Four hundred and seventieth chapters: Will we kill you together?
As soon as they walked out of the dungeon, a small group of martial artist puppets came at them fiercely, scaring everyone and fleeing in a hurry, killing many people in just an instant.
Afterwards, they divided into two groups and began to hunt down the fleeing people, while several other puppets blocked the entrance of the dungeon to prevent others from escaping.
Suddenly, the whole dungeon was filled with screams of howling ghosts and howling wolves.
"Oh no, everyone, run quickly, there are soldiers chasing you from behind."
Panic shouts came from behind. Qin Tian stopped and looked at He Li and said, "You go first, I will stop you."
After saying that, Qin Tian tried his best to squeeze away from the crowd.
He Li led everyone to find a way out of the underground palace. These people were practitioners before, but now even an ordinary person can kill them.
It's not that they don't want to help, it's that this kind of help has no effect on those cruel puppets. To put it bluntly, it's like a mantis trying to help.
The cultivators walking at the back fell in pieces. The cold knives in the hands of the puppets had already been dyed red, but they still could not stop the killing, and even became more and more fierce.
"Asshole, that guy actually ran away by himself. He has no spiritual energy in his body. How can we resist him?"
Seeing several puppets rushing into the dungeon and killing each other, the alchemists began to complain about Qin Tian. The alchemists who usually thought highly of themselves panicked for a moment. Only Hong Yu was calm: "Don't panic, everyone go back first."
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The next moment, dozens of cultivators who had no time to escape were quickly killed by puppets and fell into a pool of blood.
The huge dungeon was instantly covered in blood. The puppets stared at the remaining four alchemists with emotionless eyes, and at the same time slowly forced them away. Hong Yu and his junior brothers could only retreat step by step.
With.
Ever since they became cultivators, they have never been so cowardly as they are now. The powerful warriors in the martial arts realm and the powerful alchemists are now being forced back step by step by a few useless martial arts masters.
At this time, one of Hong Yu's juniors couldn't stand the tense atmosphere. He shouted and rushed towards the puppets.
He was as crazy as if he was planning to risk his life. When Hong Yu reacted, it was already too late to stop this junior brother.
"Want to die? Then I will help you."
The puppets smiled disdainfully, raised the cold knives in their hands, and waited for the other party to rush forward and kill them.
The most powerful puppet made a gesture to signal everyone not to kill, and said calmly, "These people are alchemists and must be kept."
Facing the alchemist who rushed forward in a frenzy, a puppet raised his foot and kicked him, causing him to fall to the ground.
Hong Yu and the others hurriedly ran up to help him up. Seeing that his junior brother was so angry and wanted to rush forward to fight for his life, Hong Yu stopped him and persuaded him, "Junior brother, don't be impulsive. It seems that they don't intend to kill us now. Let's temporarily
There is no danger to life, and the green hills are left without fear of running out of firewood."
"Take them down."
"yes!"
Just when the puppets were about to lock these alchemists back into the iron cage, several familiar figures suddenly flew back from outside the door.
‘Bang!’
Turning around, he saw that several of his fellow puppets had been cut off at the waist, with their internal organs mixed with blood flowing all over the floor.
Qin Tian stepped into the dungeon again with heavy steps, his face gloomy and scary, "I was so careless that I ruined so many lives."
He originally thought that killing the two martial spirit level six puppets had eliminated the danger, but he did not expect that there was such a small group of martial master puppets in the deepest part of the underground palace, and they were also the last few left.
It was these puppets that killed hundreds of people in less than three minutes.
Qin Tian felt that he was to blame for his carelessness. If he had been more cautious, these hundreds of lives could have been saved.
Qin Tian's face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at the puppets with extremely sharp eyes. He almost gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said, "Beasts who have lost their humanity, it is too easy to kill you like this. I will make you miserable."
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In a fit of rage, he quickly launched a move called 'Cruel Judgment'. In an instant, the huge dungeon was filled with spy shadows, and more than a dozen real-looking figures surrounded the puppets with the cold light from the giant sword.
Qin Tian did not kill, each sword was accurately cut on the puppet's limbs, without any mercy, without concealing the anger in his heart. In the cold light, the stumps and broken arms were thrown on the puppet along with the smelly blood.
Half empty.
Half a minute later, several puppets fell on the cold bloody ground, with stumps scattered everywhere. The horrific scene made people unable to bear to look directly at them.
At this moment, the angry Qin Tian transformed into the God of Death, and his hatred for these puppets reached its peak. Even Hong Yu and the others couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when they saw it.
Now, they are all worried about whether the murderous Qin Tian will kill them all.
With a cold look, Qin Tian came to the puppets who had turned into "human sticks" with his giant sword in hand.
Losing limbs, this kind of pain and blow is beyond what a human can bear, but these monsters did not show expressions of pain, but instead laughed ferociously.
The pale face was more or less stained with blood, and with that ferocious smile, the atmosphere became extremely strange and terrifying.
"Disgusting monster." Qin Tian's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stabbed a puppet in the head with his sword. Then, one sword after another, several puppets who did not understand what pain felt were killed instantly.
"Master, Master, Senior Brother, do you think this guy is crazy?" Qin Tian's cruel methods frightened the alchemist who was just about to fight the puppet to the point where he felt awkward speaking.
Hong Yu swallowed hard and reminded in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense. This man has a very high level of cultivation. He is both good and evil. But don't offend him. We have lost all our spiritual energy now, so we are no match for him."
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Hong Yu murmured in his heart. Although the young man in front of him was a little indifferent just now, he was still kind and kind, but now it seems that he is much crueler than those puppets.
Those puppets can at most kill people, but they won't torture them like that.
He was really afraid that Qin Tian was addicted to killing and would kill them all together. In this world, killing a person was sometimes easier and simpler than squeezing an ant to death.
Especially for strong people with high cultivation level, they never have a reason for killing, they just depend on whether they are in a good or bad mood. This is also the tragedy of the weak, who are always ready to be slaughtered by others.
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you leave quickly?"
The last puppet was pierced through the head, and the giant sword was pulled out of the head with a 'crack' sound.
The puppet's neck tilted and its eyes were fixed on Hong Yu and others. Coupled with Qin Tian's loud shout, the four alchemists were all startled.