Chapter 205: The Battle of Bingruo Valley (3)

Although the ten Divine Treasure Realm monks were not too deeply affected by these miasma, their divine consciousness could only penetrate a few feet of this mist, and they didn't know what was going on, wandering around, but they found that they couldn't see other low-level monks and their peers.

And when they saw that the few low-level disciples scattered around had red glows in their eyes and began to kill each other, their hearts were shocked, no matter how they shouted, these low-level disciples didn't care about their shouts at all.

On the jade square in the Bingruo Valley, there are four huge cyan jade formations with a height of about five zhang and a diameter of two zhang, which are located in Kan, Xun, Li, and Dui.

On the Xun position, as soon as the masked Qi Guan Wan'er put away the array flag in his hand, the huge pillar-like rainbow that shot out was suddenly closed, and the huge hole in the south was gradually closed.

The three other three gossip directions looked to be in their twenties, and all the beauties who were as beautiful as jade also accepted the array flags in their hands one after another, and looked at the scene outside the magic circle with a strange look.

I saw that the ten tens of thousands of attacking phalanxes outside the magic circle were already shouting and killing to the sky, and all the low-level disciples among the enemies began to kill each other.

It's just that after less than a meal, most of these low-level disciples were killed and injured, and countless low-level disciples turned into clouds of blood mist, and it rained blood one after another.

The glow flew wildly, all kinds of attacks ran wildly, and bursts of terrifying explosions came from outside the array, and those low-level disciples with less strength were killed first, and the lower-level disciples with stronger strength in the back began to kill other low-level disciples with similar strength after surviving.

They all tried their best to kill their eyes, as if either you died or I lived, it looked like a hell on earth, miserable.

However, the other cultivators of the Divine Treasure Realm seemed to not see the fight of these disciples, wandering around in the void, as if they didn't care about such a large-scale fight.

"Palace Master, what's going on?"

One of them combed a swallowtail bun, wore a snow-white long skirt, her face was like ice and snow, her expression was very clear, and her appearance was still above the palace heart, but her beautiful eyes were staring, and she asked Guan Wan'er.

This woman is Xue Wanying, the head of the four protectors of Qi Guan Wan'er.

Another woman with her hair combed in an auspicious cloud bun, dressed in a thin veil, a melon seed face, a cherry mouth, and a face that was not under Xue Wanying, said: "It is impossible for the people of Ziyuan Palace to rush to Bingruo Valley so quickly, could it be Xinyue?"

"Xinyue is lonely, how can he run the interception of the seven gangs and twelve rudders!"

As she spoke, there was another woman wearing a broken jade blue skirt and a plain paper umbrella flying above her head, but she frowned and said, but it was Yuqin Mei among the four Dharma protectors, and it was another Dharma protector Feng Yuying who combed her auspicious cloud bun.

Gong Xinyue, Xue Wanying, Feng Yuying, and Yu Qinmei's four protectors, whether it is appearance and intelligence, their strength is above everyone in Ziyuan Palace, and they have grown up with Gong Xinyue since childhood, and their hearts are not a problem.

Hearing that Gong Xinyue was afraid that there would be more than one auspicious, all the women showed a sense of gloom.

Qi Guan Wan'er's heart moved, and suddenly saw a familiar figure flash in the battle group, but it was Gong Xinyue, who was wearing a red dress of different races and combing several pigtails.

The moment this woman appeared, the Nine Heavens Flame Extinguishing Fan in her hand was instigated, and you could see that all the low-level disciples within dozens of zhang around her turned into ice bricks, and the ice cracked in an instant, exploded and died, turning into a burst of red ice and snow to fall.

In the other battle group, several golden dragon phantoms three zhang long immediately appeared, and the sound of dragons and tigers roaring endlessly, a white-robed man wrapped in golden light appeared as if a god was in the world, and everywhere these golden dragon phantoms passed, several low-level disciples exploded and died.

The person who appeared here was naturally Dugu Bo.

The other two daughters, Min Zhen and Min Huan, the countless ruler shadows conjured by the cangyu ruler in their hands are also cold and abnormal, and when the ruler group passes, you can hear a crisp sound of thunderbolt crackling, and dozens of low-level disciples are pierced through the body by these ruler shadows, and they explode and die.

But Min Huan was like a wonderful geisha dancing, turning into a blue mist shadow moving with the wind in mid-air, and everywhere she went, countless ice spears and ice swords could be seen shooting out from her blue mist shadow, shooting towards the surrounding low-level disciples.

Pity these low-level disciples, they have already died more and more by killing each other, and with the terrifying raid of Dugu Bo and the other four, the speed of death has accelerated several times.

There are more than 100,000 attacking troops, and there are as many as 20,000 or 30,000 left in a moment, and the rest are all the elites of the elite, but they still continue to kill each other in the misty illusion, but the frequency of death is much lower.

"Look! It's Xinyue, why are there only four people, and three of them are still monks from the Furnace Ding Realm. ”

Feng Yuying was naturally very happy when she saw Gong Xinyue's figure, but when she saw that there were only four people who instantly made the entire Seven Gangs and Twelve Rudder Army collapse, she was also shocked in her heart, especially the three of Dugu Bo were still the juniors of the Luding Realm.

"Could it be that young man is the Zixia Sword Master found by the Palace Master! His strength is also extraordinary, and it even faintly makes me feel a sense of danger that can only be found in the face of an opponent in the Divine Treasure Realm. ”

Xue Wanying was also delighted, but more shocked.

"Let's talk about other things, right now manipulate the magic circle and kill all those Divine Treasure Realm monks under the Eight Extremes Flame. ”

Qi Guan Wan'er's eyes showed a strong murderous intent, and after giving an order, the three girls of Wind and Blood Rain immediately controlled the magic array order flag in their hands, only to see several cyan glows as thick as stone pillars shot into a certain area above the defensive magic circle in a violent humming sound.

In a moment, I saw that under the flash of green light on the light mask in this area, a huge cyan face appeared, this hideous human face that was the size of a small square was wide open, and a cyan flame of a long time gushed out, rolling down the two Divine Treasure Monks around them, and two muffled sounds were heard, and these two Divine Treasure Realm monks died in an unknown way.

Outside the magic circle, where the Eight Extremes Flame passed, it affected a group of low-level disciples, and hundreds of people died.

But these eight-pole flames also burned the mist miasma, but Dugu Bo and the others could see it clearly, Dugu Bo immediately moved in his heart, and the array flags distributed all over the area for more than ten miles suddenly closed after a strange rotation.

Seeing that the situation had taken a shocking reversal, the disciples behind Qi Guan Wan'er and the others carried the bodies of the dead disciples into the valley to deal with them, but the rest of them were shouting and cheering.

These disciples were all the troops of the three Dharma protectors of the wind, snow and rain, and after the defensive light shield was torn apart just now, many attacks attacked, not only destroying many small buildings and landscapes in this valley, but also affecting the hundreds of disciples behind them.

Most of these disciples were almost all women, most of them were in the Juding Jue realm, and only a few were cultivators in the furnace ding realm, but now that more than half of them were killed or injured, they were also resentful and sad when they saw their companions and sisters who were still laughing and laughing a few days ago die like this.

was already desperate, but he didn't expect to come to the reinforcements, and his heart was naturally filled with joy and sorrow.

In this way, with the help of Dugu Bo's psychedelic array, Gong Xinyue, Dugu Bo, Min Zhen, and Min Huan rushed into the illusion array because they were not affected by the illusion array, and the four women in the magic array, the four daughters of Fengxueyu controlled the "Eight Extremes King Kong Array" to kill other Divine Treasure Realm monks trapped in the magic array, and a tragic slaughter in the immortal cultivation world began like this.

Dugu Bo had never seen such a tragic scene, and he was full of emotion in his heart, but he knew that he was doing it out of defense, and these people must have done all the bad things on weekdays, and they should all be killed.

But he also knew that all these valid reasons made him feel that he was just making excuses for killing people in peace of mind.

Once the success is done, Dugu Bo felt for the first time why every war in history has to find a legitimate reason for itself.

And this reason must not seem selfish, it must be a great man for the country and the people, otherwise how many people can become slaughtering machines and survive the disaster, and be able to spend the rest of their lives in peace.

"Ahh

At the end of the killing, Dugu Bo slowly stopped, but he couldn't bear to do anything to these low-level disciples who were waiting to die, and he looked up to the sky and roared, thinking about whether he was too kind to a woman, but if it weren't for his own idea today, these more than 100,000 people would never die.

But these people don't die, and I, myself and the people I care about, Min Zhen, Min Huan, and Qi Guanwan'er are afraid that they will be ravaged by these people.

For the first time, he felt that the so-called good and evil, right and wrong, right and wrong had become so meaningless in the slaughter of more than 100,000 people.

Watching these disciples around him kill each other, Dugu Bo seemed to have fallen into an ethereal realm.

He knew that in the immortal cultivation world, the battle of 100,000 people was not worth mentioning at all, and the historical records he had read recorded that the ancient immortal cultivation world war, each time there would be hundreds of millions of casualties, that kind of tragic scene, I am afraid it was unimaginable for him, and he did not want to experience it.

He had no direct life-and-death hatred with these people, but he wanted to kill them, but this conscience condemnation made him feel bitter and hateful.

Half an hour later, except for him and Gong Xinyue and the other four people here, there was no one from the Seven Gangs and Twelve Rudders, and even those disciples who were already injured were killed by each other because of the impact of the fog.

At this moment, Dugu Bo, who showed a hint of depression on his face, flipped over with one hand, and the black token in his hand flashed with a black glow, rushing to the sky, emitting a strong buzzing sound.

In a burst of autobiography, all the white miasma around him gradually dissipated, and he fought again, and saw a burst of water ripples in various parts of the void, and saw eight black shadows shoot out of the void with a flash, and flew to the black token where the center was located, but it was an eight-handle array flag.