It is present wherever a drop of blood rain falls, it is present wherever a flower from the other side blooms, and its cry is heard every time the underworld tide comes.
If the rain of blood, the flowers of the other shore, and the underworld are manual operations, then the return of souls to the underworld is an assembly line industry. One transparent figure after another flies out of every corpse, out of every injured person, and out of every injured person.
A person affected by Mo Han's Tai Chi heavy sword flew out of his body.
Fly away from the body, fly away from the body, fly to the sky, fly to the cage.
It was as if there was an invisible mansion formed in mid-air, and all the flying souls flew towards the mansion without missing a single one. No one knew where this mansion came from or where it went. No one knew where this mansion was.
It appears every now and then and disappears. It seems as if it has been here forever, as if it will never disappear forever.
Mo Han's courtyard covers an area of 1,500 square meters. At this time, the ground of less than 2,000 square meters is covered with dense corpses. Some corpses are intact, and some corpses are corroded by the rain of blood.
Some of the corpses were not human-like, some were cut into multiple pieces by unknown sharp blades, and some corpses had nothing left behind, turning into a pile of flesh or blood.
The practitioners who turned into flesh or bloody water were all personally cared for by Mo Han holding the Tai Chi heavy sword, while the mutilated corpses were caused by their mass killings in order to snatch treasures from each other.
Beidou Qingyun's previous news was not accurate. There were not just two or three hundred people here, but two or three thousand people. Some of these people had come here before to participate in the Tianlong Competition, and some came from afar to watch the Tianlong Competition.
Among those participating in the competition are some cultivators from various major forces, who are preparing to fish in troubled waters under the guise of seeking information.
No matter what they came here for, as long as they were within this range, they would have turned into cold corpses lying on the ground.
The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the thunder ceased, and the dark night returned to peace. Only the strong smell of blood in the air and the thousands of corpses lying on the ground proved what had happened just now.
The flowers on the other side disappeared quietly between heaven and earth, the rushing Yellow River returned to where it came from, and the invisible mansion seemed to have completely left people's sight, no longer attracting the wandering souls between heaven and earth.
Mo Han's face became paler and paler, and there didn't seem to be any bloodshot eyes all over his body. Only the murderous intent burning in his eyes made the temperature between heaven and earth seem to have dropped a lot.
After landing on the ground, Mo Han's body swayed unnaturally for a few times before he stood still: "Fellow Taoists in the distance, if there is nothing to do tonight, please disperse. I have asked for medical treatment. If you are not willing to disperse,
Then I am willing to accompany you to fight, I just hope that you will be more experienced than the bunch of losers just now."
Although the pouring rain has stopped, the thick lead clouds in mid-air show no sign of dissipating. Instead, they are getting thicker, which seems to indicate that the violent storm tonight has not left here and is about to come again.
Mo Han's current situation is not as bad as they imagined, nor is it as good as they imagined. The energy in his body has been completely exhausted, and now he uses the top-quality Yuan stones in Zhao Kaian's storage bag to quickly restore his consciousness.
It has also been exhausted, but he has no good way to recover, so he can only let his consciousness slowly recover on its own.
After the battle with Zhao Kaian during the day, Mo Han had no time to rest after arranging all the things, so the injuries during the day had begun to gradually worsen. But Mo Han knew that he could not fall, and he could not admit defeat, no matter how exhausted he was now.
, he must hold on, otherwise everything he did during the day and everything he just did will be in vain.
The three major sects of the five major families in the Cambrian Continent, as well as the remaining eight major forces in the Withered Leaf Continent, the people they sent were not within the range of Mo Han's killing just now. They all looked at what happened before from a distance, and also saw Mo Han.
Han's bloody killing. From the bottom of my heart,
They were unwilling to face Mo Han, because Mo Han's ruthless killing had shocked them, and they did not have the courage to fight against Mo Han. But seeing Mo Han's pale face and shaky body, they were shocked.
The greed deep inside bursts out.
There is a thought that has been lingering in their minds: Mo Han is dying, Mo Han is about to die, as long as someone consumes Mo Han's physical strength, Mo Han will fall. As long as Mo Han falls, everything on Mo Han will
The treasure is theirs.
Looking at Mo Han's swaying body, no one dared to provoke Mo Han, and no one dared to step forward. But Mo Han's swaying body was like a candle in the strong wind, which would never be extinguished.
In the end, they did not take action, turned around and left, returned to their respective courtyards, and reported to their master.
The small courtyard where Nangong Glory of Nangong Family is located.
Ma Botao stood respectfully in front of Nangong Honor. In order for the sitting cross-legged Nangong Honor to hear his words, Ma Botao bowed his back very low, almost lower than the sitting Nangong Honor: "Young Master, according to what was just said
According to the news, Mo Han killed everyone who came close to his small courtyard, a total of 2,753 people, not including those without corpses.
Judging from the news returned by the spies, Mo Han did not have time to heal his injuries after the battle with Zhao Kaian during the day. After the battle just now, he had reached the point where he was exhausted. And among the people who died just now, only a few
There are not many Nascent Soul cultivators, the others are below the Nascent Soul stage, and none of the major families suffered any damage."
"Is there any reaction from the major aristocratic families now? Including the swarm of ants in the Dead Leaf Continent."
"All the spies from the major families have just withdrawn, leaving no one behind. Only some people from the Dead Leaf Continent are still there, and there is no response yet. But according to my guess, the major families will take action soon. After the killing begins,
Before, Mo Han revealed two treasures
One of them is the killing blade that is well known in the Dead Leaf Continent, and the other is the nameless treasure Linglong Tower. According to Mo Han, the reason why he was able to strike with a full force in Zhao Kai's safety today and with the power of a full strike in the saint realm
My survival depends on this nameless treasure, the Linglong Tower."
"Okay, you go down first and report to me as soon as you have the latest situation. Although the two treasures are treasures, they are not so easy to get. With his character, how can he easily take things away if he is not fully sure?
Take it out."
The small courtyard where Zhao Kaian of the Zhao family lives.
The small courtyard where Luan Rui lives in the Luan family.
The small courtyard where Hou Ruyi lives.
The small courtyard where Wuxiang Pavilion is located.
The small courtyard where Hua Simeng lives in Yunyan Pavilion.
The small courtyard where Beidou Qingyun of the Beidou family lives.
The same things are happening, and they know everything that happens in the small courtyard where Mo Han lives, even more clearly than Mo Han knows. Because they understand every small detail, every small place, including when Mo Han speaks.
His facial expressions and movements were all deduced by them.
Wang Shun looked at Beidou Qingyun, frowned and asked solemnly: "Master, do we want to support him? According to the current situation, several major families and sects, and even the group of people on the Dead Leaf Continent, will attack him.
Take action. After all, regardless of whether what he said is true or false, a treasure that can withstand a full blow from the Saint Realm cannot be missed."
Beidou Qingyun shook his head: "No, we won't go. We will just watch tonight's big show here. I believe that after this big show is over, some people will not be able to cry."
Except for the Beidou Family and the Bloodthirsty Sect, no other sects in the Cambrian Continent have made a clear decision and are still waiting for the spies' returns. The Bloodthirsty Sect's only human-blood monk who came to the Dead Leaf Continent, at this time
But he was not in his small courtyard, but came to where Mo Han was alone.
"Bloodthirsty Sect, Blood Monk?" Mo Han stood there holding the Tai Chi heavy sword, raised his head slightly, looked at the people walking towards him step by step, and said doubtfully.
"Yes, I am the Blood Monk known as the Bloodthirsty Sect. It seems that the boy from the Beidou family has told you a lot of news, but these are not important. I have only one purpose for coming today, to challenge you."
The Blood Monk was soaked all over, and drops of water mixed with blood were dripping from his blood-red cassock. He wiped his bald head, and the Blood Monk looked at Mo Han and said.
"If you lose, you leave your storage bag, and I will block the intruders for you; if I lose, then I leave your storage bag, turn around and leave, and you block the intruders alone.
"
Mo Han shook his body slightly, and grimaced in pain. It took him a long time to suppress the pain in his body: "I said, everyone who comes here tonight has only one way, and that is to die. Besides, your storage
The bag is mine sooner or later, so why should I bother with it?"
The blood monk shook his head: "Young hero, you are wrong. At this time, why should you still deceive your heart? For people like me, living is more meaningful than death. Besides, your so-called divine punishment does not seem to be enough.
Kill us all, otherwise the young hero won't let Zhao Kai'an go during the day, right?"
"Sooner or later, the storage bag will be yours. You are right. I believe you have the ability to make all our storage bags yours. But the storage bag is dead, and understanding is alive. There are many things
The storage bags cannot be filled. Only when the storage bags are lost can the young hero have a chance to get the things that cannot be contained in the storage bags."
"Really want to fight?"
"Yes, young hero, if you miss tonight, I probably won't have a chance, so I really have to fight, I have to fight, and I have to fight even to the death."
"Then leave your storage bag."
Mo Han stood upright unsteadily, carefully moved his bones, lifted the Tai Chi heavy sword from the ground, and pointed it at the blood monk from a distance.
"Young hero, don't worry. Although what I have done is despicable, I am very trustworthy when it comes to the people I like. You also know that if people like me don't have one or two true friends, they would have become
It’s a pile of withered bones. Of course, I’m not a hypocrite, and I will definitely take advantage of others’ danger, but I will also consider the uninvited guests behind me, so it’s better for the two of us to decide the outcome with one move.”