The snow in the town has been dyed black and red. The plasma has been frozen into thick blood ice and spread on the ground, mixed with some unexplained pieces of meat.
A large number of houses in the center of the town were razed, and the corpses of tens of thousands of townspeople were piled neatly on top, forming a cylindrical altar. Next to this altar of flesh and blood, the corpses of hundreds of thousands of townspeople looked like octopuses.
The tentacles stretch out for miles in all directions.
All the corpses, no matter men, women, old or young, had their faces distorted into inhuman shapes, showing great despair and terror.
Their eyebrows exploded, revealing their dark skulls. The brain matter inside had long since disappeared, leaving only empty skulls. On these corpses, traces of extremely evil and cold aura surged out, and finally transformed into
It was a thin black cloud suspended over Yangshui Town.
Although it was broad daylight and the sun was shining brightly, this thin cloud showed no sign of dispersing.
The cold wind blew through the snow residue in the fields around Yangshui Town, turning into white cold wind and sweeping over the town. It was also unable to shake the thin black clouds.
Yin Xuege stepped on the thick blood ice and stood beside the cylindrical altar made of tens of thousands of corpses, feeling the weird and twisted aura of coldness in the air. This was a sign of great fear and fear for the living beings.
Pain, the resentment left behind after being killed.
The grievances of hundreds of thousands of people have gathered together, turning this world into a most sinister and evil place. If left unchecked and this weird altar is allowed to remain here, the world of Yuanlu will be filled with vitality, and perhaps dozens of people will be able to survive.
In the next year, there will be extremely evil zombies or evil spirits breeding here.
"This is the Netherworld Tribulation Altar."
Madam Mo was imprisoned by several deacons from the Law Sect brought by Nangong Nan and forced her to kneel on the ground. A talisman was pressed tightly between her eyebrows. Her soul was uncontrollable. Her eyes widened and she murmured.
Out of everything I knew.
Netherworld Tribulation Altar, the most evil and evil secret method of Netherworld Tribulation Palace.
Using a living person as the mother's womb, he implants a trace of his own soul seed into the mother's womb. When the seed matures, he kills the living person and absorbs the endless pain and resentment in his soul. The seeds are activated to grow rapidly.
After the soul of the mother's womb is swallowed up, if you absorb the fully grown seeds back into your own soul, you can strengthen your soul's power and gain endless benefits.
The Netherworld Tribulation Palace has controlled Yangshui Town for thousands of years. All residents of Yangshui Town were implanted with soul seeds as soon as they were born. It became a great tonic pill for disciples of the Netherworld Tribulation Palace to enhance their cultivation. Over the past thousand years, all residents of Yangshui Town have
.Not one of them died of a long life. They all died of torture by the disciples of the Netherworld Tribulation Palace when their Yang lives were about to run out.
Now Yin Xuege has discovered the secret of Yangshui Town. All the disciples of Netherworld Jiesheng Palace have been transferred. The remaining hundreds of thousands of townspeople have become fish on the chopping block. Since they cannot be taken away, they simply use secret methods to forcibly harvest them.
The soul of all people.
"Damn it!"
Yin Xuuge clenched his fists. In ancient times, it was natural for a force like the Netherworld Tribulation Palace to be slaughtered by the saints, right?
Lan Lan turned around and looked at Yin Xuuge with a deep look, then walked to his side and smiled softly.
"They are just ordinary people. Don't worry too much about their life and death."
"It's just that Netherworld Jiesheng Palace dares to act so wantonly here. This is provoking the dignity of our Vinaya Sect and must be punished."
The old man with the huge star suspended above his head sneered. The star above his head suddenly emitted a strong silver light. The starlight with the most pure and overbearing power to destroy evil enveloped the mountains and forests for hundreds of miles. The corpses of all the townspeople were shining in the bright light.
After being purified, the distorted face quickly returned to calm.
The resentment in the air also disappeared without a trace, and the black clouds overhead also disappeared in the bright light.
"Thoroughly investigate everything related to Yangshui Town. Starting from the emperor of Kunwu Kingdom, no mistakes are allowed. Investigate this matter thoroughly for me."
"Evil heretics can actually openly occupy a town for a thousand years. In the Kunwu Kingdom, all those who neglect their duties and neglect their duties will be severely punished."
Just as Mr. Lan finished speaking, a flying boat suddenly came galloping from the south.
A young man in a bloody robe stepped on the smoke and jumped from the flying boat as fast as lightning, and respectfully knelt on one knee in front of the old man.
"Elder, the group of soldiers who ambushed Yin Xuuge suddenly appeared in Weinan County an hour ago and raided the Yin family's ancestral home."
"They used powerful talismans. The Yin family's ancestral home was destroyed, six princes were killed, and other princes and many elders were seriously injured."
Yin Xuege's face turned cold, while Yin Feifei, Yin Feixu and other Yin family disciples simultaneously exclaimed and lost their voices.
Lan Lan and Nangong Nan's expressions also changed suddenly. They glanced at Yin Xuuge. Nangong Nan shook his head gently and put a hand on Yin Xuuge's shoulder.
"Let's go back and take a look."
"but!"
Lan Lan suddenly spoke, as if she wanted to stop Yin Xuege from returning to the Yin family. She soon discovered her gaffe and hurriedly took Yin Xuege's hand.
"Those dead soldiers are cruel and cunning, and I don't know which family is responsible for them. Wouldn't it be too dangerous for Yin Xuuge to go back now?"
Nangong Nan was silent, and the elder of the Lan family let out a heavy breath and pointed to several followers wearing iron-colored robes following behind him.
"You accompany Yin Xuege back. My family was attacked. If he is at the Luzong Mountain Gate, that's all."
"Since he is near my home, it is only natural to go back and visit him."
At the same time, inside the Luzong Mountain Gate.
Under the eaves, on a long table, an iron-wood cutting board was placed upright. Youquan held a piece of pork in his left hand, and held a kitchen knife in his right hand. The knife was as bright as snow, and the slices of meat were flying piece by piece.
The meat slices are uniform in size, moderately thin, and neatly placed on the cutting board. Just looking at them makes you very appetizing.
"It's amazing. You are a princess, how come you are so powerful?"
Youquan raised his head and glanced at Qinghe. She frowned and wanted to say something.
But just because of this distraction, the kitchen knife chopped firmly on Youquan's finger. Three fingers were cut open by the kitchen knife, and blood suddenly came out.
Qing Ling's eyes widened in horror, she shouted loudly, and skillfully took out the powder and bandage from her sleeves.
Youquan shook her head. She squinted her eyes and stared at her injured finger. With the sound of "chichi", the blood she shed quickly froze into ice, and the cut wound was also covered by a layer of cold air. The surrounding area
A faint chill from the snow kept pouring into her body, and her fingers instantly became transparent.
In just a few breaths, Youquan's wound healed completely without leaving any scars.
"Okay, awesome!"
Qing Ling stared blankly at the powder and bandages on her hands, and for a moment she was so envious that she wanted to hit her head against the wall. She also chopped off her fingers with a kitchen knife, but Youquan could recover in an instant, but she would not be able to touch the water with her fingers for half a month.
, this gap is also too big.
She suddenly had doubts about whether she could become a qualified maid.
Youquan is a royal princess. She actually has such exquisite cooking skills, and she is not afraid of chopping her hands with a kitchen knife. This is a stunt that countless maids dream of. The corners of Qinghe's mouth opened slightly, and there was a hint of saliva about to flow out.
.
With a 'click' sound, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.
Qing Ling's face turned serious. She didn't know where she found an ax that she usually used to chop pig's feet, and held it tightly in her hand.
The courtyard door opened, and a beautiful young woman wearing the attire of a high-level inner disciple walked in quickly. As soon as she entered the door, she subconsciously glanced to the left and right, and then her eyes fell on Qing Ling and You Quan.
Seeing a beautiful young woman entering the door, Qing Ling grinned and immediately relaxed her vigilance.
She put down the ax in her hand, pulled up her clothes, imitated the behavior of the maids of the unlucky princess Mei Youyou next door, and smiled and performed a nondescript court etiquette to the young woman.
But before she could open her mouth to greet the guests, Youquan had already moved a step forward and stood in front of Qing Lian. Two three-foot-long magic weapon-level swords in her sleeves that were as smooth and transparent as if they were made of black ice flew out quietly, and gently
Circled around her.
"The rules of the disciples of the Lu Zong Mountain Sect are that if the inner disciples enter the house without invitation, the master can kill the unwelcome guest on the spot."
Youquan's voice was very cold, and she was surrounded by fine ice crystals. Then the number of ice crystals became more and more dense, and under the sunlight, the fine ice crystals turned into circles of ice rings, surrounding her and her.
Green leaves surrounded it.
"I'm not a bad guest. I'm here to save your master. I'm here to save your young master, Yin Xuege."
The beautiful young woman walked quickly to a place three feet away in front of Youquan and Qinghe. Just as she was about to take another step forward, the sword released by Youquan made a soft sound and brought out two white lights that crossed in front of her.
"If you take one step further, you will die."
Youquan's tone was very cold and ruthless.
"You should know that I am the princess of the Jinhuan Kingdom. Even if I am captured by the Haoyue Kingdom, I still have a few life-saving treasures on my body. Even if you are a master of breathing thunder, I can still kill you easily. Don't come closer.
One step, otherwise..."
"The Lan family has an ulterior motive for accepting your young master."
The beautiful young woman immediately spoke eloquently, saying something that made Youquan frown and Qing Ling not understand why.
In Youquan's eyes, there is a black, endless river rolling and surging. The memory of her past life is awakening, and the aura on her body has become more and more cold and cold. The beautiful young woman is stared at by Youquan's dark eyes.
, suddenly felt a cold feeling in the back of my heart.
"That's the way it is. If you don't believe it, just give these things to your master."
"My master has created the best opportunity for your young master to escape. If you don't seize this opportunity, they will never have a chance to escape once they return to the Luzong Mountain Gate."
The young woman carefully placed a token and a piece of jade on the ground, and then quickly stepped back. She took a deep look at Youquan, and then her body swayed and suddenly disappeared into the air. (To be completed.)