"Woo-"

I don't know when it started, and a low whimper began to sound in the wilderness.

It was the sound of a woman crying, full of resentment, full of sadness, and full of anger.

At first, no one cared about the low crying.

Each of them was immersed in that strange joy, and their ears were full of laughter, and they were all each other's achievements, and where could they hear such a low and mournful cry?

At some point, however, there was silence between heaven and earth.

The wind was still blowing, sweeping the forest and grass, but there was no more "rustling" of leaves.

People could see each other's mouths open, but they couldn't hear anything.

All they could hear was a woman whimpering in the silence of the world.

The whimpering sound was far away, ethereal, as if it had come from countless years ago, worn out by the wheel of time before it pierced their ears.

The whimpering sound was so close that it was close to my ears, and I could even see the sensation of the breath on my skin when I cried.

The monks looked at each other, not knowing what was going on or where the cry was coming from. It's just that the cry is too poignant, so sad that it makes people feel terrible.

They looked at each other, and when they saw the panic and panic on each other's faces, they all realized that this cry was not only heard by themselves, but also by everyone.

They tried to find the source of the sound, but it was doomed to be in vain.

The sound seemed to sound directly in their heads, and there was no trace to trace it at all, and it was not even known from which direction it came from, let alone where the sound came from.

An inexplicable chill spread among the crowd.

In the distance, above the original site of Blackwater City, a little black light diffused from the thick smoke and dust.

Everyone was suddenly startled, and they couldn't care about the complaining cry at the moment, thinking that something was going to happen to Blackwater City, and they hurriedly evacuated to the east.

The smoke and dust billowing from Blackwater City calmed down as if it had been appeased the moment that black light appeared, and quickly settled, and a huge crater appeared above the plain.

This huge crater is like the seven cities that have been destroyed, it is a desert, but the difference is that in the center of the desert, a black formation of more than ten zhang appeared, slowly rotating, and cracks in the space spread out from the bottom of the black formation.

The pattern came into everyone's eyes, it was very clear, but it was extremely blurry, no one could see what the pattern looked like, but they felt a mysterious surging breath, which continued to overflow outward from the black array, turned into wisps of clouds, and fell on the ground.

"This ...... What the hell is going on!" Someone looked at the black formation, their eyes full of fear.

The powerful is not necessarily scary, the unknown is the source of fear.

They couldn't understand this formation at all, and even if they looked at it more, their eyes would feel tingling the man, and tears would not help but flow down.

"Ah!" a terrible scream suddenly sounded in the crowd, and a figure covered his eyes, his body trembled violently and uncontrollably, and two lines of blood continued to gush out of their eyes, flowing all over their faces, as if tears.

"Eyes ......" a man covering his eyes groaned in pain, he was a monk who liked to study formations, he only glanced at the mysterious formation pattern one more time, and his eyes were in unbearable pain as if they had been gouged out in an instant, and then all light was lost in an instant.

He tried to regenerate his eyes, only to find that the flesh and blood in the entire eye area were completely necrotic, and he did not accept the nourishment of the infused True Qi at all, and it was completely impossible to repair - he was completely blind.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, with a roar, a black pillar of light suddenly rushed out of the formation and went straight into the sky, and even the clouds above the nine heavens were completely dispersed, revealing a cloudless sky.

The black pillar of light disappeared at the end of the sky, no one knew how far it had spread, but everyone felt it, and a terrifying aura was spreading from the black pillar of light to all directions.

"Look over there!"

Someone suddenly exclaimed, and the panicked crowd looked in the direction that the man was pointing to, and saw a huge pillar of purple light that pierced through the heavens and the earth appeared in the northeast direction.

Although that pillar of light was extremely far away, it was still extremely clear in the eyes of everyone, as if it was close at hand.

"There's one over there, too!"

"There's one over there, too!"

……

Almost instantly, everyone discovered that eight pillars of light of different colors had risen from all directions.

The pillars of light in the east are red, the pillars of light in the west are black, the pillars of light in the south are white, the pillars of light in the north are yellow, the pillars of light in the northeast are purple, the pillars of light in the northwest are brown, the pillars of light in the southeast are blue, and the pillars of light in the southwest are cyan.

Although the eight pillars of light were all far and near, they were all like ordinary distances in everyone's eyes, locking everyone firmly in the middle, leaving no gaps.

The faces of some people who knew a little bit about the formation changed endlessly in an instant, and then they collapsed in mid-air as if they had been drained of all their strength.

The east is red from the fire, the west is black with water, the south is white with dry sky, the north is yellow with Kundi, the northeast is purple with thunder, the northwest is brown with Genshan, the southeast is blue with Ze, and the southwest is blue with Xunfeng.

Eight cities, eight directions, eight colors.

It turned out that it was not just a symbol, but really a real array.

The scale of this great array was beyond everyone's imagination, and the area between the eight cities was covered by this large array.

This is a big array with a gap of 4,000 miles between east and west, and a gap of 4,000 miles between north and south, who would have thought that there would be such a formation!

From the moment the eight cities were all destroyed, this formation had been irreversibly activated, and the next thing awaited them was ...... It already goes without saying.

"Run, run!" someone shouted, trying to escape from this area, as long as they escaped from this area, there should still be a chance of survival.

Everyone wants to live, and no one has any hesitation.

They used the fastest speed they could reach, frantically fleeing towards the west, and only the nearest west could still escape.

However, they had clearly only escaped from Blackwater City for a hundred miles before, and at this moment, no matter how they accelerated and advanced, even if the distance between them had been widened for dozens of miles, the ruins in the distance had never approached them even a single inch.

"The space is locked, with our cultivation ...... There is no escape!" A sense of powerlessness enveloped everyone, and they finally realized at this moment that what awaited them would not even give them the last ray of life.

But who can they blame?

When did they give so many people in the ghost country a chance of life?

If the other seven cities are all recalcitrant monks, a little mercy to each other is cruelty to oneself, so the whole city must be destroyed, and there is no room for mercy.

But what about in Blackwater?

Where are the millions of civilians in Blackwater City who are half a threat to the monks?

How many times have they ever thought about giving these civilians a chance at all that won't hurt them at all?

If it weren't for their attempt to destroy the entire city of Blackwater, how could this city, which is home to millions of civilians, choose to be destroyed?

If Blackwater City is not destroyed, how can this formation be activated?

Everyone must pay for their actions, and it is a truth that murderers will always kill.

If you only think that it is a matter of course for you to kill the weak, but you are not even prepared to be killed, such a person is just some waste.

Eliminating such waste is also a matter of course.

"Behold, damnation has come. In the distance, near the ruins of Liming City, the man in white said softly.

"Oh, where is the damnation. The man in Tsing Yi beside him sneered, "How many times have you killed someone, why should you be punished if you haven't killed anyone?"

"Watching from the sidelines, clearly capable but not saving death, sitting back and watching innocent people die unexpectedly, how is it different from murder?" The man in white smiled slightly, and did not see any panic, and his eyes were full of light that looked down on life and death, "The bandits broke into other people's courtyards, although they did not kill people, but they fought with the idea of taking away the master's property when the robbers killed the master, how different is it from the bandits? Why isn't it a curse when something like this happens?"

"Hah, I can't talk about you. The man in Tsing Yi sighed, "It's just that this is not a curse after all, it's just a way for people in the ghost country to lose both." That city was full of civilians, and as they detonated the city and turned it into ashes, the people of the ghost country were not necessarily much cleaner. ”

"However, the origin of everything lies in people like you and me. The man in white smiled, looking at the red pillar of light, his expression was slightly sad, "I originally thought that both sides would try to negotiate, but I didn't want it to be so miserable." ”

"Hmph, if there are many people, you can bully others, but you still can't see how ugly people's hearts are. The man in Tsing Yi sneered.

"Maybe. The man in white sighed slightly, "At least, dying here will be a little more relieved, so that you won't be tormented in the future when you think about it." ”

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The central hinterland of the Oni Country.

Zhao Chuchen looked at the eight pieces of jade that were completely shattered, and his expression was full of compassion.

He finally stood up.

The eight cities have all been destroyed, and the meaning of the existence of the ghost country has almost disappeared.

He was still unwilling to use that terrifying force, which was something that the Ghost Kingdom had guarded for countless years, and he was unwilling to turn his back on it easily.

Use the blood of those invaders to appease the wrath of the earth.