Chapter Seventy-One: Tomorrow's Floating Massacre!

"Is this Mobis suppressed?"

"Yes, yes. ”

Looking at Yuanyi Aono, who suddenly appeared in the field like a divine general, everyone in front of Yanggao Mansion was stunned in place, and they couldn't react at once.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty must have sent someone to save us. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be like this, it must be!"

"It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty hasn't given up on us!"

After a while, the surviving Yanggao Mansion people showed a look of sudden realization on their faces, and cheered ecstatically.

"Let's go, let's go and thank you!"

"Yes, yes, go, hurry. ”

When the words fell, the people in front of Yanggao Mansion stepped forward to salute and thank Cangye Yuan and his party.

"What are you going to do? Why did this man who killed a thousand knives come now? If he had come a little earlier, my son would not have died! And my poor grandson, I didn't even have the name of my old woman to give him a name!"

Suddenly, a mournful cry sounded from the fork. When everyone looked back, they saw a white-haired old woman slumped to the ground with a sad and angry expression. At this moment, he was looking at Motoichi Aono with a resentful face.

Looking at this old woman, Fang Cai was still very happy, and the people who were about to step forward suddenly stopped in place involuntarily.

"That's right! Why can't we come here earlier! Look at what our Yanggao Mansion has become now? Aren't we the people of the Heavenless Emperor's Dynasty? Why doesn't the Imperial Dynasty even care about our life or death?"

"Hmph! What is the point of staying in such a court!"

"It's a pity that I'm so devoted to the dynasty, but in the end I get treated like this!"

"In this way, it's better to be lawless!"

For a while, all kinds of curses and resentment sounded one after another.

"That's right! Reverse lawlessness!

"Reverse lawlessness!"

Countless roaring sounds finally converged into a wave of sound that rose through the air.

Listening to the roar behind him, Yuanyi Aono, who had his back to these people, stood quietly in place like a clay sculpture at this time, without a trace of reaction. A condensed and solemn aura quietly flowed out.

Gradually, it seemed that the whole world became solemn and depressing.

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, the voices of the people in Yanggao Mansion became lower and lower, and finally they even closed their mouths in unison. In the blink of an eye, the crowd that was still agitated just now became silent.

"Are you going to commit treason?"

The flat and undulating voice came out slowly, as if there was no emotion. However, when he heard it in everyone's ears, he unconsciously shivered, and an ominous premonition grew like a weed.

"I, I'm just talking casually, don't take it personally! ”

Subconsciously, someone replied cautiously with a trembling tone. Drops of cold sweat slowly dripped down. He didn't know why he was so scared at the moment!

"Whatever you say?"

With his back to everyone, Motoichi Aono's iron-blooded figure slowly turned around. The right arm stretched out, and the five fingers were stretched out, and he pressed down towards this area.

"If you are born rebellious, you will die innocently!"

Rumble!

With the movement of Aono Yuanyi, the wind and clouds met, the aura swept, and a huge scarlet palm print was formed in the sky, like wings hanging from the sky, encompassing several miles of land, and it was slapped down fiercely.

"Ahh

Those people in Yanggao Mansion felt the mighty attack coming from above their heads, and their expressions suddenly changed greatly. What kind of person is this? He was so arrogant and domineering that he didn't even frown, so he couldn't help but say something about them. Its cruelty and coldness are simply outrageous.

Under the palm print, countless figures rose into the sky, trying to escape. What's more, the spiritual power of the whole body exploded, and he wanted to resist it.

Rumble!

Everything was in vain! With their cultivation, it was impossible for them to escape under the hands of Sono Yuan. Before the screams could be heard, they were drowned out in a huge roar. The dust was flying, and countless flesh and blood were crushed into the ground. The people of Yanggao Mansion, who were still clamoring for resentment, turned into a handful of loess in the blink of an eye.

Motoichi Aono withdrew his right hand with an indifferent expression, and his face did not change at all. After a long time, the breeze blew, and an incomparably clear palm print was deeply imprinted on the earth, and occasionally a trace of blood mist drifted out. Ironically, these people did not die at the feet of Mobis, but in the end they died at the hands of Motoichi Aono.

At this point, Yang Gaofu died, and he fled, and there was no trace of life. Yanggao Mansion of Nuoda, as far as the eye can see, the ruins and walls are broken, the earth rises and falls, and nearly half of the area has turned into a wasteland, like a dead domain.

"Hmph!

Looking around, Aono Motoichi flicked his sleeves fiercely, and glanced in the direction of the fairy kingdom from afar, his expression was extremely cold.

"Huh?"

Retracting his gaze, Aono Yuan took a step forward and was about to return to the imperial capital, as if he felt something, his figure suddenly stopped in place. A hint of doubt flashed quickly in his eyes.

"!"

With that, Motoichi Aono suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction. At the same time, he lifted his right foot and stepped heavily towards the earth.

Rumble!

The earth trembled, and within a deep pit, a figure suddenly shot out. The figure of Aoye Yuanyi disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had caught up with the figure that was shocked into the sky, and he raised his palm to bombard it.

However, after seeing that figure clearly, Motoichi Aono actually slowly put away his right hand that had been raised.

I saw that above the sky, a corpse appeared in front of Motoichi Aono. Or, more appropriately, to call it a dying person.

The figure was wearing tattered armor, with a huge wound on his chest, the front and back of his chest were extremely transparent, the flesh and blood below the neck and above the waist and abdomen were all gone, and between his left and right hands, he held a silver-gray broken spear, which was logically dead and could not be dead. However, it is such a person who occasionally has the sound of breathing.

Around it, like an eggshell, it is filled with countless soft and white points of light, a thin layer, as if the wind blows and disperses with the wind. In addition to this, above its empty chest, a small candle floated eerily. The candlelight flickered, like an ordinary candle flame, dim and dim. The strange thing is that it is such a flame that gives people a tenacious and unyielding meaning.

At the moment, if there is someone from Yanggao Mansion here, he will definitely be able to recognize the identity of the figure at a glance. This person is Bai Zhanpeng, the commander of the Yanggao Mansion Army who was bombarded into the earth by Mobis before and did not know his life and death.

Squinting slightly, glancing at the figure in front of him, Motoichi Aono's consistent expression was actually in a rare trance for a moment, becoming extremely complicated, surprised, curious, but more doubtful. It was as if what was happening in front of me was extremely incomprehensible.

"It's actually a forbidden spell for the continuation of life--Tomorrow's Futu! Why is this so? Could it be that there is really true love in this world?"

Motoyi Aono looked at the figure in front of him with a pair of stunned eyes and muttered to himself. For the first time, Motoichi Aono wavered in his belief in life.

However, the next moment, Aono Genichi's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp again. Even more determined than ever.

"Even if there is true love in the world, what can order still be established only by iron and blood!"

Attention was once again focused on the figure in front of him, Cangye Yuanyi waved his sleeves, and the wind and clouds gathered, and within a radius of a hundred miles, countless heaven and earth spiritual powers were forcibly detained.

Gradually, a huge vortex of spiritual power appeared above the figure. Aono Yuanyi's careful control condensed the huge spiritual power that had been gathered, and drops of crystal clear spiritual power droplets dripped from the sky at an even speed, flowing into the fluorescent light mask in front of Bai Zhanpeng. The next moment, the slender and thin flame seemed to be swaying more violently, and the speed of burning slowly increased.

The forbidden spell of renewing life - Tomorrow Futu, according to legend, has existed since ancient times. This gate spell is extremely strange, and it has an unfathomable and strange power. With the help of this access control technique, you can ignite the hope of life for those who are dying and get rid of the danger of death.

However, the conditions for the launch of Tomorrow's Floating Massacre are extremely harsh. The caster must have the great consciousness of complete annihilation, and be willing to give everything for the rescued, including soul, flesh and blood, the future, and so on, in order to have the possibility of success. Therefore, the essence of the launching of the Futu tomorrow is actually a sacrifice! Give up everything you have!

Therefore, if the practitioner really uses this gate control technique, he is wiping the mark of his own existence in the reincarnation with his own hands. Everything is reduced to nothingness!

After satisfying these conditions, the caster needs to endure great pain at the moment of initiating the forbidden spell, instantly annihilating and shattering every inch of his flesh and blood, and at the last moment of death, earnestly summon the candle flame of life, in order to truly fight for the dead to survive.

It can be seen from this that the conditions for the launch of the Futu tomorrow are extremely harsh, and there are very few people who can do it. And even if the forbidden technique is successfully launched, it may not be able to save the dead 100%. Therefore, although this door control technique has been handed down to this day, there are very few opportunities for it to come out.

In addition, Tomorrow's Floating Massacre has terrible side effects!

Tomorrow's floating slaughter, ignoring reincarnation, disrespecting the number of lives, and forcibly competing with the heavens for life can be described as an extremely domineering evil art!

However, the way of heaven is clear, and it is like a mirror! A moment of crossing the sky and the sea is exchanged for a lifetime of judgment! Even if you seek tomorrow, it is like being in a floating purgatory!

The moment the rescued person is resurrected through the Tomorrow Futu, he will be deeply marked by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. In this life, we will be hated by heaven and earth.

Therefore, even if someone succeeds in resurrecting under the Tomorrow's Futu technique, they will still inevitably die in the end.