First, take 100,000 Form Cultivation Realm cultivators and refine them into 100,000 Soul-Eating Banners. In Cangtian City, I will give you a big surprise.
The terrifying magic light was tumbling up and down Gu Qingzhou's body, making the thousands of miles of clouds shine as dark as ink, but the hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth made it look terrifying and frightening.
In the Lord's Mansion of Hanyan City, the void teleportation formation continued to bloom with colorful glow. A large number of women and children were teleported to the edge of Taixuan Holy Land. As the day passed, the teleportation of the people in the city was finally completed.
"Tap tap tap."
The sound of many footsteps sounded from afar, and hundreds of human monks were seen looking ecstatic. They brought up the smoke and dust in the sky and quickly teleported into the void.
The ancient green halberd touched the ground, and he stood silently beside the great void formation, looking at the monks who were speeding towards him, with murderous intent flashing through his eyes.
"Lord Zhuge, wait a moment and close the teleportation array." An anxious roar came from the mouth of a middle-aged monk.
Hundreds of monks swarmed into the City Lord's Mansion, and they surrounded the Void Formation, with excitement in their eyes.
As early as yesterday, these monks hiding in various places in the city discovered that all the Golden Eagle tribe soldiers had disappeared, and women and children in the city continued to gather towards the city lord's palace. After repeated inquiries, they learned that a strong man had killed all the Golden Eagle tribe members.
, using the city lord’s palace void formation to send these people to Taixuan Holy Land.
After receiving this news, they were excited, gathered together, and rushed towards the city lord's palace.
"Bah! You beasts, as human monks, you watched other monks in the city fight with blood, but you hid yourself and allowed foreigners to kill the mortals in the city. Are you worthy of those monks who died in the battle?" Wang
Looking at the hundreds of monks in front of him, the head of the Zhuge family cursed loudly.
The words of Patriarch Zhuge made hundreds of monks blush with shame. They were unable to defend themselves against Patriarch Zhuge's insults.
"Hmph! They are just mortal ants, how can we be allowed to fight for them." A monk at the level of Dan Ning stepped out and said disdainfully.
"Yes, Brother Zhang is right. We are human monks, tasked with resisting foreigners. When we become successful in our cultivation in the future, we will naturally massacre foreigners and avenge these mortals."
As the words of these two people rang out, hundreds of monks suddenly became energetic. Various curses and oaths continued to sound, but the eyes looking at the teleportation formation in the void were full of greed, because this was their chance to survive.
Seeing the hundreds of human monks being so shameless, the head of the Zhuge family looked extremely angry. His arms trembled and he pointed at the hundreds of monks. He was so angry that he could not speak.
"Buzz."
The void shook, and a ray of cold light pierced everyone's eyes, unable to open their eyes. When everyone's eyes regained clarity, hundreds of human monks were horrified, and a scene of horror appeared. The two people who had spoken before were seen turning into two masses of blood mist, floating into the void.
Gu Qing held the halberd in one hand. On the cold halberd tip, little drops of blood continued to drip onto the ground, making everyone feel chilled in their hearts.
Those two people were monks in the Condensation Realm, but the blinking technique actually died in the hands of these people?
The scene in front of them made hundreds of monks widen their eyes and feel a chill in their hearts.
"Master Zhuge, take your people and leave." Gu Qing held a halberd in one hand and pointed at hundreds of monks in the distance. He seemed to be telling everyone that whoever dares to take a step forward will be the fate of everyone.
After looking at the many monks with hatred, the head of the Zhuge family called the remaining soldiers to enter the teleportation array. As the light gradually dissipated, the head of the Zhuge family and others disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Hundreds of tribes are raging in the Holy Land, and the Golden Eagle Tribe monks are slaughtering Hanyan City. These monks have been frightened to death. They look at the void formation right in front of them. They look ferocious and keep getting closer. It is obvious that they are not afraid of the ferocity of the Hundred Tribes.
Gu Qing regarded it as a stumbling block. They must use the Void Formation to leave the Cold Smoke City and seek shelter in the Holy Land.
"Brothers, he is just a person, let's kill him." Looking at the cold aura around Gu Qing, the leading monk looked ferocious and shouted loudly.
"Yes, with so many of us, can't we still kill him?" Another monk said in support.
Gu Qing's face was indifferent, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
He didn't even want to say a word nonsense to this bunch of trash. The Immortal Devouring Halberd rolled, and as a sky-splitting cold light cut through the void, dozens of monks in front were cut off at the waist, and a large amount of blood spurted out in their waists and abdomens.
The terrifying sight made everyone quickly back up, looking at Gu Qing as if they were looking at a demon.
"Buzz!"
A large halberd glowed with cold light, and the teleportation formation in the void was shattered to pieces. Gu Qing no longer looked at the crowd, holding the halberd in one hand, and walked towards the city gate.
"Ah, this devil, he actually destroyed the teleportation circle."
"No, I don't want to stay in this damn place."
"You devil, what good will it do you if you destroy the teleportation circle?"
Hearing all kinds of roars and screams coming from behind, Gu Qing's indifferent face did not waver at all.
The human race is in catastrophe. These monks watch their fellow tribesmen being tortured and killed by foreign tribes for fun, but they are indifferent. Since they can no longer be called human beings, let them fend for themselves in this isolated city.
It has nothing to do with the righteousness of the human race, Gu Qing just acted according to his heart. Gu Qing did not bother to kill these hundreds of monks, and they were not qualified to die under the Immortal-Eating Halberd.
Cold smoke on the city wall.
Gu Qing held a bloody halberd in his hand, and a breeze blew, rippling three thousand thunderbolts. He looked at the bloody land and the sight of human corpses floating on the ground. His face did not waver at all, but blood flashed across his eyes from time to time.
The calamity of the human race and the misery of all sentient beings, the mother and son greatly touched Gu Qing. He asked himself, when he saw the aliens killing the human race, could he really turn a blind eye?
A helpless bitter smile appeared on Gu Qing's face. He originally thought that he had become indifferent and heartless, and that the life and death of the human race had nothing to do with him. But when he saw the mother and son dying in front of him, he finally knew that he could not ignore it.
Now that he has found his true heart, Gu Qing will not sit idly by and ignore the aliens who want to kill him, as well as the major sects. There is no right or wrong, he just acts according to his true heart and is worthy of his heart.
Three days passed quickly, and the monks in the city were in panic. They wanted to leave Hanyan City, but they were afraid of meeting people from hundreds of tribes in the wilderness. They refused to leave Hanyan City. Many people from the Golden Eagle Tribe were killed by the devil.
How can the Golden Eagle Clan just let it go?
During the hesitation, something happened that worried many monks.
The ground shook, birds neighed, and the invisible golden eagle soldiers were crossing the border like locusts, coming from afar towards Hanyan City. Wherever they passed, life was extinct, and nothing could grow, which highlighted their golden eagles.
The majesty of the clan.
When many human monks discovered it, they tried to escape, but it was already too late.
Gu Qing was on top of the city tower, looking condescendingly at the approaching Golden Eagle Clan army, a look of ferocity and cruelty appearing on his indifferent face.
"stop!"
After the roar that shook the world, the 100,000 Golden Eagle Clan army stopped.
In the center of the army, a man from the Golden Eagle Clan, two feet tall, with a broad build and golden hair was seen. He was obviously the leader of this army of 100,000 people.
Looking at Gu Qing on the tower, the man's expression froze, and he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
"Hey, who are you? Where are the warriors of my Golden Eagle Clan?" Like thunder exploding, like waves rolling over the clouds, this man's voice was strong and majestic, and a violent aura appeared all over his body. The phantom of a thousand-foot golden eagle appeared in the sky, making people feel
At first glance, it looks terrifying.
"Half step to becoming a god."
Looking at the Golden Eagle Clan monk who was in the center of the army, Gu Qing's mouth curled up with a hint of teasing. Thunder light flashed around him, and the crackling sound was like a thundercloud coming into the world, causing the Golden Eagle Clan to turn into a god in half a step.
The strong man had a look of surprise in his eyes.
A shrill and tragic scream resounded through the void, a ten-foot-long bloody ball suddenly appeared in his hand, and thousands of blood souls screamed continuously, making the world feel like falling into the Nine Nether Purgatory. Gu Qing's mouth evoked a hint of amusement,
He casually hit the ten-foot-long bloody ball into the void.
Bloody light illuminated the heaven and earth, and shrill wails penetrated the clouds.
Looking into the blood-colored ball, the blood-souls of the clansmen screamed, one hundred thousand golden eagles roared violently, and the murderous aura around them was like clouds rolling into the sky, shrouding Gu Qing's body.
"Human monk, how dare you kill my Golden Eagle clansman." The leader of the Golden Eagle had a cold expression on his face, looking at Gu Qing on the tower, his eyes flashing with golden light, and his pale golden pupils kept turning, looking fierce.
Hundreds of monks in the city gathered together. Their bodies were trembling. They looked at the Golden Eagle Clan army outside the city and then at Gu Qing on the city tower. Their eyes showed great resentment.
"This guy is just looking for death. Who does he think he is? How dare he confront the Golden Eagle Clan army?"
"This bastard, it doesn't matter if he dies, he still brings trouble to us, let's die here with him."
"Idiot-like thing, self-righteous human race, simple-minded, hot-blooded, nothing will be left after death. It won't be long before he will be brutally killed by the Golden Eagle Clan army."
"Everyone, don't worry about his life or death now. We must leave this city as soon as possible in order to have a chance of survival."
Various voices of discussion continued, and they seemed to have seen the outcome of Gu Qing's fate. This person would only die and would never be spared.
Unfortunately, many human monks waited for a long time and did not see the Golden Eagle Clan army marching into Hanyan City. The atmosphere outside the city seemed strange and unpredictable, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
Gu Qing stepped into the void and looked down at the army of 100,000 golden eagles. The leader of the golden eagles looked cold but did not take action.
As a strong man among the Golden Eagle Clan, his cultivation has reached the half-step level of becoming a god. He has begun to understand the laws of heaven and earth. He has an intuition beyond instinct for inexplicable dangers.
His intuition told him that the man with blue hair in the void was definitely not easy to mess with. Even though he was half a god, he couldn't see the other person's cultivation level, and the other person gave him a feeling of extreme fear.
He had only experienced this feeling when facing the Holy Son of the Hundred Races. This was the shadow of death, and he was definitely not wrong in sensing it.
"Which sect are you from?" the leader of the Golden Eagle said in a low voice.
"Buzz!"
The great halberd swings, cutting through the void, thousands of miles of fire across the sky, a great halberd pointed at an army of 100,000 golden eagles in the distance, and the wild laughter resounded throughout the sky.