Chapter 140: The Disaster of the Bereaved Families

The chariots, the horses, and the pedestrians, bows and arrows, are all at the waist. Ye Niang's wife sent each other off (also known as "grandmother"), and the dust did not see Xianyang Bridge. The clothes stopped crying, and the crying went straight to the sky.

The wind swept the air, blood was sprinkled all over the ground, the air was full of bloody wicked people, and the heavily armed team, all with pale faces, mixed with knives, guns and sticks in their hands, all looked at the dark Mengtian in front of them with fearful faces, and their hands trembled.

"Patriarch, why are you doing this, why are you doing this, what mistakes have we made, what mistakes have we made. An old man who described the withered old man asked hoarsely, his face full of tears, his teeth chattering, the green tendons on his hands protruding, trembling incessantly, and the buzzing of the weapon.

"Why is this, hmph, you also deserve to ask, to be able to die quietly, you are not yet satisfied, humble ants, you must have the consciousness of ants. Glaring at the questioner, Meng Tian did not scold him fiercely, his face showed contempt, and his brows were curled up to add a bit of evil.

"He's not our patriarch, he's not our patriarch, he's a demon, he's a demon. A young man, crying out, stood at the front digging strong holding the spear, his legs kept shaking, but none of them retreated.

"Kill him and avenge the tragic death of our loved ones," shouted a man in full armor in the middle of the procession, and when he saw the people around him, he explained, "He has fallen into the devil, and if we don't kill him, we will all die, and none of the old people, wives, and children will survive." ”

"Hmph, ignorant ants, looking for their own death, it is your blessing to be able to help me practice divine skills, and it is even like resisting. Squinting his eyes at the surrounding team, Meng Tian said fiercely, his face was cold.

"No, my parents and wives are dead, and I am left with a daughter, and my daughter cannot die, she cannot be killed by this demon. As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a man in coarse linen clothes shouted frantically and rushed out of the team with a wooden stick.

The corners of his mouth slanted, he glanced at the man viciously, raised his palm, and with a pop of blood-red dazzling gas, it rushed into the man's body. The man's body suddenly began to expand violently at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the body that was still emaciated before became difficult for the two to hug, and then Peng's voice exploded in all directions, and the people around were all wide-eyed, their faces were full of fear, and they were stunned on the spot, their souls were out of their bodies, their faces were covered with flesh and blood, and their legs stopped shaking in fright.

A ragged young man, holding a short stick in his right hand, wiped his face with his left hand, felt soft between his hands, moved to his eyes, his eyes widened at first he was not in a trance and fear, and then he sat on the ground and cried "woo".

This touch, the people around him also sobered up, and some of the older ones were fine. Although he was afraid, his spirit was still there, and his hands and feet were still moving, but the younger ones were frightened, and he sat on the ground with his legs and feet weak, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with his mouth grown, crying into a piece, and some were even worse, the yellow and white things were even wet, and the smell was mixed with blood.

"Hahaha," everyone's performance was seen in their eyes, Zhong Mengtian laughed unscrupulously, and waved the red gas that had been shot out before, and it flew back, which was a little brighter than the previous color, and had more vitality.

"Tsk, the blood essence is still good, and if I kill you, my blood evolution can also go to the next level. Spit out the blood-colored air mass that flew over, Meng Tian squinted his eyes and said with a satisfied face.

"Demon, I'll kill you. The man who remained sober in the "poof" team saw the middle-aged man squinting his eyes and taking the opportunity to pick up a weapon to sneak attack, and without thinking about rushing up, a red air mass rushed into his body. The few people who followed closely around were also rushed into their bodies by the red air mass one after another, and they still looked like Meng Tian, squinting and enjoying it, but their index fingers moved a few times.

"No, patriarch, don't kill me, I'm your henchman, I've worked hard for the Meng family for decades, you can't kill me, you can't kill me. Seeing Meng Tian raise his hand, several people died instantly, and a man in the team with a wrinkled face, obviously old, knelt on the ground and kowtowed and cried while praying eagerly.

"Peng", "Peng", "Peng" accompanied by the sound of kowtowing and pleading, flesh and blood flying, the middle man kneeling on the ground with his hair covered, his face was not stained with much blood, but his hair and clothes were covered with blood-red meat scraps. The teenagers who fell to the ground around were all frightened, stopped crying, their mouths were the size of bowls, and their frightened eyes were wide open.

"Henchman, if you are so loyal, then you should die even more, increase your strength for me, you don't want to. Evil looked at the person kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, the middle-aged man smiled calmly, raised his index finger lightly, and a blood ball flew into his body without waiting for the man to react.

"Peng" Immediately after, the man's body was ruptured and exploded, the middle-aged man was less than ten steps away, but his body was clean and clean, and the flying flesh and blood were like eyes, and they all avoided it. "Woo" "Woo" The boy on the limp ground around him, everything that happened was in his eyes. I was even more frightened, I was so scared that I cried bitterly, I shook my legs and feet vigorously, and there was a pile of dust on the ground, but the distance I moved was pitiful.

"It's the nest bag that has lost the face of our pre-Qin relics," looking at the actions of the young man on the ground, Meng Tian took a few steps forward and said in disgust, his closed five fingers were stretched, and a series of blood clumps flew out, and a dozen blood clumps behind him seeped into his body along the clothes, and he enjoyed a refreshing squint.

The west wind is dry and cold, wailing everywhere, the sorrow of broken intestines, and the blood-stained land outline the gray-brown tragedy, standing in it freely, smiling unscrupulously, discordant people, discordant realms, highlighting personality in rampant, and pursuing in madness.

With a move of raising his hand, a series of blood clusters and beads entered the body, the blood flame aura spread, and the red light poured into Mengtian's face, and the skin instantly faded a layer, becoming as bright as a mirror, fine lines, dense stitches, and the flesh color was elegant, not a close view, not the slightest can be seen at all, the release of energy became a force of its own, red lightning flowed, and the dragon jumped.

"Big brother" Suddenly a rough male voice came from in the distance, Meng Wu carried a spear, rushed over, looked at the flesh scattered under his feet, bloody eyes, teeth, heart, liver and lungs, stomach, and his face turned pale.

"You kill them, you kill them. Staring at the earth full of flesh and blood, Meng Wuran asked indiscriminately, without the slightest brilliance in his eyes, and asked decadently holding a spear.

"It's just ants, there's nothing to be sorry for, as long as we leave the remnants and rule the outside world, some are people. Meng Tian opened his eyes, patted Meng Wu's shoulder and said indifferently

"Ahh

"Why, why," asked Meng Tian, shaking his spear indiscriminately, his eyes red

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