The drenching drizzle fell freely on the thundering sky.
On a certain mountaintop, a young man wearing a gold-rimmed red robe raised his head, closed his eyes, and faced the rain
Behind him, there are several monsters with human faces and scorpion bodies, standing silently in the rain, and outside the mountains in the distance, there is a small and medium-sized village, and the smoke from the kitchen is bathed in the drizzle. .
"kill!"
There was an indescribable coldness in the faint voice, but there was also a calming mood.
It seems that when this person says that word, it is just because it is just a word that is not afraid of any symbolic meaning.
The human-faced scorpion behind him started to move.
The rustling sound makes people¡¯s scalp numb.
Because there were not just a few of them, but a group of them, a densely packed, yet orderly, speeding drive down the mountain, heading straight for the village that was still quiet in the rain.
On the other hand, the young man in red robe himself had opened his slightly closed eyes at this time, revealing a pair of extremely strange green demonic pupils.
His face was calm, neither happy nor sad, and his heart was surprisingly peaceful.
I thought it shouldn¡¯t be like this, but that was just his own opinion.
This moment is a farewell, right? With the former self, the identity of the human race, the moment the word is spoken, they all become memories in the past, only memories.
Screams and howls began to come from far and near. Human life is like an ant. God has no mercy and he has no mercy. In this gradually increasing rain curtain, everything that was fragrant and damaged turned into the earth's A part of it will soon become its nutrients and support all living things.
One village passed by, then another, and then another. The lives being slaughtered were also purifying the world.
??At least in the eyes of human-faced scorpions, this is the case. In their understanding, the word human is the destroyer of nature.
Even though the human race has many rules, it is just a moral article written by themselves. They are all executioners of heinous crimes in the world and all living beings.
Because they only plunder!
As a leader of the demon clan, Song Yuzai tried his best to understand the understanding that a demon clan should have towards "human beings".
To be honest, it feels ambiguous.
There is no contradiction, no sympathy, no sympathy, and some vagueness in self-understanding.
Just a participant, and sometimes a bystander who jumps out and stares at it all.
The killing continues, and in the Brahma Holy Land, the demon tribes have already divided up to carry out their tasks, because those are the tasks assigned to them by Yin Hongxue.
Song Yu¡¯s ultimate goal here is the Tianwu Sect that controls the nearby villages and towns!
Things are progressing very smoothly. Although there is some resistance along the way, in the eyes of the toad, it is just the occasional ripples under the feet when walking on the waves.
They are like a swarm of locusts. Wherever they pass, there is only desolate death.
It wasn¡¯t until they approached a town that Song Yu and his men stopped.
"Compared to those undefended villages, the small town in front of them had high walls and patrol posts. As soon as they appeared, they were immediately discovered by the patrolling monks from outside.
There are approximately three hundred monsters here in Toad, mostly human-faced scorpions and volcano turtles. Although they may not be as numerous as the people in the town, their individual cultivation levels are higher than those in the city.
Song Yu stood under this large-scale town, looking at the protective formation that suddenly lit up and the monks flying up to the city. Don't tell me, the Tianwu Sect didn't care about the foundation of its sect's existence. Quite heavy.
But he doesn¡¯t care, or in other words, neither the human lives in this city nor the demons under his hands are within the scope of his concern.
"Attack!"
It¡¯s still a word, but it¡¯s an order that cannot be disobeyed!
Facing such a large formation, the monsters have their own methods.
The old turtle, who was the largest in the row and had a strong demonic aura around him, climbed to the front row unsteadily.
That body shape is like a pile of hills. When it opens its big mouth, the flames spurt out, and several fire pillars hit the blue light shield from bottom to top.
It¡¯s completely a kind of pure consumption, it depends on who can¡¯t withstand it first.
But if this is the case, then the protective formation in this town is undoubtedlyA turtle shell can only defend itself against being beaten, no one would design it like this.
So when there were ripples on the blue light array, more turtles stood out from the monster formation below the city.
Strange shining runes actually appeared on the tortoise's back. As soon as the spiritual pressure was released, a flame barrier formed in front of Song Yu.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? All the thunder and light waves that surged up in the town formation, were actually blocked without any trace of them being exposed.
Song Yu clasped his hands behind his back with a calm expression, looking at the people in the city from time to time. The atmosphere there seemed to be quite tense, but he didn't know if there would be reinforcements.
So he turned his head and glanced at the current leader of the Volcano Turtles. When the latter saw his cold eyes, he understood and quickly urged the tribe to work together. The scene was filled with flames soaring into the sky!
The monks in the town were desperate. When they saw that their own formation was shaking precariously, they knew that this formation could not withstand it for long.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Just when the great formation collapsed completely, the human-faced scorpion behind Song Yu had turned into black demonic winds and swept towards the city.
A new massacre begins here!
As for Song Yu himself, he is eyeing the only human being who practices virtual reality here.
With a smile, the moment when the body was moved, there was also bone nails all over the body, and when the green flame was regenerated, it was also like a ghost -like ghost and ghost, scary.
Its fighting style is even different from the cautious and cautious approach in the past. Instead, it is in a wide-open and daring way, with unafraid energy, just like a heavy armored tank with bones and bones, attacking fiercely, and only a few In just one round, he had already overwhelmed the opponent in terms of momentum.
On the other hand, this human old man was really a little desperate. The flying sword in his hand could not hurt the opponent's body at all. I really don't know what kind of material the bone armor was made of. It must have reached the highest level. It¡¯s layered.
Look at yourself again
The old man felt sad in his heart, but his despair inspired him to fight hard even though he was trapped in a corner.
No longer hesitant to defend to the death, but like a toad, start to fight blindly.
With just one encounter, the man's chest, legs and feet were rolled over by the toad's sharp bone spurs.
After another strong charge, the voice of Rakshasa sounded, and the cold wind rolled up. The old man of the human race suddenly felt as if he was in a dream, forgetting the pain and the responsibility of defending the city, all in the warm and soft words, Everything is in vain
As for reality, there was only a ghost girl with a pale face and a red dress, licking the blood essence seeping out of the man's seven orifices. It didn't take long before she fell and withered like a dead leaf that had lost its life
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