The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1525: : Massacre of mortals

The black-faced old man looked around the entire island and saw many ordinary people who hadn't been cultivated. His brows were slightly frowned. "Hunting" ΔΩ" Net "

But then, the black-faced old man ignored these people and opened a vertical eye on his forehead, which was also the third eye.

As soon as the eyes of the sky opened, the entire island was invisible in his eyes, and everything was clearly seen.

However, the black-faced old man could not see Fang Lin, or even feel Fang Lin's breath, as if Fang Lin was not on this island at all.

"This child is definitely on this island, I am afraid that some special method was used to hide him, so that I can't find it." The black-faced old man said secretly in his heart.

The power of the eyes of the sky is working again, reaching the limit of the black-faced old man, wanting to find clues about Fang Lin on this island.

But after watching it for a long time, the old man's eyes are sour, and he didn't get anything.

"What a cunning kid!" The black-faced old man looked a little ugly. If Fang Lin wanted to hide on such a big island, it would be quite difficult for Fang Lin to find it.

Can't overturn this island completely, right?

Although Fang Lin landed on this island, he entered the Supreme Temple for the first time, so even if the old man overturned the entire island, it was impossible to find Fang Lin.

This is an island where only ordinary people live. There are no martial artists from the Taoist school, and there is no cultivator's breath on the entire island.

The mortal people on the island don’t know what kind of disaster the island is facing at this moment. Even if the power of the black-faced old man’s eyes descends on the entire island, they can’t feel it at all, and they still work as before. life.

For these mortals, those who fly around in the sky are like gods, and they are completely beyond their reach. Therefore, they don’t think such gods will appear in their world. Among.

In Daomen, where many mortals live, Daomen people will appear every once in a while. They will select qualified young people to take away, join the various forces of Daomen, and embark on the road of cultivation.

Ordinary people regard this as a supreme opportunity to embark on the road of cultivation and become those gods who come and go. How lucky is this?

Especially in the sensitive period of the explosion of the two places, Daomen will select mortals more frequently in order to supplement manpower.

But there are very few who can be selected to enter the door.

Among mortals, most of them are mediocre people, and those with outstanding qualifications are far too rare.

And those teenagers with truly outstanding aptitudes have long been picked away by the Dao Sect forces. The second and third-rate Dao Sect forces can only retreat and choose some teenagers with more ordinary aptitudes to take away.

But these mortals don’t understand at all. Once they embark on the road of cultivation, their lives are no longer in their own hands. All kinds of killings, fights, calculations, if they don’t have enough care and strength, they will basically die miserably. .

Rather than embarking on the road of cultivation, walking on the road of Shura full of blood and struggle, it is better to be a mortal. Although there is no strength and no long life span, the victory lies in stability.

Mortals admire Taoist people like gods, and many Taoist people want to be a mortal, and are unwilling to get involved in the battle of the three religions, or even the meat grinders like the battle between the two places.

"There is no one of my Dao Sect on this island, and no other Dao Sect forces are stationed. Then even if I do too much, no one will say anything." The black-faced old man stood in the air and stopped for a long time, and said in his heart. .

In order to find Fang Lin, the black-faced old man plans to sacrifice the mortals on this island.

At the moment, I saw the black-faced old man wave his hand, and flew out a long sword from the Jiu Gong bag on his waist, flying towards the surroundings of the island.

In a short while, a sword formation was completed. A sword formation consisting of a total of 108 long swords surrounded the entire island in the sword formation.

The old man's hand pinched the seal, and the sword formation was immediately urged by the old man.

Om!

For a while, the sword array light shattered, and the entire island was under the shroud of sword light. Some beasts on the island began to restlessly. They have the instinct of beasts and can feel the crisis coming.

The mortals who have lived on this island for generations are unaware of this, and they don't even see any sword light.

The black-faced old man looked indifferent. For him, killing Fang Lin was the most important thing. As for the lives of tens of thousands of people on this island, it was nothing.

For an immortal like him, killing tens of thousands of mortals is not a big deal at all. Even if it is known by other Daoist forces, it is at best being cursed to kill innocent people.

May I ask how many people in this door have never killed innocent people indiscriminately? In the land of the Nine Kingdoms, there are countless people killed by Daomen.

There are tens of thousands of mortals. The black-faced old man has no psychological burden at all when he is killed. Even if someone accuses himself afterwards, what can he do? As a person of Chongyun View, how can I ask who can take him?

At this moment, Fang Lin, who is in the Supreme Temple, has no idea what happened to the outside world. He entered into the Supreme Temple, he was concentrating on healing his injuries, and wanted to recover as soon as possible and rush to the Seven Star Tower. .

Boom! ! !

The sword formation started to move, and the entire island was violently shaken, and the beasts roared and roared, completely plunged into confusion.

And even those mortal people on the island realized something was wrong at this moment even if they realized it later.

"What gave birth?"

"Earthquake? We never have an earthquake here!"

"Mother, I'm so scared!"

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Suddenly, the mortals on the island were in a mess, shouting, praying, and crying intertwined.

The black-faced old man stood in the air~IndoMTL.com~ looking down at the entire island, turning a blind eye to the mortal people on the island, just staring at every move on the island, trying to find Fang Lin.

While the sword aura whistled, sword shadows filled the island.

Puff puff puff! ! !

I don’t know how many people died tragically under the shadow of the sword. These unreliable and defenseless mortals, under such a sword formation, there is absolutely no way to survive, and many people are even taken by the shadow of the sword. Kill, I don't know how I died.

Meat, blood, and death are shrouded in this originally peaceful island. All the creatures on the island, whether they are humans or beasts, have not escaped this disaster, and all died in the sword formation.

"Huh? There is no more alive on the island, but Fang Lin hasn't appeared yet? Why is that? The black-faced old man looked puzzled. All the living on the island were killed, but Fang Lin still didn't appear. Speaking of the sword formation, as long as Fang Lin hides on the island, he will definitely be affected.

ps: Second, there is something to be dealt with in the morning, and now I’m home, continue to update