Daylight drew out his brother's sword, and stood at the gate of the old man's courtyard, and the Holy Son came to kill one by one. （）

After killing the last person, Hu Liang still hadn't lost his breath, and the only remaining hand held the demon knife, and his body was drying up little by little.

The pain on his face could not be described, and he was now more painful to live than to die.

Eventually, Hu Liang's mutilated body froze and then shattered into pieces.

The demon knife flew back into Bai Tian's hand, and the sound of sharpening the knife came into his mind: "Boy, how is it?"

Daylight did not answer, but put the knife into the sheath, and went out into the street, continuing to exterminate the people of the Holy Son.

All the visible groups of holy sons in the mill village died, and the villagers slowly appeared in the streets.

The head of the mill village wiped his tears and walked into the day. "Thank you, Immortal, for saving the Mill Village, thank you. ”

"You don't have to thank me, if you want to thank the person who brought me here. Daylight refers to the old man who led the way, but by this time he had turned into a corpse.

"When the news came, we will definitely bury their family properly. After speaking, the village chief knelt down, and all the other villagers knelt down.

"Immortal Master, please do it to the end, save our mill village. The village chief pleaded.

"Save us, Immortal Master. The villagers echoed.

"The Sons are dead, and you have been saved. Bai Tian said.

The village chief was crying. "Immortal Master, they will still send people, please be sure to help us. ”

Daylight looked at the villagers of the mill village, and these people weighed their hopes on him. "To be honest, I don't care, you can change to a safe place. ”

"Immortal Master, there is no safe realm in this world, we thought this place was the safest, but look at it now, please stay here, they will definitely send people over, we can't resist, this time everyone will die." The village chief said.

"I said, you can get out of here. ”

The village chief shook his head. "No one wants to leave their home until the last moment. ”

The tone of daytime is intimidating. "I can't stay here forever. ”

The village chief suddenly became angry. "Then you have harmed us, there are still people who can survive, you killed their people, and the Holy Son Group will not leave any more alive this time. ”

Looking at the village chief calmly during the day, the old man was out of the way. "I have my own business, don't bother me. ”

"You're hurting us, and you're letting us die. ”

During the day, he stopped talking, and was about to leave with the ink flute, but the villagers gathered together and stopped him from leaving.

"What does this mean, village chief?" said Daylight.

The village chief couldn't keep the daylight and began to let go. "You can't go, they're coming, even if you can't protect us, you have to explain to them yourself, it's none of the business of the mill village, or you'll kill us all." ”

Daylight drew the demon knife. "That's what you wanted? Look at the death of that guy named Hu Liang, do you think I'm a good person? Do you think I don't dare?"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Get out of the way!!" Daylight shouted.

All villagers automatically give way to a road.

Ride away during the day.

Soon after he left.

A fallen group of saints stood up, and the villagers saw that this person was the deputy captain of the team that occupied the mill village this time, named Wang An.

Although Wang An was Hu Liang's subordinate, he was much more ruthless than Hu Liang and killed many villagers.

Wang An looked around and looked at the cowardly villagers, although the number was superior, no one dared to go up for a while.

Looking at the cowardly villagers, Wang An showed a disdainful expression. "Prepare a horse for me, and I'll report it truthfully, and today's incident has nothing to do with you. ”

Villagers, you look at me, I look at you.

After a while, someone really brought Wang An a horse.

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After the events of the mill village.

Daylight was already disappointed in mortals.

He also knew that there was a member of the Holy Son Regiment who cheated to death and deliberately left him alive, and he originally wanted to see if the villagers of the mill village would solve the trouble.

They were so cowardly as to let people go.

But it's okay, you have to deal with the tail you left behind.

Daylight rode the ink flute, following the traces left by the remnants of the Holy Son Regiment, all the way to the White Emperor City.

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On the walls of the White Emperor City.

Jairus leaned against the white rock wall, a few ropes descending from the battlements beside him, hanging the shriveled corpse.

White Emperor City, this is probably the tenth city he destroyed with the gods, and it was still prosperous before they came.

Now the city seems to have been choked by the neck and stopped breathing.

In the days of following God, Jairus found a long-lost feeling again.

In the past, in the Eastern Emperor Continent, he was always subject to the Demon King of the Seventy-two Caves, and if he wanted to kill, he couldn't even find anyone.

Now that I have come to the Northern Wilderness, I finally found a feeling of pleasure, there are really a lot of mortals, you can kill as many as you want, you can torture as much as you want, there are no rules to bind, this is the feeling of freedom.

Although God did not allow him to return to his original form and eat people, this point was tolerable, and he paid more attention to spiritual enjoyment.

He was born to kill and torture.

The whole city is now ruled by the Holy Son, who believe in the dragon god, but in fact they are a bunch of poor people who don't have enough to eat, and if they are given a faith, they can manipulate it at will.

Those people were full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and the notice was sent to the city.

In Jair's mind, humans are like disgusting bugs, they can always catch a few in a certain place, but they can't catch them cleanly.

At this time, in the White Emperor City, many insects were slaughtered, and the rest were hidden.

The soldiers of the Holy Son Regiment were searching from place to place, searching for those who were born on that day.

Brutal torture is taking place in the streets and alleys.

Standing on a high place to admire all this, this scene is always tired of seeing.

Turning his face sideways, his hooked nose outlining the side of his face with a vicious and vicious silhouette, he looked out of the city.

Men rode toward the gates, their eyes straightened, their eyes turned into the vertical pupils of wild beasts.

The person who came was dressed in tatters, it was the costume of the Holy Son Regiment, it should be the group of people sent to rob the nearby villages, Jianwei had a little impression of him, as if he was called Wang An, I don't know why he came back.

"Open the door, open the door, let me in. Wang An kept waving his horsewhip as he advanced.

Jairus found that there was another person behind Wang An.

Chasing after him was a young man, dressed in black and riding a black horse, with black hair and black eyes, a sword around his waist, and the only color was a blue scarf around his neck.

The Holy Son Regiment guarding the city gate saw that their people were being chased by someone, and they all drew their longbows.

Starts firing arrows when the pursuer is in range.

It's just that the arrows look like they have eyes and go around the person riding the black horse, and they don't work at all.

His slender eyes narrowed, and he could see that the pursuer was not an ordinary person, but an immortal cultivator of the second realm.

The young man riding the black horse sped up, caught up with Wang An, smoothly pulled out a pitch-black long sword, and gently picked Wang An off the horse.

The young man was none other than the day when he was tracking the remnants of the Son.

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