Chapter 289: Blood!

The vitality in the body could not flow, and the surrounding space was also blocked, completely unable to move, and there seemed to be a force around the body squeezing the body, oppressing people to breathless.

"Tick!" the sound of a drop of liquid dripping to the ground seemed so harsh when it was so still.

Lu Chen was also so oppressed that he couldn't move a bit, but his eyes were not restricted by this, and his eyeballs turned to the sound of the liquid.

It's Xiao Langzhong, his cultivation is too low, and he is not a barbarian, his physical resistance is extremely poor, under the pressure, blood flowed from his nose, mouth, ears and even his eyes, and his face shrank into a ball of pain, but he couldn't raise his hand to wipe it, so he could only let the blood stay from his face and into his neck, slide to his chest, and then drip to the ground.

"Tick-tock!"

The blood is dripping drop by drop, even if the pressure doesn't crush him, I'm afraid he will run out of blood and die.

In the distance, blood also oozed from the corners of Ah Man's mouth, who was being washed by the poison, and the blood veins that had been activated at high speed suddenly stopped, causing him to be counterattacked.

Tuoba Suo's whole body was red, and the fangs in his mouth were exposed, but even so, he remained motionless like a sculpture.

No one spoke, because even the three old men were so oppressed that they couldn't open their mouths.

A sword light slashed from the sky, and it was a Taoist priest in the sky who drew his sword.

"Puff ......" sword light directly passed through the poisonous mist of the mountain guarding poison array, passing through the body of a clansman, who was still standing, but a pool of blood had already appeared on the ground, and the clansman's eyes dimmed, and he lost his anger at all.

"Uncle Lu Meng......" Lu Chen felt a pain in his heart, that Uncle Lu Meng, who always made some small mistakes and was whipped, died like this, yesterday Lu Meng also took his poisonous claw black bear to wander around the clan, and used that red-bellied brute weapon to make a large group of children laugh.

"Poof......

The sword light struck again, and the sound of the sword light shooting through the human body was Lu Shu, the son of the first clansman who taught himself to quench his body, and he was only in his early twenties.

"Poof......

"Poof......

One after another, Lu Chen didn't dare to look at it with his eyes, no one could survive under that kind of sword light, even if it was ...... Even if it's three old men.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, the body of a clansman who happened to be shot by the sword light exploded, and the whole body turned into blood and water and melted into the earth.

The "bang......" sword light once again passed through the body of a clansman, and this clansman also exploded in an instant just like the previous one.

Although the three old men couldn't move, their eyes were bloodshot, and they died, and one by one the clansmen died one by one.

Seeing that the clansmen who were still together during the day died like this, almost all of them had blood-red eyes, and there was nothing but hatred.

But, what about hatred, he couldn't even resist at all, he could only wait for the next sword light to fall on his body.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

The clansmen's bodies exploded around them, turning into blood and water and melting into the earth, even if they were dead, they were staring at the sky tightly, and before they died, they used the forbidden art to sacrifice their bloodlines to strengthen the power of the mountain guarding poison array, although they knew that it was not possible, because until now, there was only one person in the sky who made a move, and the sword light was cut out of that person's hand, but even if there was a little hope, they also hoped that their bloodline could make the mountain guard poison array block the sword light.

Xiao Langzhong's eyes were already blurred, and they were covered by the blood flowing down, and the fourteen people in the sky were no longer fairy wind bones in his eyes, but blood red and blood-red, demons, they were demons.

The slaughter did not stop at all, this so-called immortal, a man of the Tao, deprived a person of no resistance with every swing of the sword.

Lu Pu died, next to the Great Elder, and Huzi's father, Uncle Erde, also died, and before he died, his body exploded like the previous clansmen, and the sacrificial bloodline exploded, and now the only thing they could do was this.

A few children who were only teenagers also died, and they didn't do anything, because they didn't know any forbidden arts at all, so they could only stand without strength, letting the blood flow out of their bodies, and some of the clansmen who had never been out of Lujiazhai in their lives also died, and they died without even a little resistance, but their eyes looked at the sky fiercely, as if they wanted to remember the appearance of these demon-like people.

A tear slipped from the corner of Lu Chen's eyes, for what? for what was so killed, they didn't even know what Lu Dao Kunlun was, let alone resist because of the ancient grudges.

To be honest, Lu Chen guessed early on that he might be reincarnated among the descendants of the Interception Sect, but so what, what does the dispute between the Interception and the Interception Sect have to do with him? And the battle between the two religions has ended tens of thousands of years ago with the extinction of the religion by one side, so he never said this kind of speculation, let alone asked the old man, because he just wanted to live his life peacefully, and Lu Jiazhai seems to have forgotten that he is a descendant of the sect, and he lives alone in this small place in the 100,000 mountains without any disputes, satisfied, everyone seems to be very satisfied with the current life, but now, such a village that has no quarrel with the world is about to be destroyed!

For what, for what, Lu Chen asked himself again and again, can't Kunlun, who is high above, tolerate a village that poses no threat to them?

What ancient golden immortals, what immortals are benevolent, bullshit, all bullshit, fake benevolence and false righteousness, what kind of immortals are they, bullshit immortals, a group of sanctimonious bloodthirsty madmen are almost the same.

Why do they want to kill what they want!

Lu Chen's heart lost its coolness, and he wanted to roar out, wanting to ask these so-called immortals, what was wrong with them! Why did they kill them, are the old people and children also the demons in Kunlun's eyes!

But he couldn't do it, he didn't even have the right to ask, and the pressure around him was so oppressive that he didn't even have the ability to open his mouth!

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

The surrounding clansmen are still being shot by the sword light, their bodies are still exploding, no one will sympathize with them, Kunlun can't easily descend to mortal dust, keep the right and ward off evil, Kunlun exterminates demons, he Kunlun went down the mountain for this reason.

There was blood all over the place, and some even splattered onto Lu Chen's clothes and face.

Tears slid down Lu Chen's cheeks, if there was a sword, he would definitely kill everyone in Kunlun!!!

In the sky, the fourteen Dao people had no expression on their faces, as if they were slaughtering chickens and sheep.

Xue Hong's eyes looked coldly at the bottom of the lun, since you are not afraid of Kunlun, then let you despair, the immortal path is ruthless, just some mortals, the ants in Kunlun's eyes.

Lu Chen slowly became numb, he didn't know how many clansmen's blood was splashed on his body, the tears in his eyes slowly stopped, and his eyes were cold, as if he had just crossed into this world, cold and alienated, making people terrifyingly strange.

The three old men also seemed to sense Lu Chen's change, and glanced over from the corner of their eyes.

Wisps of black smoke were emerging from Lu Chen's body, and the original silver vertical lines on his forehead gradually turned blood red.

The eyes of the three old men shrank, this black smoke was not poisonous smoke, but ......

Demonic energy!

Just like Lu Buli sixteen years ago, he fell into the devil.

It's just a thought to be in the devil, the lazy, always want to stay quietly, never cause trouble since childhood, and like to calm down when things happen, the little black baby was actually forced to fall into the devil, the eyes of the three old men moistened, but they were not able to protect the village.

Sixteen years ago, Lu Buli entered the demon and they stopped interrupting, but now they can't even move.

The corners of Xue Hong's mouth curled up in the sky, finally someone had fallen into the demon, otherwise what would they do with such a big amount of murder money, they also prepared a talisman, and now it seems that they can't use it.

Youyou Kunlun, not going down to the earth, there is no demon chaos in the world, how do they go down the mountain to subdue demons.