What's going on?

Chen Yang's face was pale, his whole body trembled like an electric shock, his hands clenched into fists, and the muscles of his whole body burst out.

Although he couldn't accept this fact, all of this was true, and the city was slaughtered here!

Unleashing his senses, he can't feel even one who survives.

In other words, it's a lifeless dead city!

When the flying sword landed, Chen Yang was the first to jump down, and in this environment, no matter who it was, he would feel unprecedentedly depressed.

The wide streets are full of corpses.

Around the carcass, there were also quite a few large carnivorous birds resting beside them.

Their bellies are bulging, not to mention how much they enjoy it.

Many of the corpses had been turned into bones, and the flesh had been eaten by them.

None of the corpses lying on the ground were intact, either cut off by the waist, or the corpses were in different places, and many had their limbs cut off.

It was a brutal massacre!

Although Chen Yang and the others did not experience this incident, everyone could imagine the miserable picture at that time.

The corpses on the ground were men and women, old and young.

They are all unarmed ordinary people!

Just died for no reason!

King Jin felt incredible, and it was difficult for them to accept this fact.

As for Chen Yang, after the anger, he became calm, and the whole person stood still in place, using his brains and thinking carefully.

He kept reminding himself that the more this time, the more calm he became.

Recall carefully, think repeatedly, and carefully ponder what the old opponent of the Sword God said.

Chen Yang didn't know what he meant by these words before, but now, Chen Yang realized that this was what that old bastard was talking about!

According to the bastard, it wasn't that simple.

In other words, it was not necessarily the people of the Imperial City who were slaughtered, but there may also be people from other places.

Yes, definitely.

Otherwise, the smell of blood wouldn't be so strong.

Thinking of this, Chen Yang's heart beat more and more violently, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out.

If it was really what Chen Yang thought, wouldn't it be terrifying?

He didn't tell Shen Mengxi about this matter, but asked King Jin and them to take Shen Mengxi back to the palace, and then protect Shen Mengxi.

As for him, he left the imperial city with a flying sword, and first went to a few cities that were relatively close to the imperial city.

The scene there is not much different from the imperial city.

Dead bodies were everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the whole city, shrouded in the breath of death, seemed so oppressive and dull.

Chen Yang's chest seemed to be firmly pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, so that he was almost out of breath.

He didn't stay here long, and continued to explore other cities.

Every city and every small village in the Southern Cangguo Kingdom was washed in blood, and no one was spared, men, women, and children, all of whom suffered from this catastrophe.

To be precise, Nancang Kingdom no longer exists.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yang didn't mention how dignified he was, he was the king of Nancang Kingdom!

All the people are dead, but he is still alive!

This kind of self-blame is something that no one can understand.

Looking at the tragic and tragic picture in front of him, comparable to the picture of the underworld, Chen Yang had a new worry in his heart, if those people in the Xiuzhen world were allowed to enter the earth, would the people on the earth also become like this?

Chen Yang knew that it was useless to worry, and there were still many things he had to do.

Just as he shook his head repeatedly, he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

He is not only the king of Nancang Kingdom, but also the king of several other countries!

Won't it ......

Thinking of this, Chen Yang didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He shook his head vigorously, no, no, no...... When pigs fly.

In his heart, he comforted himself, but he couldn't convince himself, so he jumped on the flying sword and went straight to the Northern Underworld, the king of the Northern Underworld is Uncle Nangong.

But whether it is Uncle Nangong or Princess Nangong Ru, they all have a good relationship with Chen Yang, they shouldn't be implicated, right?

A kind person can never imagine how cruel a cruel person is.

The Northern Underworld was not spared, all the cities, all the villages, men, women, and children, all died so much that they could no longer die.

The Imperial Palace of the Northern Netherworld is resplendent and magnificent, but there is a dead silence inside.

The palace was full of blood, like purgatory.

Uncle Nangong and Nangong Ru all died.

In Chen Yang's heart, it was like overturning a five-flavor bottle, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, and all kinds of flavors were unique to his heart.

No matter how strong the heart is, no matter how strong the psychological quality is, it can't withstand such an impact.

Chen Yang was already on the verge of collapse, his eyes were scarlet and his fists were clenched.

The only thing he can do now is not to apologize, after all, it is impossible for the other party to come back to life.

What he has to do is to avenge their hatred, and no one can die in vain, and blood cannot be shed in vain.

Chen Yang was full of anger and came to two other countries.

As before, there were no miracles, no survivors.

All dead!

The death was so miserable......

In the cultivation world, there are millions of people in the four countries, but just because the other party wants to teach them a lesson, they have killed all these millions of innocent people.

How dark is this heart?

Millions of unarmed people!

Originally, how happy they were living, they even longed for a better life, but now, it's all gone!

The previously vibrant world of cultivation suddenly became a dead silence.

The number of deaths, and the area involved, I don't know how many times larger than the Netherworld Battlefield!

And in this vast land, Chen Yang and Shen Mengxi are one of the few survivors.

Since these people are so ruthless, aren't the Sword God and Xiao Ru very dangerous?

No way!

I had to rush back immediately.

He had to protect the Sword God and Xiao Ru, they couldn't die anymore, otherwise Chen Yang would really feel useless.

What bullshit mystery opponent?

What's ruthless?

Isn't it just not afraid of death?

Chen Yang wants to see how powerful they are!

Thinking of this, Chen Yang did not return to the Southern Cangguo, but directly took the flying sword and went straight to the Netherworld Battlefield.

……

At this time, in the familiar cave below the canyon of the Netherworld Battlefield, the Sword God and Xiao Ru were sitting there.

They are closing their eyes and recuperating, according to the idea of the sword god, first rest for a few days, and then act again.

He knew very well in his heart that the other party would definitely come to the door, so he had to return to the top as soon as possible.

For him, time is of the essence, and the longer it drags on, the better their chances of survival.

Just as he closed his eyes to recuperate, there was a sudden sound of countless breaking winds from outside the entrance of the cave.

Woohoo......

Dense flying knives galloped from outside, and listening to the sound, it seemed to tear the void apart.

Kindness?!

When the sword god heard the sound, his sword eyebrows rose upside down, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, and his gaze like a searchlight stared straight at the entrance of the cave.

The flying knives that rained down did not fly towards him and Xiao Ru, but were all stuck in the open space less than a meter away from them.

After seeing these flying knives, the sword god's face was hideous, and his face was full of wrinkles.

Because he could see very clearly, countless flying knives spelled out the word "death" on the ground.

It seems that they have already arrived, much sooner than the sword god imagined.

This time, it's a bit of a hassle!

The sword god and Xiao Ru's faces were not very good-looking, and after glancing at each other, they nodded very tacitly.

The two stood up.

Before he could speak, six black shadows rushed in directly from the outside.

The six black-clothed men were all holding long knives in their hands, and their sharp blades stabbed straight at the sword god.

The sword god raised the flaming knife to resist.

Scold......

The crisp and piercing sound of metal crashing resounded through the cave.

Sparks fly, not to mention how exaggerated it looks.

Although the sword god is one of the best in the dance knife, after all, he has not obtained the flame knife for more than ten years, and these six people attacked at the same time, he only felt that his arm was numb.

Although he blocked this attack, the whole person still took several steps back before he stood firm.

The six black-clothed people, all with white hair, looked like they were the same age as the Sword God.

"I didn't expect that our brother would die at your hands. ”

"Huh...... You didn't even think that the six of you would die at my hands!"

Now that it's started, there's no need to hide it, let alone pretend to be a gentleman.

In the battle, he only talks about life and death, not about feelings, let alone about feelings.