Everyone is crazy, and they sacrifice other people's lives in order to fight for a way to survive, and at this moment, no one feels that it is inappropriate to do so.

Zhang Yixian was caught in the middle of the crowd, walking forward passively, and he could even hear the bitter wail under his feet.

The plain ground was replaced by a soft body, and these monks, who were forced by the heavenly soldiers, finally broke out with the evil in their hearts.

Zhang Yixian was puzzled in his heart, as far as he knew, since the situation in the world changed, Heavenly Court summoned all the gods in the world back, and then they were never seen again.

In the past few decades, there have been countless rural hair gods in the whole world, and even some Taoist monks have begun to accept such self-styled gods.

And now, these heavenly soldiers and generals who suddenly appeared in Taishan Mansion are such a strong style.

With a posture of being about to be wiped out, Zhang Yixian's brows furrowed tightly.

It may seem like a bit of a stretch, but that's how it happened so suddenly.

He held the moon queen tightly in his arms, and before the heavenly soldiers came, Yuan Yi reminded himself that the moon dog behaved a little differently, not only looking frightened, but also looking in the direction where the heavenly soldiers were coming.

It seems to have a special skill for predicting danger.

This is a baby, no wonder Yuan Yi also reminded himself out loud at that time.

The surrounding wailing, shouting, and the sound of broken buildings were mixed with the fear of most people who had never seen such a scene.

There are no less than a hundred Mao gods who died under the Heavenly Soldier Sword, and most of them are cultivators of the gods, as well as higher-level monks.

Most of those who cultivated below the realm of transforming gods chose to flee to the entrance of Taishan Mansion, even Zhang Yixian was no exception at this moment.

Fear and courage have always been entangled, and with the violent splitting, a road to the exit of Taishan Mansion gradually became smoother.

The monks who had stood in the way were either trampled under the feet of the crowd or cut to the ground by the tyrannical men.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Get me out!"

"Let's go!"

"Run!"

“............”

Countless voices carrying this fear resounded in this space, getting closer and closer to the exit, and everyone's faces showed expressions of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

But the next moment, the closer they got to the exit, the more solemn everyone's faces became, because they found that the crowd that was the first to arrive not only did not flee forward, but retreated step by step, no matter how the people behind beat and scolded, it was still the same.

When the first wave of people finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to flee through the crowd behind them, the situation at the exit of Taishan Mansion was completely exposed to everyone's sight.

A pair of silver-armored heavenly soldiers were like a wall made of steel firmly fixed in front of the exit, and there were still traces of blood on the weapons in their hands.

There was not the slightest emotion in their eyes, like killing machines, just mechanically waving the blades in their hands.

Seeing this situation, someone finally broke down, and with a fierce face and the weapon in his hand, he slashed past the frightened crowd and slashed towards the silver-armored heavenly soldiers in front of him.

"Poof. There was a sound, like a deflated balloon, and the figure was still in mid-air, and a spear blade ran through the back of his vest.

The heavenly soldier threw down, and the man slipped motionless from the spear, motionless.

Looking at the rows of corpses piled up in front of the Silver Armor Heavenly Soldiers, as well as the things that had been burned to black ashes, a cool breath rose up everyone's backs.

Zhang Yixian was mixed in the middle, and when he saw this situation, his brows were also furrowed.

"It's a dead end. ”

It can't be cracked, the strength of those heavenly soldiers is too strong, and the teams of people who broke through in a row have become corpses under their blades.

Again and again, with the smell of blood in the air, the survivors collapsed, sat down on the ground, cried and closed their eyes, and the next moment they were stabbed to death by the heavenly soldiers.

"Retreat!"

"Hurry back!"

“............”

Finally, someone couldn't stand such a scene and kept retreating.

Zhang Yixian thought about it for a while, the strength of these silver-armored heavenly soldiers was strong, and there was absolutely no hope of breaking through.

When these people retreated little by little, the silver-armored heavenly soldiers in front of them did not catch up, but only advanced steadily step by step.

Zhang Yixian had to consider other ways out, in addition to this entrance, there was also an exit to the back mountain, but I don't know if there was also such a silver-armored heavenly soldier waiting.

"Look at your luck!"

Zhang Yixian avoided the dense crowd, identified the direction of the other exit, jumped up violently, and kept rushing forward.

"Ahh

"Help!"

"Don't!"

“............”

It is not an exaggeration to describe the situation at this moment, Zhang Yixian chose the easiest route, constantly crossing the buildings in front of him, looking at the silver-armored heavenly soldiers everywhere, well-trained and powerful, this is completely an asymmetrical massacre.

Zhang Yixian's actions did not attract the attention of these Heavenly Soldiers, even if he jumped over the building in front of the eyes of a group of Heavenly Soldiers and then disappeared, these people never looked away, let alone sent people to chase them.

This made Zhang Yixian very strange, but he didn't have time to think about it.

After walking for a while, Zhang Yixian found that the heavenly soldiers here were becoming more and more scarce, and although corpses continued to appear on the ground, he could still see one or two people standing in the corner of the wall trembling.

And judging from what they were wearing, they should be ordinary people who had been captured by evil cultivators.

"Don't they kill ordinary people?"

"Oh no! It's this killing god guarding ahead!"

When Zhang Yixian raised his head after jumping over a strong wall, a bright figure suddenly appeared in his sight in mid-air.

The silver-armored heavenly general, who was still in the distance before, suddenly appeared here, and he didn't know how many monks he had killed with a spear in his hand.

Zhang Yixian felt that his scalp was about to explode, a cold breath flowed through his body, and suddenly, a dignified sharp eyes as solid as substance stared at him, just for a moment, Zhang Yixian felt as if he had experienced life and death.

The silver-armored heavenly general in the sky had already looked away, and Zhang Yixian was still standing in place, the feeling that made him feel like his soul was trembling all the time haunting his heart.

"Let's go!"

Yuan Yi's voice sounded again, Zhang Yixian's dull eyes suddenly returned, and then his body quickly jumped forward, and a team of heavenly soldiers happened to cross from this direction.

Zhang Yixian didn't dare to stay for a long time, especially the look in his eyes just now, which made him feel an unprecedented threat.

"Breath of Death ......"

Zhang Yixian didn't dare to swagger forward, so he could only look around carefully, and didn't dare to stay for a moment.

However, it seemed that his luck was not good, and when he reached the exit to the back mountain, a group of heavenly soldiers like hell soul messengers stared indifferently ahead, and the ground was full of corpses, but their silver armor was not stained with the slightest blood.

"It's a dead end!"