Chapter 32: Seventy-two mass graves

The green-haired monster was very powerful, very alert, and in the blink of an eye, its eyes were as big as copper bells, flashing gloom, cold and cruel, as sharp as Gengjin, and the stabbing came through, hitting the transparent barrier, and bursting out with dazzling sparks.

Yin Tianqi was calm, the ancient well had no waves, and he stood in place without moving half a step.

Xia Qingmu took two steps back, his expression was solemn, and his gaze stayed on the fiery red-robed figure beside the green-haired monster, "Damn! The Holy Fire Sect actually dares to collude with the evil spirits of hell and slaughter my people of Great Xia. ”

At the other end of the transparent barrier, the ground was littered with stumps and broken swords, and blood pooled into a ditch, soaked in dirt.

Although Xia Qing didn't like Huangfuren, Wu Quan and other disciples of the Sheji Academy, no matter how ignorant these people were, they were also the people of Great Xia, and being killed so brutally was undoubtedly a provocation and ignoring the Great Xia Dynasty.

The Hellish Warriors slew all the Terran warriors, cut off their heads with the Death Scythe, gulped down the blood, and then stabbed the corpses through the thighs with the Death Scythe, dragging them deep into the mist, leaving long blood marks everywhere.

In their eyes, these human beings are beasts, slaughtered at will.

"How can there be Yin soldiers in the Yang Void Valley? When I go out, I must show the Holy Emperor. Xia Qingmu's face was solemn.

Hell World, Yin Soldiers and Evil Spirits, these ancient and jerky words have disappeared in the Great Wilderness World for more than 10,000 years, and have even been forgotten by the people of the Great Wilderness, especially this generation, who don't know that the Hell World invaded the Great Wilderness World and slaughtered the common people.

Yin Tianqi stood in front of the transparent enchantment, and saw the green-haired monster disappear into the depths of the mist, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

The appearance of the evil spirit of the Hell Yin Soldier in the Yang Void Valley only represents a possibility, the seal of the year has been loosened, once the seal is broken, the entire Great Wilderness World will fall into a state of no return, and there will be no half an inch of pure land within the four seas and eight wildernesses.

Yin Tianqi did not hesitate, without saying a word, and quickly stepped into the ancient tomb of the ancient sage.

"Have you been here, how do I feel that you are familiar with this place?" Xia Qingmu followed behind Yin Tianqi and found that the road was smooth, and he did not encounter half of the Yin soldiers and evil spirits.

Yin Tianqi was silent and stopped.

Inside the ancient tomb, a sinkhole the size of a football field appeared on the ground, blocking the way of the two.

Near the sinkhole, the smell of blood is overwhelming.

Xia Qingmu stood next to the sinkhole, looked at it, and almost vomited.

The sinkhole was deep, foul-smelling, covered in filthy blood, and thousands of corpses floated on it. Some of them were rotten and had been dead for hundreds of years, and some had just died, and their bodies were still bleeding.

"How can there be a mass grave here?" Xia Qingmu's heart was shocked.

Yin Tianqi was indifferent, and when he raised his eyes, there were heavy stone walls everywhere.

"Come here, there are steps. Xia Qingmu shouted.

Yin Tianqi walked over, and at the end of the sinkhole, he found a step.

The two of them walked down the stairs for a kilometer underground, and another huge sinkhole appeared in front of them.

The blood here is thicker, the anger is rampant, and the evil spirit hovers over the mouth of the sinkhole and screams, and it does not disperse for a long time.

After that, the two of them continued to descend underground for 71 kilometers, with mass graves every other kilometer.

"Who the hell is digging so many sinkholes here. Xia Qingmu's expression was very solemn.

Seventy-two sinkholes, each filled with blood and water, filled with dead bodies, buried at least more than 700,000 bodies.

"Brother Yin, have you noticed that these seventy-one mass graves are connected as a whole, converging into a river of blood, which is different from the ordinary river of blood, and it is actually from low to high, going upstream. Xia Qingmu said.

Yin Tianqi was still silent, the corners of his eyebrows were furrowed, and he went one kilometer deeper into the ground, and as expected, another sinkhole of 10,000 people appeared.

In this mass grave, half of it has been filled, the blood and water are fresh, and the dead bodies floating on it are all freshly dead, as long as a few thousand more people are killed, they can be filled.

Seventy-two mass graves, burying and killing 720,000 living beings, just to pull out seventy-two earth demons, good means, almost let you succeed, Yin Tianqi's face was solemn.

"Quick, drag me over, throw it in, just kill the last batch, and the seventy-second sinkhole will be filled. At the other end of the mass grave, a fiery red-robed figure shouted.

Before the words fell, more than a dozen insensitive Yin soldiers wearing black horned armor dragged dead corpses, lifted them, and threw them directly into the mass grave.

"It's just the last sinkhole, and as long as it is filled and pulled out of the power of the earth, it will definitely destroy this damn seal. The fiery red-robed figure looked into the depths of the sinkhole, and there was a fiery glow in his eyes, which was very strange.

"Who?" Suddenly, the fiery red-robed figure shouted.

Yin Tianqi and Xia Qingmu didn't plan to hide, and stood quietly by the sinkhole.

"Boy, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you come to break in, I'm worried that I can't find the dead body, since I'm here, I don't have to go. The fiery red-robed figure laughed hideously.

"Yang Shaoao, you are so bold, you dare to collude with the evil spirits of hell, I think your Holy Fire Sect doesn't want to survive in the Great Wilderness World. Xia Qingmu drank.

The fiery red-robed figure snorted coldly, didn't care, and with a wave of his big hand, more than a dozen Yin soldiers who carried the dead corpses abandoned the corpses in their hands, holding the Zhangba Death Scythe, and rushed towards Yin Tianqi and Xia Qingmu.

"Looking for death!" Xia Qingmu was furious, the sea of qi surged, the python robe swelled, and slapped out with one palm, hitting the Yin soldier, he felt that he had hit an iron plate, not only did he not kill the Hell Yin soldier, but he was shocked away.

"Damn, why is the flesh so hard. Xia Qingmu's heart fluctuated, and his blood was tumbling.

Yin Tianqi was full of qi and blood, and in the eyes of these hell yin soldiers, it was a sweet and sour delicacy in the world, and there were ten yin soldiers more than two meters tall who surrounded him in the center.

"Get out of here!" Yin Tianqi fought with his bare hands and fought hard with the ten Yin soldiers.

These ten Yin soldiers were very terrifying, their flesh was harder than granite, and he was punched several times by the Yin soldiers, and he was as strong as a desolate body that he couldn't bear it, and his bones were almost broken.

On the other side, Xia Qingmu was even more unbearable, and he was always at a disadvantage, forcing him to use the Cangsheng Killing Technique to cut off the two Yin soldiers, "Damn, what the hell is this, the flesh is harder than a stubborn stone?"

"Hahaha!! tell you the truth, these Yin soldiers are all 10,000-year-old corpses, and they were all overlords of the Heavenly Realm during their lifetimes, and if you want to smash them, you are not qualified enough. Yang Shaoyao laughed.

"Really?" Yin Tianqi's two eyes burst out with blazing essence, and with a big step, the violent energy shook out, and the ten Yin soldiers were stunned and retreated a few steps.

At this moment, he had no means to hide, and completely released the power of qi and blood, and the wild blood was extremely powerful, roaring in his veins.

It can be seen with the naked eye that two rows of dragon scales have grown from the forehead horns on both sides of Yin Tianqi, which are lifelike. The arms were several times thicker, covered with dragon scales.

He raised two fists, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, rushed up, smashed the yellow dragon with one punch, and hit the heart of a yin soldier, this punch went down, not to mention the body, even the diamond stubborn stone was going to be exploded, but this yin soldier did not die, raised the death scythe and cut it down.

With a bang, a cold light flashed, and the death scythe slashed at Yin Tianqi's ribs, cutting through the skin, and was blocked by the barren bones, making it difficult to move an inch.

Yin Tianqi's pipa bone was bleeding, he was furious, his big hand grabbed forward, grabbed one of the Yin soldiers' arms, and tore it violently, tearing off an arm as hard as a stone.

"Give me death!" Yin Tianqi didn't give him any respite, and punched out again, hitting the head of this Yin soldier.

With a bang, the two-meter-tall Yin soldier fell to the ground in response, his head shattered, there was no blood, it was all shriveled dead flesh like broken stones.

"What kind of bloodline is this, the blood is so vigorous. Yang Shaoyao stood by the sinkhole and watched the battle, and his eyes finally changed.

Yin Tianqi killed a Yin soldier with two punches, and finally found the trick, just like a fierce lion entering the sheepfold, killing nine Yin soldiers one after another.

Suddenly, Yin Tianqi felt a chill down his spine, and his heart was alarmed, and the sound of tearing his eardrum came from his ears.

"Be careful!" Xia Qingmu shouted.

Yin Tianqi didn't have time to dodge, so he grabbed a fire dragon spear with his backhand.

However, the fire dragon spear was so strong that it rushed through the palm of his hand, piercing his flesh, dragging him back more than ten feet, and nailing him to the stone wall.

"Heaven-level magic weapon holy fire dragon spear!" Yin Tianqi's palms were full of blood, hot, and when he looked down, the fire dragon spear pierced through the desolate body and penetrated his right chest.

Next to the mass grave, Xia Qingmu was about to kill the last two Yin soldiers.

Yang Shaoyao walked over, waved his big hand, and swept over with a death scythe, knocking Xia Qingmu away, and the two hell yin soldiers quickly pounced on it, swung down the death scythe, and formed a cross cross, which was placed on Xia Qingmu's neck.

"If you dare to move again, I want your head to the ground. Yang Shaoao said.

"Yang Shaoyao, do you know what will happen if you collude with the evil spirits of hell?" Xia Qingmu's face turned pale.

"He's not Yang Shaoyao anymore. Yin Tianqi said.

"Hahaha!!Boy, it turns out that you already knew, yes, I'm not Yang Shaohao. ”

The next moment, an extremely evil aura erupted from Yang Shaoyao's body, his physical body couldn't support it, his whole body was cracking, his mouth was finger wide, and blood flowed.

"This Terran corpse is not bad, but compared to you, it is grass mustard. Yang Shaoao said.

"Hell Spirits. Xia Qingmu's face changed greatly.

"It's been 10,000 years, and I thought that the Great Wilderness World had forgotten about our race, but I didn't expect you to remember. Yang Shaoyao's whole face changed, his skin was like pine bark, old and mottled, and two sharp edges and corners pierced the flesh and blood, growing out of the bottom of the skin on his forehead, which was very terrifying.

"Humble and weak ants, go to hell!" Yang Shaoyao silently recited the ancient incantation, grabbed it with his big hand, and a terrifying claw grabbed Yin Tianqi's head.