Chapter 57, blood boiling
At this moment, a black shadow flashed, and the old woman came behind Qi Youdao and the forked cow at a very fast speed, flew up, and kicked the two of them with her feet.
Qi Youdao and Fork Niu didn't notice it, they just felt a pain in their buttocks, and they were both kicked out of the small high-rise building. Qi Youdao's legs were slightly bent and landed steadily, but the forked bull didn't seem to react, his body unfolded into a big character, and he slapped on the ground with a plop.
I didn't expect the old woman to be so strong that she still had this hand. Qi Youdao turned his head to look, but the old woman had already turned around and walked towards the small high-rise building, it seemed that she didn't take these two seriously. The outside world was in danger, and he ran over and grabbed the forked ox's arm, lifting his head slightly off the ground, and then galloped towards another small tall building on one side.
This time, he hadn't run a few steps when suddenly a powerful wave of qi struck, and in the blink of an eye, the walls collapsed and the houses were destroyed, and the small high-rise buildings on the side and many nearby buildings were razed to the ground. The small high-rise building where the two little sisters were just now was not spared, but I don't know what their situation is.
Qi Youdao's chest simmered, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell backwards. The forked ox lying on the ground finally played some role at this time, and because it was less affected, it was basically unharmed. He jumped up and helped Qi Youdao.
Looking up, in the dust, Wen Lu was standing on a high post, holding a long green knife, and shouted loudly: "Wen Bing, if you don't come out again, your good son Wen Long and more than a thousand of your baby's immediate family will die on the spot." ”
In the distance of two miles, the majestic-looking man showed an anxious look on his face, obviously he was Wen Bing's son Wen Long. Wen Long shouted, "Dad, run away by yourself, leave us alone." ”
However, there was no response around. The big guys all fell silent and stopped fighting. The young man with a stick a mile away looked at Wen Lu and Wen Long quietly, and there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes.
Wen Lu sneered, and slammed his feet on it, like a bolt of lightning, stabbing at Wen Long and the more than a thousand people behind him.
Suddenly, with a click, a head-sized fireball rushed out from under Wen Long's feet and headed straight for Wen Lu. The fireball was extremely hot, and although Qi Youdao was far away, his eyes were still a little dry and dry. Needless to say, this must be what Wencheng called.
At the same time, the area where Wen Long and a thousand people were located suddenly rumbled, and the dirt turned into ashes, instantly surrounding more than a thousand people. More than 1,000 people fell down a large hole in the ground that had collapsed at some point.
Wen Lu's feet paused, and suddenly his whole body was like a boulder falling into the water, and he sank into the ground in an instant, leaving only a big hole as black as the thickness of a person. The fireball followed Wen Lu closely, and was just about to sink into the black hole, when suddenly a figure flashed by, and a foot stepped on the fireball. Clattered it to smash it.
The person who came was Wen Chongtian, he stepped on the fireball, raised his voice and shouted: "Your father's Wen Bing, why are you hiding today, isn't it usually very quiet? It seems that you love to drill holes in the ground, I'll let you drill enough!" After speaking, he rose to the sky, rose straight to the barrier set up by Wen Lu, and then fell sharply, like a meteorite falling from the sky, whirring with firelight, and in a blink of an eye, it had fallen to the ground. With a muffled bang, Wen Chongtian also sank into the ground, leaving a red-burned hole in the ground.
After the loud bang, the world fell silent, and everyone waited and waited. After all, the few people who work in the field are the real main force, and their victory or defeat is meaningful.
There was a rumbling sound from time to time underground, the earth was slightly stirring, and it was silent but it was not enough to gnaw an apple, and suddenly a terrible shout came out of the ground, and then a black shadow rushed out of the ground and landed steadily.
Looking closely, it was Wenlu with a guy covered in ink. The man in the ink was writhing in pain, and it was clear that the ink was causing him a lot of pain. According to the analysis of the personnel who entered the ground just now, this should be Wen Chongtian.
Wen Lu inserted one hand into Wen Chongtian's chest, shouted, and a wave of energy rushed out, and Wen Chongtian was shattered with a bang, and the ink splashed away, and everyone hurriedly used their skills to quickly dodge.
When the ink rain passed, everyone fixed their eyes and couldn't help but be surprised. Wen Lu's body was shrouded in a green shimmering protective shield, leaving only half of his arm outside. There was no flesh and blood in half of the arm, only white and miserable bones remained, which was very terrible. Although the flesh and blood in the palm of the hand were blurred, it was still intact, and a red thing was held in the palm of the hand, spitting blood, staining Wen Lu's hand with flesh and blood. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and I couldn't tell whether it was Wenlu or the red thing.
Wen Lu gritted his teeth and removed the protective shield, and the place where the flesh and bone on his arm met suddenly surged, and then the blood vessels, muscles and skin seemed to have spirituality, quickly extending and connecting along the bones, and in a blink of an eye, a new arm grew.
He slowly let go of his hand, revealing the blood-spitting thing in his palm, which was a lively and complete human heart. The heart kept vomiting blood like a drunk person, and I don't know if it was still self-conscious.
Wen Lu said sharply: "Although you are stronger, you should not be too arrogant, Wen Bing's kid is not so easy to deal with, not to mention that there is also a Wen Cheng." If I hadn't made a move, you would have almost been killed by that Wen Bing's grandson!" Then he used his palm to burst the heart with a slam of his hand, raising a blood-red mist.
Qi Youdao and the forked cow on the side looked frightened, Wen Lu at this moment is a murderous beast without blinking!
However, a powerful force suddenly erupted from the blood-colored mist, and then the blood mist surged and swirled, sending the wind to howl through. In an instant, where the wind stopped, Wen Chongtian appeared in place. The eyebrows and nose are not bad at all, although the strength should have been damaged, but it can't be seen at all on the surface, and it still looks very brave. Wen Chongtian stood still, and said deeply at Wen Lu: "Xie Wenlu Ancestor rescued, I must remember this teaching, and I will never act rashly again." ”
Wen Lu said angrily: "Just pay attention in the future, I'm still very optimistic about you." ”
Wen Zhong on the side and a polite and simple-looking young man hurriedly ran up. Wen Zhong said: "What the hell is going on, is it the way of Wen Bing?"
Wen Lu said: "That's right, Wen Bing used his black poison function underground, which made people unguardable. The strength of the cupola was poor, so he was hit. I couldn't abandon Chongtian, a good seedling, so I rescued Chongtian and let Wenbing and them go. ”
The young man who looked quite simple said pityingly: "Fortunately, they are also members of the clan, and they are all a family. Or don't rush to kill them all. Dad, are you alright!?"
Wen Lu said with some disdain: "Wen Jian, I am sorry for giving you such a domineering name, why are you still so soft-hearted." Treat the enemy, even if it is a former relative or friend, or even your father and me, you have to be ruthless. One day I'm going to kill you, what are you going to do, just stand and let me kill you? If you are ruthless, how can you still be as mediocre as you are today, just a dual realm of intention and action. And let Wen Bing's grandson be the second patriarch!?"
The name Wen Jian doesn't seem to have anything to do with domineering, but since Wen Lu said so, Wen Jian naturally didn't want to refute it, just bowed his head and said nothing, looking like he must repent.
At this moment, the strong man with a tiger's back and a wooden stick a mile away was like the wind, and he came to him in a few steps. "You are the great patriarch Wenlu, you are polite!" After speaking, he nodded slightly, and there was not much politeness in his eyes that had admired the name for a long time, even if it was polite.
Wen Lu looked at him and said hostilely, "Who are you, how did you get into our place?"
The strong man smiled and said, "I am a young man passing by, named Shanqing." I am full of a sense of justice, I take it as my responsibility to destroy the evil in the world, I love to fight grievances, I love to help others, and I am an out-and-out little standard-bearer of justice. Passing by here today, I saw that you were fighting enthusiastically, so I made a move. I killed many of your clansmen, and I hope that Wenlu's predecessors don't mind. ”
Wen Zhong politely refused: "I don't mind for the time being." But we're dealing with our own internal affairs, so don't get involved. The world is so big, and there are many treacherous people, so you should be busy with your own going!"
When the strong man heard this, he didn't mind, and just wanted to explain with a smile on his face, Wen Lu suddenly said: "One more of him is not more, and one less of him is not a lot." After three days, you will naturally be able to see your true intentions. Just stay here!"
He looked up at the slightly reddened sky reflected by the fire that had not yet been extinguished, and looked around at the more than 200,000 people who had not died in the death battle just now, as if their fate was in his own hands. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Everything must be over, let the death continue!"
The scene suddenly fell into a scuffle again, but this time the people on Wen Lu's side were much more confident and their morale was much higher, coupled with the brave performance of Wen Lu, Wen Chongtian and others, the battle ended after about an hour. About 50,000 young people survived, and more than 100,000 women and children survived, the former being strong, and the latter benefiting from the help of good young people such as Wen Jian.
The ground was full of potholes, ditches and ditches, like undulating mountains, and the rivers formed by the blood gathered slowly rippled between the ravines, and the entire human god cult was dyed blood-red, and there was no place to be complete. The houses and houses are all in ruins, and the flowers and trees are broken into slag and burned to ashes, but you can sprinkle some seeds and bury some soil with the nourishment of the blood, and you will be able to bloom a red flower to ensure the color of nature.
Qi Youdao and the forked ox found a ruin early at the beginning of the war and buried themselves so deeply that they were not persecuted. At this moment, when they saw that the situation was settled, they couldn't wait to get out of the ruins, and stood on top of the ruins, covered in dirt.
Wen Lu looked at all this, his brows did not frown, and he said impassionedly: "From today onwards, we will embark on the road of reviving the Anthropogod Cult, each of us is the pioneer of the new world of the Anthropomorphic Cult, we are united, trust each other, we are all new beings, and we have washed away the patience and compromise with blood-stained hands." We will continue to kill all the way until there is no more wicked person in the Cult of God. ”
The people of the Anthropo Cult raised their arms and shouted, and in this blood-stained land, a group of iron-blooded men left the past behind and left their lives for the stirring future.
Qi Youdao looked at all this, a little hard to believe and understand. Forked Bull was also shocked, in his life of aiming for the mayor of the town, he still couldn't think of such an almost crazy thing.