The people on the mountain are not the same as the people down the mountain, although most of the time they look the same. But in this immortal city where the True Immortal League rules everything, the people with the identity of the True Immortal League are obviously still very different from those scattered cultivators and ordinary people under the mountain.

In daily life, most of the scattered cultivators are not very willing, or dare not directly provoke the people of the True Immortal League, especially after the other party reveals their identity, if they want to provoke or make any targeted moves, then it will be disrespectful to the entire True Immortal League, and it is easy to attract the attention of more powerful forces.

Therefore, in normal times, the people in the True Immortal Alliance can walk sideways in the Immortal City most of the time. Of course, things can't be done too much, for example, the famous Tianlu Hall in the True Immortal Alliance has the power to supervise discipline. Those who are caught by Tianlutang for bad deeds will not end well.

But in general, entering the True Immortal Alliance is still the yearning of many monks in the world, but if you want to talk about the shortcomings, even if it was not obvious before, now at this critical juncture, it is still highlighted.

Although there are undercurrents and factions in the True Immortal Alliance, several bigwigs are powerful figures, and they have packed up the forces in their hands well, so when the weather of the doomsday catastrophe appears again and again, the scattered cultivators and civilians under the mountain can run away, but the people on the mountain almost no one leaves.

It's not that no one wants to run, it's just that they can't leave.

It's not for nothing that people take the risk, and now they're all dead, and in dealing with deserters, it seems that no matter the righteous path demon sect, everyone's means are similar, it's nothing more than a way to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

After the corpse was revealed, more people were silent, not only the Fuyun Division, but also several other major forces were almost in a similar situation.

Because of the excellent completion of the task of dealing with the traitor, Lao Ma's status in the Floating Cloud Division has improved again, at least now, it seems that the blood warbler has trusted him very much. In the main hall of the Floating Cloud Division, many times, the blood warbler left the old horse to discuss things.

The same was true of this day, after carefully arranging and confirming that all the elite men and horses of the Floating Cloud Division were in a state of waiting for each other and ready to fight at any time, the Blood Warbler once again checked as many as a dozen dangerous checkpoint locations on the territory of the Floating Cloud Division that could be attacked by others, and then rubbed her brow a little tiredly and sat down.

The old horse was looking intently at a square in the distance outside the main hall, where there were two people lying on the ground, motionless. He knew that those two people were already dead, but last night they couldn't bear the breath of tension and doomsday calamity on this Tianlong Mountain, and wanted to sneak away, but they died on the spot after being caught.

Lao Ma didn't want to know exactly how he died, but he understood why the two corpses were left in the core of the Fuyun Division's territory this time. The death of a spy is to be seen by the enemy, and the death of a deserter is to be seen by one's own people.

He silently retracted his gaze, looked at the blood warbler, and said, "Hall Master, it's not a way to keep being so deadlocked, what are you going to do next?"

The blood warbler closed her eyes and said, "Wait." ”

The old horse frowned and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Blood Ying said, "Wait for a signal from Lord Zhenjun, and we can start attacking those three wastes." ”

The old horse's eyes lit up and said, "What signal?"

The blood warbler hesitated for a moment, opened her eyes and looked at the old horse, the old horse was taken aback, and then smiled bitterly: "It's me who took the liberty." ”

Blood Ying shook her head, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Your identity is different now, and it's nothing to tell you." Lord Zhenjun only mentioned that there will be a great change in the heavens and a doomsday catastrophe, and it is very obvious, as soon as it appears, we can see it, and then it is the time for us to do it. ”

"The celestial phenomena have changed greatly, and there is a doomsday catastrophe?" the old horse muttered a few words, then looked up at the surging scene of the blood moon in the sky outside, and said with a wry smile, "It turns out that the situation in front of you is not the worst?"

The blood warbler also seemed a little helpless, nodded and said, "It should be." ”

Neither of them said anything more, and it seemed that their faces were very heavy, even a person in a high position like them was a little chilling at the moment, and no one knew what fate awaited him.

For a moment, they suddenly seemed to be aware of it at the same time, and together they turned their heads to look at the sky outside, and saw that the blood moon in the sky suddenly vibrated brightly, and in the sea of blood, a strange and huge moonlight sprinkled down from the sky.

Fate is like a torrent, rushing and roaring, enveloping all people, rushing to the future together.

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There are many differences between the people on the mountain and the people down the mountain, but there are also many similarities. There are many unfairness in this world, but there are some things that are inherently fair, such as the sky, the sun and the moon, the stars, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, etc., and almost everyone faces the same thing.

Just like now, the people on the mountain saw the beam of blood moon light shining on the immortal city, and the people below the mountain also saw it.

The color of the moonlight was much deeper than before, although it was still dark red, but the color was translucent, and the light inside flickered like a real thing.

The light shone down, the wind howled in the sky, and countless clouds were pulled down, wrapped around this moonlight by the wind, and gradually turned into some strange and distorted symbols, embedded in the pillars of light.

Everywhere the light came, it was blood-red.

Then, the beam of moonlight sank directly into the ground, but the pillar of light did not disappear, and still existed between heaven and earth. No one knows what the situation is in the underground world now, but in the immortal city on the ground, the situation has also changed dramatically with the appearance of this beam of moonlight, to be exact, with the change of the blood moon in the sky again.

In the countless dark corners, those streets and alleys, those black shadows that crawled and disappeared in the empty houses, they all looked up at the sky at that moment.

The Blood Moon hung high in the sky, like a god high above.

"Smack!"

It was a small voice, in some unknown corner, a trembling figure seemed to be unable to support its body, and then slowly knelt down.

He bowed to the blood moon in the sky, his eyes turned red as blood in the darkness, and he muttered vague but seemingly esoteric words about a kind of worship in ancient times.

He bowed down to the Blood Moon, as if at that moment he had suddenly completely let go of his sanity and lost his sobriety, and only that round of the Blood Moon remained in his eyes.

His soul was occupied and burned by a strange aura, and all that was left was an empty shell. Then there was a new force that took over his body.

In the darkness, the man's body twisted, he howled in pain, his hands began to lengthen, his back began to arch, and even the fingers on his palms grew white sharp claws.

Silently, he has become a beast in the dark.