Chapter 128: A Massacre

Shi Nian looked up.

In the image in the air, several demons drove hundreds of villagers and escorted them to the central formation.

The faces of the villagers were full of panic and fear.

A child, opened his mouth and cried.

His mother covered his mouth instantly, her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of fear when she looked at the demons.

The old man, who seemed to be the village chief, stepped forward tremblingly: "Ladies and gentlemen. I don't know, what are you bringing us here? We are just ordinary people, and we have nothing to do with the world of your adults. ”

Several demons glanced at the village chief.

A demon's face showed a treacherous smile: "Old man, don't worry, it's a good thing." ”

"A good thing?" The old man was a little unconvinced.

"Of course." The smile on the face of the demon clan was even more weird: "You are such a humble life, how can you contribute to the great saint Maiden?" You say, "Is this a good thing?" ”

Saint!

Shi Nian narrowed his eyes, his eyes slightly cold.

"This ......" The old man was a little frightened, but he still insisted on asking, "Please also speak clearly." ”

A few demons turned their heads and ignored them.

After a little time.

Several demons seemed to sense something, they looked at the sky in the distance and bowed down respectfully.

One of the demons glanced at the villagers with disgust, and said in a cold voice: "The Holy Maiden is coming, you still don't kneel?" ”

Terrible silence.

Slowly, someone knelt down.

Someone knelt a little slower, and the demon clan directly passed by a magic force.

The man screamed. The demon snorted coldly, and wanted to continue.

"Alright, Lie Ran, don't get killed. Wait a minute, these people are still useful. A demon next to him said.

That's when the one called Lie Ran stopped.

At this time.

A huge carriage appeared in the sky.

The one who pulls the cart is the famous fierce beast barge. The barge beast looks like a horse, the body is white and the tail is black, this beast is very ferocious, on weekdays, it feeds on tigers and leopards.

And at the moment.

This terrible beast turned out to be only the mount of this carriage.

Four barge beasts steadfastly controlled the carriage, and finally, landed in the center.

"Welcome to the Holy Maiden." The respectful voices of several demons rang out.

The curtain is drawn.

A stunning woman slowly stepped out of the carriage.

The woman's hair was as red as fire.

The eyes are as blue as the sea.

The demons have one characteristic.

The redder the hair and the bluer the eyes, the higher the level of the demons.

The color of this woman is a little purer than the high-level demon who just died under the stone of Shi Nian.

"Demon Saintess." Chen Mingyue's voice rang out: "Shizun once mentioned that every generation of the demon clan will select a female demon with the best talent to become a saint. After selecting the Holy Maiden, this female demon will receive a special inheritance, not only will her magic power be further refined, but her status in the demon clan will also rise to the sky, and her status can even be compared with that of the Demon Venerable. Even, to some extent, it is better than the Demon Venerable. After all, there are now nine Demon Venerables in the Demon Realm. But the saint is only one. Don't look at the beginning of the Holy Maiden, her cultivation is often not high, but after accepting the inheritance, her progress speed is very amazing. In the end, as long as he doesn't fall, he will definitely become a master at the Demon Venerable level. ”

Chen Mingyue said, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Why would such a big man in the demon world appear in such a small village.

The saint glanced at the scene, but she looked a little dissatisfied.

"Why are there only so many people?"

"Holy Maiden. After all, this side is still the jurisdiction of the Righteous Path Alliance. We don't dare to go to places where people are populated with great fanfare. These small villages, though sparsely populated, are secluded and safe. Lie Ran hurriedly said.

The holy woman said indifferently: "Then take your time, I just had a whim and wanted to refine a magic weapon." ”

Seeing that the holy woman had no intention of blaming, several demons breathed a sigh of relief.

The holy woman glanced at the frightened villagers and said indifferently, "It's okay." Kill it. ”

"Yes!" Several demons stood up.

"Killed? My lord, this is not good, this is not good, we ......" the village chief said something a little nervously.

A demon's fingernails suddenly stretched out and stabbed directly into the throat of the village chief.

Blood bursts out.

The village chief's eyes widened and he slowly fell.

The blood in his body flowed out at an extremely fast speed, converging towards the central circle.

The saint smiled slightly and threw a flag to the center of the formation.

In the midst of countless wails.

When a human race died, all the blood was gathered into the formation.

Finally, it condensed into the flag.

These villagers are just mortals without the slightest spiritual power, where is there the slightest room for resistance.

Soon.

All were killed.

There was not the slightest blood left in their bodies, and it was all sucked away by the formation and the flag.

The corpse left on the ground was a shocking dried corpse.

"That's it. Let's go. The saint withdrew the flag and said nonchalantly.

"Yes." Lie Ran answered, and a trace of flame popped out of his hand, incinerating all the corpses.

Subsequently. So they embraced the saint and departed as quickly as possible.

End of imagery.

There was silence.

Everyone looked at the blood-red ground again, and many of them trembled with anger.

The three clans of people, demons and demons have actually maintained peace for a long time.

Most of the time, they have been staying in the ivory tower-like sect.

How have you ever seen such a bloody truth?

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

These eight words suddenly became extremely clear.

Right now.

The demons are still sneaking and slaughtering the human race.

What about when the demons are recuperating and attacking?

Such a tragedy will only be repeated over and over again!

Cloud Sword gripped the handle of his sword tightly.

He kept staring at the blood-colored ground, staring, staring.

Demons.

This is the Demon Race.

A real demon.

In their eyes, human life is nothing at all?

Just to refine a magic weapon, you can slaughter so many people at will, right?

Those people inside.

There are old people, there are children.

There are women, there are men.

They still have the same identity.

They are Terrans.

It's his compatriots.

Yun Jian wanted to go to the battlefield, originally just because he was eager to fight.

But now.

His mind changed.

He's going to kill demons.

He's going to kill enough demons.

He wants to let those demons who regard mortal life as grass mustard also taste the taste of being grass mustard.

He wants to make those demons tremble when they hear his name!

The Jiuli Sword in Yun Jian's hand seemed to sense the master's mood.

This sword took the initiative to unsheath, and the sound of the sword roared to shock Huanyu.

The next moment.

Strange things happen.

The blood stains that remained on the ground actually condensed.

In the end, it turned into a drop of blood and merged into the Jiuli Sword.

The sword body of the Jiuli Sword suddenly turned a blood-red color, and then slowly fell back into the hand of the Yun Sword.

Lu Shuyan looked at it, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This......

(End of chapter)