The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 138: Suicide (2)
Yin Xuege shook his head, his arms trembled, and he separated from the disciples of the Lvzong who were wrapping him and rushing forward.
Thousands of Rhythm Sect disciples rushed towards the palace like a flood, while Yin Xuege was a fish swimming against the current, parting the wave and retreating to the side. Beside him were mad men and women roaring with anger, and his ears were filled with crazy and noisy voices.
Eighteen huge metal puppets rushed to the line of these Vinaya disciples, their huge limbs waved, and their thick legs stomped violently. These puppets did not display any magical powers, they just simply waved their limbs and slapped them around.
As soon as they waved their hands, hundreds of Luzong disciples scattered around with broken limbs. As soon as they stomped, dozens of Vinaya sect disciples were crushed to pieces by their terrifying bodies weighing hundreds of dragons.
These puppets are like a heavy steamroller ruthlessly crushing a large basket of eggs. Wherever they pass, flesh and blood are turned into mud and blood is sprayed.
Wei Wuya, who was rushing to the forefront, let out a roar. He held a long dagger, and launched a desperate attack on a puppet in extreme anger.
The cyan Chang Ge flashed a strange **** light, Wei Wuya hissed loudly, Chang Ge brought a cyan torrent that was hundreds of feet long, and stabbed fiercely on the chest of a metal puppet. With a loud bang, the Chang Ge shattered, Wei Wuya howled miserably, and a mouthful of blood rushed dozens of feet away like a fountain.
"Sure enough, the blood is like a dragon, and he is a strong man at the peak of Qi refining."
Bai Yuzi poked his head out of Yin Xuege's sleeve, looking at Wei Wuya sarcastically.
Yin Xuege didn't say a word. But his gaze towards Wei Wuya was also full of admiration. A mouthful of blood can be sprayed tens of feet away, just like Bai Yuzi's evaluation, this is really like a dragon, and it really is the style of a master.
Waving his arms, hundreds of Lvzong disciples who were close to him were unsteady, and they were pushed to the ground by him. In the trees near the hall, it is time to leave this chaotic hall.
There was a high-pitched and powerful roar like a dragon's chant in the void.
"Linghu Cangcang. You are such a brave dog. How dare you go against the sky?"
Dozens of phantoms with spirits flickered behind them, and they were clearly inhuman strong men who had condensed their spirits and flew in through the air. But pretending to be reserved, he looked at the white-haired old man standing at the entrance of the hall.
"Am I going against the sky?"
The white-haired old man Linghu Cangcang was hoarse. Howls incomparably sad.
"You are trying to destroy the foundation of my most holy method. You are the real offenders!"
"A mere Lanshuixin gives you such confidence? Let you have the courage to rebel?"
The group of non-human powerhouses standing in the void glanced at each other, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces. But soon they laughed triumphantly again. All of them laughed so furiously that their eyes narrowed into a line.
"Xin Zu is right, you are such a law-abiding waste, you should have been eliminated a long time ago."
"We are the demon disciples of Fengtian Demon Sect. Laws? Precepts? These things are used to restrain those ordinary people and those evildoers. We are masters, we are the real masters of this world, we Don't care about these things at all."
Amidst the wild laughter, an old man with a ghostly figure of ninety-one feet behind him, shaped like a giant bear, holding an iceberg and a ball of magma in his hands, let out a long cry, and pointed to the ground with his hand. temperature rises linearly.
Those metal puppets who killed the Law Sect disciples and ran away with their heads in their arms, beat them into an army, and caused thousands of Law Sect disciples to die and suffer heavy casualties. .
The originally majestic and extremely lethal metal puppets became soft like mud, and then collapsed on the ground. No matter how they struggled, their bodies melted rapidly, and soon turned into a puddle The fiery metal juice slowly seeped into the ground.
"Kill it, Linghu family, it's been too long. Enough!"
Dozens of inhuman strong men who had condensed their souls fell from the sky at the same time. They turned into meteors and attacked Linghu Cangcang with their magical powers.
Linghu Cangcang let out a long sigh, two bright lights of fire shot out from his eyes, and the green blade in his hand brought up a continuous blue sword light, covering all the enemies who attacked him.
The ground trembled, and Yin Xuege quickly used the escape method to escape at the fastest speed.
He escaped dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye. Behind him was terrifying strong light and high temperature roaring. The hurricane turned into a black sandstorm visible to the naked eye and blew across the ground. Collapsed, and the thousand-foot-high mountain was uprooted like a straw.
A large number of palaces and pavilions were shattered in the hurricane, and the bodies of countless Vinaya disciples in this area collapsed at the same time.
The ground is shaking, disintegrating, and sinking.
The tree where Yin Xuege was hiding was also destroyed, his body was expelled from the trunk, and flew forward with the strong wind. The strong wind blew on him, causing severe pain in his internal organs, and he spat out blood continuously.
He kept bumping into mountain peaks along the way, and after shaking violently, these peaks continued to break from the foot of the mountain, and then the whole mountain was swept up by the hurricane and lifted into the sky. Just like Yinxuege, she was blown far away.
When Yin Xuege finally stopped, he had already been blown more than a thousand miles away.
Behind him, the earth was scorched for thousands of miles, and the land was burning. A large black cloud covered the sky, and countless large and small burning stones fell from the cloud. Occasionally, some of the toughest pieces of the body of the disciples of the Law Sect with a strong cultivation base fell down without being burned by the fire, ground to pieces by the hurricane, or crushed into ashes by the mountains.
Just in front of Yin Xuege, dozens of skulls exuding a faint luster fell down spraying flames.
These skulls 'dangdang' bounced on the ground a few times, and then lay crookedly on the ground.
Yin Xuege took a deep breath. Wordlessly shook his head.
No wonder Lu Zong closed the mountain gate, but no one from the sect showed up. Even if those real demons and evildoers made a mess at the door of their house, these Lu Zong disciples still stayed behind closed doors. They are all rebelling against each other in their nests, and they are all busy cleaning out dissidents.
With such a huge sect in chaos, I really don't know what kind of chaos it will turn into.
In the blow just now, at least a million ordinary Luzong disciples were killed in the Yuchi disaster.
Although Luzong is huge, how many millions of disciples can they have? They played like this, like a giant stabbing himself with a knife. Sooner or later, he will play himself to death.
"This is suicidal. No one else to blame."
Yin Xuege smiled gloatingly. He quickened his pace and walked towards the entrance of the Daoyan Heavenly Palace that the Nine Spirits Lord had said.
Along the way, he saw the intrigue among countless disciples of the Law School, and the killing of each other by countless disciples of the Law School. The true disciples beat and killed each other. The inner disciples fought wildly. The handyman disciples became a group.
Revenge with a vendetta. Create new hatred without hatred.
If there is resentment to complain, if there is no resentment, kill his whole family to create resentment!
Yin Xuege felt that the entire Rhythm School had gone crazy. They are all crazy, and they are completely caught in a hysterical endless loop of destroying others and self-destruction.
Countless years of following the rules, countless years of rigidity, and countless years of psychological distortion caused by harsh laws finally broke out on this day. Lan Shuixin broke a small hole in the legal system created by the sage, and countless disciples of the most holy method and Vinaya sect turned him into a raging embankment.
In the Luzong mountain gate of the madman, the old are killed, the young are killed, the women are abused, and the children are tortured and killed, as long as someone in your family stands on the opposite side of Lan Shuixin, or you and Lan Shuixin If there is even the slightest entanglement with the people on the opposite side, that is the end of the whole family being beheaded.
The offshoots and offshoots of various families, who had been suppressed for countless years, rose up one after another, following Lan Shuixin's orders, and repaying their main offshoots with killing and blood. They crazily beheaded their own clansmen in exchange for the chance for themselves and their relatives to be superior.
Family cannibalism, blood kinship, here, blood and blood family has become a joke.
There is no mercy, no sympathy, only the most naked and primitive royal king, only the purest cruelty and blood. For power and wealth, for beauty and status, everyone tore off the protective film blessed by the law, allowing them to completely expose the darkest, most repressed and most distorted side of their hearts.
Walking along the way, all kinds of unspeakable things happened one after another, Yin Xuege could only shake her head and sigh, and had no other words.
Through half a month of rampage inside the Luzong mountain gate, countless Luzong disciples saw Yin Xuege along the way, but none of the Luzong disciples who fell into madness questioned Yin Xuege's identity.
That's why people didn't take him seriously, they just regarded him as an ordinary handyman disciple.
So he successfully came to the depths of the Law School, and came to a valley surrounded by twelve towers~IndoMTL.com~ This valley is more than a thousand miles in diameter, and there are several halls surrounded by flames standing in the center of the valley. This place belongs to the Duobao Pavilion of Luzong, a refining hall dedicated to refining high-grade magic weapons. Because of the extremely important relationship of this Artifact Refining Hall, it is surrounded by high towers where twelve high-level elders live. Every moment, there are ripples of spiritual consciousness clearly visible to the naked eye sweeping across the void.
Countless ripples of spiritual consciousness interweave into a large net in the air, covering the entire bottom of the valley.
What makes Yin Xuege even more headache is that, apart from the ripples of consciousness released by the high-level elders living in these towers, there are countless soldiers patrolling in all directions, and there are more than a dozen golden magic destroyers floating in the air. In the sky, his indifferent eyes stared down.
Obviously, due to the recent turmoil within the Law School, the elders here are also fully prepared.
But if Yin Xuege wants to get in easily, it's not easy. (to be continued...)
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