The usual bustling and noisy street market is now in silence.

The veil of gray mist that settled, and a sparse strange shadow loomed.

Gradually, there were more and more strange shadows, and there was a strange roar.

The gray mist couldn't block the sight of the two.

They were half-kneeling, constantly scratching their bodies, their nails covered with dull flesh, all over their bodies full of cracks, oozing turbid undercurrents, flesh turned out and blurred, and their expressions were painful but also extremely fanatical, which was really shocking.

If you look at it from a distance, you can't tell the difference between men and women.

Quan Ming and Bai Shenyong hurriedly sneaked past them, and although the sound was slight, it was obvious enough to attract any attention.

Killing dozens of demons along the way, Quan Ming didn't hide it, took away all their demon souls, and swallowed them all in front of Bai Shenyong.

This person is not stupid, and there is no point in pretending to be any longer.

There were more than a dozen figures in front of them, relatively tall and holding weapons in their hands.

Before they could react, Quan Ming's figure disappeared several times, and his arm was inserted into his abdomen, drawing out the demon souls one by one.

Quan Ming pinched these dozen or so demon souls into black balls the size of a skull, and tore them apart and devoured them in one mouth.

Bai Shenyong never squinted, maintaining the speed of sneaking, as if he hadn't seen anything.

He had already sensed the feeling of weirdness and dissonance.

Obviously, Qiu Feng was robbed of his body.

Although Bai Shenyong had no idea of revenge for Qiu Feng, there was an extremely dangerous smell on this person.

Several times he had a killing attempt, and he forced himself to suppress it.

Before, he had clearly hidden all his breath, but Quan Ming had seen through his whereabouts.

If you can't see through the depth of the other party's cultivation, it is a foolish thing to rashly expose it.

Bai Shenyong saw with his own eyes at this time, this person took a leisurely walk, killed many demons, and devoured his soul in front of him, and his naked demonic behavior was also warning himself.

Feeling that Quan Ming's aura was constantly increasing, Bai Shenyong couldn't hold back his awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"I can't see through the cultivation of this demon...... Either it is unfathomable, or there is a magic to cover up ......", under Bai Shenyong's calm appearance, he finally became uneasy and anxious, and the killing machine was pressed again, "He has no reason to keep me alive, I think it should be a trick and want to suppress me!"

When I thought of this, I made up my mind.

Bai Shenyong covered up the abnormality, restrained the killing intent in his heart, and raised two fingers.

This magic power was low and impure, and his stomach was filled with nausea, and Quan Ming couldn't help frowning.

Seeing Bai Shenyong's movements, Quan Ming said with a sudden smile: "Your Excellency has been investigating in all directions for a long time, and the exact location should be known, since you are so urgent to save people, then leave it to me to do." ”

Bai Shenyong's eyes flashed, he put down his two fingers, took out a bamboo slip from the storage bag, put it in the center of his eyebrows and engraved it with his divine sense, and then threw it to the side.

"Your Excellency, don't be groundless suspicious, Bai still disdains to do anything on the map. ”

Quan Ming grabbed the bamboo slip, flipped through it and looked at it several times, and gradually frowned.

Bai Shenyong glanced at Quan Ming in surprise, not understanding why this person was still pretending to be like this until now.

He didn't want to tear his face with Quan Ming, but he didn't want to walk with Quan Ming either, so he had to patiently explain:

Daoist friends put it in the center of their eyebrows and look at it with their divine sense. ”

Quan Ming sneered and swallowed the bamboo slip in one gulp, and his body suddenly overlapped.

Then eight people walked out, turned into nine purple rays, and each galloped away in nine directions.

The consciousness that remained in Mu Jian was destroyed, and that was his last temptation.

Bai Shenyong's face immediately appeared strangely ruddy, and finally he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his complexion turned gloomy like water, faintly frightened.

"What the hell does he want to do in that direction!"

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and continued to head south in the same direction.

"I've never told anyone, and even if I get Qiu Feng's memory, it's impossible to know my true plan!"

Bai Shenyong changed his warmth like jade, his expression became extremely paranoid, and he laughed wildly:

How can they know that compared with the real strength, the victory and defeat of the two countries, the rise and fall of royal power, and the life and death of ten thousand trillion people, what are these worth?

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Ten miles of red maples outside Huangquan Pass, densely kneeling with people.

The Southern Dynasty Song stood in the sky, looking up at the cold shaking light.

His face was flushed at this time, and he said with great excitement: "See through all the false appearances, you will always be buried by the fog veil." ”

The mortals kneeling on the ground, their frantic self-mutilation, caused the red liquid to flow into a stream.

It flows through the maple leaves, seeps into the soil, and absorbs by the roots.

The dyed maple leaves become more and more enchanting, showing its original appearance.

The maple tree quickly loses its old leaves, and condenses patches of new scarlet maple.

Alternating between rebirth and extinction, covered with layers of red mattresses, covering up the hideous fanaticism and stubbornness, and obtaining a short sleep here.

..............................

The surging Yellow River, if you want to be dyed with a different color, you need to make a lot of offerings.

On the banks of the river, there are no gaps in the mountains near the river.

People cut off their wrists one after another, and red liquid poured from their wounds into the Yellow River.

If the ink is soaked in water, it is combined to differentiate countless red threads.

Every red silk descends to a certain extent, and it condenses into a red lotus and settles, putting a soft red carpet on the bottom of the river.

The red lotus is stacked higher and higher until it comes to the surface.

The river bank is hazy, the artistic conception is beautiful, nothing can stop it, and the dense fog must also give way to the road.

Look around.

The river is full of red lotuses, and they are extremely colorful, even if there is no wind, they dance.

The earth dragon rolled suddenly, and the lotus blossoms all collapsed, turning into red spots and sinking into the river.

The earth dragon rolled again, splitting out wisps of red streams, slowly spinning and rising.

The earth dragon rolls for the third time, presenting the extreme view of the Chijiang River for thousands of miles.

Sniff it lightly with the tip of your nose, and the taste is sweet.

It breeds strange temptations and seduces people's souls.

If you want to sink here, you are willing to chase after you, fall from the cliff, and walk from the riverbank.

The water bubbles gurgle, and thousands of corpses rise and fall.

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The huge stone pillar prison was divided into two cobblestones because the earth dragon rolled several times, and a gap crossed the left and right.

Around the upper round stone, thick stone poles are inserted, and they are evenly spaced from each other.

There were dozens of ghosts on each stone pole, and the boneless body wrapped around the stone pole, pulling hard in unison, causing the cobblestone to rotate slowly.

The junction of the two cobblestones, with irregular textures, circles and grinding teeth, and a black hole at the top, about two people wide, is bottomless.

Demons stand on either side of the black hole like shepherds, and prisoners line up like cattle.

The livestock were in good order, and they didn't need to be driven by herdsmen, and they lined up to jump into the big hole.

As the upper cobblestone turns, the grinding sound is crisp.

The undercurrent engulfs the powder and becomes quite viscous, and the self-texture is expelled through the cracks, and it clicks along the cobblestone blocks below.

The thousands of demons waiting below picked up the fruits of these treatments, using powder as soil and undercurrents as water sources, building them little by little.

Qinghan stood at the top of the stone castle, and You'er left last night.

"Whether it's livestock or whatever, no matter how much suffering they encounter, it should be quite life-saving. Qing Han lowered his head slightly, and said meaninglessly, "At least not this choice." ”

The demons below are very efficient, and they already have the rudiments of their feet.

"His Holiness is powerful enough to naturally disdain to do so. Mu Ye squinted his eyes, thinking that it was about to be completed, and said with a smile, "This matter is actually very simple, it is not appropriate to be too forceful, as long as you properly grasp the proportions and let them recognize the reality of their powerlessness, despair will take root." After that, it's even simpler, just open their mouths and move their mouths every day, and sooner or later they will deny themselves and accept the knowledge given by their masters. ”

Qing Han stepped down, stood on the edge of the south side of the stone pillar, glanced down, and asked:

"Is it really that simple?

There were so many female corpses piled up underneath, and there were quite a few that hadn't been transported.

If they were all piled up on a regular basis, they would be several times higher than the building under your feet.

Muno didn't expect Qinghan to be interested in this kind of thing, so he thought about it for a while, and said:

"There are a lot of mortals who don't obey at first, but that's okay, the subordinates don't care at all. There are thousands of years to arrange, long enough for mortals. Moreover, the body of yin and yang cannot be cultivated in a few days. ”

Qing Han looked into the distance in a daze, his gaze seemed to penetrate the years, and muttered, "What did you persuade them to believe?"

"The subordinates said that they are the descendants of the ancient demon gods, since they have life because of the demon gods, then they should give up their lives for the demon gods, and everything must be dedicated to the demon gods, which is the highest glory, an invincible faith, and a criterion that must not be surpassed. Mu Ye looked sarcastic, looked at the mortals who kept jumping into the stone cave, resisted the urge to laugh, and said, "As long as you can do everything, you can be blessed, and even immortal!"

As he said this, he seemed to think of something very interesting, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"They are stupid enough to really believe it! Even if there are unbelievers, they don't have to ask their subordinates to speak, they will bite themselves, even if they are close relatives, it's really funny!"

The conversation was not deliberately suppressed, but it did not sober anyone else, and it was still orderly.

With a pilgrimage obsession in their eyes, they jumped into the pit in a line, as if they had been born for this moment.

Qing Han wrapped his fingers together, rubbing each other unconsciously, and then said to Mu Ye with a smile:

"You're good at figuring it out. ”

Muno didn't dare to lie in front of him, his excitement narrowed slightly, and he had to say truthfully:

"The subordinates didn't dare to be praised by the Venerable, but they just learned a little bit. ”

Qing Leng smiled: "Are you missing something?" ”

Mu Ambition was shocked, and explained embarrassedly:

Of course, there was no need for other help, and the gray mist grew their desires. Otherwise, with the unbearable pain, they would have been able to get a chance to wake up. ”