzzled, Yi Tian simply let go completely, anyway, if the mysterious person wanted to kill him, he would have killed him a long time ago, so there was no need to be verbose. After letting go of everything, there was no more obstacles, and Yi Tian's killing became more and more presumptuous.

The exercises passed down by his ancestors made him clearly aware of the changes in his body. Although Yi Tian has always had the multicolored stone on his body, Yi Tian never dared to take it out and try to measure his acquired spiritual root once, for fear that the mysterious person would see the clues.

In this kind of precautionary and presumptuous killing, the number of monks killed in Yi Tian's count was close to fifty thousand. What frightened him the most was that the later he went, the more skilled he became. At first, it was only the foundation building period, and then there was Grandmaster Jindan, and by now, he has killed dozens of Yuan Infant Ancestors. I really don't know if the Lu Dao continues like this, there will be a master of the Mahayana period who will let him kill.

I don't know how much time has passed since Lu Dao, Yi Tian no longer knows what the situation is outside Lu Dao now, only that Lu Dao has killed all the ancestors now. The wrist-unwielding sharp knife, I don't know how many times it has been sharpened.

The body of the Ancestor is so strong, even in a coma, it is not so easy to kill. On this day, Yi Tian finally killed the last unconscious master with difficulty. Now there are fewer and fewer masters to kill each time, only twenty or thirty, but the time taken is about the same as before, I really don't know when it will end.

Yi Tian was about to return to the hut to rest, but the voice that had not appeared for a long time sounded again: "It's good to do it yourself!"

Before Yi Tian could understand what was going on, in a flash, Yi Tian had already appeared in another place that he had once seen. What thatched huts, what masters' corpses, all disappeared without a trace in front of his eyes. (To be continued......)

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