Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Killing Intent Continues, and the Soul Is Immortal
The killing intent is not stopped, the soul is immortal, this is the only portrayal in Ling Tian's mind at this time.
Looking at those demon beasts that instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, Ling Tian smiled extremely much, and the long sword in his hand was already in his hand.
The mouth kept reading: "The killing intent is not stopped, the soul is immortal!"
The surrounding demon beasts seemed to feel Ling Tian's terrifyingness, and they all retreated backwards.
Every time Ling Tian grinned and raised his hand, it turned into a signboard, and the surrounding demon beasts would definitely retreat.
Looking at Ling Tian as if he had fallen into a demon, he felt a chill when he saw Mo Yi and Mo Dye.
The chill that Ling Tian emanated could still be felt from a few hundred meters away.
On the city wall, looking at Ling Tian's appearance lightly, it was extremely heartbroken.
And an old man in the crowd, although he kept retreating, did not have the slightest worry about the attack of the demon beast in his eyes.
Feeling Ling Tian's aura, the old man seemed to see many things, but he didn't notice the demonic aura on Ling Tian's body.
Even Ling Tian didn't notice his demonic qi, it was all because of the effect of the jade slip he was wearing.
"This kid, he's even more damn terrifying than that person, it's really an eye-opener for my old man!" the old man muttered with a shocked expression.
"Maybe I'm going to help these monsters!"
Thinking of this, a majestic force that stretched in the sea of the old man's consciousness surged towards the bodies of those ordinary people who were fighting in the city.
Those demon beasts that were fighting and killing humans, as if they were stimulated by something, suddenly boiled their blood.
"Master, who are you?" The young man on the side, when he saw the changes in those demon beasts, immediately noticed it, and whispered.
"Use your divine sense to transmit the sound, don't leak it!" There was some dislike in his eyes, and the old man said coldly.
"Yes, the apprentice knows!" the boy replied, shrinking his head.
The crowd was once again extremely miserable, some of the women, children and old people were trampled underfoot, and some were directly torn by the demon beasts, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
The bloodstains on the streets are vividly interpreted by human nature at this moment.
All the secular morality, in order to escape from the clutches of the demon beast, they don't have those moral bottom lines, and some people, looking at the people in front of them who are blocking the way, directly and mercilessly lifted it and stepped on the body of their companions.
Yes!
The person in front of him thought that the demon beast had caught him, but when he saw that it was his usual buddy, he was stunned, and he was still looking at the person who was pushing him, and the huge demon beast claws pierced his chest.
Seeing that his buddy was pushed by himself, and killed the demon beast in the mouth, this person was so frightened that he hurriedly ran towards the crowd.
There is no sympathy in his eyes, some just care about his own life.
It's just that he thought that someone was at the bottom, and when he was crowded, his figure was thrown behind him directly by a strong man by the collar.
Just as he was terrified, a huge bloody wound bit at his head, turning it into his pushing companion.
The same thing, at this moment, was played out in the crowd.
And the old man who saw this scene looked indifferent, and then, his body once again exuded an invisible force, surging towards the demon beasts outside the city.
Those demon beasts that were being slashed by Ling Tian rushed towards the city as if they were being pulled by something.
Even the demon beasts that Moyi Demon Dye is killing are the same.
The demon beasts poured into the city, and the other three gates of Xueyang City were also breached one after another.
It is worth mentioning that the disciples sent by those sects showed their strength one after another, and in the end, when they were helpless, they could only retreat to the ancient family fort and the Lin family hall.
They were all sent out by the sect to find the sect elite who intercepted the charm of the sect's great fate master, and the battle just now almost made them collapse and almost die, and their strength was also at the level of the sound rhyme realm, although they were elites, they were elites who had not grown up.
Listening to the sound of fighting outside, my face palpitated, and there was still half a point of arrogance.
Ling Tian outside the city watched the demon beasts rushing into the city desperately, and kept reciting the words in his mouth, killing intent is not stopped, and the soul is immortal.
Went straight to the city gate.
And the lightness of being seriously saddened, although there is no oppressive force at this time, it is almost impossible to protect itself.
The old man seemed to have ears for the wind, and when he heard the words of 'killing intent is not stopped, the soul is immortal' in Ling Tian's mouth, there was an indifferent smile in his expression.
Looking at the old man like this, a person next to him cursed: "Old guy, are you scared stupid, get out of the way, let the master pass!"
"You said me!" the old man asked rhetorically, not paying attention.
", neurotic, numb, it's a madman!" With a look of gloom, the young man cursed in his mouth, and stretched out his hand directly.
"Humph!"
Even if he understood the young man's words, the old man snorted coldly, and the young man turned into a blood mist.
"Destroying Lao Tzu's beauty, I dare to say that I am a psychopath!"
As if he had done something he didn't care about, the old man stared at Ling Tian instead.
"The killing intent is not stopped, the soul is not extinguished!"
Like a killing god, Ling Tian's eyes were blood-red, and he muttered that sentence in his mouth, constantly slashing those demon beasts in his hands.
Following Ling Tian into the city, Demon Yi and Demon Dye looked anxious, but helpless.