Chapter 315: Tragedy
"Who are they? How can you trust this?" Wu Qingfeng said bitterly.
"It's useless to talk too much, let's see the truth under your hands. Yu Wuliang shook his head, he didn't have the heart to continue talking to Wu Qingfeng, his eyes glanced down, tragedies broke out one after another, and the mournful howl became the mainstream of heaven and earth for a while.
With so many innocent people killed, there was no turning back for him.
From now on, there will be only one way for him, even if the future of this road is uncertain, however, he has no regrets, or in other words, he has no room for regrets.
"The times are like waves, people can only be coerced in the tide to move forward passively, when can someone ride the wave?"
Yu Wuliang laughed at himself, and the countless water waves behind him rolled up from the air, and the monstrous waves were set off, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the giant waterfall was going backwards.
In the midst of the waves, an unprecedented black shadow loomed, like a nightmare that devoured everything.
......
"Are times like waves?"
On the water, Shang Luo's feet stood firmly in the big waves, and he sighed slightly.
"That's why I aspire to strength, because only with strength beyond everything can people be free, and not become a pawn in the waves. ”
His expression was bitter, and to put it carefully, he was not a chess piece.
Shang Wu, Bai Liansheng, Wan Changqing, Bai Gudao...... It is even said that it is a system that has made him, an ordinary person in his previous life, reach today's realm and strength.
Many people and forces or adventures, even if they show friendship to him, still can't change the fact that he is now just a chess piece, this fact makes people desperate, uneasy, and powerless, because chess pieces can be discarded at any time.
Even if it is the system that he is attached to his heart, he may leave one day.
The rook on the chessboard is very powerful, but the chess player has another rook to use, even if the two rooks are gone, pawns, horses, artillery, phases, and soldiers can also play a role in substitution, even if it is a general, it is not essential for the chess player, because if one game of chess is lost, another game of chess can be opened at any time.
And he is like the chess piece that can be discarded at any time
Bang......
With a loud bang, a huge white jade arch in front of the Sword Heart Sect shattered into countless debris, and the beast tide broke the sect, and in the heart-palpitating roar, the giant beasts all over the sky surged in, and a sword cultivator with a long sword on his back flew out of the sword-shaped towers.
There are tens of thousands of cultivators of the Sword Heart Sect, and in terms of number, they may be far less than the boundless demon beasts, but the strength of the sword cultivator's attack power is far above the demon beasts of the same level.
"Help, save me, save me......"
"Who's going to save me?"
"Where is my child, my child, my child?"
“......”
The mortals who were submerged in the flood had already become floating corpses floating in the blood water, but there were still a large number of mortals who were lucky enough to run to the remaining four-fifths of the area, which had not yet become a Heze water country.
However, the so-called luck gradually lasted for a while, because soon, there were countless living and ferocious demon beasts, and these demon beasts were not those black water tiger sharks that Yu Wuliang manipulated.
A large number of demon beasts, such as the human-faced demon spider, the purple venom giant scorpion, the mad flame demon lion, etc., began to devour those ordinary mortals, in the eyes of these demon beasts, these mortal people who have no resistance are really like ants.
The cries, screams, and wails were endless, and the entire Sword Heart Sect was reduced to a tragic bloody hell at this moment.
A famous sword cultivator jumped off the back of the demon beast and found the sword cultivator one after another, in addition, mixed among the ordinary people, there were also a large number of sword cultivators, they came out one by one, the number of people was much less than the sword cultivator, but the combat power of a famous person was extremely strong.
The sword cultivator with the lowest number of people and the highest average combat power of individuals, and the demon beast with the largest number but the lowest average combat power, are united.
Under these two forces, the sword cultivators of the Sword Heart Sect and those guests were defeated one after another.
Everywhere there was fighting, everywhere there was fighting, death and wailing everywhere.
"It turned out to be this situation all of a sudden, it seems that this action of the sword cultivators has been planned for a long time. ”
Shang Luo frowned slightly and pinched his chin.
"One, two, three, four...... More than ten third-order people are fighting against each other, are there sword cultivators, sword cultivators, and demon beasts?"
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"Huh, Deputy Sect Master, it's too much...... I can't kill ...... at all."
Xiao Minghui held the long sword in his hand, panting like a cow, the Qinglan hurricane in front of him swept across the border, tearing more than a dozen huge demon beasts into minced meat, however, in less than a few breaths, more demon beasts rushed out of the gap.
The dense demon beasts surrounded the two of them in the middle, and the surrounding bricks were soaked with large patches of blood, and in the blood, broken bones, meat scraps, and hair adhered to each other, both human and demon beasts.
The leading demon beast was a human-faced demon spider hundreds of meters high, and several tall sword towers nearby were only as tall as the spider's feet, and the faces of the people on the spider's head had a strange smile.
It seems to be laughing, but there is a treacherous evil.
It seemed to be crying, but there was a mockery.
"Grab a ball, and you're done. ”
The burly old man in a white robe held a fiery red sword in his hand, his eyebrows were red, and his nose was tall and huge.
Orange-red dragon flames emerged from the tiny holes at the tip of the blade, scorching, exploding, and the space seemed to twist under this high temperature, and the wisps converged together, finally condensing a fierce fire dragon.
His heel was against the brick, and the next moment, the old man burst out.
Stepping on the air, a series of pops were stepped out in the air, and his whole body stabbed straight out, like a sharp sword.
Sword step, the sword heart sect's breakthrough type technique.
It's not easy to turn and change direction while traveling, but it's incredibly fast.
In the blink of an eye, the burly old man had already appeared in front of the fat belly of the human-faced demon spider.
"Die...... Brute!"
The old man drank violently, and the muscles that were knotted like a dragon bulged up, cracking the white robe on the upper body, and the big sword pierced into the body of the human-faced demon spider, and the orange-red dragon flame burned wildly, using flesh and blood as fuel, the dragon flame became more and more intense.
Cry.
A terrible wail.
The human-faced demon spider was on a rampage, the eight spider legs were jumping wildly, and the evil man's face was hysterical despair.
It's a crazy human-faced demon spider, and it's crazy to attack everything around it.
Whether it's the old man, Xiao Minghui, or other demon beasts.
"Worthy of being the deputy sect master...... Xiao Minghui breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time hurriedly dodged the eight sharp spider feet like giant pillars that reached the sky.
Sneer......
The human-faced demon spider's dying madness didn't last long, and soon the orange dragon flame burned it into a dark charcoal, and a little spark exploded on the charcoal.