Lin Mo looked at Gongsun Sheng in front of him who had been swallowed into nothingness by him. He did not start to digest the imprint of his skill at the first time. Instead, he looked at Lin Er and Hei Ancestor and said:
"Untie the shackles of the inner world and erase all traces of the battle. It's time for us to leave."
Heizu and Lin Er nodded, and then the three figures disappeared in a flash. As for this place, it was no different from the past.
Until the bright moon hung high in the sky, dozens of swift figures crossed the border of Sichuan and Sichuan and arrived at the nearest small town.
The leader, Gongsun Po, had already asked the foreign soldiers to form a formation. Even though he knew that these people were their partners, there was a deep disdain in his words.
"Stop, motherfucker, stop it. Your leader has forgotten what he said!"
Immediately, among those figures, a tall coffin bearer walked out. His eyes were extremely dull, like a dead man. His lower lip opened and closed, and he made a strange sound:
"Flying Wolf Gongsun Po among the four great flying generals of the alien race?"
Gongsun Po raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and angrily shouted: "An alien race? You can call my race a saint race or a god race! Do you want to die!"
The body of the man carrying the coffin suddenly stiffened, as if he was talking to Gongsun Po, or to himself: "Although there is an order from above, it only says that we will not be allowed to conflict with you, but now it is you who are the first to provoke."
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If you don’t kill someone, torture it shouldn’t be considered a violation. Yes, yes, yes, just torture it.”
Immediately, the corpse coffin behind him suddenly opened, and a black light shuttled like a shadow under the faint moonlight. After a few breaths, nearly a thousand alien soldiers guarding the town fell to the ground at the same time, and began to cry uncontrollably.
Trembling like crazy.
Gongsun Po looked horrified, and when he was about to fight back, he was also knocked down by the black light.
At this time, among the dozens of people, a man dressed in white walked out slowly. He ignored the nearly a thousand people shivering on the ground, and instead looked at the coffin bearer and said:
"As expected of the seventh-placed Immortal Bronze Corpse on the Earth Ranking, Gongsun Po's strength is not weak even in the True Martial Realm. I didn't expect him to be able to survive even one move in your hands."
The bronze corpse's neck turned stiffly, and his voice was still so weird: "Are you dissatisfied with your ranking on the ranking list? Just because you are only the thirteenth, Mr. Xihua·Zhonglihen."
Zhong Lihen shook his head slightly and said: "I'm just worried about you, Brother Tong. These aliens are arrogant and rebellious, and the instructions given to us from above are to avoid conflicts with them as much as possible.
But now that conflicts have arisen, it seems to me a little difficult to handle."
Then his nose twitched, his brows furrowed, and his figure flashed directly to the depths of the town.
The bronze corpse just glanced at him leaving, and then slowly turned its neck back little by little.
Just at this moment, a terrifying murderous aura erupted from the depths of the town. Zhong Lihen, who was dressed in white and snowy, was holding an indescribable mass of flesh and blood in his hands, with a bloodthirsty murderous intention in his eyes.
According to the records in the list of the Human Realm Association, ranked thirteenth, Mr. Xihua·Zhonglihen, the True Martial Realm is perfect.
Although he was born in the Heavenly Sect of Paradise and was proficient in the secret arts of dual cultivation, he had an extraordinary tolerance and compassion for women. It is said that every woman he had a relationship with was willing to do so.
And he himself has almost no experience in fighting with women, so he is hereby called Mr. Xihua.
Note: It is said that this person hated flower pickers so much that he killed dozens of disciples and three powerful elders within the Paradise Gate.
Then peach petals suddenly fell from the sky. When Bronze Corpse saw this scene, his neck turned stiffly, but he did not take action.
Until those peach petals accurately fell into the eyebrows of every foreign soldier lying on the ground trembling, including Fei Lang Gongsun Po, one of the four great flying generals.
The petals melt away, and the murderous intent is hidden.
After a few breaths, all the alien soldiers, including Gongsun Po, had stopped trembling, because they were all dead at this moment.
The bronze corpse looked at Zhong Lihen, who was walking slowly with his clothes stained with blood, and said, "They are all dead."
Zhong Lihen replied calmly: "Yes, they are all dead, and more will die next."
Bronze Corpse's reaction seemed to be slower, and after a while he said to himself: "Kill! Kill! Interesting! Interesting!"
Then he stretched out his hand and waved Gongsun Po's body, and it flew into the coffin he was carrying. A slightly terrifying chewing sound came from inside, until the whole coffin trembled.
The bronze corpse's stiff facial features seemed to be trying hard to make a smile.
Zhong Lihen took a deep breath and looked at the bronze corpse: "What we did violated the order."
The bronze corpse finally laughed. The laughter was extremely harsh, but his words were much smoother: "Hahaha, order? We are the Eight Nether Kuangxie."
Zhong Lihen nodded, and the two of them walked out of the town step by step.
The dozens of people behind him didn't say a word but just followed the two closely until the bright moonlight finally broke through half of the dark clouds. Under its illumination, the faces of these people showed a greenish-white color.
If you look closely, you can see that their clothes are also different. Some are Taoist robes from the Creation Sect, some are scholar outfits from Haoran Villa, and some are standard outfits from Lujian Mountain.
The coffin that the bronze corpse was carrying suddenly opened a hole, and a black shadow emerged from it and blended into the crowd.
It happened that a ray of moonlight hit the face of this dark figure. The facial features were very familiar, it was Gongsun Po!
In the center of Sichuan and Shu Domain, in a magnificent courtyard.
Yelvxiu, the leader of the foreign race, looked at the high priest aside with a serious expression: "Still not found?"
The high priest was holding an ossuary, with his right index finger deep into it, as if he was groping for something. Then he frowned slightly: "I changed the method. This time I am not investigating Gongsun Sheng's whereabouts, but his life and death."
Seeing this expression, Yelvxiu already understood the result, and saw a terrifying coercion burst out from his body: "Who did it?"
The high priest shook his head slightly: "I can't find it. It's possible that the other party also has a divination expert who blocked the secret, or the person who took action was someone stronger than me.
In short, I recalled the other two evils as soon as possible. After going deep into the Sichuan and Shu regions, I felt a faint uneasiness.
I think we should give it up as soon as possible, control the Tuting Territory and the Sichuan-Shu Territory, and then slowly explore other territories."
Yelvxiu sighed deeply: "It's too late, for some reason the news of the great victory on the front line spread back to the rear, and nearly 90% of the tribes came to Tuting Territory with their families.
In their eyes, the Central Plains is a huge treasure. If they are prevented from staying in these two areas at this time, I am afraid that there will be a riot in our clan soon."
The high priest looked gloomy: "This is the plan of the Central Plains people! Damn it! Someone deliberately exaggerated our results!
It should be the Da Ting Alliance. After all, only Brother Shu Jing has the opportunity to plant spies to guide public opinion in some tribes of our clan!
But there is still a chance, contact the Thousand Corpses God Sect and the Paradise Clan as soon as possible to formally form an alliance!"
Yelv Xiu shook his head resolutely and said: "What about Gongsun Sheng's death? According to the latest news, all the known alliance masters are guarding their respective territories.
Who do you think would be the person who might attack Gongsun Po and have such strength, and who can hide it from your detection by the high priest?
What if they deliberately acted in a low profile before to deceive us into trusting us?
Don’t forget that from the beginning to the end, in the eyes of everyone in the Central Plains, we are all aliens and aliens.”
At the end of the story, there seemed to be a crazy fire burning in Yelvxiu's eyes, and the high priest's face became even more gloomy.