Chapter 109: Prologue to the Great War
After entering, I found that there were not many things on the first floor of the attic, and there were only a dozen or so rare plants, with mixed quality. But Mu Qing was not polite, he chose what he could use from it, and then used his sword qi to destroy all the other things, and the energy rolled, stirring in all directions, and the shaking attic shook with amazing power.
The two disciples trembled and did not dare to speak after them.
The second layer is the imprisoned demons, and he tells the two of them to release them all. The rescued demons did not flee, but rushed into the Jiuting house at the bottom of the mountain.
A slaughter that began to belong to them also began at this moment.
The two disciples were frightened and didn't dare to escape, Mu Qing was very calm, like a demon god walking on the edge of the world, accustomed to life and death, seeing all the reincarnation, and glancing at it with cold eyes, it made their scalps numb and powerless to resist.
The next few floors were very bloody, and even the disciples and Mu Qing, who were used to seeing this, frowned and almost vomited.
The severed arm hung on the wooden plank slashed by the sword, pulling the blood, and in the gloomy environment, the whimper of the wind could be heard through the floor at all times, like a dead grudge seeking revenge.
The human skin hung blatantly on the wooden frame by the window, the empty eyes told of despair, and the clearly visible veins were not broken, Mu Qing frowned and observed, and came to an astonishing and chilling conclusion.
- He was skinned alive!
When the two disciples behind him heard this, they couldn't hold back anymore: "Gross! ”
They crouched on the ground and vomited, and it was obvious that they did not know what was in this attic, and they were deceived.
Mu Qing lingered here for a long time, trying to find out if there was anything like a treasure, but his wish was disappointed.
This is a demon cave, with only countless human skins and bloody utensils.
He saw that there was still a half-hollowed out nun corpse with her nose hooked and hung in the corner, tears could still be seen in the corners of her eyes, it had been dried for a long time, dead for many months, and its loose skin was wrinkled together, as ugly as tree bark.
Turning his head to look at the two disciples, they even vomited out what they had eaten yesterday.
"Follow me up." Mu Qing said in a commanding tone.
The two disciples were a little frightened, and suddenly felt that this group of people from the Jiuting family was even more terrifying than the killing star in front of them!
All they knew was that there was a treasure hidden in this attic, and they were in their care, who knew that it was such a thing!
The fifth layer is the five internal organs of people and demons, which are packed in various glass jars, some of which are still beating, and the strong and powerful heartbeat is like a divine soldier beating a drum, vibrating the soul of a person and beating the skin and bones of a living person.
On the sixth floor, all white bones, piled up in a mountain, there were two or three intact corpses lying on the planks.
Looking at the condition of the corpse, it should have been caught not long ago, but it was unlucky, the head was opened, and he was already dead.
On the seventh floor, it was very ordinary here, but the screams of the disciples made Mu Qing discover something.
"Drops of blood." He looked at the things on the ground and muttered to himself, remembering some kind of weapon from the ancient times of the earth in his previous life.
Call!
The moment the mermaid lamp was lit, the seventh floor, which was originally a little pitch-black, suddenly lit up, and looked around again, there were countless disc-shaped iron tools neatly arranged on the ground, and when he looked closely, Mu Qing found blood-stained hair.
In every piece of iron here, there was a human head, and although most of it had turned into white bones, the hair grew wildly, intertwined with the hair of other iron tools, densely intertwined, and connected into pieces.
The tall and thin disciple of the "big ....." stood behind the other person, swallowed his saliva, and said in fear: "Big brother, they did all this, and it has nothing to do with us." ”
"Yes, yes, it's okay with us." The other person echoed, hurriedly explained, waved his hand very widely, and shook out the afterimage: "We are just in charge of guarding, and we will not come in." ”
They were really scared now, what if Mu Qing was too angry and cut them down with his backhand?
I came to the top floor, and here, I saw a few people who were alive.
Trapped in an iron cage, stripped naked, treated like a wild animal, and even the bowl for eating has not been cleaned for a long time.
When Mu Qing appeared with two disciples, the six of them all subconsciously curled up together, not daring to look at Mu Qing.
It's hard to imagine what happened to the six monks who were originally pointing at the sky and were full of spirits here?
Mu Qing sighed, shook his head, and said, "You two, take them out, if there is a slight difference, I want your life." ”
Before he finished speaking, he took out two red round pills from the jade na, with faint pill patterns on them, like cloud patterns.
In an unquestionable tone: "Eat." ”
"Huh?" The two disciples were confused, but immediately compromised in a fierce glare.
Mu Qing then told them that the pill was deadly, and after seven days, they could go to Mucheng to find him, just wait at the gate of the city.
The two disciples who had eaten the poison were helpless and cried in their hearts, what is the matter!
They planned to roar and vent, but they were helpless, and at the same time, they also had the idea of breaking away from the Heavenly Sect.
Over the years, the Suitian Sect and the Jiuting family have had close contacts, and it is difficult to easily believe that there are many people in the Suitian Sect who don't know what is going on here.
This is probably an opportunity.
The two disciples looked at each other and understood each other's inner thoughts.
In the end, they dressed the six people in black robes, and two disciples led them out of the back door and disappeared into the depths of the mountain forest.
Mu Qing stood in front of the gate of the attic, said sorry to the resentful spirits in the attic, and then clenched his fists, making it clear that he would definitely avenge them.
Bear!
The mermaid lamp burst into flames, the flames erupted, and the entire attic was enveloped in the tongue of fire.
The flames rose into the sky, and the red light illuminated half of the sky, in order to prevent any omissions, Mu Qing tried his best to radiate his soul power, and finally left.
He had his back to the burning attic, holding the Wang family's short sword, his eyes were cold, and he forced towards the Jiuting family.
This time, he is going to slaughter the Nine Pavilions!
"Senior Mu Yi, rest in peace, I promise you, within three days, the Nine Pavilions will be destroyed!"
The sonorous and powerful voice echoed in front of the attic, and the flames were roaring, as if thousands of resentful souls were burning themselves to help Mu Qing, burning up the last strength and blooming the last brilliance.
Mu Qing stood in front of the cliff, with the Nine Pavilion Courtyard in front of him, he took a breath of air, with anger and hatred, he shouted heartbreakingly, roaring at the mountains in the sky, shouting: "Nine Pavilion Tomb, come!" Kill! Your grandfather is here! ”
The sound spread widely, and the demons in all the mountains heard it!
Suddenly, all living beings looked.
Some of the demon kings who arrived here were shocked, and they stood on their feet, and when they saw the burning tower of Babel, their hearts were shocked.
"He really killed back!"
The demon kings were shocked, they couldn't believe it, they were alone again, and they killed it for the third time.
This time, he burned the Tower of Babel, stepped into the gate of the Jiuting family, and declared war with the attitude of a victor!
In the sky, a big bird was alarmed, spread its wings and soared, far away, but it was quickly killed by the swept soul power.
"Nine Pavilion Tomb, come!"
"Kill....."
"Your grandfather is here!"
Sentence by sentence, word by word, clearly echoed under the sky, sonorous and powerful, with extreme killing intent.
"Is this going to be a decisive battle?" The demon king huddled in the cave was also alarmed, ten miles away, "Good boy, you are not small." ”