With Ning Yue's cultivation in the Dao realm, there is no need to worry about going anywhere. Therefore, Ning Yue also didn't have much fear of the Blood God Sect's main altar or anything. Walking from the east to the west, he gradually came to the area controlled by the Blood God Cult.

And sure enough, the area controlled by the Blood God Cult was also so unusual. Even though the grassland tribes were still living a peaceful herding life, Ning Yue keenly felt that there was a thick bloody aura in the air.

The farther west we went, the more intense this bloody aura became. Infected by the bloody aura, the herdsmen's temper became more and more fierce. Walking on the grassland, Ning Yue seemed to be walking in the underworld hell.

These are not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that Ning Yue clearly felt that the tribes in the west had become so few. After seven years of recuperation, it stands to reason that the grassland should be a good time for population explosion. However, Ning Yue only felt that the population of the grassland had become thinner along the way, at least half of it.

What kind of concept is this? The population of the grassland is at least 20 million, less than half, what kind of killing and extinction is this? Ning Yue didn't dare to think about it, or even speculate on the approximate number.

Mo Wuxian is still bent on stepping through the grassland to achieve great deeds through the ages, and now it seems that there is no need for Mo Wuxian to do it, and the grassland is about to become extinct. Even if the grasslands have experienced 40 years of war, they have not thinned the population to such an extent.

Ning Yue seemed to walk casually, but his figure was like a ghost. Take a step, and the person is already a hundred feet away. This was just Ning Yue's casual walking, if she was in a hurry, with Ning Yue's speed, her body would have already turned into a ray of light.

It was getting dark, and the stars shone brightly above the night. But this light was so dim in Ning Yue's eyes. He used to admire the night sky of the prairie, when the stars were like pearls, and the light was like lights. But now, the sky of the steppe seems to be stained with a layer of haze, and many relatively faint stars are no longer visible.

Ning Yue walked indifferently on the grassland, and suddenly stopped. Turning his face sideways, a bonfire appeared in the sky in the distance. Ning Yue had crossed five hundred miles since it was dark, and she had not encountered a tribe for such a long distance. But now, I saw a tribe, and a bonfire was burning.

Because Ning Yue knew that the grassland herdsmen would sleep after dark. Gather around a campfire at night, either to entertain guests or to hold some kind of gathering. This place is already the outskirts of Kakagier, and if you go further inside, you will really reach the main altar of the Blood God Cult.

Ning Yue stood in place and thought about it, let's go and ask about the situation of the Blood God Sect, even though she is confident in her strength, she still needs to be careful. With his mind settled, his figure flashed and shot towards the tribe.

More than a dozen bonfires were blazing, and the men of the entire tribe were gathered. It was supposed to be a raucous scene. But in fact, the whole tribe is as dead and silent as this oppressive world.

There were no women or children in the tribe...... No, there should be a woman, also a child. But at this moment, this little girl was cruelly tied to the altar, lying flat on the criss-crossed wooden board in a large shape, her hands and feet were imprisoned, and at this moment, she stared at the stars in the sky with blank eyes.

Her eyes were hollow, as if they had no soul. Even her brain had stopped turning. There were still tears in the corners of her eyes, but at this moment, the little girl had stopped crying. Maybe at this moment, her heart is completely dead, and she is completely desperate for this world.

In her, a man is struggling to work, maybe it's almost over, maybe it's just beginning. She couldn't remember how many of them were, and she couldn't remember who they were? The little girl didn't understand why the people, who were so kind and lovely during the day, suddenly became demons?

What is the Blood God? The little girl remembered that she had sacrificed to the Immortal Heaven before, but she had never seen such an evil and painful sacrifice ritual. And why, did the clansmen choose themselves?

The little girl didn't care about these anymore, because the only thing she hoped for was that all this could end sooner, give her a relief as soon as possible, and let her return to the embrace of immortality as soon as possible.

Finally, the figure on the belly let out a roar and left. After leaving, no one else couldn't wait to come up. Is it over? The little girl's empty eyes finally regained a trace of brilliance.

"Anything else?" said a man's thick voice, with a heavy gasp in his voice. The people around them didn't answer, and they all shook their heads silently. Seeing the reaction of the clansman, the man's face once again showed a cruel and strange smile.

"Sasha has carried the souls of all of us, now it's time to send him to the Blood God to tell the Blood God about our loyalty!" said the man, who slowly came to the little girl, stretched out his hand and gently ** the child's beautiful face.

The rough palm is like a dry tree trunk. Gently ** over her face and tidy up the little girl's loose hair. Gently ** over the bruises on her body, as if to soothe her pain, gently tidied up the ripped clothes again, and then gently took out a finger-thick bamboo pole from her waist that was sharpened.

"Snort-" There was a cruel sound that penetrated the flesh, and the little girl's eyes widened in an instant. The imprisoned body struggled violently and twisted painfully, and the whole face instantly turned pale, and the heaving chest seemed to have a fawn violently impacting in it.

The little girl wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth wide, and the pungent thick blood poured into her throat the moment she opened her mouth. More blood, spurting out along the bamboo tube, landed in a pottery vessel on the edge of the altar.

Blood shot out, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. And the man who brutally killed the little girl took out the porcelain bowl, scooped out a bowl of blood and drank it all, opened his mouth and looked up to the sky and roared, "The blood god is above, we will always serve the blood god and believe in the blood god, ask the blood god to give us divine power——"

All the men sang to the heavens, and all knelt down in front of the altar in prayer. But in the void above them, there was a pair of death's eyes staring coldly at them.

When Ning Yue arrived, the bamboo tube had already been inserted into the little girl's neck. Even if Ning Yue wanted to save her, it would be too late. But looking at the traces on the little girl's body, Ning Yue also instantly guessed what the little girl had gone through.

In Ning Yue's eyes, the people below were no longer human. They are brutes, or even inferior to brutes. People have the right to freedom of belief, but this kind of cult is no longer tolerated. Ning Yue was not the Holy Mother, but it was the first time at this moment that he wanted to kill someone so much, and he wanted to attack an unarmed ordinary person so much.

"Huh-" A sword light spilled from the sky, like snowflakes flying. At that moment, Ning Yue's sword aura was like silver moonlight. The little girl's staring eyes suddenly brightened. Because she was the only one looking up to the sky, she also saw Ning Yue make a move with her own eyes.

The sword light that spilled from the sky was so beautiful, and Ning Yue's slowly falling figure was even more beautiful. At that moment, the little girl believed that it was the gods who came to save her, the gods who came to guide her, and the gods who came to eliminate her pain.

Ning Yue's figure slowly fell from the sky, and the group of beasts below had already been annihilated by Ning Yue's sword light at this moment. Ning Yue slowly landed on the ground and slowly walked onto the altar.

The little girl stared at her hollow eyes, her pupils already dilated. And before she died, the corners of her mouth bloomed with a happy smile. The process of dying is painful, and the experience that precedes death is also painful. But at least, she was happy in the moment of death.

The little girl's body was completely cold, and Ning Yue slowly pulled away the bamboo pole on her neck, leaving a hideous blood hole. With a flick of his finger, a huge crater appeared around the altar. Ning Yue didn't have time to save her, this was the only thing Ning Yue could do for her.

Ning Yue knew that in the dark tents around her, there were dozens of pairs of eyes looking at Ning Yue without blinking, watching everything Ning Yue had done. And Ning Yue also knew that the owners of these eyes were all women and children.

Ning Yue put the little girl into the hole, and with a wave of her big hand, the ground was filled in again. Maybe in the heart of the little girl, she is an angel, and in the eyes of those women around her, she is a demon. But what does it matter, Ning Yue won't care. He could even send everyone to hell if he wanted to.

It's just that after the sword was drawn, Ning Yue's anger had completely dissipated. Suddenly, Ning Yue felt mentally exhausted. He had an urge to leave immediately, to leave this sinful place.

Maybe it wasn't this tribe that was wrong, but Ning Yue was sure that it was the Blood God Sect that was wrong. Even if the Blood God Sect had no intention of invading the Central Plains in the future, Ning Yue would definitely not allow his existence.

With a long exhale, Ning Yue's figure disappeared in an instant. And until Ning Yue disappeared completely, in the surrounding tents, figures staggered out like clay wood sculptures.

Look at the wet ground beneath your feet and sniff the pungent blood in the air. But they couldn't find the body of a single man. Under Ning Yue's angry sword, all the beasts had been chopped into minced meat and mixed with the dust, indistinguishing each other.

Perhaps because she was stimulated by Fang Cai's scene, Ning Yue felt as if her chest was pressed against this stone. Even if Ning Yue was working hard, the evil breath in his chest couldn't come out.

No matter how calm you are, there will always be a little girl's empty and desperate eyes in front of you. This little girl had nothing to do with Ning Yue, but for some reason he was so angry and so angry, even Ning Yue's cultivation in the realm of asking could not be suppressed.

Ning Yue stepped out step by step, and the momentum on her body increased little by little. Ning Yue, who had originally planned to sneak into the Blood God Sect's royal court, suddenly changed her mind. He needed a killing, a killing spree to soothe his anger.

And as Ning Yue's momentum increased, the royal court in the distance also seemed to wake up from the thunder. The rich blood came from afar, and the whole world seemed to be soaked in the sea of corpses and blood.

As Ning Yue stepped in, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance......