Soon after Lu Xinghan left, the monarch died of illness, although his death was a bit strange, but no one cared about it, and no one investigated.

Speaking of which, the king of the Liaowang grassland died very pitifully, the children around him died and left, and the concubines in the palace were even more scattered and fled after he went crazy, and in the end there was no one to send him to his death.

No one in the ministers cared about the life or death of the king, and even the funeral of the king was organized by the palace guards and maids pooling money, and the royal family was like a plate of loose sand, which would be reduced to nothing when the wind blew.

On this day, it was getting late.

Most of the people had fallen asleep, and on the border of the grassland, a group of monsters descended from the sky.

They are the puppets of the killing machine created by Shenluo!

There was also a familiar face that arrived with the puppets in the Liaowang Grassland, it was Tengda, who disappeared from the Qi Clan that day.

I saw that he had changed his previous appearance, wearing a black robe, looking at the hundreds of strange-shaped puppets behind him, and the corners of his mouth raised a smug smile.

That day, in the secret room, due to his bold refining of dragon bones, the generation of demon flames almost lost his life, but fortunately, Shenluo's subordinates rescued him and directly took him away from the Instrument Clan and sent him to the dark land.

Shenluo gave him the task of transporting the puppets, and as the first person to control the puppets, he was very proud, and he thought that this was the importance that Shenluo had given him.

Standing majestically in front of all the puppets, he waved his hand and coldly ordered: "Kill!"

All the puppets set off in unison.

Thunder roared in the sky, and a heavy rainstorm was coming.

The puppets flew and wreaked havoc wherever they passed, and the first unlucky one was an unknown tribe who grazed cattle and sheep and set up camp on the fat~beautiful meadows.

When the vicious puppets killed them, they were still asleep, and the puppets did not even spare cattle and sheep, and they killed all those with the breath of life.

The strength of the puppets reached the middle stage of the spirit immortals, which was not something that mortals could resist at all, they seemed to be tireless, and in the whole night, they slaughtered nearly a thousand innocent people.

Early the next morning, the puppets disappeared without a trace, and when the herders got up to graze, they looked at the blood-stained tents in the distance, and they thought it was an auspicious omen.

But when they got close to the so-called 'auspicious signs', they realized that their former neighbors had already been killed.

They screamed, panicked, and fell into endless fear as more and more dead bodies were found.

Mu Yuqing stood in the air, standing in mid-air, looking at the picture of corpses all over the field and rivers of blood flowing below, she felt a heartache.

All the souls crouched beside their bodies, staring helplessly at their already cold bodies.

A group of wild wolves were gnawing around a corpse, and Mu Yuqing repelled the wolves with a wave of one hand.

She looked at the wounds of the deceased, basically all of them were fatal by a blow, they didn't even have a chance to fight back, among them she had also seen a few people of peak strength, but they all died in the same way as ordinary people.

This shows that the strength of the people who come to kill them is several times higher than them, and they can kill people with peak strength with one move, at least the strength of the early stage of the spirit immortal.

The strange thing is that these murderers did not leave any traces after killing people, as if the human world had evaporated, and with the strength of Mu Yuqing Immortal Venerable, they were not even aware of their existence at all.

Such an aimless massacre does not know what their purpose is, to seek the throne of the imperial family? That is obviously impossible, and the suspicion of the major forces is ruled out in the first place.

Among the major forces in the entire Liaowang Grassland, even the strength above the peak is rare, and they can't do such a massacre at all.

Those perpetrators seemed to have evaporated from the world, and Mu Yuqing was afraid that the same thing would happen when they reappeared.

The people of the Liaowang grassland fell into despair, and they buried their compatriots and sisters in grief.

Mu Yuqing returned to the Prince's Mansion worriedly, and now there was no one here except Shao Xuan and her.

After telling Shao Xuan what happened outside, Shao Xuan was also shocked, slaughtering thousands of people overnight, what kind of cruel person must be to do such a thing? But the murderer did not leave any evidence, which made him feel no clue.

Mu Yuqing suddenly remembered the secret letter that Lu Xinghan had shown her, which was something that the emperor gave him before his death.

The content of the secret letter was that Shenluo would send hundreds of Lingxian Duan puppets to help Liaowang Grassland become an unprecedented power.

Although Lu Xingfeng is dead, judging from this matter, if these people are really puppets sent by Shenluo, they are not here to help the Liaowang Grassland at all, but on the contrary, they are here to destroy the Liaowang Grassland.

Thousands of people died overnight, and there is no telling when they will start killing again, this is simply the rhythm of destroying the country.

Mu Yuqing frowned, although she was not a resident of the Liaowang Grassland, she still felt deep for them.

The major forces began to move, although they were eyeing the throne, but they had to temporarily put aside their greed before the great enemy.

In order to win the hearts of the people, many forces have arranged strong people at the peak of their strength in various places in the Liaowang grassland, and they don't know that those murderers can kill the peak powerhouses they choose with one move.

What happened overnight made all the residents of Liaowang Grassland panic, and when night came, they gathered together and did not dare to sleep.

A new round of killings has begun.

When the moon rose at night, Tengda stood somewhere in the Liaowang grassland with a murderous face.

"Kill!"

After a simple order, Tengda's eyes flashed with a grim light.

All the puppets set off immediately, and they flew forward as fast as they could, still in a sea of blood.

The mortals gathered saw their faces this time, but what could they do? After a moment of despair, they lost their lives in an instant.

The peak powerhouses sent by the major forces, where are the opponents of these monsters, the staff in their hands has not been raised, and the magic weapons on their bodies have been solved by the puppet with one move before they can be condensed.

When the sun rose the next day, the grassland was in shambles, the breeze was mixed with the thick smell of blood, and every time the voice woke people up was a terrible scream.

Overnight, nearly a thousand people died quietly, the people on the Liaowang grassland were completely desperate, they began to find a way to run out, in a short period of time, Lingchuan Town was surrounded by water, but the Lingchuan Circle can only transport ten people at a time, and it can't afford so many people to leave at the same time.