Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1350: Escape
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After slaying tens of thousands of members of the Asura tribe, Yang Chen was also surprised to find that there were still two hundred and one missing from the Asura tribe? This made Yang Chen, who had always pursued perfection in his work, also felt a little regret in his heart, but for this group of Shura people, Yang Chen felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.
The righteousness of this kind of race cannot be achieved by many families or forces.
Regardless of the old Gusen, or the ancient sea in the Qingfeng Empire two days ago, no matter what festival these people have with themselves. For this group of Shura people, Yang Chen has great respect in his heart. This kind of **** person will be respected by the strong no matter where he is.
"Although you and I have no grievances or grudges, no matter what, I, Yang Chen, have written down what you did today. Perhaps, after many years, I will not forget what happened today." Yang Chen's eyelids sink slightly and mutter to himself. After saying this, he just raised his right hand, and only heard a "poof", a wisp of golden flames directly rose from Yang Chen's palm, and the scorching high temperature spread from the flames layer by layer. And out, the surrounding air was burnt and deformed.
Yang Chen directly raised his hand and waved it gently.
The golden flame in his hand also flew out directly, and the flame fell on the surrounding piles of corpses, and immediately only a sound of "wow" was heard. From the moment the flame touched the corpse, a huge flame instantly rose up, and the golden fire directly swallowed all the corpses.
However, when these golden flames burned the corpse, there was no unpleasant smell, and there was even a faint fragrance in the air. The body of the Shura tribe was quickly burned clean under the golden fire. Not to mention the wreckage, not even a small amount of meat residue left, everything was wiped out completely.
But the magic is.
These flames only burned down the corpse. Nothing else in the Shura tribe was affected, including the vegetation and stones on the ground. They were not burned in the slightest.
Only the pile of corpses disappeared all at once.
After doing all this, Yang Chen directly raised his hand, and gently attacked a big rock not far away. And with this beckoning, the stone not far away immediately took off slowly, as if under some control, slowly flying towards Yang Chen.
As soon as the big rock flew in front of Yang Chen, Yang Chen directly drew out the Dragon Sword behind him, and quickly chopped it against the rock.
Quick chick!
The sharp and piercing sound of swords resounded instantly.
The huge and hard stone was as soft as a block of tofu immediately after touching Yang Chen's sword light. Jianmang easily cut the boulder without any hindrance, and was soon cut into a square rectangle.
After the boulder was cut and flattened, Yang Chen didn't stay there much. He directly raised his hand and quickly wrote something on the stone.
It can be seen that Yang Chen's fingertips are wrapped with red spiritual power, and the moment he pressed it on the stone, a burst of blue smoke appeared. Yang Chen pressed his fingers firmly on the stone and wrote quickly, and soon, a few big red characters appeared on the rectangular stone tablet.
"Sura Clan Cemetery"!
Yang Chen directly lifted this stone tablet and inserted it forcefully in front of the ancestral hall of the Shura clan.
It's like a monument that never collapses, it's holy.
But.
The people of the Shura tribe probably never dreamed that the person who erected the monument for them would actually be the murderer who killed them?
If it is spread out, I am afraid it will make people feel very ironic, right?
However, Yang Chen didn't think so much. After finishing all this, he just put away the Dragon Sword, then raised his foot and walked in a direction not far away. He slowly closed his eyes, silently feeling the two hundred and one auras left in the entire Asura Clan Holy Land.
Soon, Yang Chen felt the presence of this breath, and then slowly opened his eyes.
"Are there?" Yang Chen murmured, and there was also joy in his eyes.
Although this group of people has been away for quite a long time, as long as they have appeared in the sacred ground of the Shura clan, they will definitely leave some breath. Although under the cover of the **** smell, this breath is difficult for ordinary people to notice, but for Yang Chen, who has already reached the peak of the emperor realm, it is undoubtedly as clear as white and black.
As long as you find the source of this breath and want to find the 201 people who disappeared, it is very simple.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen didn't stop much, his figure turned into a meteor and rose into the sky, disappearing into the distance.
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At the same time.
In a corner of the Shura clan.
A group of densely packed figures are walking slowly, these people are not very old, they all seem to be only seven or eight years old. Their petite bodies supported each other, and they moved forward with difficulty. Several children even cried softly in the crowd, their big eyes flashing with a deep color of panic.
Needless to say, these children are the ones who sneaked out of the ancestral hall.
And in front of them is the Furukawa who is responsible for protecting them.
"Hurry up, go faster!" Seemingly hearing the crying behind him, Furukawa frowned, and said impatiently, "You all move faster. If you don't want to die, give it to me Use all the energy of breastfeeding! If anyone drags everyone back, I won't let him go!"
Furukawa's harsh words shocked the children, and some of the younger children cried harder.
"I don't want to go, I want to go back to find my mother! I don't want to go with you, let me go back, I want to go home!" A four or five year old child ran out crying, with a nose still on his face And tears, crying and crying.
However, looking at the crying child, Furukawa's expression did not change much, not even a trace of pity.
"Your mother?" Furukawa sneered, "Your mother is dead! Now you are an orphan, no one will protect you! If you don't want to die, just be quiet! Give you milk I used all my energy and ran forward lifelessly! In this way, you might still be able to survive!"
"However, if you continue to cry and draw the enemy, believe it or not, I will kill you now!" Furukawa said, directly raising the knife in his hand, threatening in a dark tone.
Where have children seen such battles? Scared by Furukawa, he immediately cried out. Apart from anything else, the little guy just turned around and ran in the direction of the Asura clan's ancestral hall.
"You are looking for death!"
Seeing this scene, Furukawa's expression instantly darkened.
If this little thing runs around, it is bound to cause a lot of noise, and he is still crying, this cry will bring Yang Chen over sooner or later.
At that time, not only this kid, I am afraid that their entire team will suffer!
Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed across Furukawa's face. He kept doing nothing, and directly raised the big knife in his hand and swung it towards the child in front of him.
Puff!
When the knife went down, the child screamed and fell directly into a pool of blood.