The mighty righteousness and sword qi finally settled.

The thirteen toads around Mu Ziyu have all been annihilated and turned into ashes.

Thirty zhang away, the toad spirit that was as big as Roshan had also been killed by a sword.

Mu Ziyu's face showed a slightly bitter and relieved smile,

"What Mu Ziyu did, that's all......"

The words fell, and on Mu Ziyu's body, cracks like spider webs appeared all over his body.

He killed thirteen toad spirits in one breath with his heroic righteousness, and he had exhausted all the life qi in his heart, and he had exhausted all his vitality with a desperate sword.

"Lady, go to ...... for your husband"

The crack spread, and in the dense cracking sound, Mu Ziyu didn't have time to turn around, but halfway through his words with a light sigh, the whole person suddenly turned into ashes and dissipated.

Smack!

Bang dang!

With two sounds, the big seal that was originally hanging above Mu Ziyu's head suddenly fell and broke in half, and the Cang Chu sword that was originally held by Mu Ziyu in his hand also fell to the ground with a sonorous sound.

"Ahh

Behind Mu Ziyu, Lou Dai hugged her daughter tightly, looking at everything in front of her in horror and despair, she trembled all over, and tears burst out of her eyes.

"Husband......

She cried sadly, desperate and helpless, only to hold the daughter in her arms.

......

Inside a small town at the foot of a remote foothill.

Houses collapsed, and debris of bricks, tiles, and rafters littered the ground.

A gray and cold sky shrouded in it.

A light rain was falling from the sky.

A ruined and desolate scene among the ruins.

The ruins were littered with dead people and the severed flesh they had left behind.

As the rain washed away, blood flowed through the cracks of the ruins, converging into bubbling streams.

Dead people were buried in the ruins, heads one by one, and their eyes reflected the light of godlessness.

"Dad!mother!!"

A little boy who was only seven or eight years old fell into the ruins.

Looking at the ruins in front of him, looking at the corpses under the cracks in the ruins, he wept sadly.

He was dressed in tattered and old cloth clothes, and his face was covered in mud and blood.

One foot is straw sandals, and the other is barefoot.

Broken reincarnations and wooden thorns pierced the soles of his feet, and blood flowed, but he didn't feel anything.

Three feet behind the little boy, Fan Yi's figure stood in the rain in a daze.

He wears a hideous bronze ghost mask on his face.

In his hand, he carried a ring-headed broadsword!

It's just that even the hideous bronze mask still can't hide the loss of soul in his face and eyes,

"This ...... This can't be!!"

Fan Yi's hands trembled.

He looked at the little boy, and the little boy slowly turned around, and with his face stained with blood and rain, he showed an expression that seemed to cry and laugh.

"Dead!Dead!!"

The little boy's immature voice fell, obviously it was just a very soft voice, but it was like a thunderclap that exploded in Fan Yi's ears, suddenly awakening the memory buried deep in his mind.

Fanjia Village!

Sixteen years ago, Fanjia Village!

The state government encircled and suppressed the blood demon of Baigu Mountain, and the blood demon was defeated and fled, and fled through Fanjia Village, killing almost all 216 people in Fanjia Village!

Only eleven people escaped!

Fan Yi, who was only seven years old at the time, was one of the eleven survivors.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar scene in front of him, Fan Yi's eyes suddenly turned blood red!

Fanjia Village!Blood Demon!

A nightmare that he couldn't let go of and couldn't forget.

Over the years, for many days and nights, he would wake up from a nightmare at night, dreaming that his parents and other fathers and villagers in Fanjia Village were covered in blood and crying to him!

But at this moment, he held the ring-headed broadsword in his hand, but without saying a word, he slashed it forward.

The poignant sword light flashed, and the crying stopped abruptly.

This knife directly split the little boy sitting in front of the ruins in half.

The young corpse was thrown and fell to the ground like two tattered pockets.

It's just unbelievable that after the two bodies of the little boy fell to the ground, his upper body struggled again, turned around, and looked at Fan Yi with a pair of immature but sad eyes,

"You ......"

Before the immature words could speak, several cold knife lights slashed down, chopping him into meat sauce.

"Childish!"

Fan Yi's eyes showed an unprecedented cold light.

Fanjia Village, the tragedy sixteen years ago is indeed a nightmare that he has never been able to let go of in his heart.

But over the years, he has never flinched from the army and killed the enemy, and his will has already been tempered with unprecedented tenacity.

Just a fantasy wants to confuse him, it's a dream!

Then Fan Yi held the ring-headed big knife in his hand, his eyes were round, and he roared sharply,

"Wake up!!"

The voice full of fury exploded, and the hazy scene in front of him suddenly shattered!

In the godless eyes, his gaze refocused, and Fan Yi looked coldly ahead.

Around Fan Yi, all the Red Owl sergeants were holding the weapons in their hands, and their eyes showed a cold murderous intent.

Where their eyes converged, a young man in a green brocade robe stood there.

He stood with his hands in his hands, looking haughty.

Just watching Fan Yi and them come to their senses one by one, his eyes showed a little surprise.

"Awake?"

His words fell, but Fan Yi and the others didn't say a word, but the killing intent emanating from them became even more intense.

The fierce killing intent was intertwined, and the actual killing intent stabbed at the young man of Lu Yi like a needle.

But the young man in green didn't care, but a somewhat playful smile appeared on his face,

"Interesting, the dream magic can't trap you, it seems that you are really not ordinary state sergeants. ”

"But that's just right. ”

"If you use the seeds planted by ordinary people, you can only produce some ordinary goods, but if you use the seeds planted by the masters of your human race, and get the cultivation of your essence, qi, spirit, and blood, you can grow the best goods. ”

"Seeds?"

Fan Yi's side, Hong Yu's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes, seeds, seeds grown with your Terrans as fertilizer. ”

The young man in green said as if he didn't care.

"You human race are loved by heaven and earth, and are born wise. ”

"Our toad clan is different, among birds and beasts, the roots and feet of the toad clan cannot be on the table. ”

"But if you use your human race as fertilizer, and use the spirit magic to plant toad eggs on you, so that it can suck your blood and soul dry before you are born, then the people born in this way can have amazing innate qualifications. ”