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Chapter 2685 The desperate moment, the killing begins

"Boom!"

Several people were shaking violently, and a loud bang came from behind them.

The phantom formation used to cover the oasis outside the sect's headquarters and to protect against sandstorms and even monster attacks to a certain extent collapsed in an instant.

The next moment, a huge, green desert oasis appeared in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The strong wind carried hundreds of miles of sand and swept past.

In the blink of an eye, a large oasis was buried.

Also submerged in the sand were countless terrified mortals, as well as villages, towns, and cities built by mortals.

For a time, countless mortals were buried in the sand and almost died.

There were also many mortals who were directly torn apart by the terrifying coercion contained in the wind, turning into blood mist and blending into the long yellow sand.

Deep in the oasis, the sect-protecting formation where the ancient immortal sect is stationed is operating spontaneously.

But in the Taoist temple, monks with higher or lower levels of cultivation were constantly rushing out of the temple with roars, rushing desperately towards the wild sand that submerged the oasis.

Most of the disciples in the Ancient Immortal Sect came out of the world where mortals lived in the oasis and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

He has the same feelings towards the sect and the mortal world in the oasis.

However, being in a Taoist temple and being protected by the sect's protective formation was a bit better.

But when he rushed out of the Taoist temple, he was faced with a sky full of yellow sand and the overwhelming pressure of the distraction period.

Before they could rush too far, figures one after another fell into the yellow sand like dumplings.

Some people were trembling all over, unable to move at all under the huge pressure.

Some people even had their hearts shattered on the spot, their energy dissipated, and their own vitality quickly passed away...

Such a cruel scene also caused more monks who wanted to leave the sect's station together to try to save people to stop.

Everyone looked at the scene outside the formation with anxious eyes.

Seeing the homes where they used to live being destroyed, and seeing people in their hometowns losing their lives, made everyone's hearts feel like a knife.

But leaving the sect-protecting formation will not help at all, and will only lead to the same death.

Fear, despair, anger, and all kinds of emotions linger among all the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect.

Regardless of their level of cultivation, they are all like ants when faced with the presence of distraction.

This day.

In the wind and sand shrouded in darkness, countless creatures died in an instant.

The strong smell of blood permeates the surrounding area, a smell that cannot be blown away by strong winds or buried by wind and sand.

In other words, the long stretches of yellow sand have been dyed into large areas of blood red.

In the raging sandstorm, Lin Hezhou and others were shaking violently.

Everyone's blood surged around them, and their true energy aura fluctuated violently.

This time, the trembling of the body was no longer due to the strong wind and the pressure of the distraction period.

Despite the physical injuries, several people stabilized their bodies one after another, regardless of the loss of their own real energy.

The trembling of his body at this moment was entirely due to the anger in his heart.

Biyunxuan and others led the crowd to come, and several people were already prepared to fight and die.

But he didn't expect that as soon as the group arrived, they would directly start killing thousands of mortals living in the oasis.

Mortals are fragile, but they are the foundation of the world of immortality!

It is not only the consensus of the Azure Star cultivator community to not actively harm mortals during guardianship or battles between monks.

It is the consensus of the Holy Land of Cultivation of Immortality and even the whole world of Cultivation of Immortality.

Therefore, several people still hold on to a glimmer of hope in their hearts, even though they know it is slim.

At the very least, even if they die, there is hope that these mortals will not be harmed.

But now, this slim hope has undoubtedly been completely shattered.

"Damn it! You damn evil cultivators, they are all mortals!"

Among the crowd, the second senior brother with sword eyebrows and starry eyes had his hair crown blown away, and his long hair was scattered behind him in the wind.

The red eyes covered with blood and the hoarse voice sounded, showing the boundless anger in his heart.

"Mortals? They're just a bunch of ants! In this world of the jungle, without strength, death is destined to be their best destination!"

On the deck of the flying boat, the leader, Taoist Lu Feng, stood proudly.

The sound sounded, and he took a step forward, leaving the flying boat, and walked steadily in the sky in the yellow sand.

The howling wind had no impact on him at all.

Even... not even his clothes and hair could be blown.

His eyes were indifferent and full of coldness, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth were even more disdainful.

He is completely indifferent to the thousands of lives lost in the wind and sand.

"Don't say I'm heartless, I won't give you a way to survive at all."

"Now...I will give you a chance to survive!"

"Who can tell me who defeated my evil soldiers, or the whereabouts of Su Twelve? I can ensure that he leaves here safely!"

Taoist Lu Feng continued to speak. Although his voice was not loud, it was extremely penetrating. It directly suppressed the howling storm and clearly reached the ears of several people present and even all the monks in the distance.

Lin Hezhou and the others all had their eyes wide open with anger. Apart from anger, they had no other emotions at all.

And most of the people from the Ancient Immortal Sect, who were protected by the Sect Protector Formation, were gnashing their teeth.

There are only a few monks with twinkling eyes, unwillingness and desire for life.

It's a pity that Su Twelve came under the pseudonym of "Tianshan Taoist" and only had contact with Lin Hezhou and a few people from beginning to end.

Even if other people have other ideas, they don't know the slightest bit of specifics.

There was a moment of silence, and no one in the room showed any signs of answering.

Taoist Lu Feng's face hardened, and his sharp eyes fell on Lin Hezhou and the others again.

"Sect Master Lin, aren't you going to say something?"

"You should be very clear about the purpose of this visit of me and all my fellow Taoists. If your answer satisfies me, I will be very happy. Maybe I will let you go to the Ancient Immortal Sect?"

The level of cultivation in the Ancient Immortal Sect is not very high. He doesn't know the person who destroyed his evil army and the whereabouts of Su Twelve. He can figure it out.

But he believed that they must know a lot about Lin Hezhou and the others in front of him.

As for Su Twelve at this time, he knew that if the formation could be successfully deployed, there would still be a glimmer of hope.

But if the arrangement cannot be completed, it is simply impossible to block so many distracted monks by oneself.

Therefore, even if he is extremely angry at the evil cultivator's killings, he can only try his best to suppress his anger.

In other words, Su Twelve had enough experiences that he would not be emotionless, but he would never let his emotions control his reason.

At this moment, his body was submerged in the weak formation fluctuations, and he tried his best to speed up the formation.

And such spatial fluctuations are on the other side of the ancient immortal gate gate, and a sandstorm is raging in the field.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to show up, no one will notice his existence in a short period of time.

"Let everyone in the Ancient Immortal Sect be spared? Senior, do you think your words are really trustworthy?"

Lin Hezhou sneered disdainfully, clenched his fists, and veins popped out on his forearms.

Countless mortals and disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect died tragically before his eyes, making his heart bleed.


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