The moment these gray vitality poured into the Demon Sect's body, a palpitating and disgusting aura of death emitted from the Demon Sect's body.
In the perception of everyone else in this fleet, the vitality that escaped from the body of this Zhongzhou Army general after his death became fresh nutrients that penetrated into the flesh and blood of the Demon Sect, nourishing the Demon Sect's body.
However, what everyone didn't know was that after these gray vitality poured into Mo Zong's body, waves rolled up in the depths of Mo Zong's Qi sea, and a black fish jumped out of the turbid waves. This black fish
He swallowed all the gray energy in one gulp, and then quickly sank into the depths of the Demon Sect's sea of energy.
As it sank, several air masses floated up from the depths of the air sea and exploded.
The palpitating and disgusting smell of death comes from these air masses.
Several sharp scoldings sounded, and a flying sword and three figures flew from another boat at the same time, attacking the Demon Sect.
These people all know that they cannot pose any substantial threat to the Demon Sect, but in the face of the death of their brothers and sisters, they are not afraid of death.
Mo Zong smiled slightly.
He extended his hand.
A gray energy flowed out from between his palms and landed on the flying sword.
The light of the flying sword instantly became brighter, but it no longer belonged to its original owner.
The Demon Sect snatched the flying sword as quickly as he reached out and became the master of the flying sword.
Or to be more precise, he became the short-term master of this flying sword.
Because this flying sword is not worthy of him, he doesn't need this flying sword at all.
The sword light ruthlessly passed over the bodies of the three figures, then flew back and pierced the body of the original owner.
Puff puff puff puff…..
Large clouds of warm blood mist exploded on the river. In the blood mist, the fresh vitality with the aura of death quickly condensed into gray air currents in the air, whistling towards the Demon Sect's body.
"Don't die again!"
"Enough!"
Two screams sounded almost at the same time.
It took a cultivator several breaths to control the trembling of his body. He bowed slightly to the Demon Sect and said, "We will no longer lack etiquette or neglect towards you. But.
Please also understand that it is not that we are afraid of death."
"Is this the so-called taking care of the overall situation?"
Mo Zong laughed. He looked at the practitioner who stood up and the other people who were feeling humiliated on the other ships, and said: "So you should understand that when I came back here from the Northern Wei Dynasty, I have nothing left.
You are not afraid of death, but you have to worry about the life and death of your family. You are not afraid of death, but you have to worry about the relationship between the emperor and the empress dowager. If you are rude to me, I will kill you all.
The Empress Dowager can also give sufficient reasons in front of the Emperor. If you are polite to me, I will still kill you. The Emperor cannot bear it. He and the Empress Dowager cannot get along, and your Southern Dynasty will be in trouble again. So you... In fact, I
You can kill if you want, no matter how you kill. So do you just need to be polite in front of me?"
Suddenly there was more sound of water on the river.
Because all the boats were trembling and making the sound of water.
Except for Mo Zong himself, everyone on the ship was trying their best to control their emotions, but they still couldn't control the trembling of their bodies.
"I want to eat fish, the kind of big fish from Xiuqian that is deep-fried and then grilled with sauce."
Mo Zong's face returned to absolute calm. He said this lightly, then closed his eyes to rest.
He knew that from now on, these people would never dare to disobey his orders again.
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The sound of horse hooves sounded in the silent streets, as fast as a shower.
Those hard stone roads seemed to be broken under the sound of horse hooves.
Everyone in the town who had fallen asleep woke up to the sound of horse hooves.
Soon it was discovered that all exits from the town had been blocked.
This place is not far from Jiankang, so it is impossible for them to be horse thieves, and the soldiers wearing them are obviously the armors of the Zhongzhou Army.
It's just that these Zhongzhou troops are not here to capture any thieves.
After blocking all exits, the Zhongzhou Army began to charge towards the enemy formation, charging towards the center of the town and starting to kill people.
Regardless of women or children, the sergeants of this Zhongzhou Army did not spare any living person, but silently killed all living people in the town.
Countless cries rang out.
"Why?"
"What did we do?"
"Why are you killing people!"
At the southern end of the town, the three generals looked silently at the town bathed in blood. They were as motionless as if they had been poured with iron juice and then frozen.
They are the executors of this massacre tonight, but they cannot answer the questions these people asked before they died.
They had no idea why they wanted to massacre the civilians in this town.
In a small town, there was an old tailor who was blind in one eye.
He had already woken up before this Zhongzhou army arrived.
It took him a few breaths to judge what was going to happen next, then he opened the window and looked north quietly for a moment.
That's where his hometown is.
There are many people like him from the Northern Wei Dynasty who came to the Southern Dynasty many years ago. They lived in the Southern Dynasty for many years and gradually integrated into the life of the Southern Dynasty and into the streets here. However, they always kept their mission in mind and always
I want to return to my hometown one day.
They have been waiting for the day when the Northern Wei Dynasty defeated the Southern Dynasty. They knew that their names would not appear in many stories and history books of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but they would still feel glorious because they knew that the victory of the Northern Wei Dynasty was due to their loyal efforts.
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Even if the Zhongli battle fails, they still have some hope in their hidden hearts.
However, their once beloved Lord Demon Sect came.
Their once beloved Lord Mo Zong left the Northern Wei Dynasty and came to the Southern Dynasty.
Master Mozong doesn't know how the intricate dark network of the Northern Wei Dynasty operates. It is impossible to know how an ordinary person like him can collect some reliable military information and then send it to the Northern Wei Dynasty as quickly as possible.
It is probably impossible for a person like him to know that a lot of terrible military information comes from the gossip of some neighbors.
It’s just that Master Mo Zong knows where military information is transmitted and transferred.
But he never thought that the Demon Sect would use such a method to completely tear up the military intelligence network of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
So this is his final fate.
He will soon die in a foreign land, unable to return to his hometown.
Master Mo Zong's methods also made him understand that in the near future, the Northern Wei Dynasty they were fighting for would no longer exist.
Tears began to flow from his intact eye.
But he was still loyal to his mission, and he ignited everything that might expose his identity and burned it all to ashes.
Then he huddled in the corner of the bed like those ordinary people from the Southern Dynasties, waiting for the slaughter.