Chapter 144: The Name of the Bloody Massacre 8

The monk didn't have time to figure out what was going on, but when he saw the barrier, the punishment clan flashed and disappeared.

"Bastard ......"

"Look, they can't run......&"

"I don't want to stay in this ...... place"

......

Call......

The wind was blowing, the smell of blood had not yet dissipated, and at this time, everyone's hearts were slightly shocked, looking at the fragmented corpses at the scene, the internal organs flowed to the ground, and the monk who had nothing to do just now vomited with a whimper.

"It's cruel......"

"So many people say kill and kill......"

"This Yang Chen is too vicious......"

At this time, some people reacted, and looking at this situation, those monks who were not affected were even more shocked.

What the hell is going on?

They began to be jealous of Yang Chen's methods, this person was a madman, a complete madman.

"Blood Slaughter Daoist, you are really a model for my generation?"

Which pot is not opened, at this time, there is a fake monk with his palms folded to congratulate, and he also said that he can't bear it.

"Damn, what's the matter, you want to rob Lao Tzu's name... Huh?"

Admit it again? Chen Yuan, who was grinning, waved his hand again and again;

"How dare you ......"

"Roll ......"

"No, Blood Slaughter Daoist, the little monk feels like he is destined for you......"

"Because of your sister, Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, get out......"

"As the saying goes, who hasn't been in a bad mood......"

"Damn, this is a common saying there, don't Lao Tzu and slaughter you. ”

"It's easy to say, I just want to ask for the trick of slaying demons......

"Ah...... Don't force me to do ......"

"Really, isn't it? Blood Slaughter Daoist Friends want to perform the Demon Slaying Dafa......

"Get out, Lao Tzu is a bald donkey Dafa......"

"It's wrong to refer to Sang and scold Huai for saying bad things about monks, besides, I am a lay disciple and a ...... with hair."

Aggrieved, Young Master Duan is aggrieved, what the hell is going on, I don't know at all, at this moment, I just want to cry.

At this time, someone said adoringly;

"When the blood slaughter Daoist friends slay the demons, it must be more powerful than in Qingling Mountain......

Yes......

The edge of the broken sword left a two-thousand-zhang canyon crack on the earth.

I don't know which one wants to pat the sycophant, so I looked at this crack and said;

"Well, yes, it will be called Blood Slaughter Gorge in the future. ”

Zheng Zheng ......

Jumped up the cliff and wrote the inscription.

Burst......

Duan Tianya spurted blood......

......

"It's ......"

The former home is gradually being restored under a wonderful force, and the formation that absorbs the power of heaven and earth is gradually recovering automatically.

Of course, the ruins are irreversible, and the houses will not be built on their own, and only those vital formations will be automatically restored.

Although it was just that, the sight of the flashing light and the flow of spiritual energy in front of him made the people of the Punishment Clan very excited and burst into tears.

Just now, they were like they had received a summons, knowing that they could leave, but they didn't expect to return to their former home, although they were in ruins at the moment, but with the protection of the enchantment, they were safe for the time being.

"Quick...... Let's see if there are any people alive......"

Under this ruin, there are many people buried who have not had time to escape, and at this moment, they need to find them, whether they are alive or dead.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and a sadness quickly spread.

Yang Chen could sense the desolation wafting in the air, as well as despair and pain.

He didn't even have time to feel the magic and shock of the automatic repair of these people's formations, and he was enveloped in this sadness.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the cry of pain in their hearts, as well as their hatred for monks, demon cultivators, hatred for fate, and unwillingness.

In his calm eyes, a crystal tear slipped quietly.

This is an instinct, he is sure that he can see it, but so much sadness infects him, and the power of seven emotions and six desires, it turns out, also has an effect on himself.

Tick......

Tears fell on the ruins, splashed a little dust, and dissipated in the world.

The cool breeze blew, and he gently raised his hand and wiped his eyes;

"Delusion?"

He wasn't sure if he was crying, as if it were just a delusion.

But the sage who was dying in sorrow still saw the real tears melt into the land.

Is this person in front of him? It doesn't seem to be bad? Fate arranged it this way, so there must be a reason for him.

cough cough cough ......

The Sage coughed up blood, alarming the people, and the sorrow was even more grieved, and at such a critical time, if the Sage passed away, the Punishment Clan would not know how to survive this difficulty.

"Sage......

"Sage ......"

One by one, with a crying voice, very anxious.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The Sage coughed several times in a row, out of breath, as if trying to get up, Chi Feng was puzzled;

"Sage ......"

When he was puzzled, he gritted his teeth and helped the sage, the trembling sage finally stood firm, and the sage slowly looked around, and every clan, the face at this moment, was so frightened and sad.

Looking at the few remaining clansmen, the old sage burst into tears.

For a time, the punishment clan mourned all over the field.

A blood-linked power gave them the last warmth at this moment, and they could release the suppressed sadness and pain to their heart's content.

Rong Yusheng, who was also brought not far away, was also infected by the scene in front of him at this moment, and he was sad.

Rong Chengcheng, who was lying on the ground, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The people of the Punishment Clan are holding hands, and at this moment, they are watching and helping each other, and at this moment they are relying on each other.

A kind of power circulated in them, and the runes on their bodies shimmered and shone brightly.

This scene made that Yang Chen feel awe, this kind of power, perhaps, is their real strength, and they may be even more powerful if they are reborn after experiencing calamities.

Half an hour later, the mood of the clansmen calmed down a little, and the sage arranged some things angrily, so with the support of Chifeng, it took a lot of effort to come to Rong Qingcheng and them.

Rong Qingcheng has not woken up yet, and no one knows her situation.

The Sage came to the side of Rong Tilt City, looked at Rong Tilt City lying on the ground and the two clansmen who had been invaded by murderous aura, and felt sad again.

But this time, he held back.

Sheng Sheng held back his tears.

Call......

With a long breath, his eyes gradually returned to calm, not waves, indifferent as water, warm and peaceful.

"Chifeng, don't forget this. ”

Chifeng was seriously sad, and he had clearly felt that this Sage was dying.

"Yes, Holy ...... Father!"

Sometimes, identity and status make them have to make a choice, and at this moment he gave his father a promise in his own name.

When the sage heard his salutation, a kind smile appeared on his face, this is the farewell at the end of life, so silent, plain, but this kind of emotion expressed without words is so precious.

Watching Chiffon feed and tremble and hide his sadness in his heart, the sage breathed a sigh of relief;

"To be strong, I have time...... Not much, all ...... Come on, I've got something to ......."