Blood-colored mist rolled and surged, drifting from the direction of the Bone Mountain, permeating the mountain forest. There was a pungent smell everywhere, and corpses were lying among the bushes, blood staining the earth, and the bones were all over the place.

These are the fate of the rebels, who were killed on the spot by the people of the Eight Great Families.

More than twenty monks who had been imprisoned in cultivation and chained by the law followed behind the Eight Great Families with fear and despair.

More than a dozen people from the eight great families of the Central Plains who held magic weapons were unscrupulous and surrounded Qin Di in this ancient forest very arrogantly.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like a dog, holding an eight-grade spiritual weapon, releasing terrifying fluctuations. However, when he saw Qin Di's face clearly, he looked stunned, as if he was facing a great enemy.

There are more than a dozen people from the Eight Great Families behind him, and they are very jealous of Qin Di.

Everyone tensed their nerves, afraid that Qin Di would take the lead, but they didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of angering Qin Di and breaking out into a life-and-death battle.

"Brother Qin...... Help, please save me...... I still have cigarettes, cigars, yellow crane towers, pandas, and ......" The voice of a crying father and mother came from behind the middle-aged man.

More than twenty monks were imprisoned and thrown on the ground like dead dogs, one of which Qin Di knew, it was that Brother Fang.

"Qin Gongzi, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding, we didn't expect it to be you." The middle-aged man who looked like a dog was exquisite, and after just a moment of stunnedness, he quickly made a choice.

At this time, no one felt that he was losing the face of the Eight Great Families, and he was cowardly and spineless before fighting. Rather, it's a smart man's choice.

Outside the gods, Qin Di fought alone against ten young heroes of the four major families, and won the battle without any suspense, and he had long been famous.

There is not much difference in the realm. They didn't think they were Qin Di's opponents. And numerical superiority does not necessarily equate to strength. As for the spirit weapon, don't forget, Qin Di also has a divine willow in his hand that slaughters all directions.

"Let that babyface go, I'll let you go." Qin Di pointed at that Brother Fang and said calmly.

"Good!" The man agreed, but did not release a cruel word to support the façade, and immediately released the person without hesitation. In the end, the people of the Eight Great Families took the remaining monks and fled cautiously.

"Xie Lu, Brother Xie Qin. You're my savior! Brother Fang, who had a baby face, crawled and rolled, and fell at Qin Di's feet, almost hugging his thighs, and described his grateful mood at this moment: "It's terrible, it's dead, it's all dead...... More than 300 people were driven up the Bone Mountain by them. It's just that in an instant, all the flesh is rotting. Turns into a blood mist. The bones were all trapped on the mountain of bones...... Brother Qin, if I hadn't met you this time, my life would have been gone...... You're my reborn parent! ”

"Bring the cigarette!" Qin Di didn't talk nonsense with him, stretched out his hand, and looked at him with a smile.

The scum was not ambiguous at all, and quickly took out two boxes of cigarettes and a box of cigars. The words of gratitude that had been brewed for a long time were about to be spoken, but they were kicked away by Qin Di, and they turned their faces and said without admitting it: "Get out!" Get out of here quickly, I won't save you 100% next time. This time. It's for the sake of the face of the previous pack of cigarettes. ”

The scum pecked his head violently, got up and ran away like a wisp of green smoke on his buttocks, slipping faster than a rabbit, and seemed to mutter: "Luck, luck! A few packs of cigarettes will change a life, the ancestral tomb is smoking, and when Ming'er goes back, he has to burn three pillars of incense for his ancestors. ”

This is a small episode, and the turmoil has subsided before it has even rolled up.

For Qin Di, saving a person who only has a few faces, it is a convenient hand to pull him. The reason why he didn't do it was to ask this group of people to go back and tell the people of the Five Great Sects, the Gu Cultivation God Village, and the Witchcraft Family not to mess with him.

Sure enough, the effect was really good, and along the way, no pursuer came to trouble him, and it seemed that he knew his approximate location and bypassed it from afar.

Within ten miles of the Bone Mountain, the mountains and forests were quiet, and there was no sound, and they were as silent as death.

Qin Di looked around and found that among the thorns, under the towering trees, and among the rocky forests, there were corpses lying horizontally, which was the fate of the rebels.

In this murder caused by Qin Yun himself and by the joint efforts of several huge forces, at least thousands of people have died

And in a place close to the Bone Mountain, Qin Di could no longer see a living person, and the monks within a radius of more than ten miles were either captured by the pursuers or lost their lives on the spot.

However, the killing did not stop, and several powerful factions that had existed in the world for thousands of years still continued to send strong people to search for other monks in the gods.

It can be said that it was a day of bloodshed, killing for the treasures of the Mountain of Bones, the merciless killing of the strong against the weak.

And this killing almost involved thousands of monks who entered the Divine Treasure, and they didn't want to be killed, so they had to join the camp of several powerful forces and become the lackeys and executioners of the four great families and several wealthy factions.

"The weak will always become a stepping stone for the strong to reach the top; The lackey, forever attached to the power of the master, bites people everywhere. Qin Di has seen countless pursuits, resistances, bloodshed and despair along the way: "I don't want to become a cannon fodder pawn, only to keep strong." Only by becoming the one who holds the power of life and death can he command the world, and a single thought can decide the life and death of thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of people. ”

Today, it is the world of the Qin family, and it is Qin Yun's thoughts alone, which has caused thousands of monks and countless family sects to shed every drop of blood in just over ten hours.

Qin Yun gave an order, and the ancient factions such as Shushan, Kunlun, and Snow Mountain obeyed his orders, and captured thousands of people for the Qin family, and used their essence and soul to sacrifice the Bone Mountain and open up a bloody road to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, after seeing countless despairs and despairs, Qin Di saw the sorrow of the weak who let the flesh of the man, so he longed to have a stronger strength.

"Fortunately, I have seen the sorrow of the weak and the power of life and death in the hands of the strong for a long time." Qin Di held a cigar in his mouth, stepped over the corpses, sniffed the pungent blood that permeated the mountain range, passed through the blood-colored mist, and muttered as he walked.

The experience of childhood, the victory and decline of youth, the decline of the past six years of despair and stealing life, has long sharpened his will like steel, and has a heart that will never give up.

"Genius is not terrible, the most important thing in this world is genius. What's the scariest part? It is a heart that has been brave in the face of countless failures without being discouraged and has been moving forward. Even if the owner of this heart is not a genius. Once it rises, it will be unstoppable! This is also for what hero lost to the hanging silk, Xiang Yu killed himself in Wujiang, and Liu Bang established a centuries-old Han foundation from his corpse. ”

These words were the words given to them by the people of Jinghong Dao when Qin Di left the Kunlun Killing Field: The reason why the toad is great is that it has an ambition to eat swans, so there are toads that eat swan meat.

Holding a cigar from thousands of oceans, watching countless corpses and bones gore, walking in the blood mist. Qin Di finally arrived at the foot of the Bone Mountain.

The blood mist here is too thick, it has the tendency to cover the sky and the sun, and the screams and howls continue to come from the other direction of the Bone Mountain, which is Qin Yun refining the Bone Mountain with the blood of the divine soul essence of more than a thousand people.

Qin Di passed through the blood mist. Standing at the foot of this mountain, which can be said to be piled up with countless blood, lives, and white bones, he finally saw this huge and strange mountain of bones clearly.

Even if he has already known the demonic magnificence of this bone mountain from the mouths of countless people. But at the moment. When Qin Di looked up at it, at this moment he held his breath and stared blankly at the hellish magic mountain in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

It is not only evil and weird, but can scare mortals to death. And it is also very majestic, exuding a momentum that is above the sky. And a skeleton. Lying horizontally at the foot of the mountain, on the mountainside, on the top of the mountain.

Each skeleton was placed in an orderly manner, making them flow with an eerie white light, which was chilling and creepy. But such a bone mountain should only exist in the legendary hell. But it gives Qin Di a sense of the vicissitudes of time, as if it has been here for thousands of years.

"It's like coming out of hell across time and space." Qin Di looked at it blankly, losing his ability to think, because this scene, this mountain, should not exist in the world and appear in front of mortals.

This is a shocking mountain, it is so visually striking, the foot of the mountain is full of human bones, densely packed, layer after layer, constantly spreading to the top of the mountain and the belly of the mountain, too many to count, impossible to count.

"I'm afraid there are not 10 million, but millions, a generation of emperor Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the king who rules the world, actually used the bones of the human race here to pile up such a mountain." Qin Di suddenly felt that this "First Ancestor of Humanity", the Holy Emperor of the Five Emperors, was probably not a benevolent lord.

Because this scene was too scary, with tens of millions of bones piled up into a mountain, Qin Di didn't think that the Yellow Emperor would collect all the bones of the whole world at that time and pile them into a mountain.

100 percent is to slaughter tens of millions, and bloody means are used to kill mountains of pits.

Therefore, this scene was very terrifying, even if Qin Di had seen countless bloody rains and bloody winds, he felt his scalp tingle, his back was cold, his cold hairs stood up, and a tremor from the depths of his soul surged in his heart.

This is the real emperor's anger, tens of millions of floating corpses, a thought, ruthlessly killing tens of millions of living beings.

"That's ......" Qin Di slandered, and on the mountainside, he saw a huge human corpse, as well as the bones of countless creatures such as brute beasts, divine pythons, spirit dragons, and dragons, and further up, he really saw a dragon bone. The body of dozens of zhang, between the mountainside and the top of the mountain, is like a dark dragon in Western mythology, looking down on the common people, exuding terrifying power, wanting to tear people's souls.

Above the keel, a huge divine bird, like the legendary divine phoenix, as the old man said, it is full of flames, wearing a colorful crown, sharp claws are cast of divine iron, and the long feathers on the tail are intertwined with four divine lights.

The strongest of the divine beasts, Chongming Bird, was lying lifeless on the top of the mountain, blood like magma flowing from his chest.

At this time, Qin Di found that the entire mountain of bones was bleeding. Wisps of blood, shiny red, flowed from each corpse's bones, gathering towards the bottom of the mountain of bones.

"How is this possible?" Qin Di was shocked.

"I smelled a familiar breath and felt the presence of gods and evil things." (To be continued......)