Somewhere in the desolate place of the Demonic Star Abyss, there are gusts of cold wind, endless whimpering, weeping, and rolling sand and dust that looks like brown, which is weird and eerie, revealing evil intentions and unknowns!
A group of strong demons were passing by this place, and many people with lower cultivation levels trembled and involuntarily avoided that place.
"Hey, where is this place and why is it so desolate and gloomy?"
A young demon suppressed his anxiety and asked curiously.
"Shh, keep your voice down, this is the clan territory of Tribe A!"
One of them seemed to be quite familiar with this place. After thinking about it, he lowered his voice as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.
"What are you afraid of? Wasn't Tribe A exterminated hundreds of years ago?"
Some people pretended to be disdainful, but their eyes shrank, obviously not as relaxed as they appeared.
"Humph, what do you know? If you don't believe me, ask the fish guy. Anyway, this place is so tight. If it weren't for a clan mission, I wouldn't want to take this road even if I were killed!"
The demon strong man shouted coldly.
"That's true. Tribe A, because of its back armor, its bloodline talent condensed in it, and its innate ability to control and cross water, was exploited by the upper tribe for many years. In the end, it couldn't bear the harassment, and secretly turned to another grand duke-level tribe.
Seek refuge!”
Seeing everyone watching, an old demon man with a vicissitudes of life shook his head and sighed, "Hey, it's a pity that the other side is not good either. The result was a tragedy. In the end, the two superiors divided the A tribe!"
"Yu Man, I heard that people of Tribe A, no matter men, women, old or young, were skinned alive in their ancestral land. They screamed for three days and three nights, and their blood flowed like rivers. No one dares to go there until now.
There?"
A young demon clan member said with fear on his face.
When the others heard this, their expressions also changed drastically. Some were holding on, but their eyes flickered, betraying them.
"What a tragedy!"
The fish man shook his head and did not continue.
Although he is the oldest among the people, he has never experienced that tragic incident. However, he grew up listening to the stories told by the elders of the clan, and it has always been a shadow of his childhood.
Even now, he is unwilling to take this road if it is not necessary, but who would let this place be the closest.
"Let's go quickly. This is an ominous place. No matter whether the legend is true or not, I would rather believe it than believe it and don't get into trouble!"
The fish man waved his hand and signaled the team to speed up.
"Fishman, what's going on?"
Suddenly, a demon clan member shouted in a trembling voice.
Everyone heard the sound and ran away, but they all held their breath in shock. Their faces gradually turned pale and their eyes looked frightened.
Whoosh!
The original whimpering sound of the wind now turned into something like an eternal sleeping evil waking up, letting out a rough whistling roar, sweeping across the surrounding sky, and endless brown dust billowing up.
According to legend, the flesh and blood of the A tribe melted into the ground and stained the land. Even after hundreds of years, the color did not change.
I can still smell the fishy smell to this day!
The people of the demon clan have never been taboo about killing, and are very familiar with the smell of blood. They all sense that the air is filled with an astonishing fishy smell, which is the lingering smell of rotten flesh and blood!
Moreover, it is getting stronger and stronger, and it is almost disgusting!
Buzz!
I don't know when, in the brown sandstorm that filled the sky, a red-blue light pillar rose up, like a treasure light, attracting all living creatures within hundreds of miles.
Although the sudden change in weather makes people frightened, the precious light inside attracts people's hearts and makes many people fall in love with it.
"Could it be that a valuable treasure was born in Tribe A?"
"Maybe it's true. It's said that Tribe A got the treasure back then but refused to hand it over, which led to the genocide!"
"It's very possible that the two superiors didn't find the treasure and were furious, but they didn't want the treasure to be born today!"
Many young demons made up their own minds. They had listened to too many stories and biographies, and thought of the various benefits of obtaining the treasure. They could not help but breathe heavily, their heartbeats accelerated, and even the sudden cold weather made them feel less afraid.
The fish man tried to persuade him, but the treasure was so attractive, especially the exorbitant taxes and taxes that had increased year after year, that the tribe was already overwhelmed.
If you can find a legendary treasure, even if you can't keep it for your own use, it would be good to hand it over to the higher-ups in exchange for protection and tax exemptions.
In the end, Yu Lao couldn't stand the persuasion of everyone and decided to lead the team there.
It's not that far anyway, and every trip would only take up to half a day's journey.
Of course, not all of them had expired, and something unexpected might happen. Yu Lao personally led the team, leaving a clansman with a steady personality to lead and guard the team, and hurried to where the light pillar was.
But the further they went in, the colder the air became, and there was a strange force that constantly affected their minds.
Vaguely, it seemed that countless people's cries were ringing in my ears, which was unbearable.
Even if you cover your ears, you can still hear it, as if it is ringing directly from the bottom of your heart. Gradually, some people can't hold it anymore and scream loudly.
The fish man wanted to lead people back, but when he got here, he could only separate one person. He took the people who were obviously unable to hold on and went back first, while he led the team and continued forward.
Just like this, in less than half an hour, there were only a few people left in the originally small team.
At this time, the fish guy no longer had any thoughts of going deeper and finding the treasure. He just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.
But he couldn't do it. Even if his intestines were blue with regret, he still couldn't control his own feet.
It's useless to pray to gods and worship Buddha. There are no gods or Buddhas in Demon Star Tianyuan, and it's useless to have the heroic spirits of his ancestors. This place has been shrouded in a special power, completely isolating his prayers.
Not to mention, even if you hear it, it may not work.
Rumble!
Yin evil smoke pillars rose into the sky, penetrating directly into people's hearts, and their spirits and spirits felt as if the extremely cold wind was blowing across thousands of miles in an instant.
"No……"
The fish man's heart was shaking wildly, his eyes were frightened, and he screamed in despair.
"roar……"
Vaguely, a ferocious and terrifying shadow could be seen rising up, emitting a terrifying roar that was deafening and stirring the sky. Scarlet eyes swept over and stared directly at the fish man.
"Why... why..."
The ancient and desolate, orthodox demon language now reveals unspeakable anger and resentment, as if it hates the injustice of the sky and the injustice of the earth, and questions the heaven and the earth.
The fish man could neither see nor hear anything.
The moment this phantom rose up, the cold air between heaven and earth surged, instantly causing his mind to go insane, and his energy and spirit collapsed into the terrifying resentment, becoming the fuel to fuel his power.
"roar……"
The terrifying roar that was not human-like shook the sky, and the evil energy spread, and no living thing within a thousand miles was spared.
Even though the team was far away, they still did not escape the disaster. They all paid the price with their lives in the endless resentment.
Scenes like this continue to appear throughout the Demon Star Abyss, in some desolate and dilapidated places where even tribes survive.
Examples Demon Star Tianyuan has countless history, and countless tribes have been destroyed in the long history. Among them, there are even tribes that were not weaker than the five royal families.
Especially for the hunting conference that is held once in a hundred years by the top leaders of the demon clan, it is unknown how many tribes will be destroyed.
But today, almost at the same time, no more, no less, exactly seventy-two altars that had extinguished the sacrificial bonfires rekindled the fire.
But the color of the firelight was a human red-grey, with an evil and sinister look to it.
The awakened ancestral spirits of each tribe no longer bless the tribe, but become angry.
Your tribe is gone, your people are extinct, your bloodline is cut off, your inheritance is gone, no one will worship you anymore, and you will completely disappear in the long river of history.
The ancestors are angry and resentful. They fight for the demons, but the tribe ends up like this. How unfair is God?
Although I don't know what power awakened them, and simple intelligence cannot think so much, but one thing is very clear, they want to leave the last thing in the world to prove their existence.
The witness is where the inspiration touches, the death of countless creatures!
…
Outside Luyuan City, Wu Ming was wearing a cloak and leaning on a snake-shaped crutch, standing in front of the hillside, looking at Luyuan City that was filled with resentment.
With a calm expression, he seemed to have foreseen that this glorious city would emit its last remaining heat.
"The Grudge of the Great Moro seems to be more effective than expected!"
Wu Ming rubbed his chin and drooped his eyelids. He did not feel any discomfort at all because of the tragic deaths of countless creatures. "That's right, the lower classes of the demon clan are raised like pigs. Even if ordinary beasts are imprisoned and tortured, they will develop resentment, let alone have intelligence."
of demons.
After so many years, the resentment scattered in this world has probably accumulated to an extremely terrifying level.
As long as you use it a little bit, it will explode like a fire cooking oil, with a bang!"
This is indeed his handiwork!
The secret technique obtained from the inheritance of the inner demon, the secret technique at the same level as the bloodline secret spell, even in the early years of the ancient Demon Star Tianyuan, it was as terrifying as the forbidden curse.
The Silver Snake witnessed with his own eyes how the tribe that had inherited this secret curse talent was destroyed by the Ziyue Royal Family.
In fact, I even participated a little bit and got a lot of benefits.
The Grudge of Damaro is one of them.
This curse can be feared by the Ziyue royal family, which shows how terrifying it is.
It's a pity that things have changed and no one remembers that the terrifying secret spell that disappeared in the long river of history will be used again.
Wu Ming also took advantage of the loophole, and he did not expect that things would go so smoothly.
Those tribal ruins that were destroyed were not occupied by many people at all, and some were even destroyed again not long after they were occupied.
All you need to do is control the remaining escaped slaves of the tribe with the inner demon secrets, follow the instructions, and sacrifice their lives.
Just like those demons in Luyuan City, hatred has long blinded their eyes. As long as they can take revenge, they will not hesitate to sacrifice their lives!
"Let's go!"
Wu Ming looked at it for a while, then felt uninterested and paused for a moment with the crutch in his hand.
"yes!"
Yuan Feng bent down and carried Wu Ming on his back, using his body as a semi-holy demon king as his mount. He felt no discomfort at all and did not feel there was anything wrong with killing so many of his companions.
God's arrangements are all correct. The mandala covering Luyuan City and in full bloom is the best proof.
That is the will of Wutian Demon Ancestor!
Using the name of the Demon Ancestor would make it easier for the Demon Clan to accept it, and Wu Ming didn't care about any taboos.
After taking a deep look at the few figures escaping from the city, Wu Ming smiled evilly, ignored them, and walked away.
You cannot stay in the land of right and wrong for long.
Later, the Saint of the Evil Shadow Sect might come!