Chapter 73 I'm not as good as hell, who goes to hell
On the way back to Tianfan City, Li Xuan still couldn't calm down. The complicated causes and effects were entangled in his mind like thick and sticky spider webs, making it impossible for him to sort out his thoughts.
At this time, in the Immortal Mansion in the Endless Ice Field, although Li Xuan wanted to go and look for traces of Mo Xiang and Daode Tianzun, he gave up the idea after thinking about it.
Because of the appearance of the Immortal Mansion, there are still many disciples of the Four Families stationed there. Although his master had previously taken action to frighten them, if he went there rashly, it would be difficult for Li Xuan to guarantee that he would be the leader of the Four Families.
He has good character and will not do anything outrageous.
After all, sticking to rules has never had anything to do with cultivators. They only value strength.
In addition, along the way, Li Xuan saw many alien cultivators, wreaking havoc everywhere in the divine grace. Even some remote villages were poisoned, let alone other places.
After taking action several times, and combined with the words of some survivors, Li Xuan finally came to his senses:
Just when I was in the tomb of Liangyi, the divine favor had changed!
The raising of troops by the three sects this time was obviously planned for a long time.
Even he didn't expect that Wanjianmen and Hehuan Sect would hide such terrifying power in private for twenty years.
What's more, behind them, there is Kun Gu, whose strength is currently unknown.
If Kun Gu's cultivation is really as stated in Kun Curse, I am afraid that if Li Xuan alone stands up rashly at this moment, it will be the same as sending him to death.
But why, even the Liuli Sect, which is not controlled by the alien race, is now born to help the devil, and the Heavenly Punishment Dojo, which talks about the suffering of all living beings all day long, has also chosen to hide in the world.
Avoid the chaos of war.
Logically speaking, exterminating demons and defending the Way should be what these sects should do, but in this situation, it seems that they have either chosen to be wise and protect themselves, or they have chosen to help the tyrants do evil. I have never heard of any sect who dares to take the initiative.
Stand up and try to quell the chaos of divine grace.
As a result, the cultivators remain closed-door to themselves, which brings suffering to the vast majority of God's graced people.
Mortals who have never practiced martial arts have absolutely no hope of survival when faced with the attacks of these powerful aliens.
Looking at the ruined villages and towns, looking at the miserable scene of scarlet red fields, Li Xuan seemed to have a nameless anger burning in his heart, and his fists clenched loudly.
"Little master, the purpose of cultivators' cultivation has always been to seek immortality and achieve immortality. Therefore, in the face of unstoppable disasters, it is usually only human nature to protect oneself wisely. I can't blame others. But it's you.
Such a compassionate character will harm you sooner or later..."
After Qi Ling finished speaking, he sighed and said no more.
Li Xuan's eyes were a little erratic, and he glanced at the corpse not far away.
The bodies of countless people are all without exception. They are absorbed by the alien race like withered dead trees. Once such a small place with no cultivators is stationed, once it is found by the alien race, the end is predictable.
Immediately, Li Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes became firmer, and he whispered softly as if talking to himself:
"As human beings, everyone must have their own responsibilities. Perhaps in the eyes of other cultivators, they can ignore the life and death of these ants in sentient beings..."
Li Xuan paused for a moment and murmured:
"If a cultivator achieves enlightenment and only seeks immortality, without caring about the sufferings in the world, even if he becomes an immortal or a saint, what is the difference between this and a stone without emotions?"
After hearing this, Qi Ling's soul couldn't help but froze. He thought for a long time, but didn't choose to speak. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The Buddha's temple says that the six roots are pure and unstained by the world of mortals; the Taoist Temple says that by throwing away the three thousand troubles, one can escape from the world and be at peace; the sect says that the world's affairs can only be achieved by enlightening the mind of the Tao and attaining the fruit of the Tao.
It seems that in the eyes of cultivators all over the world, the consensus is to avoid the world and avoid disasters.
But in Li Xuan's eyes, the existence of a monk is just a world. If he completely loses his compassion for the suffering of the people, even if he becomes a god, he will be nothing more than a tool without any emotion.
In the troubled times of alien races, if I don’t go to hell, who will?
Perhaps, on this road, the most extreme existence is the mysterious "way of heaven"...
At this thought, Li Xuan couldn't help but shake his head, sneered in his heart, and the divine rainbow under his feet became faster again.
As he got closer to Tianfan City, Li Xuan realized that the seriousness of the situation was far worse than he had expected.
In just four days, the entire Divine Grace has changed beyond recognition. Except for a small half of the city that is still resisting desperately, most of the rest have been completely fallen and have been transformed into a dead city by the aliens.
A strong cold wind.
The people of the world, who are singing and dancing in peace, have no idea about the existence of alien races.
In fact, many cultivators, when they saw a foreigner showing their identity as the leader of the Piaomiao City, were suddenly wiped on their necks without any effort.
The leader of the country, Hao Wujiang, led the three sects and wanted to slaughter the entire Shen En!
This news spread quickly as if it had wings.
But in the face of absolutely overwhelming power, their awakening came too late...
Later generations would call this dark time the "Day of Divine Chaos", and all this was recorded in detail in the annals of the Shen'en Xiuzhen Kingdom.
Even the few practitioners who were lucky enough to survive still felt subconsciously numb when recalling this experience.
So that in the future, when people recalled these shocking scenes, their hearts were filled with extremely strong respect for Li Xuan.
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Flying at high speed all the way, until he was still two thousand miles away from Tianfan City, Li Xuan happened to encounter a small group of alien cultivators who were attacking the people of this place.
And here is the Qingshui Village that was affected by the remaining power of the battle between Fang Taiyi and Fengyun Patriarch five days ago.
It was supposed to be a busy autumn harvest afternoon, filled with a peaceful and peaceful scene. The villagers were chatting, raising their heads and drinking sweet well water.
Fu Hao, the only person here who has entered the realm of a warrior, has been frowning. He can only feel that his eyelids are beating wildly, and he has an extremely uneasy premonition in his heart. As time goes by, this inexplicable uneasiness means
It's even more intense.
"Brother Hao, what's wrong with you? What's on your mind?"
Faced with these inquiries, he just smiled bitterly, waved his hands, and said nothing.
While Fu Hao was distracted, he suddenly heard the sound of countless flying divine rainbows rising in the sky, like thunderbolts and lightning. The next moment, he saw dozens of figures very clearly, all of them falling down.
Come down.
So many cultivators flying over the rainbow!
Seeing this, Fu Hao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He vaguely realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the group of cultivators who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Because wisps of black mist are constantly exuding from outside their bodies, emitting an extremely dark and evil negative aura. Obviously, this is not the normal spiritual power fluctuation of cultivators.
Fu Haonai had seen a real cultivator. The scene in front of him seemed to make him subconsciously recall a rumor he had heard about the "ancient alien race".
These things were happened during the martial arts competition, when I accidentally overheard the conversation between several cultivators from the sect. Could it be that the group of cultivators in front of me at this moment are all aliens who kill without batting an eyelid?
As soon as he thought of this, Fu Hao's heart trembled violently, and he quickly strode forward, cupped his hands, suppressed the trembling of his body, and said with great respect:
"I wonder what the immortals did when they first came here?"
"What are you doing?" After hearing this, the leader of a foreign cultivator raised his eyebrows slightly, with a cold look on his face, and said lightly to the cultivators around him:
"Do it, don't leave anyone alive..."
Bang bang bang bang~
The wailing and fleeing villagers still couldn't cover up the dull sound of broken flesh. With their strength, facing so many alien cultivators, there was no hope at all.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Li Xuan's pupils shrank, and his whole person turned into a stream of light, suddenly descending on the field, standing in front of a dozen villagers who were lucky enough to survive, blocking the alien cultivators.
the way to go.
Thirty alien cultivators arrived here. In just five days, they had devoured the life energy of nearly ten thousand people. As their cultivation level skyrocketed, they had an incomparable sense of their own strength.
of confidence.
Therefore, when they saw Li Xuan appearing out of thin air, they all still laughed and roared with excitement, loudly saying:
"Head, this young man is finally a cultivator. The life energy of just one cultivator in the realm of spiritual connection is at least worth the energy of tens of thousands of mortals."
As Li Xuan, who is at the pinnacle of the divine martial realm, if he wants to hide the fluctuations in his cultivation in front of them, these aliens will not be able to detect it at all.
After hearing this, Li Xuan didn't pay attention to their Hua Yun. He just glanced back and looked at the dozens of people who were lucky enough to be still alive. Then, he gently shook his head and sighed.
Just as Qi Ling said, his compassionate heart
I have always had no way to change my attitude, and more importantly, I don’t want to change it.
At that moment, Li Xuan felt a surge of murderous aura gradually filling his heart, and there was a hint of boiling in his originally bright and clear eyes.
At this time, one of the foreign cultivators on the opposite side walked out, poked Li Xuan's nose with his finger, and said somewhat gloomily:
"Boy, tell me your name, and I, Mo Tian, will make sure you die happily!"
"Mo Tian...so you are a cultivator of the Hehuan Sect?"
Li Xuan's tone was a little cold, and he asked lightly. There was a murderous intention that had been suppressed for a long time in his words.
After hearing this, Mo Tian's whole figure froze, and his heart trembled suddenly. He suddenly realized that the cultivator in front of him was indeed a bit unfamiliar, but there were many companions here, so this cultivator in the realm of divine connection must not be able to stir up trouble.
What storm is coming?
However, Li Xuan's move of pointing out Mo Tian's identity still aroused the caution of this group of aliens. Under each other's glances, they formed a semi-arc shape and slowly pushed towards Li Xuan.
After snorting, he simultaneously launched an attack on Baoqi.
咻咻咻~
For a moment, there were countless jet-black light pillars in the sky, all shooting towards Li Xuan, exuding a terrifying and infiltrating aura.
"No!"
At this moment, several villagers from Qingshui Village who had been rescued by Li Xuan couldn't help but cover their eyes and quickly reminded them.
Fu Hao, who was seriously injured and dying, had bloodshot eyes constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and closed his eyes in despair:
The young cultivator in front of him died without even a chance to resist. He could already predict the tragic scene after Qingshui Village...
Boom~
Countless air waves swept across, surging back and forth in mid-air, and the dark evil spiritual power densely covered Li Xuan's figure, constantly making ear-numbing collision sounds.
Just when Mo Tian's face showed a cruel look, a calm and calm voice came to the ears of each of the foreign cultivators:
"You are so weak, alien ants..."
This incident caused the ferocious smiles on the faces of the leading alien cultivators to freeze. At this moment, they realized very clearly:
These attacks of mine did not leave any injuries on the young man in front of me at all!?!
Gradually, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Li Xuan was still standing there, motionless, staring blankly at the scene of the villagers lying dead around him, his eyes were red, he took a deep breath, and suppressed the emotions in his heart.
Holding the Piaoyu Sword in his right hand, he pointed at Mo Tian from a distance and said:
"I'll send you to hell..."
After hearing these words that sounded like judgment, extreme fear immediately appeared on the faces of these foreign cultivators. They wailed several times in succession before turning around and fleeing from here.
However, these actions are destined to be in vain in front of Li Xuan.
I saw Li Xuan wave his hand gently, and saw the blue sword light rippling like water waves, setting off layers of ripples, and even the space seemed to be moving with the rhythm. No matter how hard these aliens struggled to escape, it was all to no avail.
of.
The vast water curtain of sword light blocked all their retreats. Amidst heart-wrenching screams, these aliens were chopped into wisps of black smoke under the Piaoyu sword, and completely disappeared in the sky.
Between heaven and earth, there was only a trembling Mo Tian.
As if he had seen something extremely terrifying, he held his head in his hands and kept knocking on the ground:
"Sir, please spare me... spare my life..."
"Tell me, where did your Kungu go? Say..."
"I said, can you give me my life in exchange? They are going to Tianfan City... No, spare!"
Before Mo Tian finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck and the body fell to the ground separately.
The only thing that responded to him was Li Xuan's stunning sword light.
Seeing the strength displayed by Li Xuan, the trembling villagers suddenly froze. The next moment, as if they had a tacit understanding, they knelt down to Li Xuan one after another and thanked him with tears in their eyes.
But seeing this scene made Li Xuan feel even more sad.