Sun Yang immediately understood his purpose.

Maybe Song Zhidi didn't give him the order to kill Sun Yang, maybe they still needed Sun Yang alive for the time being, or maybe he felt that he had no way to kill or catch Sun Yang. Qingqiu's masters should have scattered in all directions to hunt him down, and the information he found about Sun Yang here must have been released.

Maybe it's a few minutes, maybe it's dozens of minutes, Qingqiu's pursuers near him will come one by one, and at that time, Sun Yang, who is only able to restrain the spirit body, will lose all his initiative and become the prey to be slaughtered by others.

It is precisely because of this that he chose to use this carload full of people as a hostage to coerce Sun Yang to stay.

"These people have nothing to do with me!" Sun Yang shouted loudly. "I don't know them!"

"Really?" Song He said coldly.

With a wave of his hands, dozens of black shadows suddenly scattered from his body.

Some people in the other carriages had already tried to jump out of the car and escape, but at this moment, those black shadows suddenly turned into sharp blades and flew in front of them!

Blood splattered!

Most of a man's body had already leaned out of the window, and it was at this time that his body suddenly split in two, the upper body was still in the car, but the lower body had fallen out of the car. He had not yet lost his breath at this time, and fell into the carriage screaming, blood and internal organs falling to the ground.

A man's head poked out of the window, but it stopped all at once, and the people behind him pushed him, and he suddenly fell limply, and people screamed, because the part above his ears was gone!

In just an instant, more than a dozen people lost their lives in an extremely bloody way, and panic spread in the train at once, and everyone was crying and trying to escape from their cars, but they didn't know that the same tragedy was happening in other cars.

People pushed each other at the junction of the two carriages, and even trampled on each other, and in a short period of time, the originally quiet and peaceful train became a hell on earth!

"Stop!" Sun Yang finally shouted.

Song He sneered, waved his hands together, and those black shadows scattered to control the various carriages, and roared loudly at the same time.

Sun Yang didn't know what they said, but the crowd quickly recovered order from the extreme chaos, and everyone carefully squatted down with their heads in their hands, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Why are you doing this?" Sun Yang trembled with anger.

"Because it's so simple and effective." Song He replied.

"But they are innocent!"

"What does it have to do with me?"

His extremely calm and crisp attitude made Sun Yang speechless, he stood in place with his fists clenched tightly, and after a while, the amulet he had activated ran out of energy, and the golden light on his body gradually dimmed.

Such a scene made Song He's expression change slightly, but he still carefully kept his distance from Sun Yang, waiting for the arrival of other powerhouses.

Sun Yang's hand suddenly moved slowly.

With a scream, a man in the carriage who had already crouched was cut in two from his waist, and he wailed loudly and rolled on the ground in pain. The people around were so frightened that they scattered and fled.

"If you move, one person will die." Song He said to Sun Yang.

But Sun Yang's movements did not stop, he held the spell that had attracted Song He's attention before, the spell he told Song He was a "soul searching talisman".

The screams kept ringing in Sun Yang's ears, but he closed his eyes tightly, trying to drive the grief of those people out of his mind before they died.

He originally thought that the people of Qingqiu were just a group of survivors who were persecuted and forced to leave during the political struggle, and in the face of that strange and strange and prosperous town, he even had a sense of curiosity and identity that could not be described in words. He had always thought that their hatred was aimed at Daxia or the Special Case Administration itself, just like Qi Mingfei once advertised, there was something desirable about it.

He thought that Song He was an old-fashioned old man who looked like an old pedant, but had a warm side. He saw his family, his wife, and his grandson, and thought that behind their status as sorcerers and ghost-servants, they were no different from everyone else.

But only now did he really understand what kind of existence they were.

Those ordinary and ordinary people may not be much different from ants to them, and they can kill them without any qualms and hesitation, just for some reason that is simply not tenable.

Are practitioners inherently nobler than mortals?

Sun Yang had never thought about such a question before.

When he was in the distant mountains, he was not famous, some believed in him, some doubted him, some regarded him as a master, as a savior, and some regarded him as a liar.

He is an undervalued outlier.

When he was in Qingqiu, he saw a completely different way of living, he thought that there humans and monsters, and cultivators were equal, and even thought that it was a paradise-like place. He even briefly thought that as a monk, maybe it wasn't a bad thing to survive in a place like Qingqiu.

But they soon shattered this beautiful illusion themselves, and they were equally deceitful and vying for power; They are equally short-sighted, stupid and arrogant; And now, Sun Yang finally saw the most cruel scene.

What will happen if they get them back?

Be one of them? Become their accomplice? Become a tool in their hands?

And then witness such tragedies again and again, and even participate in them with your own hands?

No.

Sun Yang said to himself.

“…… Accept my commandment, and do not disobey it. Those who follow the law prosper, and those who rebel ...... beheaded" He chanted in a low voice, the air flow began to surge, there was a faint flash of thunder between the heavens and the earth, and two clouds began to hover in the sky directly above the train, like two yin and yang fish swimming.

"You...... What did you do? Song He felt that his control over those ghosts and spirits had begun to loosen in such a vision of heaven and earth, and he even felt that he could not be driven.

They shivered and prostrate on the ground, as if something terrible was descending here.

The earth seemed to be cracking, everything was shaking, and a strong yin qi was emanating from the bottomless black hole that was opening, and a layer of hoarfrost immediately formed on the ground.

Even Sun Yang's hands trembled because of the rapid passage of Zhenqi, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

Song He finally regained control of the ghost general, he knew that this was already a critical moment, looking at such a might, no matter what kind of thing Sun Yang made, he would not be able to please him.

Kill him!

He immediately made up his mind, Sun Yang's body was trembling violently, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, and his teeth were clenched, obviously he had thrown himself into the summoning in front of him, and had lost his basic perception of foreign objects.

There's never been a better time to kill him! Otherwise, Sun Yang will inevitably become the great enemy of the Xuanming Sect!

Go!

Song He thought silently in his heart, drove the ghost general, and rushed towards Sun Yang!