"The people of Xishi are here, you guessed right, hundreds of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of people, are here."

Yu Ling's indifferent and flat voice had a frosty coldness, no anger, no hesitation, no pain, because he had already struggled when he should have struggled.

Hundreds of thousands?

What a huge base this is!

Mo Kongjing, who stiffened his body, stared at the loess with his eyes wide, bent over and stunned, compared to the sense of smell, the visual impact must be more intense!

With just one look, she wanted to run away and vomit.

She didn't know how to describe what was in front of her, she was confused and didn't know where the road ahead was, and a strong feeling of fainting was coming, but she didn't allow herself to fall, she definitely couldn't fall.

She could hear the sound behind her, and she knew better that Yanran had fallen. She can't be weak, because her division no longer exists, and she can't fall, after all, there is no one behind her.

Numbly straightened up, her body still stiff, but she was able to control her movements.

Turning around stiffly, the scene in front of him was bloody and scarlet everywhere he looked.

Her stomach was churning, and her eyes, which had lost expression on her face, saw endless darkness, but at the end of the darkness was a large patch of lingering scarlet.

The sky, the ground, pools of blood, and piles and piles of limbs

Walk, take a step, move, move.

She controlled her body little by little, the scene in front of her could drive any monk with a strong mind crazy, numb and stiff, she moved forward step by step, stiffened her body and squatted down, helped Mu Yanran up and turned around and left step by step.

Such a simple action, which could have been done in one go, felt that she was as slow as a turtle.

It's only a short journey, but she seems to have walked for a whole hundred years.

Leave, leave, leave now!

The mind is shouting, the mind is shouting, the body is shouting!

There was no place in her body that was comfortable, disgusted, disgusted, painful struggle, and all the negative emotions turned into one rough wave after another to invade her.

Darkness, boundless darkness.

Scarlet, so red that blood is crimson more than lava!

One step, even if it's just one step, she walked so hard.

Her consciousness was being invaded, her strength was being withdrawn, her reason was gradually dissipating

All the voices faded away, and suddenly there was only that road left in front of her, the only road that was scarlet.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's really been a hundred years, maybe it's just a moment.

"Ahh Fell to the ground with a soft snort, and all his strength was withdrawn, but the scene in front of him had changed, and it seemed that it was still on Jiulong Mountain, and it didn't seem to be.

In the lush woods, the sound of the waves can be heard not far away, the waves are gently lapping, and the cool and comfortable sea breeze finally blows in the face.

The smell of blood that had been lingering on the tip of the nose seemed to recede, but it didn't seem to be there.

Her scalp was tingling, her body was trembling, she didn't dare to close her eyes, even if the darkness of the fainting was getting stronger and stronger, she didn't dare to fall, let alone fall down.

She can't fall!

She didn't know how long she had been walking alone, until the breeze blew through the leaves, the waves were afraid to hit the ground, and in the face of nature, in such a quiet air, she finally became numb. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Before she could look back, she knew who was behind her, and she could feel the two complicated eyes behind her.

"These, did they do by the Emperor of the Western Sea?" That day, she asked in a hoarse voice.

Lying on the ground, relying only on two hands to support herself from falling, she looked so embarrassed, obviously it was such a beautiful scenery, but she was afraid and confused like a lost child.

She didn't know how to express clearly, how many people were there in Xishi?

Thousand?

Ten thousand?

Or 100,000?

No, she didn't dare to think any deeper.

But is the root of all suffering coming from the God who is supposed to be merciful?

Is this God's mercy?

Blood stains the earth, the people are poor, is this what those gods call mercy?

Every monk in the world of cultivating immortals hates the abyss, hates demons, since ancient times, good and evil are not separated, they do not believe in fate but believe in the gods who open the world, they use the righteous path to judge the demons who do evil, but they never thought that the gods who should be merciful and are worshiped as the embodiment of justice are so cruel that people can't help laughing.

Evil cannot be believed.

Yes, I can't believe it.

So who can you trust in the future?

"Yes."

Yu Ling's face was calm, and she lowered her eyes and answered in a muffled voice.

The hand that fell next to his legs couldn't help but clench into a fist, thinking that he could already calm down and maintain the most basic self-control, but if he could really calm down, where did the anger in his chest that had exploded come from?

In the end, everything is just his self-righteousness, thinking that out of sight is pure, thinking that he will not be touched again after seeing it once, but the truth is - just the opposite!

Suddenly, Yu Ling's old-fashioned face was lowered, and no one could see the green tendons on his forehead, nor did anyone notice the crazy look in his eyes.

"With my body as a wedge and my soul as the guide, in this life, I will bury the gods in Huangquan!"

At that time, Yu Ling made an oath clearly and verbally.

She really heard Mo Kongjing, who was already numb, but she was confused because of the numbness of the spirit and the numbness of the body.

She could only hear Yu Ling's oath of hatred and anger to the extreme, but after that, her ears kept buzzing, and she didn't seem to hear any other sounds anymore.

"Emperor of the Western Sea, you are a god in vain!"

At the foot of Jiulong Mountain, the roar of Mo Kongjing shook the mountains, and the sound of birds and beasts fluttering their wings resounded in the sky, and the three provocative words echoed on Jiulong Mountain for a long time.

That year, she saw through the so-called gods.

On that day, she scolded the gods of the eight directions.

At that moment, she hated her weakness.

Can mortals be enemies of God?

She didn't understand, Yanran didn't understand, and Yuling didn't understand either.

But Mo Kongjing knew very well in his heart that this moment was this moment, and the three of them must be standing on the same position and making the same decision!

That is, when they first set sail, they made the oath that Yuxuan made.

If you don't settle in the West City, you will not return!

Even if the opponent is a god-like existence!

Since heaven and earth are unkind, then the verdict will be presided over by them themselves!

Mu Yanran's coma didn't know how long it lasted, but when she woke up, her face was pale and cold sweat continued to flow down her forehead, and when she looked around, she knew that she was still at the foot of Jiulong Mountain, and she looked up at the dim sky, but she didn't know how long she had been asleep.

The scene before her consciousness completely dissipated lingered in front of her eyes for a long time, and her eyes were blank, and she looked at the front of her in a daze as she lost focus, and gradually, she finally came back to her senses.

However, a ray of warm light appeared in the dim vision, and the two backs sitting in the backlight inexplicably made her feel a little relieved.

(To be continued.) )