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Along the way, I saw countless ghostly ghosts wandering around the land, fighting each other, just trying to devour each other's dead and underworld qi to evolve again, it was completely a look of Senluo ghosts, and the current breath of the group was the same as that of the ghostly ghosts, and it would not cause a group attack, plus all the members were some powerful and incomparable masters, and the momentum was slightly dispersed enough to make thousands of ghosts flee.

As we approached our destination, we saw a continuous barracks of corpses, dressed in armor and patrolling with Nether Blades in hand.

Seeing this scene, Shi Yongxin was stunned, all the ghosts and ghosts in the netherworld he saw along the way were things that only had instinct and no reason, but he didn't expect to come here and see such a heavily guarded military camp.

"Don't underestimate the high-level Netherworld ghosts, they are the real native creatures of the Netherworld, although the number is small, but each of them is wise and powerful, and they are also born with the authority to dominate the lower Netherworld. ”

"So what's next?"

"Since we have no difference between the breath and the ghost thing, let's dive in and find out, although the ghost thing is not afraid of death, but as long as it does not enter the innate wisdom, it is extremely inferior, stupid and stupid like a beast, many history books in the Shenwu world have recorded that the strong infiltrated the army of high-level ghost things to listen to the secret. ”

Sure enough, when Beiming Surou sneaked up on a pair of patrolling corpse soldiers, turned the corpses into flying ashes, and put on the armor of the corpse soldiers to pretend to be patrolling troops, no one showed up.

It's not a battle now, Shi Yongxin was also let go by Beiming Surou, for gathering the real body to return to the human form, wearing the armor of the corpse soldier followed behind Beiming Surou, frowning slightly, the armor is worn by the corpse soldier, and there will be ghosts if the smell can be good.

The entire military camp covers an area of no less than dozens of acres, but I am afraid that there are more than 100,000 ghosts and ghosts as soldiers, and a pair of corpse soldiers patrol along the complex route, and the comings and goings seem to be heavily guarded, but when they see Shi Yongxin and Beiming Surou, who are unimpeded after dressing up, you can know that this guard is completely useless.

"The various habits of the high-level ghost creatures to arrange the ghoul army have long been understood by many strong people, the ghoul army is inferior in wisdom and can't recognize complex orders, so they only recognize the clothes, and they can be unimpeded by wearing military armor, if they come in with other clothes, they will be killed by the entire ghoul army, and what we are wearing now is the lowest corpse armor, which can only pass on the periphery of the barracks, and we can find a way to get two sets of armor around the inner perimeter later, and we can act cheaply. ”

Shi Yongxin was very curious: "It's all been figured out by you, don't these high-level ghost creatures know how to change it?"

Bei Ming Surou evoked a smile of disdain: "Although these high-level Netherworld ghosts are born with high intelligence, in a place like the Netherworld, where do they come from to sharpen their wisdom, one still maintains the primitive wisdom inheritance model of father to son and son to grandson, so it is the most ignorant However, this set of methods for setting up camps has been implemented for thousands of years and has not changed." ”

When the two of them passed all the way to the central area of the barracks, they finally found the target that could be used to implement the plan, two corpse generals wearing pitch-black conjoined armor and holding three pavilion swords, led a group of corpse soldiers to swagger through the city, followed closely, and after the two corpse generals entered a secluded place, the eyes of the Northern Immortal Su Rou flashed, the soft light of the softness, and several sword qi came out of the body, the cultivation of these two corpse soldiers and military generals was not bad in the Shenwu world, there were four grades, and the corpse soldiers around them were all one or two grades of power, but in the face of the sword technique of penetrating the world of extermination, the cultivation was faintly climbed to the seventh grade, and the Northern Immortal Rou who was bent on sneaking up was really not enough to see。

The sword qi passed through the body, and the corpse soldiers had already decayed but were driven by the breath of the dead and turned into ashes, and Beiming Surou carefully left two sets of armor, and Shi Yongxin divided one set of people.

After Shi Yongxin put it on, he realized that these two sets of corpse soldiers and generals were quite extraordinary, faintly absorbing the netherworld qi between heaven and earth and blessing on his body, and his offensive and defensive power had increased a lot.

After obtaining the general's helmet, the two of them were truly unimpeded in the barracks, and easily entered the central area, and after arriving in the central area, the two saw that there were many buildings with simple styles and a tendency to dark red.

When the two of them got closer, they could roughly tell whether they were made of sand, stone, bones, and flesh, and the materials of the building were unknown.

Shi Yongxin even saw a protruding corpse soldier's head on the wall of a certain building, after the body became a building material, the corpse soldier had not lost his mind, and spit out a hoarse and terrible roar, this is not an exception, on the walls of many buildings, there are still all kinds of ghostly ghosts that have not lost their minds, the body is used as a building material, and the head is outside, making a terrible roar.

If it were extreme, it was like a building of pure blood, the walls were simply made of dense skulls, the dark red flesh features that had lost their skin were distorted, the hollow eye sockets that had lost their eyeballs, the mouth that had no teeth and tongue was wide open, and the endless mournful roar was played.

If it's the Sen Luo ghost in the outside world, then this is a real hell, and there are painful and miserable cries in my ears all the time.

"Don't look around, although these are houses built by ghostly ghosts, they are actually a strange ghostly ghost, with hundreds of low-level corpse soldiers and other ghosts fused into one, turned into a huge flesh and blood building, called flesh and blood corpse demons, divided into four ranks, the weakest one can match the power of a thousand people, and the idle five-grade martial artists can't deal with it, and the strength is infinite and difficult to destroy when fighting, and it is the strongest soldier when the army controlled by high-level ghostly ghosts is used to attack.

As soon as Beiming Surou's voice fell, Shi Yongxin saw that the building with the walls densely packed with ghoul heads shook violently, the walls squirmed, and finally the whole building turned into a flesh and blood skull, and the hideous monster more than ten meters high stood up, walked a few steps, and then grabbed more than a dozen patrolling corpse soldiers not far away, and stuffed them directly into the body, and after the flesh and blood on the body surface squirmed for a while, there were more than a dozen hideous heads on the body surface of the flesh and blood corpse demon roaring violently.

"Why are you so familiar with the affairs of this netherworld?" Along the way, the Northern Netherworld Surou can be said to have come to the affairs of the Netherworld at her fingertips, and all kinds of secrets are known, which makes Shi Yongxin very curious.

Beiming Surou was silent for a while, and then said in a sighing tone:

"For countless years, these ghostly ghosts have been separated by a world to set off corpse calamities in an endless stream, or there are strong ghosts that directly cross the border, wreaking havoc in the world, the Shenwu world and the netherworld have faced off against each other from ancient times to the present, and the big war is no less than a dozen times, each time after the life is ruined, there is no one in the world, I Guanghan Palace has the world in mind, so I have been trying to stop the war in the world, so that all the countries in the world can calm down and accumulate strength to deal with the external calamity, but it's a pity...... It's been falling short. ”

Talking about the righteousness of Guanghan Palace, Beiming Surou's eyes flashed with brilliance, even though she was abandoned by her master, and now she is no longer the body of the righteous path, but the traces she has left are still firmly stored in her heart, Shi Yongxin's heart is also a little complicated after hearing this, and he has also learned a little about the deeds of Guanghan Palace during this time, so he asked curiously: "Your Guanghan Palace has the world in mind, so whenever there is a war, assassinate the leaders of the armies of both sides? This is different from terrorists." ”

"What is a terrorist?" asked Beiming Surou curiously, Shi Yongxin frothed at the mouth and explained, and after listening, Beiming Surou was noncommittal:" It is true that the difference is not big, it is also to spread terror to achieve the goal, but as long as the final result is good, five hundred years ago, when the Guanghan Palace was the most glorious, the Guanghan Palace cloth the sword in the world, and in the past thirty years, one country and one door dared to raise troops to fight, and the people in the world were able to recuperate, laying the foundation for the victory of the Netherworld invasion after the invasion of the underworld army, which is where the righteousness of the Guanghan Palace lies. ”

Recalling the glory of more than 10,000 yuan, the eyes of the Northern Ming Surou were shining: "Right now, the Guanghan Palace has gradually gone astray, from the righteous sect that has the heart of the world to stop the war, and gradually reduced to the fierce knife in the hands of the partial Daqian Dynasty, one day, when I cultivate to the supreme realm, I will definitely return to the Guanghan Palace to put things in order and reshape the righteousness of the Guanghan Palace, if the righteousness of the Guanghan Palace is terrorism in your opinion, then I will be the strongest king of terror, and the world killed with the sword of extinction will not dare to start a war lightly! For this, I need your strength, Shi Yongxin...... Whether you are a human or a demon soldier, I need you, so stay and be my soldier. ”

Listening to the ambition of Beiming Surou's true feelings, Shi Yongxin was in awe: "Don't pull me up, it's okay, if you want to become the king of terror or the tycoon of crime, it's none of my business, the twisted melon is not sweet, let me go." ”

Beiming Su smiled softly, and spit out gold and iron: "Don't think, people are in the sword, and people are dead and the knife is dead." ”

"The problem is that I'm not a knife. ”

"It's okay, my sword realm is no longer what it used to be, everything can be a knife in your hand, and your head is no exception. ”

With a hook of his hand, the connection left by the Divine Soldier Sacrifice Refining Method immediately took effect, Shi Yongxin's head involuntarily detached from his body, and flew into the soft body of Beiming Surou, looking at the charming face with a lovely smile, Shi Yongxin silently wept two lines.

At the same time, Shi Yongxin's body also whispered:

"Hey, is this a legendary confession?"

"Well, according to Master Hu's research on women over the past few days, this has gone out of the boundary of confession and reached the realm of meeting for a lifetime. ”

"This deity is a good skill, Master Niu When I was the big boss in Heifeng Village, no one among my tens of thousands of brothers confessed to me, let me taste the sweetness of the legendary love, it's really a pity. ”

you Ami a confession, which of the eight words of the knife in the knife can be related to the confession, Lao Wei Mao only heard the smell of the iron-blooded warrior who fluttered in the wind for thirty feet!! and he also made an appointment for a lifetime, Lao Gao's human rights suffered heavy provocations, and now he is almost a bomb in the hands of terrorists for the rest of his life!!

Go to you Buddha and the big boss of the Black Wind Village, the tens of thousands of brothers under your hands are all men, if you want to taste this sweet love, the old man will definitely slaughter you......

The grief in his heart is inexplicable, judging from the current situation, Shi Yongxin only feels that the future is no longer bright.

After some ghost talk, Beiming Surou did not forget to look for the traces of Aunt Wang, according to the direct gaze of the sachet, and gradually walked to the east of the barracks area, the buildings made of flesh and blood corpses became fewer and fewer, replaced by buildings made of sand, stone, mud and wood, and in these buildings, echoing with a different ghost thing, but also a terrible roar.

This was a terrible cry belonging to humans, and Shi Yongxin and Beiming Surou were startled when they stepped here.

What you can see is a terrible scene, many strange-looking corpse soldiers wandering here, their muscles are dry, blue and black, dressed in tattered black robes, like dried mummies, holding all kinds of strange objects, including palm-sized iron combs, iron needles, pliers, and many strange objects, after these corpse soldiers entered the house, they dragged out a man.

Although the head was unkempt and the clothes were disheveled, the breath of the living man on the body was obvious, and after the corpse soldier dragged it out, he pressed the human at will, pulled off his clothes, and then combed the iron comb in his hand on the man's thighs, and more than a dozen strips of flesh that were only as thick as a little thumb and about three inches long were scraped off.

I don't know what kind of hands and feet were made, the flesh was cut off like this, the man cried endlessly, the thigh blood flowed like an injection, but the body could not move at all, after scraping two or three times, the corpse soldier grabbed a handful of medicine powder that seemed to be salt and sprinkled it, after the medicine powder was stained with blood, it immediately burned and chirped, and the man who was still unable to move immediately bowed his waist in pain like a shrimp, trembling all over, his hands were digging at his nails, and the force was so great that the nails turned up, leaving ten terrible blood marks on the ground.

Seeing this, the corpse soldier lost his lips and seemed to laugh cruelly, grabbed the strips of meat scraped off the ground, put them in his mouth and chewed them, and then, as if to replenish the man's body, so that he could better enjoy the pain, grabbed the remaining strips of meat and stuffed them into the tortured man's mouth, and then grabbed his chin and forced him to eat his own flesh.

The punishment continued, and the palm-sized iron comb turned into the most terrible torture instrument, cutting off all the flesh of one of the man's legs, and sprinkling a handful of medicinal powder every two or three times of scraping, which seemed to have the effect of maintaining life, and the man's howl of pain resounded for a long time, and the blood flowed all over the ground but he did not die.

In the surrounding area, many humans were dragged out by the corpse soldiers and gathered in the central square, where they were brutally tortured.

Use a small hammer to crush the flesh inch by inch, until the human is hammered into a weak and boneless meat bag, or use pliers, tear the flesh and blood off little by little, or directly use a knife to pull out all the human skin, and then the corpse soldiers simply pounce on the human beings who only have bright red ** left, and feast, under the effect of the medicinal powder, everyone has never died, constantly crying bitterly, or has gone crazy, or keeps crying and letting me die.

A rough count shows that there are no less than 100 human beings killed in the square.

Shi Yongxin witnessed this scene, and was half shocked by the impact of blood and terror like hell, and after a while, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he was ready to bombard these raging corpse soldiers.

A few days ago, there was a lot of fighting, and Shi Yongxin had also been sharpened in the sea of blood, and he didn't feel anything when he ate with the enemy's internal organs, but it was after fighting with the enemy in the bright light, and the current inhumane torture and killing of ordinary people is really too much Shi Yongxin's psychological bottom line.

But when Shi Yongxin took a step, the soft soft sword of the Northern Darkness was on Shi Yongxin's shoulder, and the secluded and silent sword qi penetrated his body, restraining Shi Yongxin's movements, and at the same time said:

"Don't act rashly, this is to recreate the high-level magic weapon of the Netherworld, the Soul Floating Tower, so there must be a guard laid by the high-level Netherworld ghost here, in case the grass startles the snake, not only can not save people, but will put yourself in it. ”

"Then you can only watch!?"

The earth's civilization has been peaceful for a long time, even if there is evil, it is only a small evil, this scene in front of Shi Yongxin has no way to accept it at all, but after being exterminated by the world's sword and sword qi, the nameless fire in his heart has been strongly suppressed, even if the anger has not disappeared, he can also think about things with reason.

"Of course, you can't just look at it, create such a netherworld magic weapon that violates the principles of heaven, that high-level netherworld ghost thing must pay a price, but how to act still needs to be considered in the long run. ”

Facing an army of more than 100,000 ghouls, and a high-level ghost creature with an unknown strength limit, Shi Yongxin of course knew that it was refreshing for him to go straight into the world in a fit of anger, but the consequences could not be saved by anyone, including himself, but he could only watch this tragic scene born in front of his eyes, but because he did not have enough strength to sanction and save, it made Shi Yongxin's heart even more sad.

Even though he is close to a professional religious god, the Buddhist scriptures that he reads freely and painstakingly, and the precepts and beliefs that he once adhered to, are not without imprints, and there may be a bit of utilitarianism and hypocrisy in his heart, but the head of Shiyong's faith is by no means a life without blood.

The collective torture of hundreds of people lasted for a cup of tea, these mummy-like corpse soldiers were quick with hands and feet, like assembly line operations to give all kinds of cruelty, after the human beings were thoroughly tortured enough, they would be hung by the medicine powder, and the human beings who had not yet died were pushed into a black and red pool of water, as soon as the human beings entered the pool, they let out a terrible cry, and the gray flames burned up and down the body, this flame is of a strange nature, it can't burn people, and even the head can't burn, but it can bring people endless pain.

"This is the standard procedure for making the Soul Floating Pagoda, doing everything possible to torture and kill living beings to create pain and sorrow, and then push it into the soul burning pool, solidify the pain with the flame of the Nether Soul Burning Soul, so that the living beings will live forever and be immersed in the memories of being abused and killed, and then pile up the living beings as a tower, and apply the Netherworld Forbidden Law Sacrifice to get a pillar, which is the Soul Floating Massacre, each pillar must be tortured and tortured by thousands of living beings, with the power of infinite resentment and hatred, and the biggest effect is to enhance the power of high-level Nether ghosts. ”

Shi Yongxin clenched his fists, looked left and right, almost had a tendency to open his eyes, not far away, there were three strange and vicious pillars standing, dozens of meters high, the whole body was composed of countless mutilated limbs, human corpses in a miserable death, maybe they were not dead, their souls were imprisoned in the corpses, writhing and trembling their bodies, their eyes were filled with blood and tears, their mouths were wide open, and they screamed with eternal bitter anger.

Next to each pillar, there are sixty-six mummified corpse soldiers worshipping, reciting the Nether Curse, each time they worship, it will cause the surrounding death and hell qi to continue to roll, turning into a miserable white flame swept around the pillar of flesh and blood, making these countless miserable dead creatures let out a terrible roar, and the entire Sorrowful Soul Floating Slaughter will also shrink a circle, and the infinite resentment and hatred will even turn into black smoke around the Sorrowful Soul Floating Slaughter Pillar.

After brutally killing hundreds of living beings and preliminarily making them into raw materials for the Tragic Soul Floating Massacre, the square was covered with blood and broken meat, and there were many corpse soldiers wandering here, even lying on the ground, licking the flesh and blood scattered by human beings.

This is the Netherworld, and what you see in front of you is the Netherworld, a living being, but now it feeds on living beings.

Here, death is the absolute opposite of life, and this world ...... is a qiē enemy of the living world.

Seeing that Shi Yongxin seemed to be stunned, Beiming Surou pulled Shi Yongxin up and left, the two of them were wearing the armor of high-level corpse generals, and they had the permission to enter and exit here, so they didn't cause any problems.

"You can rest assured, I know a little bit about the method of creating a tragic soul float, only one batch is tortured and killed a day, in order to make the living feel deeper fear, I have just a lot of living people in the surrounding house, Aunt Wang is estimated to be inside, if we plan early, maybe we can save all the remaining thousands of people. ”

"So much, how did they all come about?"

"As long as the ghosts of the Netherworld find an opportunity, they will use all kinds of means to set off corpses in the Shenwu Realm, instructing the puppets to capture living beings or directly collect flesh and blood, as far as I know, in some places in the Netherworld, there are also high-level Netherworld ghost bazaars, the only currency in it is the living souls, for thousands of years, countless strong people have also fought for this, or go to the Netherworld to kill those ghosts that feed on living beings, or run to all sides to use all kinds of methods to get the attention of all countries, the righteousness of my Guanghan Palace is here, and in the end it is all in vain...... I really envy your side of the world, there is no such death and ghosts to cause trouble in the world. ”

After speaking indifferently, looking at Shi Yongxin's still unacceptable appearance, he continued:

"Also, do you think it's a big deal to gather thousands of living beings to torture and torture and create a tragic soul floating slaughter like this today? You can go to the Great Gate Sect to inquire about what the Purple River Demon Car made by killing 9,999 pregnant women who were pregnant for seven months is what it looks like, and then ask about what the Blood Sacrifice of All Souls looks like, or you can learn about the history of our world, four hundred and fifty years ago, after the invasion of the Underworld, what was born in the Netherworld Invasion War, three million innocent people, captured and gathered, and then slaughtered for three months, gathering the lives and souls of three million living beings and grievances, just to let a peerless and fierce Netherworld ghost break through the boundaries and brazenly ascend to the immortal god level...... Then you'll know that the Sorrowful Float is nothing. ”

Beiming Surou's words were indifferent, but in Shi Yongxin's ears, it was like a touch of thunder, what he saw today was terrible enough, but listening to Beiming Surou's words, he knew that it was nothing at all.

For thousands of years, it is completely impossible to estimate how many sins have been committed in the Netherworld, which has established a boundary of death and fed on a living being.

The tragic death of thousands of human beings today is compared to many more and greater tragedies...... It's just an insignificant silhouette.

Shi Yongxin slowly closed his eyes, even though he came to a remote place, but the never-ending terrible roar still echoed in his ears, and the old face showed a touch of bitter compassion......

I couldn't save them......

Clasped his hands together and whispered, "What is such a death...... Wrong. ”

With the return of the heavenly court, the earthly government was reopened, and the people of the earth were told with iron-clad facts that death is not the end, but the beginning of reincarnation, and that life and death are not opposites, and only with the foil of death will life appear brilliant and great and sacred.

As for how evil and terrifying the place of death is in comparison...... This is a living hell, a place of eternal doom from which nothing can be found.

Before leaving, in the name of the war of the gods, the earth made an oath to break the underworld and the underworld, at that time Shi Yongxin didn't feel anything, but now, at this moment, Shi Yongxin felt that the righteousness was heavy and urgent, such a world is wrong, evil, and sinful, so it must be ...... Correction, ruin, redemption.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" has been recited millions of times since childhood, and this time it seems so long and resolute, raising his head, cutting gold and saying categorically: "I want to rescue this group of innocent people, what do I need to do." ”

Bei Ming Su Rou smiled lightly, as if she appreciated Shi Yongxin's determination slightly, and said slowly: "With the strength of the two of us, it is completely impossible to rescue these innocent people from the hands of 100,000 ghoul army, and a large number of Nether powerhouses and even that high-level Nether ghost, but the foundation of the ghoul army is tied to that high-level Nether ghost, as long as he dies, this ghoul army will collapse, so I plan to assassinate him." ”

But at this moment, a lonely and indifferent voice echoed: "I don't think it's a good idea, originally I wanted to see what you two little mice wanted to do, but when you make this decision, it means that your death time has come." ”