An Zheng just glanced at the fallen samurai as if he was careless, and then an electric current came out of the samurai's body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In just a moment, the samurai was scorched black by the electricity.

Zhou Shen looked at An Zheng, his face was a little ugly, and his eyes were a little frightened, but what impressed An Zheng the most was that there was a kind of relief and relief in his eyes that seemed faint.

An Zheng saw Zhou Shen's lips move up and down, and seemed to say two words silently.

Finally......

Finally?

Interpreting lip language is also one of the necessary means to investigate the case, so An Zheng is sure that he is not mistaken. However, at this time, when the defensive barrier that Zhou Shen relied on was violently broken by An Zheng, and three of the four ironclad warriors had been killed, Zhou Shen said silently, what did it finally mean?

And what surprised An Zheng even more was that Zhou Shenyi waved his hand and ordered: "Mobilize everyone to kill him, either he dies or you all die." ”

After saying this, he turned around and walked into the City Lord's Mansion by himself. And with his order, more and more people gathered around. Those people from the Metropolitan Inspection Yamen in red brocade robes, the guards of the City Lord's Mansion in armor, and some cultivators in ordinary clothes poured over from the City Lord's Mansion and from all directions, and the number of people made people's scalps tingle.

An old man in a linen robe appeared in the crowd, his face covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of cloudy eyes. He seemed to glance at An Zheng, and then walked to the steps at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion and sat down cross-legged. All the cultivators and guards formed a defensive formation centered on this person, and this old man was like their core.

The old man took out an octagonal object from his cuff, like some kind of plate. He placed the octagonal disc in front of him, then raised his hand and bit his index finger and dripped a drop of blood on the octagonal plate. A moment later, a golden light appeared on the octagonal plate. The beam of light shot straight into the sky like a sword, and suddenly spread out in mid-air, like a sky full of stars. The sky over the entire ancient city of Angu is dotted with golden light.

The old man's hand pressed on the octagonal plate, and then grabbed it with one hand.

With just these two movements, those golden points of light above the ancient city of An suddenly brightened. Even the clearest night sky, when the stars are at their brightest, is not as magnificent as it is now. It wasn't night, but the sky was full of stars.

As he grabbed it with one hand, it was as if the entire Angu City was shaking. Then there were more people gathered around, and this time it was not a cultivator, not a monk, not a person from the Yamen, but ordinary people. They moved slowly like zombies, and soon filled the street. Their eyes were blank, and their faces were calm as if they had been carved out of stone, without any emotional changes.

"Kill!"

The old man pointed sharply.

Then the sluggish ordinary people seemed to have changed into a different person, and pounced on An Zheng like crazy wild dogs. They run fast, but they move exceptionally mechanically. That kind of scene is weird to the extreme.

An Zheng would never kill ordinary people, but he knew that these ordinary people were no longer human. In the past few years, I don't know what Zhou Shen has done in Angu City, which has made all the people in Angu City become the ghost they are now. The most terrifying thing is that An Zheng didn't feel too much anger in them.

The breath of life.

From the time An Zheng entered the city, he felt that this ancient city of An was strange everywhere.

The broken army sword came out, An Zheng held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the long sword swept away, and a sword light of five or six meters extended from the sword body. Like the tail flame of a meteor swept by, slashing hundreds of people. There were so many people around that it made people chill.

Then something even more terrifying happened. The ordinary people who were beheaded by An Zheng did not die, their lower bodies were moving, and their upper bodies were still crawling towards An Zheng. And there was not a drop of blood coming out of half of their bodies. An Zheng's brows furrowed, and the power of cultivation came out. The sword light on the broken army sword stretched from five or six meters to ten meters in an instant, and the sweeping sword light was even more terrifying than the scythe of death, and one by one people fell.

At the same time, An Zheng's left hand pointed upward. The Nine Shadow Thunder Bells immediately flew up and hung above his head, forming nine Thunder Bell Pagodas that revolved around An Zheng. The people who didn't have time to kill the sword were directly bombarded by the electric current hanging down from the Thunder Bell Pagoda. And the twenty-seven scales of the holy fish flew directly into the crowd, crushing back and forth in the crowd like a meat grinder.

In just a few minutes, the streets were already full of stumps and severed arms. An Zheng walked forward step by step, heading towards the City Lord's Mansion.

With each step, there will be a lot more corpses in front of you. But more people came from all directions like mad dogs, and the roaring sound was unpleasant and harsh, and everyone pounced frantically, as if death meant nothing to them. When An Zheng walked forward, he killed and killed, and he didn't have any other thoughts.

The ancient city of Angu is over, and there is no normal person here.

But no matter how fierce and ferocious An Zheng's killing was, those cultivators always protected the old man who was sitting cross-legged at the door. Even though Anzheng's strength is against the sky, the speed of advancing is not fast. Because there are so many people who come, although Angu City is not a very big city, there are no less than 200,000 people living here all year round. 200,000 people, converging on this street, how horrible will that scene be?

An Zheng didn't know how many people he had killed, but he knew that he had only taken six steps forward from the beginning to now. It's only six steps, and the corpses around An Zheng have piled up like a hill. As he walked forward, he and his instrument were like an iron plough that had penetrated deep into the earth, plowing the ground. In front of him was a canyon, flanked by piles of corpses and people still pounced.

A dazzling flash of light flashed on the Nine Shadows Thunder Bell, and countless currents shot out from above. In just one moment, there was not a single grass growing within a radius of three hundred meters, and all the people and corpses were blown into ashes. The sky became gray, as if there was a fog in an instant, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"Original...... This is the peaceful and prosperous world in your mind, the paradise of the world. ”

An Zheng's eyes were full of sadness, sadness that even the killing intent couldn't stop.

But he showed no mercy, even when he knew which people were innocent.

"Send you into samsara, I hope you will not encounter such a madman in your next life. ”

An Zheng pushed forward with one hand, and each of the twenty-seven scales of the holy fish became more than a meter in size, and the twenty-seven pieces were connected side by side, almost thirty meters wide when beaten, almost as wide and narrow as the street. As he pushed forward with one hand, the twenty-seven scales of the holy fish side by side pushed forward flatly, and everywhere he passed, everyone was cut off by the waist.

When the scales of the holy fish were pushed over, the electricity on the Nine Shadows Thunder Bell fell, blasting all the incomplete people into slag. An Zheng stepped forward on the debris of the corpse, and there was a clattering sound under his feet. And those people still rushed from afar, they didn't have any emotion, they just obeyed the old man's orders, and the goal was to fight. They threw themselves down directly from the roof, from the wall, from the tree, but because of their own lack of strength, many of them broke their legs. Yet even so, no one stopped.

An Zheng thrust his broken sword into the ground, one hand towards the earth and the other towards the sky.

【Thunder Pond】

As the power of his cultivation came out, the water vapor on the earth was directly gathered and then rose into the sky. In an instant, thick dark clouds formed in the sky, and electricity passed through the clouds, looking like electric dragons rolling through the clouds. A moment later, countless currents fell from the clouds, each one almost a meter thick, and the intensity of the current was simply not something that ordinary people could bear. The area covered by dark clouds exceeded a kilometer, and within three miles, a gap was directly blasted out in an instant. The dense crowd was emptied, and the power of this thunder pool was palpitating.

An Zheng took advantage of this short gap and rushed towards the direction of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Protect the Offerings!"

A cultivator shouted, and then rushed towards An Zheng.

"Die!"

The broken army sword in An Zheng's hand was raised, and the sword was thrown ten meters away, directly splitting the cultivator into two pieces. The sword light was only ten meters, but the sword qi still extended forward. In a straight line, all the cultivators were split by the sword qi.

"Fight for the tiger. ”

An Zheng's eyes were awe-inspiring: "You are so foolish and loyal, you are also doing evil!"

He pounced like a tiger into the flock, and none of those cultivators could stop him. At least hundreds of cultivators lined up in front of the old man, and then neatly drew their short knives. But instead of attacking An Zheng, they stabbed themselves in the heart at the same time. Blood sprayed out in an instant, and the scene was shocking.

【Blood Sacrifice!】

The strange thing is that the blood that was sprayed did not fall to the ground, nor did it flow down, but gathered in mid-air like a small stream, forming a river of blood and then all entered the octagonal plate in front of the old man. The light in the octagonal plate grew brighter and brighter, and the old man's eyes changed immediately. When the old man raised his head, his eyes were red, and there were countless small black dots swirling in them.

"Starlight Array, Devouring Souls!"

The old man raised his hand violently and pointed forward, and the dense starlight in the sky suddenly converged into a galaxy, surging towards Anzheng. An Zheng blocked with both hands, and twenty-seven scales of the holy fish formed a wall. However, the starlight is not an entity, nor is it the power of cultivation, it is illusory, and it actually passed through the scales of the holy fish and continued to pounce towards An Zheng.

Although An Zheng is not sure what kind of terrifying power is contained in that starlight, it must have something to do with the fact that the people in the entire ancient city of An have turned into walking dead. Once you are struck by the starlight, it is very likely to become the same fate as those ordinary people.

However, whether it was the Nine Shadows Thunder Bell or the Broken Army Sword, or some other magic weapon, even if An Zheng gathered all the power of cultivation to form a defense, it still couldn't stop the galaxy.

It is a force that does not belong to the human world, it cannot be stopped at all, it can penetrate everything.

Seeing that the starlight was about to impact An Zheng's body, the good man, who had been sleeping in the space magic weapon before, suddenly meowed, and then came out of the space magic weapon himself. It jumped onto An Zheng's shoulder, and two balls of light burst out from its eyes. All the starlight paused for a moment, and after a moment it flowed into the eyes of the good master like a river flowing into the sea.

At this moment, the old man who was controlling the octagonal plate screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.