The people who were crucified looked at all this numbly, without any emotion in their eyes.
The splashed blood stained the cross red, the soldiers with ferocious expressions were laughing wildly, and even some children were chained.
"General!" Two soldiers pulled Ye Chen and said with some difficulty: "General, this person has no breath at all, what should I do with him?"
Bang! The dark-blooded long whip swung down and hit Ye Chen's face, and a red and swollen scar immediately appeared.
"Those bastards, bring back the dead and lock up their arms!" the general said coldly, pointing to the cross in the distance.
"No!" The two soldiers dragged Ye Chen like a dead dog. The thick chains were wrapped around each other and were extremely sharp, piercing Ye Chen's chest.
Blood dripped down the chain, Ye Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and he was still asleep.
Most of the crosses around him were empty, but a young girl was locked on the cross on the far right.
The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a slender figure. Although her face was not stained with blood, it could not hide her pale face.
What is extremely strange is that the girl's ears are a bit special, like rabbit ears.
Looking at the fierce soldiers around her, the girl's figure was trembling a little, her beautiful eyes were full of fear, and the thick chain penetrated her collarbone.
An old woman was tied to the cross on the far left side of Ye Chen. The old woman had white hair, which was already hanging down on the blood-red ground, with some dark red. Yellow wrinkles undulated on her face. Her eyes were sunken.
, and there are no pupils.
On the cross in front, a big man with his upper body exposed was restrained by heavy chains. Dense sword marks covered the whole body of the big man, even destroying his originally handsome face.
The body was chained to the cross. Although Ye Chen was asleep, he still held the sword tightly in his hand.
The two soldiers glanced at the Qilin Sword and saw that the Qilin Sword was full of cracks. They said unhappily: "Damn, it's a poor guy again!"
Before leaving, the two soldiers kicked Ye Chen several times in displeasure.
Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in Ye Chen's body, and there was still no breath in Ye Chen's body.
On the surrounding crosses, only the girl's eyes moved this way, looking at Ye Chen curiously. Her eyes as black as ink were full of curiosity.
The old woman on the left nodded slightly, like an old monk sitting in meditation.
The middle-aged man in front looked at the blood-red sky and earth with empty eyes, never looking at Ye Chen.
Cackling! Pushing the huge old car, the mighty army disappeared at the end of the horizon again, and the bursts of wild laughter also dispersed.
Under the hazy sky, the sound of blood dripping to the ground was accompanied by painful moans and cries.
There is no distinction between day and night here, and there is not even the existence of the sun, moon, and stars. Only the eternal sky is so scarlet that it can ooze blood.
The painful groans all around gradually dissipated, and the new arrivals all looked around in fear.
I don't know how long it took, thousands of soldiers appeared again, and they took away thousands of prisoners. When these prisoners came back, there were only a hundred or so, and they were all covered with blood holes. Some young women were extremely messy and had no clothes on them.
They were obviously being humiliated. If these people's eyes were filled with fear before, now their eyes are filled with fear, even with death in their eyes.
Hundreds of thousands of prisoners were taken away in turn, and after a few days, only a few thousand survived.
For some reason, the child who was chained to the cross was not taken over.
Because there was no breath at all, Ye Chen became a forgotten existence. The man in front was also walked by. After he came back, he had countless sword marks on his body, which was shocking.
Three days later, these survivors underwent strange changes. Their skeletons and flesh mutated, their bodies suddenly swelled, and some even grew fangs, their eyes became distracted, and they murmured: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Five days later, hundreds of thousands of new prisoners were brought in and chained to crosses.
This scene continues to play out, and more and more corpses are piled up on the high platform. Even the flesh and blood of some corpses have not rotted, turning into pools of yellow corpse water, dripping, and the pungent smell fills the space.
every corner of.
"They are not people, they are devils!"
"Kill! Kill! If I get out of trouble, I will kill all the people in Tiangang with the sword in my hand!"
"I would like to become a demon, and I only want to kill all the people of Tiangang!"
Sounds filled with endless killing intent rang out all around. Some people screamed to the sky, and some people burst into tears.
But in the end, the voices of these roaring people became so hoarse that they could not even speak. Those who cried no longer cried, and their tears had been shed.
Blood energy surged across this barren land and gathered in the sky, causing waves of roaring sounds.
Whoosh! Brilliant sword lights appeared through the air. Soldiers stepped through the air one after another. They stood on the blood mist and looked down from a high position. They looked at the crosses below and the people locked on the crosses with a mischievous expression.
people.
These soldiers had mysterious marks on their hands, and the marks blended into the blood mist. The blood mist immediately rolled up, and the blood energy turned into a torrential rain of blood, falling down.
Wow! The prisoners who had been imprisoned for who knows how many years raised their heads one after another, opened their mouths wide, and greedily swallowed the rain of blood that was falling.
There is no food here, and many people have not had a drop of water for a long time. Every half a month, these soldiers will use the blood mist to create a bloody rain.
With a crash, rain of blood fell one after another. Looking from a distance, a hazy layer of blood mist rose from the ground.
Even the middle-aged men, old women, and girls in front of Ye Chen raised their heads and faced the rain of blood. In order to survive, they could only swallow this rain of blood.
Even though the blood mist was their own blood that had been shed before, no one shut up at the moment, not even the newcomers.
Looking at the prisoners below, the soldiers standing above burst into laughter. They enjoyed this feeling of being high above them very much, and also liked to look at the ants below.
Ta-ta! The blood rain fell on Ye Chen, which was biting to the bone. This rain was very heavy.
After the laughter, these soldiers gradually became bored and left with their swords in hand. Weird marks surged in the blood mist. According to past experience, it would rain for a long time.
Wow! The whole world was dead silent, only the sound of rain falling on the ground could be heard.
Ye Chen's sword finger moved slightly, and a touch of vitality burst out from his body, and the breath emerged.
The sudden change immediately caused changes in the people around him. The eyes of the middle-aged man and the old woman swept over Ye Chen, revealing a look of surprise.
A heartbreaking feeling spread across his chest. Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still a little blurry. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the rain of blood.
Bang bang! Rain of blood fell on Ye Chen's face, and the piercing feeling shocked Ye Chen, "Where is this place?"
Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and a little deep, and was immediately covered up by the sound of rain.
"Suowu Hell!" The middle-aged man raised his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Chen with a meaningful look, and said calmly.
This time, the middle-aged man spoke for the first time in dozens of days. His voice was rich and powerful, but it was filled with inexplicable vicissitudes of life.
"Suowu Hell?" Ye Chen muttered to himself, looking around, the undulating crosses and corpses appeared in his sight. Although he had fallen asleep previously, he was still conscious and knew what had happened in the past few decades.
The chains oozing with cold light penetrated Ye Chen's collarbone. Ye Chen moved slightly, and a heartbreaking pain swept over him. The chains even bound his hands and feet.
Looking at the chains around him, Ye Chen's heart suddenly sank. At this moment, he found that there was no trace of Qi left in his body, and a terrifying oppression came from the chains, suppressing his soul and completely sealing his cultivation.
"This chain is weird!" Ye Chen murmured, and he even felt that the vitality in his body was being swallowed up by the chain bit by bit.
"Hell is divided into Eight Cold Hells, Youzeng Hells, Eight Great Hells, and Lonely Hells. There is no Suowu Hell." Ye Chen's eyes changed slightly. In his memory, the Martial God did not exist here.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked at the various figures around him. Most of them had ferocious faces, and even had fangs, and their shapes were different from ordinary people. However, Ye Chen found a common feature. The pupils of these people were all black.
, that is to say, these people are all members of the Martial God. But why are these people imprisoned here? And what are the crosses and chains behind them that can actually seal people's cultivation?
Under the blood-red sky, there is something strange everywhere
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