The number of people who died underground and the severity of their deaths are probably far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Liu Mang's ten fingers popped out one after another, and ten rays of extremely rich yellow innate energy hit the red light film protecting the well mouth almost simultaneously.
boom!
The red light film completely shattered, revealing a dark wellhead.
Gu Li waved his sleeves, and a ray of white light suddenly shot into the well.
At the same time, a six-foot-long water mirror condensed in the air, clearly reflecting everything underground.
The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a male corpse with a frightened face.
He looked to be about thirty years old. He was covered in blood, his face was distorted, his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and his mouth was wide open. He had obviously suffered great pain before his death.
What is horrifying is that a large piece of this man's chest and abdomen, as well as the flesh on his thighs, have all disappeared, and even white bones can be seen.
These parts can be regarded as the most tender parts of the human body.
"Wang Qun! It's him!"
Many of the surrounding villagers recognized this man.
It was the person who had previously informed the outside world that there were monsters in Hongtu Village.
Under Wang Qun's body, there was a pile of white bones with small skeletons.
It can be seen that almost all of them are the bodies of children under ten years old.
The bones were piled up to an unknown height, black resentment boiled, and clearly audible childish cries kept coming.
"Don't eat me..."
"Sir, please let me go..."
"Mother, mother, where are you?"
"It hurts……"
"Didn't the village chief grandpa say there is delicious food? Ah!
"
"The village chief is a bad person, he is lying to us!"
Too many people died in the well.
Countless resentful souls accumulated together to form this strange scene, which can perfectly restore their voices before death.
Such a tragic scene made Liu Mang change his color.
He suddenly turned back and looked at the old village chief with an awe-inspiring look. Two bright red lights shot out from his eyes, which stayed in the air for a long time.
The old village chief was startled, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and fell to the ground.
"This old thief deserves to die!" Liu Chun was also furious, with veins even bulging on his dark face.
Even the good-tempered Gu Li and Wu Yunyu showed murderous intent in their eyes, and their spiritual energy was unstable, as if they were about to cast spells at any time.
"I...I did it for the good of the whole village!" the old village chief mustered up the courage to defend himself.
At this time.
After hearing the familiar voice of one of the children, tears burst into the eyes of the woman in red. She quickly stepped forward and screamed in a high-pitched voice: "San'er, my San'er!"
She didn't run a few steps before she fell to the ground. She kept beating the ground with hatred, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, wanting to bite people: "My third son, you died so miserably!"
Then, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the ugly-looking old village chief in another place, shouting in an almost growling voice: "It's you! It's all you old man!"
Use the life of a child in the village to please that unknown mountain god, and you will give me the life of my third son!"
She struggled to get up, turned her hands into claws, and staggered towards the old village chief.
'Whoosh!'
Behind the old village chief, a group of strong men holding simple knives and wearing leather armor suddenly came out.
One of them was about to raise his knife and chop at the woman in red.
'boom!'
Liu Mang lightly waved his fist, and the white air visible to the naked eye dispersed in all directions.
The group of people were knocked to the ground in an instant, and they were all lying on the ground screaming in agony.
"How dare you offend the mountain god!" the old village chief roared, "even if you are an immortal, you will die at the hands of the mountain god!"
"Noisy." Liu Mang stretched out his right hand, pinched the old village chief's neck and lifted him up.
The old village chief kept waving his arms and kicking his legs.
When his eyes turned a little white, he was discarded on the ground like trash.
"Cough cough cough cough!" The village chief lay on the ground and coughed repeatedly.
And his embarrassed appearance also emboldened some villagers who usually had long-standing grievances.
A group of men and women in plain clothes, armed with hoes, shovels, and kitchen knives, rushed out from various places in the village and gathered in front of the old village chief. Their faces were twisted and filled with hatred.
"Old man, my son has been missing for so long. I should have thought a long time ago whether he was deceived by you!"
"If you are old and immortal, please give my daughter her life!"
"You beast, you lied to me that my baby was going to Heshan to learn magic. My poor baby!"
Seeing so many people surrounding him, the village chief went all out and shouted: "You ungrateful fools don't even think about why no monsters have invaded our village!
Isn’t it because there is a mountain god who has been guarding us? Isn’t it because I help you contact the mountain god!”
"I've asked you to have more children, more children! As long as the village sacrifices a few boys and girls a year, the safety of our entire village can be guaranteed. Don't you think this deal will be settled?"
A thin, dark, middle-aged man said angrily: "It increases every year. There were four the year before last, six last year, and there are already ten before the end of this year! Where do you get so many babies for the Mountain God?"
Another old woman also sneered: "Why don't you offer your own baby to the mountain god?"
The crowd surrounded the old village chief and kept getting closer, raising their hoes and hammers angrily.
"No..." The old village chief finally realized that he was afraid, "Kill me, and you will die too. The mountain god is watching us!"
The words "The mountain god is watching" shocked the angry villagers.
There was fear in their eyes, and no one dared to attack the village chief again.
When the old village chief saw it, he said happily: "That's right. What's the use of these Taoist priests? After they're done, don't they just slap their butts and leave?"
Only the mountain god is always with us. If we offend the mountain god, who will help us fight against those monsters in the future? Have not many villages been massacred in these years? "
Only then did Liu Mang and others realize how heavy the name of the mountain god was in the hearts of the villagers.
If you want to defeat the fear in the hearts of the villagers, you must first deal with this mountain god.
"Where is the mountain god?" Liu Mang asked the old village chief.
"I don't know either." The old village chief shook his head, and then persuaded, "You hurry up and leave, you have angered the mountain god. Even gods like you can't get rid of it!"
Gu Li said: "Since this mountain god needs the so-called power of faith, we should be able to draw him out by simply burning his portraits placed in various houses."
"What a great idea!" Liu Chun's eyes lit up and he acted directly and walked into a villager's house.
Raising his hand, a fireball the size of a fist landed accurately on the portrait of a samurai man wearing black armor and a black mask hanging on the wall of the hall.
"Stop it!" The old village chief saw this and his eyes were about to burst.
But he, a mere mortal, could not stop the actions of Liu Chun and others.
After dozens of portraits of mountain gods were burned in succession, a slight movement finally appeared on the lush mountain next to the Red Earth Village.
A black whirlpool of demonic wind hundreds of feet high flew rapidly down from the top of the mountain.
Wherever he passed, houses collapsed one after another, thick trees were uprooted, and huge boulders under the mountain were rolled up to the sky. The sound was huge and spectacular.
In the evil wind, a majestic voice came: "Who is so bold and dares to destroy my faith!"
A giant standing tall on the sky suddenly emerged from the whirlpool of the demonic wind after the sound was heard.
But I saw him, two hundred feet tall, wearing black armor with a cold light, a black mask engraved with complex patterns on his head, and holding a black spear with red tassels.
Stepping on the turbulent whirlpool of demonic wind, a purple halo spreads out from the back of his head, like a god descending to earth, making people dare not look directly at him.
"Hahaha! Lord Mountain God is finally here!" The old village chief was almost crying with laughter and looked at the people around him fiercely.
His face was full of joy, as if he had seen the tragic fate of the people around him.
The villagers of Hongtu Village had just surrounded the village chief with indignation. At this time, many people were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground.
The few people standing were a little confused and kept mumbling to themselves: "Lord Mountain God, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it..."
"Who dares to destroy my faith?" The mountain god's voice sounded like thunder from the sky.
At this moment, a tall man with an ordinary appearance walked out and replied proudly: "It's your grandfather and me!"
then.
Under everyone's shocked eyes, he gently stretched out his right hand.
In an instant, a large white translucent hand that seemed real and imaginary appeared in front of him out of thin air.
This big hand is fifty or sixty feet long, and many solid red lines can be seen inside the big hand, just like the blood vessels of the big hand.
The big hand, with lightning speed, directly dispersed the swirling demonic wind at the foot of the mountain god, and then irresistibly pinched the mountain god's extremely thick waist.
"ah!"
Only an earth-shattering scream was heard.
The armored giant, who was originally a hundred feet tall, shrunk as quickly as ice and snow melted after encountering the dragon capturer.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a black beast only one foot long.
But when you see it, its head is as pointed as a cone, its eyes are as small as black beans, and its body is covered with black petal-shaped scales.
Its limbs are stubby and its tail is flat, like a pangolin enlarged many times.
It turns out that the mountain god who terrifies everyone in Hongtu Village is actually played by a pangolin monster.
The pangolin demon turtle huddled in the palm of the huge dragon-capturing hand, unable to move, or perhaps it did not dare to move.
It makes people feel that as long as Liu Mang is willing, he can crush it to death at any time, just like crushing an ant to death.
Such a huge contrast made all the villagers, including the village chief who had previously wondered whether he could survive in peace, and the two monks Liu Chun and Wu Yunyu, stunned.
As for Gu Li, a beautiful female cultivator, even though she had seen Liu Mang's power before, she still looked excited and her eyes were shining brightly.
Liu Mang looked at the pangolin demon expressionlessly, and thought: It is just a monster with half a foot on the fifth level and an unstable state. Even if he only uses the power of the fourth level, he can easily kill it.
"What else do you have to say?" Liu Mang asked.
He didn't want to talk too much about this monster, and he already had an absolute murderous intention in his heart.
Monsters, especially those that eat people, must not be allowed to stay.
"Human, you are very strong, but you have to know that there are many people in this world who are stronger than you." The pangolin demon said, "Even those so-called immortal sects can only surrender under the huge power of our demon clan.
.”
Its voice was crisp and a bit waxy, and it turned out to be a female monster.
"Really?" Liu Manghan said in a cold voice.
The dragon-capturing hand exerted a slight force.
The pangolin demon tensed up, many of its scales cracked, and blood began to slowly ooze from its body.
"Kill me, and these people below will all die in the future!" The pangolin demon stopped beating around the bush and said viciously, and in turn began to threaten Liu Mang.
Liu Mang remained unmoved and continued to use his force to capture the dragon.
Since the pangolin demon said so, he was going to stay in Hongtu Village for a while to see what other companions the pangolin demon had and kill them all.
Just when he was about to kill the pangolin demon.
In the distant sky, an anxious voice suddenly came:
"Fellow Taoist, this monster cannot be killed!"
A Taoist priest in yellow robe came riding the wind. Before the person arrived, the sound came first.
This is an old man with white hair and a long beard. He is wearing a bright yellow monk's robe with many stars embroidered on his chest. He looks somewhat immortal.
But his words made Liu Mang and others frown slightly.
After hearing this, the pangolin demon said proudly: "Did you hear that? If you kill me, you will be in bad luck. More humans will die tragically because of you. Even if the city is massacred, it is not impossible.
Now put me down and I will pretend nothing happened."
The pangolin demon said this, but judging from its unabashed violence and hatred, it was obvious that it would not be so generous.
After hearing its words, it was suspended in the air, and the dragon-capturing hand that had been clenched suddenly opened slightly.
The white-bearded old man couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
And the look of pride in the pangolin monster's eyes became even stronger.
But then, it turned into endless fear.
It turns out that after the dragon-capturing hand opened, it suddenly converged inward at a speed that was ten times or a hundred times faster than before!
Only a 'pop' sound was heard.
The pangolin demon, which was close to the fifth level, was crushed and exploded, turning into a rain of flesh and blood all over the sky, falling to the ground one after another!
A gray mist rushed out from the pangolin's original location, revealing its undying demonic soul.
Liu Mang opened his mouth and spit out a thread of mysterious light wrapped in innate energy, which hit the demon soul directly and exploded into a bright firework.
"Hey, do you know that you have caused a big disaster!" The old Taoist priest sighed, "This monster is the beloved concubine of the Fire Crow Ancestor!"
He just finished speaking.
The pangolin landed on a piece of minced meat on the ground, and a light and shadow that resembled a lake suddenly burst out.
"Who is it? Who dares to kill me..."
boom!
The dragon-capturing hand descended from the sky and captured the light and shadow until nothing was left.
The old Taoist priest originally wanted to say something more.
At this moment, I just felt that my words were stuck in my throat like hard fish bones, and I couldn't spit them out.