As the sun began to set, it only took a very short time for Elder Red Ghost and Elder Blue Ghost to rush over with thirteen people who were tied up. It is worth mentioning that the thirteen people who were tied up,
Unexpectedly, without exception, all of them are young women.
The clothes on the woman's body should all be newly changed. She is wearing the same green gauze dress, with the same aqua blue ribbon tied around her waist. She is walking lightly, and her graceful figure under the gauze is glowing under the blood red of the setting sun.
Faintly visible... the same blood red, and whip marks on the woman's jade-like skin...
The two elders came with smiles on their faces, so the women also tried their best to smile. But no matter how glamorous and attractive their clothes were at the moment, they could not hide the deep fear and sadness in their eyes...
Shen Lang's face slowly darkened and he sneered: "Why are they all young women?"
"Lord Holy Son..." Elder Lan Gui took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something, but was frightened into silence by Shen Lang's cold eyes.
"I said before that everyone who was arrested must be seen. No one should be left behind. Don't you understand?" Shen Lang looked at Elder Honggui.
"Indeed, there are not many of them." Elder Red Ghost said.
"Then why are they all women? And you specially asked them to freshen up and dress up?" Shen Lang sneered: "You think I'm very perverted? And easy to fool?"
"Don't dare! There are really not a lot of people in jail, and they are all here." Elder Red Ghost's expression changed: "As for dressing up, the main reason is because they are afraid that they will dirty the place here, the Holy Son, so
I specially asked them to wash themselves and change into clean clothes."
"Don't you understand what I mean? Haven't you ever arrested a man? Are you sure there are too many of them?" Shen Lang asked with a sneer.
"There are still sixty monks who have been killed." Elder Red Ghost said: "They died a few days ago. When Lord Soul Eater practices, he needs to sacrifice the blood of monks to swallow the souls of six hundred thousand mortals. And this
Thirteen young and beautiful female monks are to be used for other purposes..."
Halfway through his words, the red ghost suddenly stopped because he discovered that in an instant, the energy in Shen Lang's body had undergone very subtle changes, and the air in the room suddenly seemed to solidify.
Six hundred thousand souls? Those are six hundred thousand people with flesh and blood, feelings, relatives, and parents. They are all living people! Killing six hundred thousand people is not a fight, a fight, or a war, but an inhumane massacre.
!
Even wild beasts do not feed on their own kind. They can use the blood of sixty monks as a guide, and then swallow six hundred thousand souls to practice... How can this still be practice? It is simply cannibalism!
In an instant, even with Shen Lang's ruthlessness and calmness, he could not suppress a strong hatred towards the Soul-eating Old Demon. "How could there be such an evil technique in the world? How could there be such a beast?
Someone who is inferior?"
"Lord Holy Son, it seems that he attaches great importance to mortals? He also dislikes the methods of the Demon Sect? So now Lord Holy Son is very angry?" Lan Gui seemed to have seen some clues and sneered: "Moreover, so far, my subordinates are
I can’t understand why the Holy Son must see these innocent people.”
What kind of existence is the Demon Sect? It kills people like crazy and is extremely ruthless. It seems to represent an extreme darkness in the world.
But the majestic Holy Son of the Demon Sect, who is like a prince of darkness, actually pays attention to mortals? And he also deliberately wants to see the innocent people captured in Black Wind Village?
Eyes suddenly fell on Shen Lang, seemingly confused or even doubtful, because Shen Lang's behavior at this moment did not look like the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.
Xia Qianjie pulled Shen Lang's sleeve nervously, her eyes full of worry. She was worried that Shen Lang would be impulsive, and she was even more worried that Shen Lang's identity would be exposed.
But Shen Lang, who was always calm and shrewd, ignored Xia Qianjie's reminder at all. Instead, his expression became colder and colder, with no intention of concealing his anger.
Shen Lang didn't know what kind of existence the Demonic Path was. Shen Lang also didn't know what roles the other demon sect figures in the Holy Land should play.
But Shen Lang had the chance to learn some of the wonders of the Demon Sect's skills from the dream brought by the Demon Bones.
The Great Way is only for me, no matter whether it is Taoism or Buddha, one mind is the foundation, and freedom lies in me.
If you fight without fighting and get what you can't get, if you ask me what my name is, I call it a devil.
Competing for other people's lives to practice cultivation, is this still fighting without fighting? Devouring 600,000 mortal souls to improve cultivation, is this still something that cannot be achieved?
Although Shen Lang has never really practiced the supreme magic power in the demon bone, he can still feel that the orthodox demon sect's cultivation method should have an unruly attitude that defies the world, and pursues the freedom of oneself and the transcendence of the world.
Carefree.
Therefore, the so-called path of demonic cultivation is the path of great freedom and freedom.
And if he is now the Holy Son of the Demon Sect and practices this kind of demonic skill, what kind of person should he be?
Hiding his anger? He is the overbearing and egotistical Holy Son of the Demon Sect, why should he hide it?
"Haha, so what you just said was to test me? Do you think I shouldn't see these people, and there is no reason to see these people?" Shen Lang's smile became even colder.
Blue Ghost's heart suddenly trembled, and he instantly felt a strong sense of crisis. It was an extremely strong and unabashed murderous intention.
Moreover, with this strong killing intent, Blue Ghost finally realized a problem. Although the Holy Son in front of him was weak in cultivation, he was definitely not a being who could be easily provoked. It was not just the Holy Son's identity that did not allow provocation.
, the strength of the Holy Son also does not allow for provocation. Not to mention anything else, just a magic talisman is enough to kill him and the red ghost.
"I don't dare." Lan Gui's tone softened by three points: "The Holy Son has lived in the Holy Land for a long time, and the exercises he practices are of course the most orthodox and noble. I just want to remind the Holy Son that now the righteous path is prosperous, and the evil path has been suppressed for many years.
, the saint son must not have the benevolence of a woman, what the spiritual world strives for is strength after all, and has nothing to do with good or evil. Moreover, although my lineage of Guiming Sect is not orthodox of the demonic path, the techniques that can be practiced are ultimately derived from the holy land of the demonic path.
, is part of the devil’s path.”
"I don't need your reminder." Shen Lang smiled lightly and said, "At the same time, I would like to remind you a few words."
"First of all, you have no control over whether I am a womanly person or not. Why do I want to see these innocent people in front of me? Whether I want to stay in bed and play with them, or whether I want to ask them some questions, you have no control over these. I don't care.
There’s no need to explain it to you.”
"Secondly, I don't care what kind of skills your Guiming Sect practices. I don't care what kind of things you usually do. However, since you know that the Guiming Sect is a part of the devil's path, it is best to
It’s better to be more restrained. At the very least, you should know what you should do and what shouldn’t be done, and be able to distinguish between what is big and what is small. Don’t miss the big things in the Holy Land because of your own trivial matters.”
Shen Lang's words were very vague. It didn't seem to have a very precise meaning, but he copied the words of the saint on Sheephorn Peak that day.
Moreover, he was very sure that this sentence should be very useful. Because after the saint said this sentence, she directly judged the soul-eating old devil: "I only care about improving my own cultivation. I am short-sighted and do not understand the overall situation. I will let it go."
It will fend for itself."
As expected, after hearing these words, the expressions of Blue Ghost and Red Ghost suddenly changed, and even their breathing became rapid.
"Finally! The last thing that should happen is that you lied to me." Shen Lang looked at the nervous expressions of the two of them and said coldly: "Are you sure you brought everyone here?"
"Holy Son..." The red ghost looked struggling and hesitated to speak.
Cold sweat broke out on Blue Ghost's forehead, as if he was tightening the last string.
"For example, you brought a little girl here who is seven or eight years old." Shen Lang said.