Chapter 285: Death Count
"Long Yanjun?"
Su Yu and the others were still quite surprised, they had not seen Long Yanjun, and there were no photos of Long Yanjun on the Internet.
Shen Lei said: "Long Yanjun, the first person on the last Tianjiao List, a genius of the military department, has made a lot of contributions to the Huaxia Kingdom, even the world-honored realm powerhouses of the Huaxia Kingdom are admired when they see him. ”
Long Yanjun's army came and went quickly, and its strength was stronger than ten Qin Chong.
Gai Wuyan, Qin Chong, and Kou Wangsen fell to the ground and walked towards the blood-colored giant.
Long Yanjun was really powerful, and he slashed the blood-colored soldier with a single sword, which made the three of them take a deep breath.
They are the same as Long Yanjun, about the same age, no more than five years old.
But Long Yanjun's talent really made them admire.
"What is this?" Gai wordlessly stared at a glowing hedron on the ground, the blood-colored giant turned into a student and melted into the earth, but the hedron was left behind.
Su Yu and the others also came quickly, standing beside Gai Wuyan and the others, staring at the fist-sized spar on the ground, exuding a strange power, which was different from the innate spirit stones he had seen before.
Kou Wangsen stared at the stone for a while, then walked over to pick it up, and said, "Whatever it is, put it away first." ”
Gai Wuyan and Qin Chong had no opinion.
The Scarlet Giant was killed by the Long Yan Army, and there was no danger here.
Gai Wuyan turned around and glanced at it and said, "You guys rush to Qingshan, remember, don't waste time on the road." ”
Everyone nodded.
Gai Wuyan, Qin Chong, and Kou Wangsen rushed to the sky.
Su Yu and the others can only envy it, rushing to the heavens realm, the physical body has broken the shackles, and it can fly in the sky, which is really free.
Shi Xiangting exclaimed: "That Long Yanjun is really powerful, my generation is a model for learning!"
Su Yu glanced at him and said, "One day in the future, you will also be so powerful." ”
Shi Xiangting nodded and said, "That's it." ”
Shen Lei took the students of Kyoto Wuhan University, along with 14 of them, to take away the dead young man's mobile phone, weapons, and backpack, and buried them under the earth by the way, and then left.
Su Yu and the others looked at it, and their mood was still quite heavy.
Killing people all the time, when you see people around you die, that feeling is hard to control.
Of course, Su Yu and the others are better, after all, they have no intersection with the young man, but the 14 people of Kyoto Wuda are in a very heavy mood.
Su Yu and the four of them walked in front with Qingxin and Chu Hongxue, and on the way, Su Yu learned about the two people of the Wudang Sword Sect, the young man named Song Liang and the woman named Zhang Xiaoxiao.
The two of them are elite geniuses in the Wudang Sword Sect Grandmaster Realm, and they are about 20 years old.
"There are 11 people from Kunlun Mountain, Dao Sect, Quanzhen Sect, and Nanhai Immortal Sect, I don't know where they went?" Song Liang said.
Qingxin smiled and said, "Their cultivation is okay, there should be no casualties." ”
Su Yu didn't know much about these sects, so he didn't interject.
From noon until dark, no one walked to the green hill.
It was dark and cold, and the wind was howling.
Su Yu and the 22 people looked for a place where they felt safe and temporarily took refuge.
At night, the ancient ruins are particularly dangerous, the blood is churning, there are sounds of fighting, everywhere, and the sky is dark.
Everyone sat cross-legged together, their eyes closed, quietly breathing, and the sound of fighting disappeared.
There is no danger if the eyes do not see, the ears do not hear.
On the morning of the 8th, the sun rose and fell on the ancient ruins in a blood-red color.
Everyone got up and continued on their way, and when they encountered a village on the way, they entered to investigate, and the harvest was not great.
At noon on the 9th, Su Yu and the others met Mu Fanghua and the five people of Huaxia Dragon Academy, and the others did not see it.
Mu Fanghua was quite surprised to see that Su Yu, Shangguan Feng'er, Shi Xiangting, and Zhao Di did not have an accident.
Huaxia Fourth Academy, as far as he knew, had already died three people, and those students were all from the Grandmaster Realm, and they couldn't get rid of their deaths, but Su Yu and the four of them were still fine.
"Grandmaster?" Mu Fanghua stared at Su Yu for a while, and found that Su Yu's aura had reached the realm of a grandmaster, and he was a little surprised in his heart, and after looking at it for a while, he didn't say anything, and rushed towards Qingshan with everyone.
On the way, everyone killed monsters when they encountered them, and beheaded them when they encountered bloody people, without mercy.
It wasn't until noon on the 10th that everyone saw the green hills in the ancient ruins.
Qingshan is not cyan, it is blood, it is the name that Luo Shanyao called, which is to give everyone a sense of direction.
There are a lot of people gathered in Aoyama Kashita.
People from the Huaxia Fourth Academy, the Dragon Academy, the five strong martial arts universities, the five major academies, the six martial arts halls, and the military department all gathered over.
Su Yu and the 27 of them were the latest to reach Qingshan.
Luo Shanyao stood on a blood-colored stone, with a strong momentum.
Under the bloodstone beside him, there was a young man, with long hair, a tall figure, a special suit, and a saber pinned to his waist, which was Long Yanjun who came in later.
The murderous aura on his body is stronger than Luo Shanyao, which shows that he has killed far more creatures than Luo Shanyao.
Looking at this ancient ruins, Long Yanjun's bloody light exuded like a hellish Shura, so strong that people didn't dare to look at it directly.
Luo Shanyao glanced at it and said in a deep voice: "The military department stands in a team, Huaxia Wushu University stands in a team, the top five colleges stand in a team, the five colleges stand in a team, the six martial arts halls stand in a team, and the seven major sects stand in a team, quickly stand up." ”
The crowd began to look for the team.
Su Yu and the four of them drove to Gai Wuyan and stood neatly beside them, and looked up, there were 38 people, 5 people less, and only 33 people remained.
"Five people missing?" Shi Xiangting took a deep breath, he hadn't arrived at Qingshan at this time, and most of them were already dead.
"Yang Peng, how many people have died in the military department?" Luo Shanyao asked as he stared at Yang Peng.
Yang Peng's face was ugly and said: "Report, Shuai Master, the Storming Heaven Realm is all here, and 8 people have died in the Grandmaster Realm." ”
Luo Shanyao frowned, took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on Gai Wuyan, Gai Wuyan's face was pale: "Report to the commander, 5 people died." ”
Luo Shanyao frowned again, even Huaxia Wuda had 5 people dead, which made his mood a little heavy.
Qingxin didn't wait for Luo Shanyao to ask, clasped his hands together and said, "Shuai Master, one person from the Seven Great Sects died." ”
The casualties of the Seven Great Sects were relatively low, and one disciple of the Quanzhen Sect died.
Shen Lei of Kyoto Wuhan University swept around and said, "Report to the boss, 9 people died in the top five colleges." ”
One person died in his Kyoto Takeda, and two people died in Zhongzhou Takeda, Chuanzhong Takeshu, Donghai Takeshu, and Nandu Takeda.
Then Zhao Xuemeng of Jingnan Wuda said in a deep voice: "Report to the boss, 7 people died in the top five." ”
Luo Shanyao's heart ached.
The six martial arts halls, headed by Ma Tengyun of the Shendu Martial Arts Pavilion, reported: "Shuai Lord, 22 people came to the martial arts hall and 4 died. ”
"39 people. Luo Shanyao's face was ugly, he didn't expect it at all, just took a turn in the ancient ruins, and so many people died.
"Damn!" Luo Shanyao clenched his fists.
The number of people present, including him and later Long Yanjun, was only 276 people.
Yang Peng said in a deep voice: "Master Shuai, give the order to attack the mountain." ”
Luo Shanyao glanced at Yang Peng, turned around and stared at Qingshan behind him.
"In this ancient ruins, there are not only the clansmen of the Tsing Yi clan, but also the generals under the command of Emperor Baozi, the Qing Emperor has not yet been found, Ben Shuai guessed that the Qing Emperor may have awakened the soul, and the soul has fallen into evil, control the formation here, we want to get out alive, we must attack the mountain, subdue the soul of the Qing Emperor, in order to get out of the ancient ruins. ”
Luo Shanyao stared at everyone and shouted in a deep voice, "Are you afraid of death?"