"With these old ghosts taking action, this person will never have a chance to survive again. ”

The ten evil ghosts, any one of them is enough to attract a small force, and it was for some reason that they were willing to lie dormant here.

The boy was weird, but he didn't believe he could fight against the six demons at the same time.

In the gloomy hall of the Black Wind Ridge, only a few dim oil lamps lit up, illuminating Mo Lin's calm face.

In the matter of the mountain, Mo Lin rarely took action in person, but his cultivation was the peak of the fourth order, and he could break through at any time, which was even stronger than the four masters.

The four masters of the Black Mist Mountain Range also slowly cultivated under his tutelage.

Now that one has died, naturally another person will come to replace him, and this person, after a few thoughts, has decided, Lu Fei.

Lu Fei has a lot of relationships with the ten evil ghosts, and if he cultivates further, he can also have a closer relationship with those evil ghosts.

The ultimate purpose of the dead man's pit is to raise this group of evil ghosts.

He didn't mind if someone died, because the Black Mist Mountain Range was already a place of death, and it was already full of bones.

He has already seen through all this.

Only strength and power are what he is pursuing.

"Looks like it's time to bring in another group of guards. ”

Slaves needed to be suppressed by force in order to be able to mine safely, and now with the reduction of guards, the control of slaves is becoming more and more lax, and if this continues, it will not be long before slaves will abscond.

This is not a good sign.

"Lu Fei, you personally led a thousand people to the dark workshop to recruit guards. Maureen commanded. "Target, 10,000 people!"

"Yes. ”

Lu Feilang responded and turned to leave.

"Young is good!"

The Black Mist Mountains are the largest slave digesting ground in the region.

And the dark square is a criminal place that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, countless murderous villains, hidden in it, in the dark square, not only human race, but also demons, there are also a large number of people who have fallen into the devil.

This is an area that no one can rule, and many of the guards of the Black Mist Mountains come from here.

Criminals, or natives of the Dark Workshop.

Compared with the blood of the Black Mist Mountains, the dark fang is much more depressing, because they usually wear masks on the streets, or black cloth to cover their faces, and there is little communication on the street, people come and go on the street, everything is clearly priced, without saying a word, the silence is terrible, only a few special places will show their true colors, and indulge in carnivals.

Lu Fei went to the dark workshop to collect people, everything in the Black Mist Mountain Range is still running as usual, but it is more cruel, beating and scolding slaves is already light, but now if the behavior is a little deviant, it will cause death.

Slaves began to die in large numbers, and large numbers of corpses were dumped in the pits of the dead through the carts, and the ground was red with blood.

......

"The resentment is even heavier!"

Mo Chenxiao walked out of the dense forest, looking at the sky in front of him, boundless resentment condensed in the void, evolving all kinds of vicious images.

Furious, ferocious, and fierce.

opened his face, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

They have been imprisoned all their lives, and boundless resentment has accumulated in their chests.

After they died, their resentment rushed to the sky, with their unwillingness to die, countless people, decades of accumulation, above the void, there were already fierce elephants, like a swamp.

Now, with the killing, the bloody evil spirit floats up to the sky, anger and resentment, and turns into an image in the void.

After death, the first seven days of resentment are the most serious, and can even cause anomalies in the heavens.

At this time, the celestial phenomena are gradually changing, and mortals can feel the pervasive void clouds, dark and gloomy.

"Slaves should not continue to die, they are still useful to me, and it seems that the rhythm needs to be changed. ”

Mo Chenxiao changed his strategy in an instant, and the target was Black Wind Ridge.

Black Wind Ridge was no ordinary camp, and although he was confident that the blood was unstoppable, he did not believe that he could be invincible.

At the very least, the dense arrows were a big threat to him.

Blood can only have an effect when it comes into contact with the human body.

And the two old men, do they still have accomplices?

What level is that person who wields the twin knives in the Black Wind Ridge?

Mo Chenxiao made a little calculation, and then lurked all the way, without startling the snake.

Under the Black Wind Ridge, a bright red figure walked quickly in the dense forest, climbing the mountain, fortunately, the guards of the Black Wind Ridge were not many.

Mo Chenxiao climbed all the way to the top and went straight to the building complex.

Taking advantage of the slack of guards, he climbed the wall, entered the courtyard wall, and then quickly disappeared.

The building complex is very large, the internal defense is quite tight, Mo Chenxiao sneaked carefully, and did not alarm a person, this time, he came to kill, it was the leader here.

He knew very little about the Black Wind Ridge, and he didn't know anything about the internal situation of the Black Wind Ridge, so he could only look for it room by room.

Most of these rooms were empty, and only a few rooms had the breath of a living person, and Mo Chenxiao sensed it slightly, and then gave up.

The aura in the room was too weak, and it was clear that it wasn't the person he was looking for.

Soon, Mo Chenxiao came to an empty hall, above the main hall, there was no guard, Mo Chenxiao sensed slightly, and carefully dived towards the depths of the hall.

On the throne in the depths of the main hall sat a man, it was Morin, alone on the chair and pretending to sleep, beside him, empty.

The Black Mist Mountains were already empty, and with a large number of guards dying, the guards who were originally stationed in the Black Wind Ridge had to be transferred.

After Lu Fei took away a thousand people, the entire Black Wind Ridge was almost empty.

"Well, who?"

Mo Chenxiao was quietly approaching, but the main hall was too empty, and it was inevitable to be discovered.

Mo Lin got up and slashed at the nearby column on the left with one palm, and was shocked by a powerful bullet, the aura on Mo Chenxiao's body inevitably exploded, the red clothes appeared, and Mo Lin's eyes immediately froze.

"It's you!"

"It's me. So, who are you?"

Mo Chenxiao didn't know who Mo Lin was, but he knew that the person in front of him must know him.

In the Black Mist Mountains, the death toll has already exceeded 10,000, and he is convinced that his appearance has already spread throughout the Black Mist Mountains.

Devil, or devil?

"Hahaha, you killed so many of my subordinates, and you don't even know who I am?"

Mo Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, and Mo Chenxiao was silent.

In fact, he had no interest in knowing who the person in front of him was, and he had come this time to kill those who could give orders and reduce the death of slaves.

"Good, good. Looking at Mo Chenxiao's face, Mo Lin's eyes were cold, and he was depressed in his heart, "It seems that you really don't know who I am, so, what is the purpose of your coming this time?"

"Kill some!" Mo Chenxiao replied.

"Is that me, too?" Morin pointed to his chest and stared at Mo Chenxiao.

"Everyone. Mo Chenxiao was still calm.

"Hahaha, what a strong reason, kill, everyone. More than 10,000 people have died at your hands in the entire Black Mist Mountains, aren't you satisfied? What is your purpose in doing this?"

He doesn't believe that there are people who kill people for no reason, and the world is inherently good and evil, and he is not good, but there is no such evil.

If there is a grudge, it should have ended a long time ago.

If there is a grudge, so many lives, is it not enough to fill?

"Kill!"

After Mo Chenxiao answered, Mo Lin stared at him, and the atmosphere suddenly condensed.

"That's your reason?"

"Yes!" Mo Chenxiao raised his eyes and looked directly.

"Hahaha........ , For decades, this is the strongest and most unreasonable reason I have ever heard, even if it is a demon, no one dares to say this, very good, very good, you are really good. ”

The human race and the demon race are hostile, and the enmity of life and death is inextricable and insoluble for eternity.

The human race is a weed in the eyes of the demons.

Demons are also weeds in the eyes of the human race.

Weeds need to be harvested, and after being cut, whether they are thrown aside and piled up, or fried and eaten like leeks depends entirely on the mood of the harvester.

"So, who are you?" Mo Chenxiao asked again.

"I—I'm the master of this mountain range!" said Merlin smiled sadly and sat down in his chair.

"Goodbye, then!"

Mo Chenxiao's eyes flashed, the light between his palms surged, the blood red swirled, and the bloody tribulation fingers broke through the wind, he didn't believe that this blow could kill the person in the seat, so the figure followed.

Mo Lin was not nervous, even his expression relaxed, and he sighed lightly, "Yes, goodbye!"

As Morin spoke, he pressed his right hand down, and the seat immediately turned around, blocking out all attacks, and then, the seat sank and disappeared in an instant.

This is the only escape route in the Black Mist Mountains, originally to prevent the alien beasts from breaking through the Black Wind Ridge, this escape path was built, and there are very few people who know this escape path, only a few people, but I didn't expect that it was not used in such a situation.

When the seat turned around, Mo Chenxiao knew that it was not good, and his body accelerated, but it was too late.

"Escape? Then, Black Wind Ridge will be empty!"

Mo Chenxiao's eyebrows were cold, he hid his figure, made a secret move, and walked through the rooms one by one, and his life was silent.

There are not many people left in the Black Wind Ridge, but there are more than 100 people, Mo Chenxiao is very fast, but the faster is Mo Lin.

In terms of ruthlessness, Mo Chenxiao is far inferior to Mo Lin, maybe he is stained with countless blood, maybe he will stain all living beings with blood, but his heart is not ruthless enough, and it is not unsatisfactory.

Morin's calculations, he was far behind.

The six evil ghosts climbed the mountain, followed by countless dense figures, surrounding the entire Black Wind Ridge, and climbing the stairs step by step.

When Mo Chenxiao emptied the entire mountaintop, there were already many people under the mountain.

Mo Chenxiao, who was about to go down the mountain, was immediately stunned.

He had always been reluctant to encounter a large number of evil slaves, but now it seems that things have backfired.

On this mountain, except for the slaves, there are people who want to kill him, and of course, his target is everyone except the slaves.

It's just that this scene makes him very helpless.

It is inevitable to meet, and once contacted, it is a difference between life and death.

The first wave of attacks was the scattering of arrows from the sky, which was what Mo Chenxiao feared the most, and simply, the tall trees on the Black Wind Ridge covered for him.

In close combat, Mo Chenxiao was not afraid of one person, ten people, or hundreds, but once the number of people was huge to hundreds or thousands, thousands, even if it was him, he had to retreat.

It's just that now, he has no way out, a dead end up the mountain, and no way down the mountain.

I can only sigh, the blood is circulating, and the corpses on the ground are corroded with the blood, turning into stains, these are all good fertilizers, food for the blood prison, but now I can only watch them erode so easily.

The anger of the few was too great, and he couldn't bear to let the food turn into stains, so he wasted some time and absorbed them into the blood prison.

He didn't want to kill too many people like this, so he focused on breaking through, and those who stood in the way in front of him could only go to hell and sigh about the impermanence of life.