Tribulation of ashes, tribulation of ashes, all turned into ashes under the catastrophe.
He still remembered the distant past and the end of the world that he had seen when he was still very weak.
That day, the sky was fiery red, cloudless, the sun and moon were high at the same time, and torrents of blood rained down with the wind, spreading all over the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.
There seems to be a death knell ringing between heaven and earth. All living creatures, as long as they have a heart, will mourn like this.
Among all races, countless strong men looked up to the sky and roared, as if they were paying tribute to the death of the king, and as if they were cheering for the coming of freedom.
One side shed tears and the other side laughed wildly.
He heard the great men of his ancestors tell the whole family:
"After today, human beings can feed us with blood. Our era has come."
At this moment, the blood rain all over the sky suddenly stopped, the sun and the moon merged with each other, and actually appeared to be broken. A huge gap opened at the end of the sky, and vast amounts of ashes fell down. The ashes seemed to contain sparks, but they were also
With a strong death aura, if the strength reaches a certain level, it must not be contaminated.
Once contaminated, the body will gradually turn into ashes.
The strongest among all races refused to accept it. They called themselves gods and demons and used their own methods to protect their own race.
However, under the ashes of the tribulation, everything is empty and all souls are silent, except for human beings.
A loud voice resounded in the vast sky and earth. He said: "After death alone, people are still the primates of heaven and earth. All races must not infringe upon them. Anyone who violates this will be rejected by heaven and earth."
After the words fell, those strong men from all races who longed to eat human beings were horrified.
The stronger one is, the faster one dies. The strongest person in the clan often turns into ashes with no possibility of resurrection.
The less powerful ones can still have time to explain their affairs, but they will surely die soon.
Only some guys who have just reached the level of gods can barely survive, sealing the erosion of themselves by ashes in a certain part of their bodies.
From that day on, this substance had a name: "Tribulation Ashes."
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Within the bone gate, in nothingness.
The tiger was lying on the ground, its forehead hitting the dark ground continuously.
With blood flowing all over his face, he seemed unconscious and whispered in his mouth: "My Lord, my Lord, your loyal servant hereby asks for your holy edict."
Over and over, over and over again, the tiger used more and more force, as if it was going to smash its own head.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom~~~~~~
A heavy sound came out of the bone door, and Ye Zhen frowned slightly, "You still want to call that thing out?"
Holding the ancient sword in one hand, the sword blade passed straight across, thunder gathered at the tip of the sword, and the crescent moon constructed of blue and purple arcs cut across the bone gate, dividing it into upper and lower halves.
The fierce tiger, Kobe Fengshan, and several blood-robed priests were all focused on their own affairs.
One kowtowed violently, the other stood dumbly and didn't understand, and several others pulled out daggers and stabbed them into the heart, offering themselves as blood sacrifices in exchange for the communication between the tiger and the source of blood.
"The Blood Advocating Sect is no longer human, and they must all be killed!" Ye Zhen said lightly, and immediately ordered Li Xuanchen to contact the chaebol and inform them in detail about what happened here.
Although Li Xuanchen's personality was a little tricky, he was still able to handle big things right and wrong. He nodded and took out his smartphone.
"Uh...it seems I can't contact you." He felt quite embarrassed in his heart.
Bang! Wang Jun's palm fell on his shoulder, "I'll do it."
Li Xuanchen was deeply moved, with a smile on his face, "Ajun..."
Without saying anything, Wang Jun took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it out in bulk.
Zhao Changqing, Su Liuyun, Su Xiaojiu, Qi... many people have received similar text messages.
In the virtual cyberspace, Qi also received an additional text message from Wang Jun:
"The Luo Tian Blood Sacrifice should not be underestimated. Ah Qi, come and help spread the news. Make sure everyone in City No. 36 knows about it."
The panda cub was unhappy and wanted to ask Wang Jun why he gave up the heart of metal. After all, that was equivalent to giving up liquid metal. It didn't want its real body to be flawed. At this moment, it was angry and gave Wang Jun a bunch of rejections.
words.
With a bang, his head hit Qi's forehead, and Ayao said quietly: "Are you sure you want to reply like this?"
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It pouted and hummed, but just didn't speak.
Ayao waved his arm, took over the information flow, and changed the reply message, leaving only two short words: "Okay."
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The rain was pouring, and the water-attribute field covered a hundred meters in radius, pushing away the self-exploded bloody corpses in the surroundings. Zhao Muyu led the escort team to ensure everyone's safety. In front of them was the boundary of Area 1.
"The situation is not right. Our Zhao family has set up unified checkpoints in Area 1. The intersection ahead should never be left unattended."
Zhao Changqing mingled among the team and looked at the electronic guardrail in the distance. There was a little blood on the ground, which was very fresh.
Zhao Muyu glanced at Zhao Changqing. He didn't like this younger member of the family, even though the clan leader and ancestor had the highest hopes for him.
He has been extremely talented since he was a child. He inherited the bloodline of his ancestors and awakened the power of Scarlet Shura early. He became famous in the family at a very young age. However, due to a strange evolution, he developed a masochistic quirk in his psychology.
Giving up on oneself just like that really lacks a strong heart.
However, it has become a bit interesting recently. His best brother died in front of him, and he accidentally merged two forces and gained the power of Asura. All these things are just empty, Zhao Muyu doesn't take them seriously, but he has never
On that day, Zhao Changqing saw in his eyes an obsession that was enough to make him obsessive.
Without obsession, nothing can be achieved. If you want to achieve the ultimate thing, you must have the ultimate persistence. Even if you don't get it, you are still willing to fight for it in this life. This is the heart of a strong person.
"Do you hate it?" Zhao Muyu suddenly stopped and asked for no reason.
Zhao Changqing frowned, pondered for two seconds, and replied: "I hate you so much!"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes changed color, one side was scarlet like Shura, and the other side was green like Rakshasa.
The power of Asura is brewing in the body, like a lit furnace, approaching its limit and ready to explode at any time.
"Hate is a good thing, but do you understand what you really hate?" Zhao Muyu dropped the question and walked forward without looking back.
Zhao Changqing followed quickly and said decisively: "The Blood Advocating Sect, I will kill every one of them."
"Wrong," Zhao Muyu shook his head slightly, the smile on his face was like the mockery of the world. He turned around and pointed at Zhao Changqing's nose, "What you really hate is that you are not strong enough. You were strong enough at that time.
If you can predict everything equally, then your brother will not die."
After hearing this, Zhao Changqing felt as if he was struck by lightning, his pupils shaking continuously.
The sky was covered with water, and the rain was pouring down. The rain that was originally guarding suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and the radius of one hundred meters expanded to three hundred meters.
Hundreds of bloody corpses flew out and scattered into pieces in mid-air. These walking zombies didn't even have time to explode themselves.
"Strong enough..." Zhao Changqing's pupils stabilized and looked at Zhao Muyu's back.
Zhao Muyu put his two fingers together, holding a fingertip blade in each hand.
He dodged and rushed directly to the border checkpoint of Area 1.
The rain falling from the sky was willing to be his vanguard, creating a dense barrage.
Bang bang bang bang...
In the seemingly deserted area, a bloody glimmer rippled out, revealing it to be the special force field of some kind of ritual formation.
"The bastards from the Blood Worshiping Sect dare to enter the city. Don't you know whose territory this is?"
With his hands dancing wildly in the wind, Zhao Muyu changed his easy-going temperament. The glasses on his face could not hide his sharp eyes at all.
The cold sword energy seeped into the rain curtain, and the magic circle condensed with blood disappeared into nothing in an instant.
The seventy-two blood-robed priests groaned at the same time, blood spilled from their mouths, and they took several steps back.
"Is there such a strong person in the Zhao family?" A sharp voice came from behind the blood-robed priests, as if their throats had been cut open and air was constantly leaking out.
Zhao Muyu shouted: "Zhao Changqing, you were just a trash and a waste before, but you are a little different now that your brother has died."
The power of Asura surged throughout his body, Zhao Changqing's face turned livid, and his aura boiled like fire.
Su Liuyun looked at him sideways and saw what Zhao Muyu meant by teaching Zhao Changqing.
Zhao Jiaerlang, with such character, what does the conspiracy and calculation of the Kobe family matter?
Pai Bo glanced at Su Liuyun without leaving any trace. His young master was better than Zhao Changqing. Unfortunately, his obsession was in the wrong place and he just liked to play some heresy.
The enemy stands in front of you and wants to kill you. No matter how powerful the hacker is, he can only end up dead on the spot.
"But your determination is not thorough enough. I'm sorry for the power of blood you inherited. Take a good look at how to be strong enough!"
Zhao Muyu sang like a song and rushed into the midst of the seventy-two blood-robed priests.
There are double blades on his fingertips, which combine to form a knife, and his name is Fengfei.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, the sword's intention is as cold as snow, and the sword's energy is as vertical and horizontal as a web...
Blood-robed priests are often killed before they realize it.
Three people, five people, seven people...
However, for a moment, the forty-five blood-robed priests fell to the ground, with blood pooling like a pool, and the rain could not wash away its color.
"That's enough!!!" a voice as sharp as wind roared. The man was wearing an exaggerated high hat, as if his head had mutated and grown longer.
There was actually another formation behind him, and there was a red light reaching the sky hidden in the cover of the illusion. This was one of the eighty auxiliary formations.
Within the blood-colored light beam, an adult vampire ghost ape vigorously beat its chest and opened its mouth to accumulate enough energy.
Roar!!!!!
Its hands and chest muscles vibrated back and forth, and the resonance in the chest caused the energy to surge rapidly. After a moment of silence, the bloody mouth spurted out a column of blood.
Zhao Muyu sneered, "It's useless to rely on the power of animals."
He bent his fingers and flicked them lightly, and the two blades of the worm flew out one after another.
In mid-air, a silver line cut through the rain curtain and passed through the blood-colored light pillar.
The man wearing an exaggerated tall hat hurriedly retreated, lowered his waist, and tried his best to avoid the flying silver thread.
"Death!" Zhao Muyu stood with his feet together and pressed down with his hands.
The curtain of rain suddenly increased tenfold, and the raindrops actually changed the direction of the two blades of the earthworm, turning at a 90-degree right angle.
歘!歘!
The weird man with a broken voice was stabbed between his eyebrows and throat, fell to the ground, and died with his eyes open.
Zhao Muyu's body trembled slightly, and the water droplets around him shot out in all directions, instantly harvesting the remaining blood-robed priests.
A total of seventy-two blood-robed priests were scattered on the ground like cut wheat.
"Is this strong enough? I'm far from enough..."
Zhao Changqing's breath rose and fell, and he seemed to have the potential to break through.
Asura's power increased unreasonably, and his eyes were no longer distinct, but turned into double pupils, with one red and one blue pupil in each eye.
At this moment, the aura of life in Zhao Changqing's body is like a river, and it has reached the level of late level 3.
"The obsession is enough to break through, so it's not bad." Zhao Muyu turned around and smiled, the sword intent in his eyes restrained, and there was no trace of sharpness on his face.
At this moment, his temperament was ordinary, just like an ordinary university lecturer who was gathering students for an off-campus visit.
beep beep beep~~~
beep beep beep~~~
Zhao Changqing and Su Liuyun's cell phones rang at the same time, causing everyone around them to be surprised. They had been contacting the outside world from just now, but this area was affected by electromagnetic interference, making it impossible to do so.
Everyone's eyes were focused on them, and there seemed to be silent urging in their ears.
The smartphone screen lit up, and the same news came. Su Liuyun and Zhao Changqing raised their eyes. Their eyes collided in mid-air, and they saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Su Liuyun held the folding fan with his left hand, gently tapped the palm of his right hand, and said:
"It's not easy to deal with. The Blood Advocating Sect and Kobe Fengshan have joined forces to set up the Luotian Blood Sacrifice with the entire city No. 36 as the boundary."
"The Blood Worshipers...they all deserve to die!"
Zhao Changqing narrowed his eyes, the restless Asura power slowly calmed down, and his flamboyant breath quickly converged, giving people the feeling of a long and deep river.
Taking a step forward, he closed his eyes and opened them again. The heavy pupils in his eyes were still there, and the blue and red light disappeared without a trace.
"What is Luo Tian Blood Sacrifice?"
Zhao Muyu floated over and didn't answer Zhao Changqing's question. He directly grabbed the smartphone and glanced at it, his face became solemn.
Not far away, Paibo walked up to Su Liuyun and whispered a few words.
Su Liuyun's face turned gloomy and gloomy. There was no joy at all in rushing into the first area, only complex sorrow remained: "I shouldn't have come, this muddy water is too deep and too muddy."
Uncle Pai's face was expressionless and he didn't speak. Only a sigh escaped from the corner of his lips.
Got it... Su Liuyun unfolded the folding fan and slowly moved it in front of him. His eyes disappeared from the back of the fan and then reappeared.
At this moment, there was a touch of youthful spirit in his eyes.
"If you think about it from another angle, I'm lucky!"
There was no one around to ask questions, so he imitated a second voice and asked: "What's the explanation?"
With a snapping sound, the folding fan closed, and the young master of the Su family answered with a smile: "Heroes always rise in troubled times. Where is the center of the storm in the Federation today?"
After a brief pause, the folding fan was turned upside down and pointed at the ground. He did not speak, but he said everything, his eyes filled with confidence.
His old eyes flashed, and the corners of Paibo's mouth turned up slightly. The most interesting boy in this generation of the Su family was the sixth young master in front of him.
Why is it interesting? Because his brain circuit is always strange and interesting.
I have seen too many boring people in my life, Su Liuyun's father was, and so was Su Liuyun's grandfather. Their boredom made the Su family stronger.
However, in this generation, Paibo wanted to see something different, so he chose this one as the most interesting one.
"Master, you really did not disappoint me." Pai Bo said softly.
The servant commented on the master, which was a very disrespectful statement, but Su Liuyun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and smiled happily, as if he had already guessed what Paibo was thinking.
"Whether it's true or not, we should escort the things to the backup warehouse first."
Zhao Muyu thought for a moment and gave instructions to everyone.
Zhao Changqing said: "But, what about the ordinary people in the city? They are all subjects of my Zhao family."
Zhao Muyu shook her head, "If the sky falls, someone tall will hold it up. Your grandfather, the head of the family, is not dead yet. You are a young boy, so don't worry too much."
Before he finished speaking, chaotic snowflakes flashed on the electronic screens all over the street.
In the far distance, there is a huge electronic screen on the north side of a tall building. It shows an image of Kobe's mountains, tigers, blood-robed priests, and vampire ghost apes. It also has text annotations.
Not only here, but in City No. 36, any electrical appliance with electricity will broadcast this video as long as it has a screen.
TVs, computers, mobile phones, tablets...
In an instant, the information about Luo Tian's blood sacrifice, the invasion of the Blood Advocating Sect, and the betrayal of Kobe Fengshan were transmitted to every corner of City No. 36 in a very short period of time.
Looking around the streets of the first district, every screen is showing the same image.
Su Liuyun was in a daze, with a light that could not be covered by the sun hidden in his starry eyes, and murmured: "Tissot, it must be Tissot!"