Du Xuanjin immediately let out a long and joyful cry. In his dantian, he vaguely felt all the hate and separation and couldn't help but make a sound of agreement. The swords came to Changsheng at about the same time, and the relationship between them was
The feelings are also very deep, and there is no desire to compete for the master like other spiritual weapons.
The ghost dolls that were killed by a sword gradually turned into dust, while the remaining ones gathered together and made chirping sounds.
Changsheng didn't have the patience to wait for the result of their discussion. Her patience disappeared after seeing this world in a mess. She could even hear the miserable whine of this small world. It didn't want to disappear just like that, it didn't want its own
The lives of the people were slaughtered in this way, but it could not make a sound and could only cry silently.
And all of this is caused by these ghost dolls in front of you!
Those ghost dolls were actually very panicked because they found that the human being in front of them could not be dragged into the illusion they created. Their greatest ability was to create panic, but what if the enemy simply didn't want to do this? They never thought about it
This question, but at this moment, an inappropriate flash of panic flashed through their hearts.
Doesn’t this human being know what fear is? Why can’t he be dragged in?
Seeing that the human had gone crazy and the corpses of his companions were everywhere, the ghost dolls finally couldn't control themselves, and they made a sharp cry!
"Kill her, kill her! Kill her quickly!"
"This person is our biggest stumbling block! Kill her!"
"Well……"
"ah!"
Those who screamed were all killed by Chang Sheng's sword. Those ghost dolls could only control the fear of prey, and were not the masters of fear. At this moment, the familiar fear kept flapping in their hearts, and then
It infects all the people around it.
"Why aren't you afraid? Why aren't you afraid? We killed many, many humans, humans just like you. I can still hear their wailing. Can't you feel it? Look at the bloody ground. Look at the bloody ground.
Look at those stinking corpses—"
"Look quickly -"
"..."
The ghost dolls who were being chased and running around almost collapsed, not only because of the female cultivator in front of them who had almost no chance to take advantage of them, but also because of the monks around them who were accidentally immersed in fear.
One after another they opened their eyes.
The monks headed by Zhuang Yuwei were harvesting the lives of these ghost dolls unscrupulously, as if their threat did not exist at all. The ghost dolls, which were completely ignored, almost collapsed, but there was nothing they could do. At this time, they could only
As much as possible, he guided Changsheng and the others to see the piles of corpses piled together by the living beings.
However, these ghost dolls may not know that what these mountains of corpses bring to Changsheng and others is not fear at all, but boundless anger!
Why? Why should the land they rely on for survival be wantonly destroyed by these outsiders? Is it because this is not their world? How can there be such a reason in the world? Even demonic monks will not treat their own children in this way.
The world. Because everyone understands the truth that if the world is destroyed, they will have no place to stand! Who would want to be a lonely wanderer without a hometown?
But these outsiders don't care about everyone's life and death. In their eyes, the Shengyuan World is just an object that can be plundered at will! But they don't want to! They don't want to look at this land that was once full of vitality.
The land has become barren!
But it just happened. Although they tried their best to stop it, there are still some parts of the world that were destroyed by these outsiders!
How could they not be angry?
"I think you've been mistaken a little bit all along."
Changsheng flew up, and every time he swung his sword, large swaths of ghost dolls would be chopped into several pieces. At this time, Changsheng, how could he not have the kindness that was praised before? However, it was this kind of Changsheng that made Zhuang Yu and Yanrong Mu
Ze and other monks all looked straight at it!
They wish Chang Sheng could be more ruthless and kill these bastards one by one!
"I will never be afraid because of your strength, I will only be angry. It would be too shallow if the strong power is only for wanton killing!"
Several Buddhist cultivators from Western Buddhist countries who came to support looked at the female cultivator who was killing people under the brutal sunshine. She was also the default disciple of Buddhism in their hearts. While their men slaughtered the ghost dolls with more force, they couldn't help but
Thinking distractedly.
This Taoist friend is really not angry, but when he is angry, he looks like the angry-eyed Bodhisattva enshrined in the Buddhist temple. There is endless anger in his compassion, and under the seemingly calm surface, there is boiling rage.
.The anger was bubbling at this moment, and when people noticed it for the first time, they already felt shuddering. If it really went deep, they would be frightened to death by the overwhelming anger.
The black-cloaked monk hiding high in the sky couldn't help but frown when he saw this. He didn't expect this so-called companion to be so useless. However, he didn't regard these as useful companions in the first place. He wanted to get along with him.
At the same level, these defective products are not qualified. However, as long as they can be placed in the right position, even defective products can come in handy!
He gave an instruction to the ghost dolls surrounding Changsheng, and those ghost dolls who were already being hunted and had no way to escape from heaven and earth immediately followed the instructions as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.
Just when Changsheng killed three ghost dolls with another sword, the scene in front of her suddenly shook. Changsheng's eyes trembled slightly because a group of bound people suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
There are monks and mortals among these people, both men and women, old and young. The only thing they have in common is that their hands are tightly bound, and their eyes are filled with fear. And those fears reached the extreme after seeing the immortal!
Most of them even screamed in extreme terror!
"Ahh——"
"It's her! It's her! How could it be her? Didn't she leave already? Didn't we escape already? Why do we still meet this person?!"
"No! Mother! Save me! I don't want to die!"
"Help-"
The continuous shouting caused Zhuang Yufei and others to fall into a brief confusion, but they quickly reacted and became extremely angry! These cunning outsiders not only killed so many people, but even framed Chang Sheng? How shameless!
"We won't believe it. Your efforts are just in vain!"
"Yes, do you think we are all fools? You must have made a mistake by letting others pretend to be immortals. We will not be so short-sighted!"
While Zhuang Yufeng and others were explaining to Chang Sheng, an eight or nine-year-old child accidentally looked into Chang Sheng's eyes and suddenly let out a heartbreaking scream.
"No! Don't kill me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die -"