In the early morning, the sky was hazy, and the bleak morning light was like visiting countless green buildings last night, so it was about to die and illuminate the dilapidated Yang City slightly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is not much different from the middle of winter in the early autumn, and the cold wind rolls up countless dead dust, threatening to dye the sacred city in the center of the continent in this catastrophe.

Looking around, there was a sea of people in front of the altar of the Sword God Sect, but it was the surviving mortal believers who were begging the Sword God to save their suffering.

This catastrophe is also a great opportunity for religion to flourish and search for faith. Hundreds of low-level disciples of the Sword God Sect dressed in white robes were wandering among the refugees, and if they saw sturdy and handsome young men and women, they would casually produce a few large cakes and harvest them as new junior disciples.

I only pity those old, weak, sick and disabled who drag their children and daughters, and at this moment they are prostrate on the ground, hoarse and exhausted, and they have never received the slightest mercy from the so-called great gods. No one will be able to get the pig food that is as black as a pot, let alone become a full-fed disciple.

It turns out that the sword god has always only shown mercy to good-looking believers, only to refugees who have value to be exploited, and no matter how devout and miserable you are, if you are a useless person, you need to go away if you want to be a believer.

It can be seen from this that the so-called eternal life for those who believe in me and freedom from reincarnation for the pious have always been just nice and false. A person who has no value is no longer a human being, and what has value will give you a lie, just like some kind of noble belief that can confuse the liar himself after countless years......

In the half-dead morning light and the bitter cold wind, a purple-robed young figure came from a distance at high speed. It's only a dozen breaths, and that intense purple is already a hundred feet in front of the place where the refugees are accumulated.

Suddenly, the purple-robed cold young man stretched out his hand, and suddenly countless crystalline 'elixirs' and a large number of exquisite robes appeared out of thin air, just like the Heavenly Maiden scattering flower petals. But it immediately caused the hungry and cold refugees to come forward and rob, these are all life-saving treasures!

This young man who wantonly distributed low-level cultivation resources and relieved refugees could only be Xiao Yun who rushed to Luoyang City overnight. And this large number of Bigu Dan and various robes that can be taken by mortals are estimated to come from the Corpse Kui Sect's sect basement, and it is also Xiao Yun's consistent practice to distribute them to refugees in this way.

Xiao Yun kept coming to the Sword God Sect Altar all the time, not knowing what it was for. Only by taking advantage of the fact that the news of the great changes in the sect of the Corpse Sect has not yet spread, and the Sword God Sect is still negligent in taking precautions, can the young man succeed in another surprise attack. In this way, you can not only collect some interest from the great enmity of your relatives first, but also give a deterrent to the old thief of Molin who has been plotting against him.

Xiao Yun's actions undoubtedly made the disciples of the Sword God Sect furious, isn't this disturbing the major affairs of the God God Sect! Hearing a loud shout, it immediately echoed in the audience, it was the mage cultivator who was in charge of selecting new disciples among the refugees, and his cold face was almost dripping with water.

"Who are you who dare to come to the altar of my god and sect to wantonly incite the believers to riot! If you don't want to suffer the divine punishment, leave with me immediately, or you will regret it! ”

But the loud shouts that shook the surroundings only frightened the poor refugees into cringe. The sturdy refugees who had obtained the 'elixir' and robes fled quickly, fearing that the white-robed disciples of the Divine Cult would rob them of the treasures they had obtained.

It seems that mortals also understand that if these life-saving things are in the hands of the God Cult that saves suffering, it is basically impossible for them to belong to them anymore. This 'immortal thing' that I have never gotten by praying to God and worshipping Buddha and burning high incense, even if I fight hard, I have to keep it!

In the noisy group of refugees, only Xiao Yun was unheard of this extremely harsh reprimand, and no expression appeared on the young man's face, but he walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back.

But the strange thing is that none of the hundreds of white-robed disciples in the Sword God Sect here acted on orders, and all of them were like stupid, just staring at Xiao Yun who couldn't help moving forward.

The middle-aged mage cultivator with a holy face and an awe-inspiring and righteous aura was about to continue to speak and scold, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation, why didn't any of his subordinates follow and scold?

The middle-aged mage who noticed that something was strange was shocked, and quickly turned his head to look at the white-robed mages around him who belonged to him. But I saw that the subordinates who were laughing obscenely and rubbing oil wantonly were in a daze, and none of them were not blinded and like puppets.

The middle-aged mage was shocked when he saw this, and was about to use the divine power in his body to activate the transmission divine pattern engraved on the ring, and send out a divine light to warn the sect altar. Unexpectedly, his thoughts were together, and then his eyes darkened, and he became a puppet who didn't even remember who he was.

Such a strange scene was obviously caused by Xiao Yun's evil 'confusion'. When the young man walked slowly, he had already silently urged the evil 'sadness' and 'confusion', and at this moment, hundreds of Sword God Sect disciples were all mentally accused and became puppets.

It was only at this time that people heard Xiao Yun, who had been silent, make a voice: "Folks, there is only so much I can do, take these things and go." Remember to go as far as you can, and don't come back, it can quickly become extremely dangerous. ”

The refugees looked at the purple-robed young man's elegant demeanor, but they also unconsciously believed the words of the little immortal master. Even if he wanted to bow down and thank the living immortals who saved the suffering, he was unexpectedly stopped by Xiao Yun, and just urged everyone to leave quickly.

So the mortals who helped the old and the young set off one after another, even if there were a few gangsters who didn't care, seeing that everyone was following Xiao Yun's words, they also hurriedly followed the large team of refugees and went out of the city with the things that Xiao Yun had dispersed.

Xiao Yun silently watched these poor mortals gradually drift away, and his mood inexplicably became sad and sad. This scene can't help but remind the boy that once upon a time he was one of them, and he was also struggling between hunger and death.

Back then, he and Ergouzi were not qualified to beg along the street, so they accidentally embarked on the path of cultivation in order to be full. However, what if you practice, what do you encounter are not all the selfishness and meanness of the monks, and the sanctimonious evil of the monks?

If there is a flame boiling in his chest, the heart that has been transformed by the realization of hatred and hatred is instantly surging with killing intent. But it was an immediate thought that urged the two evil spirits to devour the souls of hundreds of Sword God Sect disciples.

"These damn guys should die, if there are no more monks in this world, I'm afraid that mortals will live happier and better!" Xiao Yun said secretly with hatred in his heart.

But he didn't know that he was a monk himself, a member of the parasites of this world, and no different from the guys he thought deserved to die......

Even if Xiao Yun yearns for humanity, he wants to walk the road against the sky. But in fact, isn't it still the same as constantly asking for one's own cultivation and enterprising, and isn't it still plundering the survival resources that belong to others all the time? If the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is absorbed by the monks, the seedlings in the fields will have to be shorter, which is undoubtedly bullying the weak.

Maybe it really has to be as Chongxiao Daojun said, only by being free from heaven can you truly have no sorrow, no joy and no desire, and only then can you really be qualified to treat monks as parasites, but can you still be regarded as a human being?

Heaven and humanity have always had their own iron laws, that is, people have birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, anger and sorrow, and there is little interest in reading, and there is always the joy of making grandchildren, this is the five virtues of people, this is life. Only a complete life can truly be called humane.

Obviously, Xiao Yun, who was still young, didn't understand this, and at this moment, the murderous young man's face was like ice and took out the Fengyun Twin Swords. Immediately, I saw Xiao Yun's sword trick pinched, and the silver cloud wind whistled by, and in an instant, hundreds of human heads were already cut off and died.

The silent killing young man immediately did something amazing again, and saw Xiao Yun take out the spirit weapon dragon binding rope obtained from the corpse sect from the Qiankun bag, but he shook his hand and strung together hundreds of heads, forming a long dragon composed of human heads soaring in the air behind him.

Xiao Yun, who was full of murderous energy, silently tied the head of the dragon rope around his waist, and walked towards the gate of the Sword God Sect Altar. And the slaughter that made hundreds of monks completely scattered just now, except for the shouting of the middle-aged mage at the beginning, there was no sound at all.

At this moment, in the Sword God Sect Altar, there was only one Divine Cultivator of the beginning of the Divine Warrior Realm who was left behind. The high-level cultivators of the Sword God Sect were also the same as the Corpse Sect, either in the Void Battlefield or searching for Xiao Yun, a mysterious big trouble. No one thought that Xiao Yun would come to the door so boldly.

However, no matter how silently Xiao Yun slaughtered, it was impossible for the soul fluctuations formed when hundreds of monks were extinguished at the same time to conceal the high-level divine cultivators who specialized in spiritual cultivation and mental power. Even though the sword god sect who stayed behind was aware of the fluctuations outside the sect gate, he immediately greeted him.

As soon as the white-haired Shouzao, who was dressed in silver and had the power of a pseudo-god circulating on the surface of his body, he saw a purple-robed young man dragging a tail more than ten feet long and coming quickly. And the familiar silver light twin swords made him even more shocked, wasn't this the treasure of the Divine Cult's inheritance, the Fengyun Twin Swords?

"You're Xiao Yun......!

Before the words fell, the white-haired head only felt that his heart was in a trance, as if the power of an external mind was invading his Purple Mansion. The white-haired first was shocked and didn't care about talking nonsense, and suddenly gathered the incense power that he had been condensing for hundreds of years to resist this strange invading force that came from nowhere.

Divine cultivation is different from the immortal cultivation that specializes in cultivating the primordial gods, and the Upper Dantian Purple Mansion is their first foundation. The Purple Mansion is not only the place where the True Soul Crystal exists, but also the source of the power to contain and condense the spiritual power of the incense fire, and it is also the source of igniting the divine fire in the future to prove the Divine Dao.

The method of the ancient Shinto chakra that Xiao Yun cultivated had long since been lost due to the passage of time. Today's divine cultivation only cultivates the Purple Mansion, which is the Open Heaven Wheel of the Three Veins and Seven Chakras. Although it can also be canonized as a god after its cultivation, compared with the ancient orthodox chakra Dafa, it is easy to save trouble, but the difference in strength between the two is naturally self-evident.

The first seat of the sword that suddenly coincided with Xiao Yun's evil invasion, and his best efforts were only able to withstand the invasion of the evil 'confusion' and 'pain', and he no longer had time to launch any attack on Xiao Yun. However, the ability to resist the two evils also shows that the divine cultivators who specialize in spiritual power do have super willpower.

When Xiao Yun saw this, his bloody eyes were full of essence, this little Divine Warrior Realm beginner had killed a lot in the Void Battlefield, and he was actually able to resist the invasion of his two evil spirits. But I don't know that the best thing this sword worship is spiritual power, which is very different from other divine cultivators of the same realm.

Facing the number one enemy he vowed to kill, the killing intent in Xiao Yun's heart almost reached the extreme. When the young man saw that the two evil evils were unable to succeed, he did not send the other six evils to attack. But it was also extremely ridiculous irony to immediately urge the sword technique to fly up, and to use the inheritance treasure of the Sword God Sect to kill the Light Sword God Sect.

However, Xiao Yun didn't know that the enemy he was facing was the first seat of the sword, and this white-haired first seat in the Sword God Sect who specialized in sacrificing swords and raising swords would not know the power of the Fengyun Divine Sword. This Fengyun Divine Sword was in his hands before it was lost, so he naturally knew how to control the Divine Sword. It is also in the long-term sacrifice of swords and sword raising, and the sword has long had a spiritual connection.

At this moment, he saw that the first seat that could not be moved to resist the two evil spirits actually urged the incense fire to be mentally powered, and quickly recited the divine spell to regain the treasure of inheritance. When even the Yinyun Divine Sword was about to stir up was dispersed, it completely lost the power of killing, and there were signs that it was going to break away from Xiao Yun's control.

Xiao Yun was shocked for the first time when he saw this change, obviously he had never expected that his invincible evil evil not only did not compete, but instead saw that he was about to fall into a decline and be robbed of the pair of divine swords that he loved so much by the enemy.

I don't know if it's the reason why Xiao Yun is obsessed with his own mental power, or if it's a vain attempt to achieve the suppression of Shinto mental power that he is not a stranger to. However, he immediately urged his heart power to pour it into the divine sword, and even urged the "Bo Xun True Solution" to let the other six evils attach themselves to the divine sword, wanting to completely dissolve the spiritual sacrifice sword secret technique of the first seat of the sword.

And at this moment, the Fengyun Divine Sword highlighted the vision under the convergence of the sacrificial sword secret technique, the power of the Shinto incense, and the power of the evil and Xiao Yun's heart. Seeing that the silver shining Fengyun Divine Sword immediately trembled sharply, and the whole body ignited with a fierce silver spiritual flame.

In an instant, I heard a crisp sound of gold and iron, and I saw that the divine sword that was at the core of several forces competing for light was sheng, and it actually absorbed most of the several powers poured into it.

Such a shocking change suddenly abolished the secret technique of the first seat of the sword, and even lost half of his incense power. And Xiao Yun didn't get any benefits, and half of the mental power that he had worked so hard to condense was gone, and even the six evils looked a little sluggish.

However, such a change also made the first seat of the sword worship lose its last support, and he could only resist the two evil spirits that invaded the Purple Mansion, but his body was completely immobile. Seeing that Xiao Yun, who had consumed a lot of money at this moment, swept by without restraint, and cut off the head of the white hair in an instant.

But the strange change that had to be surprising did not end with the beheading of the sword. I don't know if the divine sword is because of the integration of the evil devouring power, the radiant Fengyun twin swords actually swallowed nearly half of the decapitated true soul and incense fire mental power, and the two evil evils that had been invading were also robbed of half of the benefits.

Xiao Yun didn't know anything about this, but the young man who was extremely puzzled in his heart also knew that now was not the time to find out. If he is slow to act and let the Sword God Sect members in this sect pass on in time, then his revenge will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Xiao Yun, who didn't have time to take care of the Divine Sword Mutation, immediately slaughtered the Sword God Sect Altar as if it were a sweep. Fortunately, after being beheaded by the first seat of the Worship Sword, there were no other high-level cultivators here, and nothing had happened.

But Xiao Yun still had regrets, there were countless underground secret vault divine arrays in the altar of the Sword God Sect. The young man who didn't have time to crack the looting had no choice but to sacrifice the Blood Temple to destroy the formation and the secret vault powerfully, and then simply cast a spell to summon the flames and burn them out.

Half a day later, Jian Nineteen, who had received an urgent message from the surviving disciples, quickly rushed back, but as soon as he entered the Yang City, he saw the altar of the sect burned to the ground from a distance. I saw that at this moment, outside the gate of the original sect altar, a Jingguan appeared on the flat ground, and it was actually all made up of the heads of the disciples of the Sword God Sect.

The old thief of the sword, who only felt that he was about to explode in his chest, came to the front in an instant, and saw that there was a bloodstained white silk at the top of the Jingguan made of thousands of human heads.

Angry enough to crush a steel tooth to pieces, Sword Nineteen barely calmed down his violently surging mind. After a while, the old thief looked fixedly, and saw that above the white silk, the purple-red blood cloud bloomed like a flower...... (To be continued.) )