Huang Xiaoyun was lying on the ground, vomiting blood. On the ground beside her, two Yuanyang knives had been broken into two pieces.
"You are very courageous. You dare to come here to save people. Seeing that you are not old, you can still let me perform the ritual of refining the blood evil."
A middle-aged man with a sallow face and extremely ugly appearance was standing in front of Huang Xiaoyun, looking at her with a sinister smile.
Behind Huang Xiaoyun, there were seven or eight children under the age of ten hiding. They were all captured here by the casual cultivators of the Bamboo Forest Society and imprisoned in the inner hall to be used by the casual cultivators of the Bamboo Forest Society to practice evil arts.
Huang Xiaoyun finally found the place where her younger brothers and sisters were being held. She was opening the iron cage and preparing to leave with the children, but she didn't expect that there was still a casual cultivator from the Bamboo Forest Association who had not left.
Under the strong strength of the opponent, Huang Xiaoyun had no chance to escape. In one move, she was beaten to the point where she vomited blood and fell to the ground.
The children hiding behind her were trembling, but no one dared to cry.
Because those crying children had been refined with blood by the demon in front of them, and the corpses of more than ten children were lying beside a pool of blood not far away.
In addition to the orphans captured from the temple, the Bamboo Forest Society also captured many children from surrounding villages to practice the blood evil technique.
Huang Xiaoyun was extremely desperate. She looked at the powerful sallow-faced man in front of her and gritted her teeth and cursed: "You will die badly!"
"Hahaha, I'm about to die, so my mouth is quite stiff. It just so happens that there's still almost one person's blood in the blood pool today, so I'll fill it up with your blood!"
The sallow-faced man laughed, holding a bone ax in his hand and slowly walked towards Huang Xiaoyun.
Just as he raised the bone axe, he was about to chop it down at Huang Xiaoyun's neck.
Suddenly, there was a violent shaking sound. The sallow-faced man's hand stopped in mid-air and said in shock: "Is there an earthquake?"
Huang Xiaoyun escaped and hurriedly dragged her body back.
However, the sallow-faced man ignored her because Huang Xiaoyun, who was seriously injured, had trouble even escaping from the palace and could not escape from his grasp.
The sallow-faced man walked towards the door of the inner hall, ready to see what was going on outside.
In front of the ruins of the front hall, two casual cultivators from the Bamboo Forest Society were thrown to the ground by Chen Yang's demon servant.
The casual cultivators captured by the Bull Demon King were already dying. The only ones who could still move were the casual cultivators captured by the Great General King.
It was precisely because Chen Yang used his spiritual consciousness to control the two demon servants to catch the two escaped people that he was wrapped around the Taoist priest's black whisk. Otherwise, the speed of the black whisk would not have been able to catch up with him.
The casual cultivator who was still conscious saw the collapsed hall and a puddle of meat on the Taoist robe not far away. He was frightened on the spot. A water stain on his pants suddenly spread, and bursts of odor emitted in the air.
Stink.
"Tell me, where is the child you captured?"
Chen Yang slowly came to this person, put his foot on his chest and asked.
"He, they are all in the inner hall, don't, don't kill me..."
Before the casual cultivator could speak, Chen Yang stabbed his chest with a sword and sent him home to the west.
Another casual cultivator from the Bamboo Forest Society also woke up at this time, screamed in shock, and begged for mercy.
"Brother, please spare my life. They are the ones who kill innocent people indiscriminately. I haven't left Bizhu Mountain for half a year. I don't know anything and I haven't done anything!"
He thought that his companion had offended someone outside, which was why Chen Yang, the God of Killing, began to plead with him.
Chen Yang ignored him at all, and the bone sword slashed across his neck, taking away his soul.
Although there is a whole vein of soul power in the black soul stone, since Chen Yang knew how powerful the soul magic weapon was, he felt that no matter how much soul power he had, he would eventually use it up, so he could only rely on a little bit of it on weekdays.