Mu Yu sat on the flying sword, flying in the air, looking blankly into the distance.
Is what he did right or wrong?
Many times he asked himself.
But he doesn't like those selfish cultivators. What's the point of living for those people? Just like those people in Dongsha City, they can live for themselves, denounce the old city lord, denounce the Xuanzangtang family, denounce the
Mu Yu, leave the others to the disposal of the Yumeng Demon Clan in exchange for a glimmer of hope for himself.
There are too many people like this in the world of cultivation, and he cannot help Chengyan and save everyone with peace of mind.
Qiao Xue and Tian Ran were sitting behind Mu Yu. They vaguely knew what happened on Luochen Cliff just now. Luo Shang and Xiang Nan left without saying hello, and Mu Yu called with a heavy heart.
They didn't explain anything.
The others were still in Luochen Mountain. They might follow Chengyan or leave, but Mu Yu didn't care about them. Duan wanted to play with Xiaoshuai, so he followed behind.
They soon left the Moyun Mountains and headed towards the Danding Sect. The nearest city to the Moyun Mountains was Lanxi City. Mu Yu turned around and headed towards Lanxi City. He needed to go
Find out what’s going on in the Triple Palace now.
When he was about to approach Lanxi City, he was suddenly startled!
At this time, Lanxi City was filled with a monstrous evil spirit! Over the city, there were many ugly creatures with wings patrolling, and in the city, dozens of people had their necks tied with chains, and were beaten one by one.
The flesh-winged horned monster whipped and howled in pain.
Every time a black whip fell, those people would scream in heart-rending pain, and streaks of black energy would emerge from their bodies. The flesh-winged horned monster next to them waving the whip screamed with great excitement, knocking those people out.
The black energy was swallowed up.
"Have the foreigners really invaded the Third Heaven?" Mu Yu looked at Lanxi City, with a bad premonition in his heart, "You guys wait for me here, I will enter the city to check."
After Mu Yu finished speaking, he had disappeared on the spot. The invisibility array covered his body, covering his whole body. When he reappeared, he was already on the street of Lanxi City.
At this time, the streets of Lanxi City were filled with many people. These people were lined up, their faces were pale, submissive, and terrified. There were many strange-looking aliens standing next to them, and they were whipping them with long whips.
Looking at these people queuing up.
"Hurry up!" A flesh-winged horned monster smiled arrogantly.
Mu Yu came to the front of the team without saying a word, and then saw that it was a spacious courtyard filled with hundreds of flesh-winged horned monsters. They were all sitting in front of the table, as if they were having a meal.
, and the humans who were queuing up walked up to the flesh-winged horned monsters one by one, knelt in front of them, and stretched out their hands. The flesh-winged horned monsters smiled wildly, roughly took the hands of these people, and sucked their blood!
All the people whose blood was sucked were in agony, with panic on their faces, but no one resisted, because there were four flesh-winged horned monsters in the tribulation stage next to them, exuding a powerful pressure that made these low-level humans tremble.
Trembling, not even the slightest determination to resist!
As for those flesh-winged horned monsters that suck blood, their cultivation level is very low, only at the Nascent Soul stage. They are obviously the newborns of flesh-winged horned monsters, specially coming to suck blood to restore vitality!
A frail-looking old man knelt in front of the flesh-winged horned monster. He was already skinny and skinny, but he still wanted to donate blood. The blood kept flowing out of his hands. His whole body was pale and weak, and he fell down.
on the ground.
"Okay, don't just suck up all the people's blood. If each one dies, there will be one less beast. We need to raise the human race in the third heaven in captivity, so that there will be a steady stream of blood in the future!" A distracted man next to him said
The flesh-winged horned monster walked over and took the hand of the fainted old man out of the red flesh-winged horned monster's mouth.
There were dozens of densely packed tooth marks on the little old man's hands, some of which had even become ulcerated and inflamed, and the bites were horrific. It was obviously not the first time that a meat-winged horned monster had sucked blood like this.
The flesh-winged horned monster next to him looked at the half-dead old man, kicked him, and then said: "This old beast can't live anymore. Send him to the soul tribe to see if his soul can still be sucked."
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"yes."
Two cultivators walked out tremblingly from the corner next to them. They looked at the flesh-winged horned monster with fear and quickly dragged the half-dead old man away.
A meat-winged horned monster in the tribulation stage shouted loudly: "You young people, please listen to me. The human race in the third heaven is now a very precious breeding farm. Please take it easy when you eat, and control the amount.
If you die, there won’t be that much blood for you to drink in the future. After all, it’s not just us Moon Clan people who come to the Third Heaven, understand? Food is limited!”
Many flesh-winged horned monsters responded quickly, but some flesh-winged horned monsters still took the opportunity to take a few more puffs, obviously not so calm.
Mu Yu looked at these humans who were regarded as blood sources by the meat-winged horned monster like animals, and an inexplicable anger emerged in his heart.
This is actually the purpose of the aliens’ attack on the Third Heaven!
The humans present who were forced to sacrifice were all mortals. These people had no cultivation and were defenseless against the powerful Yue people!
He was about to take action, but Xiang Nan suddenly appeared beside him and said indifferently: "Wait a minute, we need to confirm the situation."
"Come with us." Luo Shang also appeared next to Mu Yu, pulled Mu Yu and disappeared into the courtyard.
They appeared in a dark room. The room was very large. It was like a slaughterhouse. There were corpses all over the floor, piled up in random directions, emitting a stench. Several people were already dying on the ground, only
There is no air coming in and no air coming out.
"What happened?" Mu Yu saw the old man who had been sentenced to death lying in the corner, no different from a dead person.
Most of the people here are old, weak, sick, and disabled. Their faces are ashen, their arms are covered with tooth marks, their wounds are white, they are skin and bones, and the blood in their bodies has dried up.
Xiang Nan said slowly: "We just arrived two hours earlier than you. It seems that we all underestimated this conspiracy."
Mu Yu walked up to the old man just now. He checked the other man's injuries, and his heart gradually sank. The man's vitality had gradually passed away, but his soul was still firmly imprisoned in his body. There was a soul tribesman in this room.
The formation ensures that the souls of these mortals will not leave their bodies.
"We only have a few days in the ancient battlefield, but a year has passed since the third heaven." Luo Shang said slowly.
One year?
Mu Yu was slightly startled, they had actually left Sanzhongtian for a year?
He glanced at the people here. The dying people on the ground were mainly old people, and there were also thin children. An old woman was unconscious, but she was holding a teenage boy in her arms. The little boy had no life in him.
.
Mu Yu became angry: "I'm going to kill these aliens!"
Xiang Nan said: "It is easy to kill these aliens, but we have to consider whether the human race is worth saving."
"What do you mean?" Mu Yu asked.
"Do you know where the saddest thing about the human race is? Helping the aliens to exploit their own compatriots! In order to survive, many people have chosen to join the Holy Monarch Group. In order for the cultivators of the Holy Monarch Group to survive, they are helping the aliens.
People do things, help foreigners screen and classify their compatriots!" Luo Shang said and left the room.
Their current cultivation base is extremely powerful, and relying on their own fields, no one except those in the Mahayana stage can see them.
The three of them walked along the street, passing through the queuing mortals, and then came to the west of the city. Here there was a group of cultivators wearing purple clothes. These cultivators looked arrogant and domineering, sitting in the square and scolding the mortals one by one.
Every mortal was horrified. They walked to a stone one by one and pressed their hands on the stone. The stone would emit different lights according to their physiques, and were then arranged into different teams. Many mortals watched helplessly.
When the stone in front lights up with purple brilliance, they will look very excited, and when the stone lights up with red light, their faces suddenly turn pale.
"Seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, this stone is covered with formations, which can measure the physical condition of mortals and prevent mortals from donating too much blood and dying directly. The people of the Yue tribe regard the human race as beasts, and specially
Supply blood, but they will not kill humans directly. When the purple light lights up, it means that these people do not have to sacrifice anymore within seven days. The blue ones can rest for six days, and the red ones cannot rest. They have to continue tomorrow.
Sacrifice blood.”
Xiang Nan stared intently at the dozen or so cultivators in the distraction period who were commanding there. They were also human beings, but they were helping the aliens to do things and help the aliens ravage their own compatriots!
Xiang Nan continued: "For cultivators who join the Holy Lord Group, the minimum cultivation level is the distraction stage. Those who have not reached the distraction stage can only become sacrifices, while those who have reached the distraction stage can serve as substitutes.
Foreigners do things to avoid becoming sacrifices themselves. Do you want to save them?"
Xiang Nan took Mu Yu away from here and walked to the area east of the city. There were no mortals here, only cultivators. There was an area where the people were in the out-of-body stage. There were about a few hundred people. They were all sitting cross-legged.
On the ground, practicing hard.
The cultivators have also become the sacrifices of the aliens. They are responsible for supplying blood to the aliens above the integration stage. They are hierarchical and well-organized.
Not long after they arrived here, a breath of distraction stage suddenly broke out among the people in the out-of-body stage, and one person in the out-of-body stage broke through to the distraction stage.
"I've made a breakthrough! I've made a breakthrough! I can join the Holy King Group. Please let me join the Holy King Group!" A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of face stood up excitedly and ran to a combined body.
In front of the flesh-winged horned monster, he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Sir, please accept this slave! This slave has reached the stage of distraction."
This middle-aged man's face was full of flattery. Although there were countless tooth marks on his arms, he didn't care about anything. He entered the distraction period from the out-of-body stage, and he was able to get rid of his identity as a sacrifice and reach the stage of joining.