"Boom ......"

I don't know when, this battlefield was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, as if the heavens also felt the hundreds of millions of hatred in Duan Yanqing's heart, and then cast a little shadow.

And on this dark cloud-covered battlefield, a faint evil ghost Shura Xiang was slowly getting up from the mountain of corpses.

At first, this evil ghost Shura was only extremely vague, but when the thunder fell from the sky, the originally vague evil ghost Shura was actually slowly swallowing the flesh and blood piled up in the corpse mountain.

In a trance, this evil ghost Shura seemed to have stepped out of the hell and the underworld, and the corpse mountain that trapped Duan Yanqing had become a sacrifice to summon this evil ghost Shura?

On the dome, thunder roared incessantly.

In the battlefield, whether it was those soldiers or Duan Zhengming, who was sitting at the back of the military formation, they were all stunned to see the scene in the mountain of corpses at this time.

This evil ghost Shura was covered with strange blood-colored lines, and it seemed to sense the great hatred in Duan Yanqing's heart, just like that, in front of countless people, it was condensing and absorbing that Dao flesh and blood, and it wanted to turn into a substance!

"Duan Yanqing's voice, isn't there a bit of desperation?"

"Why is this throbbing and oppressive feeling in my heart getting stronger and stronger?"

In the Dali Palace, Qiao Feng saw the dark clouds rolling up in the sky outside the city, and saw the silver snakes flickering, and his brows furrowed more and more.

At this time, Qiao Feng instinctively felt that a strong sense of life and death crisis was spreading in his heart.

Not only him, but the Sunflower Ancestor beside Qiao Feng also frowned, and watched with Qiao Feng as the dark clouds outside the city pressed down.

"Or, something's wrong!"

Sunflower Ancestor's face was solemn, especially when he felt the heart that was almost beating out of his chest, Sunflower Ancestor couldn't help but have a thought in his heart to escape from Dali City like this.

"Duan Yanqing, isn't it the true meaning of complete enlightenment?"

"The situation outside the city, or is it Duan Yanqing's vision after comprehending the true meaning?"

Qiao Feng's heartbeat was also pounding at this moment, not to mention the Sunflower Ancestor, even Qiao Feng, who had braved the wind and waves like this, couldn't help but have such a thought of escaping in his heart at this moment.

It was as if not far from the city of Dali, there was some kind of terrifying existence being born.

And after that horror is conceived, it will be turned upside down in an instant, and even a landslide!

"But even if it is a martial intent, it shouldn't make me feel so urgent, or even fearful, right?"

"I read the copywriting of Wuyazi to break the realm of the grandmaster, and the true meaning of Wuyazi's martial arts is only in mythology."

"However, even with that kind of martial intent, I have never heard any Jianghu guest say that when the martial intent is born, it will make people's hearts throb!"

"And the thunder outside Dali City flickering and roaring......"

"This kind of situation, on the contrary, makes people think out of thin air, there are demons born in the world, and the heavens send thunder, and the feeling of sweeping away the evil demons in the world......"

Sunflower Ancestor frowned, as time passed, not only did the great panic not cut in the slightest, but it became more and more rich with the passage of time, so rich that the heart of a strong person like Sunflower Ancestor seemed to be pressed on a boulder!

"Perhaps, Duan Yanqing's martial intent hurts Tianhe?"

"Also, I still don't understand, how can this Yanqing's Zhengang be so full?"

"I am already an innate six-fold martial artist, and it stands to reason that I should not be far from the realm of grandmasters, according to my estimates, even if I become a grandmaster, Mo Yue can only fight for half an hour before he dies."

"But Duan Yanqing's Zhengang is far more abundant than I expected......"

"Could it be that the leap between innate and grandmaster is so big?"

At this time, Qiao Feng finally said the question in his heart.

In fact, not only him, but Sunflower Ancestor was also surprised by Duan Yanqing's true abundance.

It's just that the two of them are not grandmasters after all, and they can't know how rich the grandmaster's true gang is.

But looking at the appearance of Qiao Feng and Sunflower Ancestor at this moment, neither of them seems to have any intention of leaving?

It's not that the two of them are greedy for life and afraid of death, but Duan Shouhui and Qiao Feng said when they discussed, and they had to wait until Duan Yanqing Zhengang was about the same, and then it was the time for the two of them and even the martial artists of the rivers and lakes to make a move.

Duan Shouhui's arrangement was so strict, and there was still the idea of killing Duan Yanqing in a battle.

There is an ancient saying that has been passed down in the land of Zhuxia since ancient times.

People count, it's better to count than heaven!

According to Duan Shouhui's thoughts, if the Sunflower Ancestor pointed out Duan Yanqing's weakness, Duan Yanqing should have been hit to death by the infantry chariot like that.

But looking at the scene in the corpse mountain on the battlefield outside Dali, Zhengming felt a big dazed feeling in his heart at this time.

He is at a loss, Duan Yanqing is such an existence, can he really kill?

Even if he is killed, will this Yanqing really become the evil ghost Shura behind him, killing him from the realm of the dead back to the world?

It's not that Duan Zhengming is such a timid person, it's really everything he sees in front of him, and it's really beyond Duan Zhengming's understanding of the world in the past few decades!

After Duan Yanqing shouted such hateful words, it was visible to the naked eye that on the corpse mountain, there was a Shura evil ghost born!

This Shura demon is one foot three feet tall, and I don't know if it is Duan Zhengming's illusion, as time goes by, the Shura evil ghost summoned by Duan Yanqing seems to continue to grow?

And the nourishment for the growth of the Shura demon seems to be the corpse mountain that Duan Shouhui prepared for Duan Yanqing?

"Martial ......"

"This is, my martial intent!"

As the Shura demon in the corpse mountain was born, there was another hoarse and crazy voice in the battlefield.

can make such a voice, who else can there be on the entire battlefield except Duan Yanqing?

Duan Zhengming hadn't come out of the terrifying scene of witnessing the Shura evil ghost deriving from the world, and the next moment he would see it again, and he saw that the Shura evil ghost was clearly dragging stumps and broken arms, crashing into the mountains of corpses, and escorting Duan Yanqing out.

The corners of Duan Yanqing's mouth were still covered with blood, and the two collisions of the infantry chariot made Duan Yanqing suffer a lot of internal injuries.

But at this time, Duan Yanqing was clearly laughing!

There are so many people who have died on this battlefield, how many corpses are displayed on this battlefield, and there is even a mountain of corpses witnessing the tragedy of this real war, but the smile on Duan Yanqing's face is so free, so hideous!

Duan Zhengming came back to his senses from such a terrifying picture, and when he saw it again a moment later, he saw the evil ghost behind Duan Yanqing, which clearly outlined a hideous smile that was the same as Duan Yanqing's face!

When Duan Yanqing was walking with his body stilted, that evil ghost seemed to be Duan Yanqing's guardian spirit, and only followed closely behind Duan Yanqing.

Not only that, but this evil ghost doesn't know what kind of evil habit it is, and when he reaches out, he actually picks up the white bones on the corpse mountain and shakes his hand!

When this evil ghost stepped forward, there was a foul smell and a bloody wind on the battlefield that swept in all directions, and some soldiers who were standing closer could see it clearly, the evil ghost behind Duan Yanqing was clearly chewing on something in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were flowing scarlet.

"Not enough!"

"Not !! enough"

Duan Yanqing's eyes were already scarlet at this time, and faintly, Duan Yanqing's eyes seemed to be flashing?

When Duan Yanqing spoke hoarsely again, it fell into people's ears, just like the whispering of the evil god, and more like the unconscious muttering of the blind fool!

When Duan Zhengming's gaze collided with Duan Yanqing's scarlet eyes, Duan Zhengming couldn't suppress the fear in his heart anymore.

At such a moment, even if Duan Zhengming is a fool, he knows what Duan Yanqing said not enough.

"Demon ......"

"Father, you have made a prophecy......

"Duan Yanqing, it's really an evil demon......"

On the entire battlefield, only Duan Yanqing's murmur was left at this moment.

Whether it was the soldiers who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die before, or Duan Zhengming who stood at the back of the military formation, they all had a clear understanding in their hearts.

Evil spirits are born and need to eat raw flesh and blood!

And they are the flesh and blood that this evil demon will eat raw when he is born!

"Escape !!"

When faced with the horror of the unknown, the brain cannot think, and only fear dominates the body.

Seeing the evil spirits coming out of the corpse mountain, the soldiers on the battlefield could no longer suppress the most instinctive fear of life, and no one would pay attention to the increasingly rapid drumming, these soldiers forgot everything at the moment, and only instinct manipulated them to flee.

Every part of their bodies was screaming, warning, and reminding them that the farther away from that Yanqing, the better.

Duan Zhengming also wanted to escape, but he didn't know if Duan Zhengming was scared stupid, or if Duan Zhengming was still remembering his responsibility, but at this time, Duan Zhengming was standing motionless on the chariot at the back of the military formation.

"Knock Knock Knock !!"

The war drums roared, I didn't know when, the drummers were already paralyzed on the ground, Duan Zhengming took over the war drums in front of him by himself, and he was personally beating the war drums in front of him!

He beat the war drums, it was the order to continue to rush and kill, but at this time on the battlefield, who dared to face the evil spirits?

The wind is roaring, the war drums are vast, but this place has completely turned into hell from the realm of the human world!

Duan Yanqing carried the evil ghost behind him, and his body was like a real ghost, harvesting life on this battlefield.

He no longer used the invisible sword qi of the six-vein divine sword, and when the ordinary soldiers fled, there was only a flower in front of them, and the next moment a hideous ghost face appeared in front of him.

When the ghost face smiled, he poked out his palm, which was like a white bone cast, and tore people apart and filled them in his mouth.

The demon didn't seem to be satisfied, and his stomach was like a bottomless pit.

This is no longer a war, it has become a feast of demons at their own time.

But if you look closely, you can see that it is not that this evil ghost is really eating people, but that this evil ghost tore the soldier to pieces, devoured all the flesh and blood in a short time, and then left the dry bones in place.

In fact, Duan Yanqing at this moment is unconscious, or rather, he has completely become a beast demon dominated by desire.

This evil ghost Shura was born because of him, but this evil ghost Shura was influencing Duan Yanqing in turn.

The evil ghost phase condensed purely by hatred only infinitely magnifies the hatred in Duan Yanqing's heart at this moment.

Duan Yanqing only knew that he was going to kill someone, and he only knew that the blood and qi of this human body were the supreme medicine for him.

His hideous appearance was not pretending to be himself, but Duan Yanqing's unconsciousness and hatred were most clearly expressed on his face.

The dark clouds in the sky are getting deeper and deeper, and the electric snakes are dancing more and more wildly, as if the heavenly lord can't see such an evil scene at this moment.

But the thunder in the dark clouds in the sky never landed after all, but just let Duan Yanqing stage such a hellish scene in the world.

I don't know when, the mournful wails on the battlefield slowly faded a lot, and in the end, all that was left was the roar of the still tragic war drums.

I don't know when, the dark clouds in the sky will finally rain down.

What's even more strange is that this rainstorm only fills the vicinity of Dali City, and the farther boundaries are farther away, but there is no rainstorm.

In such a rainstorm, Duan Yanqing also seemed to slowly regain his senses, and when Duan Yanqing saw the hellish tragedy in front of him, Rao is Duan Yanqing couldn't help but throb a little in his heart.

When Duan Yanqing looked back again, all he could see was a ghost face smiling at him.

In this crazy killing, the evil ghost who was originally only one zhang and three zhang has grown to one zhang and eight!

When Duan Yanqing felt the Zhengang in his body again, he clearly felt that the Zhengang in his body was also dyed with blood red, as if his body was Zhengang, it was forged between this boundless sea of blood!

Between heaven and earth, the thunder is still roaring, and along with the roar of thunder, there is also a figure struggling to beat the drum on the high chariot.

On the east city wall, Duan Shouhui and Duan Zhengchun were all standing there, but they only saw the hellish scene under the city, and they saw Duan Zhengming beating the drum constantly in this torrential rain.

Duan Zhengchun pursed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more.

But when he turned his head to see Duan Shouhui's face, Duan Zhengchun looked at Duan Zhengming under the city again, and his eyes slowly turned red.

In addition to Duan Zhengchun and Duan Shouhui, on the east city wall, there are clearly thousands of soldiers and those Jianghu warriors who are mainly helping the fist.

No one asked why Duan Zhengming didn't enter the city, they just quietly, like a statue, staring at Duan Zhengming who was beating drums and shouting loudly below, and then looked at Duan Yanqing, who was soaked in blood and rain.

"If you enter the city, you can still survive!"

"What kind of heroic drama do you want to stay here?"

Duan Yanqing's body was fluttering, and he had already walked to the high platform of this chariot.

I don't know what Duan Yanqing thinks, when he looked at Duan Zhengming in front of him, he opened his mouth to remind him that Duan Zhengming could survive when he entered the city.

But Duan Zhengming only ignored Duan Yanqing's words, and still beat the drum hard, in a trance, he wanted to use the last strength of his body, and completely turned it into a drum to pay tribute to the dead and wounded soldiers in this war.

"Do you think that if you enter the city, I will also enter the city?"

Duan Yanqing twisted his neck, his voice was no longer hoarse as before, but rather gentle.

If you only listen to Duan Yanqing's voice, you can even sketch the appearance of a Mo Shangzi in your mind.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Duan Zhengming listened to Duan Yanqing's words, did not have any response, and continued to beat the war drum in front of him.

At this moment, Duan Zhengming's drum beat slowly turned from tragic to passionate and generous, as if he was reflecting something?

Duan Yanqing listened to the increasingly passionate drum beat, and turned his head to look at Duan Zhengming in front of him, and finally noticed that something was wrong.

However.

"I can't leave......"

Caught up and caught up, I haven't changed it yet......

(End of chapter)