"Senior Brother Huijing shot too hard. Although those people have great evil, they do not sin to death, and they should be inspired by our Buddha to abandon evil and follow good, and redeem their past mistakes!"

"Compassion, what is compassion, I don't understand anyway!" Hui Jing, who was angry, slowly withdrew her demon pestle, shook her head, and stood back, looking at the people who participated in the assessment.

"Brother Huijing has the root of wisdom, but also has the Buddha nature, the cultivation of Buddhism is a thousand miles a day, should be my Buddhism contemporary Tianjiao! Unfortunately, the killing intention is too heavy, after all, it is difficult to understand, my Buddhism universal sentient beings, all living beings are equal. Aren't wicked people human?" The senior monk of the Buddhist sect shook his head and commented.

"Hehe, I don't dare to agree!" retorted to someone else.

Shaolin Temple Buddhism is huge, and the other major sects do not need to let more, most of the wicked people in the gathering place have been killed, giving the few remaining human races, causing huge casualties, and the people who remain are only hundreds of each gathering place, compared with the previous city thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, millions, and even tens of millions of people, the gap between people, is chilling.

The horn sounded in the early morning, and the major gathering places invariably killed the nest of the unjust ghosts close to the gathering place, and the killing sound shook the sky, as if hundreds of millions of men were roaring in the clouds, and the deafening sound was deafening, wave after wave, creating a terrible demon domain.

Devil's lair.

"Oh no, Lord Ghost King, those outsiders outside have mobilized heavy troops and rushed towards us, and the fierce ghost zombies below are resisting the front line and suffering heavy losses! ”

A zombie who was no different from ordinary people, standing in the hall with a pale face, looked at the ghost king sitting on the throne with a solemn expression, and said.

In the hall of terrible ghosts, one after another terrifying ghosts wandered left and right, drifted by, passed through the body of the zombie, and shouted: "Kill, dig out the heart, let them have no return!"

"Hmph, those alien terrans, we already know what they are capable of. Don't worry, these days, the mutants we have cultivated have been tempered extremely terrifyingly, and they are not yet ready to deal with a group of mortal things! Come on, take my robes and swords, today, this king will drive the royal expedition and kill those mortal things!"

The ghost king's face was blurred, showing a blurred cloud of smoke, and the smoke dissipated, revealing a young man dressed as a scholar in white, drinking the blood of the human race in captivity, and couldn't help but say loudly.

"The king actually wants to drive the expedition in person, and this battle will definitely be successful. I'll stay here and take care of the races and food, and don't let those mortals leave. ”

An old man-like ghost slowly walked out from behind the scenes, and with a wave of his big hand, hundreds of evil ghosts followed behind him, turned into a cloud of green smoke, disappeared in place, and headed towards the depths of the lair.

At the same time, the ghost king nodded, dispatched troops, sent heavy troops, and went into battle with him, wanting to fight with the visitors of these main god shops!

"Food, damn food! We are Terrans, born free, not the playthings of these ghosts. ”

One by one, the human beings who were kept under the high walls let out a daring roar, looking at the boys and girls who were constantly being sacrificed to ghosts, boys and girls, as modern people, they clenched their fists, their eyes breathed fire, but they could only cry silently in the dark corners, and they did not dare to rush out.

The aggrieved atmosphere made almost everyone crazy, most of them chose to compromise and get by, after all, as a slave and food, at least they could live a few more days, however, some small numbers of people are completely different, they are high-spirited, always thinking about counterattacking, fighting for freedom and the right to live!

After a while, the frequent movements of the ghosts attracted the attention of these captive people, and some of them intentionally or unintentionally talked to these ghosts, obtained some information, and returned to a safe gathering place to discuss countermeasures.

"Listen to the ghosts guarding the gate, the Terran army outside is attacking their base, and most of the ghosts have been dispatched. I think it's a great opportunity, what do you think?"

A young man with a lofty instrument, gathered a group of people, unwilling to be reduced to food, breeding pigs to live, said excitedly.

"I don't think it's right, we haven't prepared our weapons yet, and we're thinking about the way forward. If you attack rashly, you will definitely die, and the combat power on our side is far from comparable to that of the powerful ghosts. As far as I know, there are thirty ghosts guarding the gate alone, what can you do to get rid of them?"

A young man with a haggard face and a glint of wisdom in his eyes looked at these enthusiastic companions, poured a basin of cold water, and struck.

"Hmph, Daozang, are you afraid? If you are afraid, you can not go, cowards, greedy for life and afraid of death, can only be reduced to their food for the rest of their lives. ”

The other young people looked at this cold-spoken guy and said with a somewhat unkind expression.

"That's it. If you're going to die, go yourself! ”

As he spoke, the man named Daozang was about to turn around and leave, but unfortunately, when he just walked to the door and pushed the door open, a former companion behind him picked up the iron rod placed next to him, struck him the back of the head, and then made up for it a few times, and sent him directly to the king of Hades.

"Hmph, if you want to get out of here, is it so easy there? Do you still have anyone to leave?" the young man in the lead, sneered coldly, stared coldly at everyone present, and said indifferently.

“...........”

When everyone saw this bloody scene, they all remained silent, even if someone was like Daozang and didn't want to die, they still didn't have the courage to speak, and they fought to refute, so they could only sit there stupidly, unable to say a word, waiting for the leader's speech.

The companion who beat Daozang stopped the iron rod in his hand, looked at everyone with crazy eyes, and said, "This operation can only succeed and not fail. Whoever dares to retreat, he will be the end!"

The bloody slaughter was more shocking than any rebuke, and the people were cold, and they dragged their heavy steps towards the camp guarding the city gate.

However, no one knew that some of them had already betrayed them, and they were more willing to live than this kind of "suicide action" with no chance of winning and little hope.

As a result, failure has become a foregone conclusion.

"Damn, who the hell betrayed us!"

As soon as the "warriors" walked out of the camp, they were ambushed by the ghosts, suffering heavy casualties, and the young man in the lead was cut off and hung on the city gate, which deeply stimulated everyone's nerves.

"Stained, a bunch of food wants to get out of here too? You're doing well, but it's a pity that I'm not a traitor very much. So, you can bury them together!" "In the eyes of the ghosts, that traitor is no different from these directly rebellious humans, it is just food, and as for the respect and freedom that you can win here if you betray others? That is never possible!