Chapter 861: The Peak of Moon Creek is Ruined (Ask for Collection, Ask for Subscription)
Mo Junrong did not have the slightest mercy, like a wild beast hunting its prey, attacking all those in sight.
During the attack, he deliberately avoided some fleeing cultivators and aimed his sword light at ordinary people.
No matter what the other party is dressed in, no matter what the identity of the other party is, the sword light will be splashed with blood.
When Mo Junrong was killing on a large scale, he didn't attack any children, but just slashed the sword light past the children, causing the broken and splashing rocks to cause more fright to the children.
One hundred and seven, one hundred and eight...... Two hundred and thirty, two hundred and thirty-one......
He shuttled from rooftop to rooftop, as if cutting weeds, and counted the numbers indifferently.
When the two hundred and eighty-fifth people were torn apart by the sword light, Mo Junrong stopped his hand and put away the long sword to disperse the energy and light.
Two-thirds of the people in Immortal Town have been slaughtered, which is enough.
The rest of the people had to keep them alive, borrow their mouths, and spread the news of Zheng Qiu's slaughter.
In the end, Mo Junrong shouted: "You have remembered for me, this is the end of going against Lord Zheng Qiu!"
If Mo Junrong returns, if there is anyone here to help him, then none of them will want to live!"
The sound was like rolling thunder, trembling back and forth in the blood-filled air of the Immortal Town, and the crazy bearded cultivator finally set up a streamer and flew away.
The puppet festival in the town of Immortals has been completely transformed into a Shura slaughterhouse, where the surviving people walk through the ruins and corpses, crying and looking for their relatives and friends.
They didn't know why the town had suffered such a catastrophe, only that the cultivator who had caused all the tragedy claimed to be Zheng Qiu's subordinate.
For a while, they equated Zheng Qiu with the demon, and Mo Junrong, who opposed the demon, may be a good person.
In fact, the psychological changes of these people were completely expected by Mo Junrong.
After he flew out of Zhongxian Town, he found a secluded deep mountain forest and took off his bloodstained robe.
Then tear off the disguised beard and flesh-colored leather from the face one by one.
Finally, take out the water calling talisman paper and summon clean water to clean the body, especially the blood-stained hair, hands, face, and other places.
To make sure that the smell of blood had been removed, Mo Junrong used his sword light to break up the clothes and other things he had taken off and bury them in the soil.
This time the calamity is absolutely seamless, in such a remote town as Zhongxian Town, no one knows himself at all, no one knows Zheng Qiu, and no one knows Wen Jianzong's swordsmanship.
The only basis for these people's judgments is what they said when their true body appeared before, and what they did when they appeared as Zheng Qiu's subordinates.
After killing so many people, Mo Junrong didn't feel guilty at all, on the contrary, he was complacent about his plan.
The Left Palm Star Officer of the Heavenly Mandate Palace was right, as long as the final victory could be achieved, any means were feasible.
It's a pity that time doesn't allow, he has to rush to the Heavenly Mandate Palace as soon as possible to become a disciple, otherwise he really wants to use Zheng Qiu's identity as a subordinate to slaughter one town after another.
Urging the energy to evaporate the dew on his hair, Mo Junrong put on a robe, combed up the crown of his hair, and returned to the appearance of a crepe.
After observing his image, his next destination was Qinghe Town, and he went to find the family surnamed Cheng.
Qinghe Town is downstream of the Yuexi River, and the river bypasses the Yuexi Mountain, and the downstream position will become more open, and the water flow will be slower.
When the water slows down, many aquatic plants will grow at the bottom of the river, so the locals also call this section of the lower reaches of Yuexi the Qinghe.
On the way to fly to Qinghe Town, Mo Junrong happened to pass by Yuexi Mountain, so he turned a corner to take a look.
Wolgyek Mountain is a very good mountain, and it is very suitable for building a sect.
The aura gathered on the mountain, that is, the power of heaven and earth, is stronger than in other places.
Back then, he and Zixiao Linglong, the cave master of Zixiao Cave, joined forces to destroy the Mist Seeking Sect and seize Yuexi Mountain.
In the process of destroying the sect, Zixiao Linglong shot down Yun You, who had escaped from the light, and got the letter of recommendation from the Ouwen Sword Sect.
Relying on clever words, he successfully persuaded Zixiao Linglong to hand over the letter to him, and let himself go to the Wenjian Sect to learn the arts.
However, Mo Junrong knew that Zixiao Cave was long gone.
Because of his betrayal of the Mist Seeking Sect back then, everyone in Zixiao Cave knew that after he became a disciple of the Wenjian Sect, this became a stain that could be revealed at any time.
So when Mo Junrong and Lin Zou got together, he immediately asked Lin Zou to come to Yuexi Mountain and slaughtered all the cultivators of Zixiao Cave.
But with such a great mountain, and already buildings and mountain paths, it is impossible that no sect is not interested.
It's just that I don't know which sect is on Yuexi Mountain now, and what the strength is.
Mo Junrong walked around the sky above Yuexi Mountain, the weather was sunny today, and there were no clouds and fog on the mountain.
He found that there were very few cultivators on the mountain, and there were only about twenty people who came and went.
It is simply impossible to establish a sect with this number!
Lowering the height, Mo Junrong saw these cultivators coming and going, dressed in different styles of clothes.
With baskets in their hands and all kinds of tools, they tended the medicine fields on the mountain and used furnaces to cast utensils.
What's going on, why are cultivators from different sects working together in the same place?
Confused, he chose to land on the ground and approached a teenager chopping wood and starting a fire.
Politely clasping his fists and bowing, Mo Junrong asked: "When the contemptible people first came here, they saw that the mountain peaks were majestic and full of aura, so they came up to visit.
But I can't find the mountain gate after looking around, isn't there a sect on this mountain?
And along the way, there are many cultivators in different costumes, why is that?"
Seeing that the other party was so polite, the young man put down the firewood in his hand, held the firewood knife and pointed around: "You haven't been here before!"
There used to be two major sects in Yuexi Mountain, which were destroyed by the strong one after another, and only two or three kittens in the whole sect could only escape alive.
The family teacher said that this is the reason why the feng shui of Yuexi Mountain is not good, and there is an evil phenomenon of destroying the sect.
Therefore, no mountain gate is built here, and the land is divided by the nearby sects, which is only used to plant medicinal herbs and cast weapons.
Oh yes, on the highest peak over there, there is a sect refining ice cold stones on it, if you are interested, you can check it out. ”
It turned out that Yuexi Mountain had become like this, and no one was willing to come to establish a sect, and it seemed that what they had done had frightened the cultivators in this area.
Mo Junrong shrugged, hugged his fists and thanked him, and then flew away, since Yuexi Mountain has fallen, there is no need to come back in the future.
This time, he flew in a straight line, and in less than four incense sticks, he saw Qinghe Town appear in sight.
Pressing the streamer into the town, he smoothed out some of his wind-blown hair, and casually smoothed a folding fan from the street stalls.
Gently shaking the folding fan, Mo Junrong walked a few steps and asked with his fists, asking where the family surnamed Cheng lived in Qinghe Town.