The next day, a shocking news came from the starry sky.

The fiftieth level of the human race, in the central square, at this moment, there are full of people, crowded and dense.

In the center of the huge square, a stone pillar stood on it, and a stone on it played the scene of a white-haired man sitting at a table eating.

The oil lamp hung quietly on the beams of the room, hanging with a rope, emitting a warm glow.

White rice, a clay bowl with steaming soup that looks like a lot of oil, and a chicken head floating in the soup.

It's a bowl of chicken broth.

Four children, an old man, an aunt, and six of them talked happily, laughing from time to time, but the white-haired man sat there quietly, not eating, just quietly watching the food.

Finally, the aunt talked to him, and after asking questions, the white-haired man's eyes gradually turned cold.

As soon as the picture turned, the lights outside were dim, the lights in the mortal towns were bright, the lanterns were hung on the doors of every house, there were some bacon on the doors, and some cats and dogs were lazily lying in front of the doors.

Children are playing and playing, it is very lively, and there are firecrackers from time to time.

Everyone in the square also had a smile on their faces when they saw this scene.

"It's so good, I was like this when I was a child, squatting in front of my house's door, teasing my rhubarb, but I can't go back...."

"It would be nice if we monks also had this situation, there was no fighting, only a peaceful life, running around every day for a little food, but it was better than the monks, who were worried every day, and had to face life and death every day."

"That white-haired man, is he ruthless, how can he sit with mortals?"

"I didn't expect that there was another side to him."

The people around were discussing, many people were watching in silence, and some emotional people couldn't see this kind of picture, and quietly shed tears, and there were only memories of stepping on God's road in their minds.

After a while, the picture returned to Xu Changqing's place again, but after seeing Xu Changqing eat a piece of chicken, he frowned, and his eyes became cold.

Those young girls looked at Xu Changqing suspiciously, frowned, and asked one after another, "Big brother, isn't it delicious?" ”

The younger generation present was stunned, is it delicious? They don't know.

Because of mortal food, they have not eaten it.

From childhood to adulthood, it is the delicacies of the mountains and seas, even if they step on the path of God, on the way to fight, there are many special creatures killed by them.

Those creatures all have good cultivation, and even if they don't put any spices, they are delicious.

But the next moment, everyone saw that Xu Changqing smiled gently, stood up, rubbed the heads of several children, and said gently: "How come, the chicken soup is delicious." ”

The people in Dilu were all stunned, and some couldn't figure it out, Xu Changqing would still show a gentle smile, which was not in line with his character.

"Ruthlessly say it's delicious, is that really delicious?" Some foodies asked.

"I don't know, if you have time to go to a mortal town, don't you know if you want to try it?"

"What mortals eat, it's not very dirty, it has dirt and stains, can you eat it?"

"Won't that drain?"

The people of Emperor Lu were all discussing whether the mortals' food was good or not, and they didn't notice that Xu Changqing's smile became colder and colder, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

In the dark, several vague figures of the strongest young generation of Emperor Lu watched silently in the void.

They had never felt that kind of red dust and bright world, and they had been cultivating since they were born.

Mortal towns, for them, are wonderful.

The atmosphere of family reunion, the emotion of lovesickness being released, made them envious.

But the next moment, a soft sound suddenly came, and everyone was stunned, and the originally warm picture suddenly became extremely scarlet, and all kinds of brain marrow and blood splashed everywhere.

That innocent and cute little girl was pinched by Xu Changqing!!

"This ......" Many people were silent when they saw this scene, they couldn't believe it, they couldn't speak, and there were many voices of swallowing saliva at the scene.

Subsequently, the people of the fiftieth level of the human race saw Xu Changqing covering the entire mortal town with one sword.

The town, which was originally lit up with thousands of lights and a happy place, suddenly became purgatory, and finally became a desert.

After Xu Changqing's figure disappeared, a figure slowly appeared from the sky, with an extremely excited smile on his face, and while running frantically in the air, he shouted vigorously: "Fathers and fellow villagers, I have risen, I have become a saint!" ”

But the next moment, the person's face stiffened directly, and the whole person stood in the sky stunned, with doubts and fears in his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said softly: "What's the matter, what about my family, what about my town?" ”

He fell from the sky into the desert, and his whole body stood stiff in place, his hair blown by the night wind.

"Whew~"

A gust of wind blew, and the sand under his feet was suddenly blown up, revealing a few white bones, and a white bone hand was tightly grasping a red bag.

"Huhuhu...."

The man's breathing became rapid, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his pupils were constricted, and he bent down a little weakly, picked up the red bag, and then opened it.

There are a few lines on it.

"Madam, I've been taken by Dongtian, I'm going to cultivate...."

It was just a simple paragraph, but the man in the picture collapsed, knelt directly on the ground, cried loudly, hugged the white bones, and roared: "Why, why, why!" ”

The people in the emperor were silent, and when they came back from cultivation, they found that their homes were gone, and their people were gone.

So what's the point of cultivating?

The blue-haired man hid in the dark, and when he saw this scene, he also nodded with satisfaction, observing the people in the square, and found that some people had tears on their faces, or they had expressions of doubt on their faces.

He praised his acting skills.

"I almost believed it was true."

However, those people of the younger generation found it greasy, as if everything was set, why did Xu Changqing suddenly make a move, and there was a picture record, couldn't he notice it?

But in the next moment, there was an explanation.

The person who broke down and cried in the picture took out the photo stone and said a few words to the picture.

"My family is dead, my wife, my children are dead, and I don't want to live anymore because I don't feel like there's any meaning."

"I am now in the realm of saints, although I don't have many treasures, but I will leave everything I have, hoping that the person who saw my retrospective picture can help me take revenge."

Then he cast a forbidden secret technique to retrace time.

The perspective of the picture shown in the end is different from that of the Lingering Stone, but the content is exactly the same.

Everyone was silent, even if they suspected that this picture was not real, they believed it completely.

Because that man sacrificed himself at the cost of his life in exchange for the power of a short time to go back in time.

In the final picture, a girl picks up the Shadow Stone, and the picture of the release of the Shadow Stone ends here.

Everyone in the Imperial Pass was silent, and the younger generation in the dark was even more so, but there were also people who disagreed, some of them were more cruel than Xu Changqing.

"Ruthless is very strong, just by rumors, he is much stronger than that feathered divine son, and there are even rumors that he is now the first person of the younger generation, and the emperor of this life belongs to him."

"If this kind of monk who tortures and kills mortals becomes an emperor, then we sentient beings, will we all have to be frightened all the time?"

"After he becomes an emperor, will he enslave the heavens, kill people for fun when he is bored, or will he start a dark turmoil to achieve some purpose?"

In the square, there was a discussion, someone was inciting emotions and spreading panic, everyone was stunned, and then their faces suddenly turned pale.

Yes, that kind of person doesn't even kill mortals at all, and uses the soul of mortals to cultivate, or imprisons the cultivation of mortals and turns them into their own cannon fodder.

If he becomes an emperor, will he also kill them, or even start a dark turmoil, just to refine weapons and pass them on to the world forever?

However, Tianjiao in the dark did not agree with the words of those people, and said coldly: "Do you still want to become an emperor? Just his kind of executioner, can he become an emperor? ”

"Don't think about it, if he can become an emperor, then a pig can become an immortal."

"When the ancient roads converge, it will be the time of his death."

Many strong people heard the discussion of the people of Emperor Road, and saw that they compared themselves to ruthlessness, and their hearts were very uncomfortable, although they admitted that ruthlessness was very strong.

But they can also achieve the feat of killing the Saint King with the realm of a Saint.

Eight forbidden, they also have.

God forbidden, triggered once or twice.

The background is invincible, the resources and exercises are numerous, and the followers are many holy sons and daughters.

He is ruthless, has no background, no resources, no emperor scripture, how can he compare to them?

Now it's just a newcomer, but after that, maybe as soon as he appears, he will be besieged to death.

No matter how amazing a strong person is, if he doesn't grow up, he's just a piece of.

And he has no background, no protector, he is ruthless, what can he compare with us peerless geniuses?

There are many divine bodies or special physiques in the dark, thinking of this layer, I suddenly feel that Xu Changqing is just like that.

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