Jin Ling took a few ordinary clothes in the villages she passed by, dressed very low-key, she didn't suppress the magic weapon of cultivation, she could only restrain her breath, so that others could not see her depth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Traveling all the way through the sky, the road was full of dust, cars, horses, cattle and sheep and a large number of mortals crowded on the road, densely packed with tens of thousands, hurriedly migrating towards the place that was not eroded by the demons, the breath of despair emanated from everyone, gathering into a black and oppressive cloud in the air, flashing lightning, blowing strong winds, adding to the woes of these poor people.

There are also some disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect in the team, most of them are Buddha cultivators, and their cultivation is the highest, but they have just formed a Dan, and they control all kinds of flying magic weapons, shuttling in front and back of the team, urging those mortals to speed up their migration.

Jin Ling glanced at it indifferently a few times, and then continued to hurry up.

Just as she was about to cross this group of migrating mortals, she suddenly heard a deafening scream from under her feet, she stopped in mid-air and looked down, and saw that at the back of the procession, many black bloodthirsty vines drilled out of the ground, dancing like huge black snakes, which was terrifying.

These bloodthirsty vines were like hungry wolves slaughtering into the flock, frantically grabbing the surrounding mortals and dragging them into the ground, the scene immediately became chaotic, the terrible howl was accompanied by the dust, the frightened mortals cried and fled in all directions, the abandoned children sat on the ground and cried loudly, and some old people were ruthlessly trampled at the feet of the fleeing people, and died in excruciating pain.

"Don't panic, everyone, spread around!"

The deep sound mixed with a holy golden light shot from the front, buzzing into a bloodthirsty vine, a little gray-clothed monk in the foundation building period quickly rescued a two-year-old child who had been abandoned on the ground, and rolled to the side with him, able to dodge another bloodthirsty vine that slapped down.

"Senior nephew Huiyuan, you evacuate the crowd, let's fight for a while. ”

Immediately afterwards, five monks from the Dan period hurriedly came, lined up to sacrifice their natal magic weapons, and greeted those bloodthirsty vines as if they were dead.

The sound of explosions, screams, and the golden light barrier that the five monks had struggled to erect burst after the bloodthirsty vine slapped it three times, and the monk who was guarding the eye of the formation immediately exploded and died.

"Senior brother—"

The other four monks were stunned and rushed forward with angry shouts.

"Uncle—"

The five

One after another, the four monks were sucked out of their essence and blood by the bloodthirsty vine, and became an empty human skin that disappeared with the wind, and Huiyuan, who had saved people before, cried heartbreakingly, and his blood-red eyes were full of hatred.

"Child, save my child, please save my child. A couple suddenly grabbed Huiyuan's sleeves and cried for him to save people.

Huiyuan wiped his tears, moved his trembling legs with difficulty, and walked towards those bloodthirsty vines that could not be defeated at all.

He thought he could, but when he saw more and more people dying under the bloodthirsty vines, the splashes of blood raining down, and the scorching heat made him tremble, and his legs suddenly seemed to be filled with lead, and he could not move a single bit.

Those eyes of pain and pleading, all fixed on him, in his powerlessness, reduced to food for bloodthirsty vines.

Under the bloodthirsty vines, rivers of blood, corpses and bones, hell on earth, but that's it.

At this moment, a bloodthirsty vine silently approached Huiyuan, like a poisonous snake ready to attack, spitting out a highly poisonous letter, making a 'hissing' sound that made him feel cold all over his body, greedily longing for his blood.

Seeing the five uncles die under the bloodthirsty vine, and there were no monks who came to help in the distance, Huiyuan closed his eyes in despair.

"Amitabha Buddha in the south, the savior bodhisattva of great compassion ......"

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the ground shook violently, Huiyuan felt a shadow fall on him, a strange aura that was both hot and cold rushed to his face, and the whole world seemed to suddenly be quiet, all the cries became smaller, and all the movement disappeared.

He slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and saw a figure that he would never forget.

The coarse cloth and rags could not hide the bright brilliance on her body at this moment, as if the gods had descended, sacred and undesecrated.

The others were also stunned by Jin Ling, who suddenly appeared, only to feel that with a flower in front of them, all the bloodthirsty vines were wiped out in a firelight, and the demon who was hiding underground was also held up in the air by her neck.

Her face was grim, her eyes were slightly closed, and a slender finger was on the eyebrows of the demon man dressed in green moss, as if searching for something.

A moment later, a cluster of scorching flames burst into flames, and the demon man disappeared in an instant, leaving only a piece of magic crystal in Jin Ling's hand.

Jin Ling's clear and indifferent eyes slowly raised, and she glanced at the people around her who were suppressed by her expressionlessly.

At this sweep, those mortals who were still alive knelt down one after another, and the mountains roared with a tsunami.

"The immortal master saves us, beg the immortal master to save us. ”

Huiyuan also came back to his senses at this moment, seeing that Jin Ling had easily settled the demon who had caused them heavy casualties, knowing that she must be a powerful senior, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

"Seniors, are seniors from the Immortal League? Did the Immortal Alliance come to save us?"

Jin Ling's expression was indifferent, and he said lightly: "I can't save you." ”

After speaking, she raised her feet and left, but was pulled by the corner of her skirt by Huiyuan, who was lying on the ground, and the mortals around her also fell into a desperate panic.

"Why? Senior, you are obviously capable, why do you want to see death and not save it? Isn't it the responsibility of a righteous monk to help the common people?" asked Huiyuan.

"Fuck off. Jin Ling said coldly.

"All beings are equal, senior, do you want to watch these mortals suffer and become extinct?"

Jin Ling raised his hand indifferently and pointed to the tethered livestock not far away: "If those cattle and sheep beg me to save them, what should I do? The beings in your eyes are only people like you, what kind of equality do you talk about?"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Ling's whole person disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the people around him fell into despair again, breaking down and crying, and some people even cursed Jin Ling in the back, completely forgetting that if it wasn't for Jin Ling just now, they wouldn't be able to live alone.

And Huiyuan's pupils shrank suddenly after listening to Jin Ling's words, and the whole person was stunned in place for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, and suddenly realized that the relief of the common people in his eyes was really limited to people like him, and in the face of death, he had long forgotten all the Buddhism he had learned for so many years.

Huiyuan took a deep look at those cattle and sheep, and now they, for those demons, are not just like the cattle and sheep that are chained and waiting to be slaughtered to satisfy their hunger.

That senior is the one who is truly detached from himself and transcendent from the outside world.

Huiyuan said the Buddha name in the direction that Jin Ling left, wiped away his tears and continued on the road with the surviving mortals.