Chapter 310: Ten Thousand Ghosts Cry Under Ten Thousand Graves

After Gang Master Qiu finished speaking, he lowered his head and twitched his nose, Jiang Pingchuan stood up and looked at Gang Master Qiu, and then took his own steps slightly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gang Leader Qiu looked like he was involuntarily following Jiang Pingchuan, seeing that Jiang Pingchuan was about to fall off the cliff with him.

Gang Leader Qiu tried hard to stop his body, but just when Gang Leader Qiu couldn't hold back and wanted to speak, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly turned to look at Gang Leader Qiu, put his finger in front of his mouth, and signaled Gang Leader Qiu not to speak.

Then Jiang Pingchuan stepped on the void, and the Qiu gang leader followed Jiang Pingchuan and stepped on the void, and the Qiu gang leader closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look down.

Jiang Pingchuan smiled slightly, looked at Gang Leader Qiu's expression, and then continued to walk on the void with his own steps.

This state was able to be achieved when he was just practicing the Qi Realm, and the Void was growing step by step.

"Open your eyes"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the Qiu Gang Leader in front of him and said softly, and the Qiu Gang Leader slowly opened his eyes and glanced at his feet.

The black hole under his feet was the bottom of the valley with no end in sight, but he just glanced at it hurriedly, and the gang leader Qiu hurriedly stabilized his body, looked at Jiang Pingchuan stunned, and said nothing.

"Do you know how many people can be killed between a Supreme Flip?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the cliff under his feet and asked in a deep voice, Qiu Gang Master swallowed his saliva, he naturally understood what Jiang Pingchuan meant.

Right now, if Jiang Pingchuan wants to kill himself, he only needs to withdraw the force exerted on himself, and he will fall into this abyss.

"You can only convince me that others will not let go of their hatred"

Gang Leader Qiu looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said in a deep voice, right now Jiang Pingchuan is not just facing him, but tens of thousands of people standing at the door of Mo's house.

Only when these tens of thousands of people are willing to let go of the hatred in their hearts can all this go to the next page like turning a book.

"Did I convince you?"

Jiang Pingchuan frowned slightly, looked at Gang Master Qiu and asked with a smile, Gang Leader Qiu's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had been cheated by the guy in front of him.

Gang Leader Qiu sighed helplessly and nodded, at that moment just now, he really didn't have hatred for Mo Xingyun in his heart.

It's as if he and Jiang Pingchuan are telling a piece of past history.

"What are you going to do, know that you can't convince everyone, after all, everyone thinks differently"

Gang Leader Qiu looked at Jiang Pingchuan and asked in a cold voice, if you look at Jiang Pingchuan's strength, Gang Leader Qiu believes that Jiang Pingchuan will be able to kill everyone standing at the door of Mo's house in the shortest possible time.

But there will be a group of people who kill a group, and these hatreds will only get deeper and deeper, rather than ending the generation of hatred because of killing.

"The more impossible things are, the more interesting it is, take me to see those who were killed by their tutors"

Jiang Pingchuan patted Gang Master Qiu's shoulder and said with a smile, he had experienced too many impossible things, and he used to feel that the Supreme Realm was the supreme existence. He may not be able to attain it in his entire life, but in the blink of an eye, he has become a cultivator of the Supreme Realm.

In the face of all impossible things, Jiang Pingchuan's mentality has changed from reverie to practice, and all things can only be done to know the result.

Gang Master Qiu looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a strange expression, he felt that the supreme in front of him was very strange, and he didn't have the momentum that he imagined the supreme should have.

Talking to yourself is like a cultivator of the same level, except for strength, of course.

"It's a long way from the mass grotto, we need to prepare a magic weapon"

Gang Master Qiu looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said, Jiang Pingchuan twisted his brows and shook his head.

"You just have to think about the location of the mass ghetto"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the eyes of the Qiu gang leader and said, the Qiu gang leader looked at Jiang Pingchuan suspiciously, and then closed his eyes and thought about the location of the mass grottoes in his mind.

Jiang Pingchuan raised his hand slightly, a strong hurricane swept the two of them, and they disappeared over the cliff in an instant, and as soon as the two disappeared, a surprised sound came from under the cliff.

Then at the top of the cliff, the stone kept shaking, and suddenly a stone fell off the cliff, and suddenly disappeared in the middle of the fall, and the surrounding of the cliff was calm again.

When he felt the hurricane around him disappear, Gang Leader Qiu opened his eyes.

Just glanced at the front of him slightly, and Gang Leader Qiu's eyes were slightly red.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the hillside in front of him, the entire mountain in front of him was occupied by the tombstone cemetery, and Jiang Pingchuan couldn't see the end of the grave at a glance.

Looking at the cemetery covered by wild artemisia in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan could feel the strong smell of blood from it, decades have passed, and the resentment here is solemn, and the wild artemisia grows wildly.

"How long has it been since you've been here?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the cemetery in front of him and asked softly, and Gang Leader Qiu lowered his head with a slightly red face.

"I haven't been here for more than ten years"

After saying this, Gang Master Qiu's face was full of guilt, they only knew how to go to the Mo family to seek justice all these years, but they forgot to come here to worship their ancestors.

Now that the words on these inscriptions have disappeared, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the broken inscriptions, and sighed as he sighed as caves made by weasels and snakes everywhere.

People die without anyone to deal with the aftermath, and the condensation of resentment here has turned the cemetery into purgatory, watching the sun hang over the horizon.

Jiang Pingchuan frowned slightly, and the wind began to blow in the originally quiet cemetery.

"Let's go, or the people here will come out."

Jiang Pingchuan looked back at the Qiu Gang Leader behind him and said in a deep voice, and the Qiu Gang Leader looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a stunned expression.

"What people"

Gang Leader Qiu glanced over Jiang Pingchuan's body and looked at the cemetery, and when he saw that the cemetery had not changed, Gang Leader Qiu's face was obviously even more surprised, he didn't understand what Jiang Pingchuan was talking about.

"The ancestors returned to heaven, but you didn't come to worship incense, the people here have already become powerful ghosts under the condensation of resentment, and if you don't leave, wait for the sun to set, this is purgatory"

Jiang Pingchuan's eyes slowly scanned the surrounding graveyards, and in Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, there was already something on the grave in the shade of the tree, sitting on the grave and looking in his direction.

Jiang Pingchuan patted the shoulder of the Qiu gang leader, and a gust of wind blew the place where the two disappeared in an instant.

The man on the grave frowned slightly, stood up, and walked towards the jungle.

As soon as the two of them disappeared, the cemetery was quickly shrouded in a dark cloud, and the graveyard was shrouded in a thick fog between the haze.

Gradually, the wild artemisia also floated in all directions, accompanied by the sound of stinging and stinging, and the cemetery was full of whining and crying.

In the mist, some people held voles and earth snakes and opened their mouths to eat, and some people sat on the grave and looked down the mountain with sad faces, and the gusts of wind swept the whining and whining cries echoed throughout the hillside. (To be continued.) )