War, the word "cry" means cruelty.ww w.13800100. First release

Jun Hanshang brought the news to the old man Bailu, and the Tianyuan Realm began to boil. He was led by Shenzhou and led by Bailu Academy, and the forces of Yunzhou were the first to start taking action.

The Night Walking Clan is expanding too fast. They don’t need to spend hundreds or thousands of years to cultivate a master. Instead, they just need to take a bite and transform a human master who has been practicing for thousands of years into the Night Walking Clan. They are not afraid of fighting, and even have an extreme paranoid attitude towards fighting.

The war began. At the junction of Xuzhou and Yunzhou, thousands of masters above the base realm collided with each other before the vanguards of the Yexing tribe. After a battle, all the human races involved in the battle fell.

The masters above the six thousand Dao Base Realm only deal with more than three thousand masters of the same level. The final result of the battle was that the three thousand Night Walking Clan turned into four thousand, while all the masters above the six thousand Dao Base Realm of the Human Clan disappeared.

Qin Ying disappeared again, and the Demon God even appeared in person at the beginning of the war, which also means that Qin Ying's beheading operation was completely failed and Qin Ying could not kill the Demon God.

The Yexing tribe did not attack the nearest ice field high ground, but rushed directly to the middle of the Tianyuan Realm. In less than a week, one-third of Yunzhou had begun to fall. Wherever the Yexing tribe passed, it was like a locust, leaving no grass. All human races, regardless of their cultivation, would be poisoned or not.

Ye Yuan's diagnosis, coupled with Wuliangshan's re-diagnosis, has already made everyone know a desperate fact. After being bitten by the Yexing tribe and transformed into the Yexing tribe, there is no possibility of recovering from human body. At the moment of transforming into the Yexing tribe, he was already dead.

Zhongzhou also began to send people to appear, and Muxue Fairyland truly appeared in the eyes of the world for the first time.

At one time, one period of transformation and seven periods of confusion. Thirteen experts in the infant split stage, the foundation of Muxue Fairyland began to show a terrible side.

"Now, except for the ice field highlands and Youzhou in the northwest, the entire northern, northeast and eastern part of the Tianyuan Realm have almost all fallen. One-third of Yunzhou has become a place where the nightclubs are rampant, leaving only Shenzhou, Zhongzhou, and Shenzhou, southern, southwest and western states that have not been affected."

Jun Hanshang whispered to Ye Yuan about the situation that had developed rapidly in these days with lightning speed. Ye Yuan closed his eyes and understood that this was the revenge of the Demon God Lord, because Qin Ying.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan interrupted Jun Hanshang's words: "For those masters, is it really that important to become an immortal? Is it really that much that all the world is full of ants?"

Jun Hanshang opened his mouth but could not answer. Because he already knew that Qin Ying was not the only master of Tianwen’s third realm.

Ye Yuan stood up, took a step and disappeared.

On the border of northern China, Ye Yuan slowly solidified his body, and then he became empty again, flew into the sky and flew towards Yunzhou.

Ye Yuan appeared in the eastern part of Yunzhou in a white robe. Now, the eastern part of Yunzhou has been almost completely occupied by the Yexing tribe. All the monks began to retreat to the west.

Stepping into the chaotic place where the human monks and the Night Walking Clan fought, Ye Yuan would occasionally see injured monks retreating, and rays of escape light flashed in the sky.

Seeing all this, Ye Yuan suddenly felt quiet in his heart, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He seemed to feel that the soul witch was originally born in this environment.

In the past life, there was no danger of survival on earth. Human beings were at the top of the biological chain. Few people practiced. The inheritance of the soul witch was like garbage. However, no one got it, and no one was recognized by worrying about the world before the world, but a person who pursued power received this inheritance.

Ye Yuan pursues power, any way, doctor, soul witch, law.

He just watched the monks fly by with their companions, all of whom were in pain, and those monks who could see at a glance were bitten but were unwilling to turn into the Yexing tribe and commit suicide.

Ye Yuan's heart was peaceful, without anger or pain, as if a dead person would not let him feel anything. It seemed that this should have been because the death of these people had no help with Ye Yuan's pursuit.

Ye Yuan promised the old man Bai Lu to deal with the Yexing tribe, just because of the transaction.

Ye Yuan stood there with his eyes closed, quietly feeling the information spreading in the air, in chaos.

Resentment, anger, cruelty, pleasure, killing, coldness...

Watching like an outsider and feeling these things, Ye Yuan suddenly felt a feeling that he didn't know.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the front: "Fellow Taoist in front, but doctor? Someone here is injured!"

A loud shout made Ye Yuan come to his senses. A man covered in blood was flying with a compass-like magic weapon flying all over his body. The man floated in the air and looked at Ye Yuan with anxious inquiries in his eyes.

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "That's right, where is the injured?"

The man heard Ye Yuan’s answer and immediately flew down and said, “Doctor, come with me quickly, it’s very dangerous here.”

Ye Yuan showed a hint of surprise and said, "Where is the injured?"

The man glanced at the escape light flying from afar and said, "Doctor, this place is very dangerous. I will take you out of here first and talk about it later! All the wounded were sent to the rear!"

At this moment, Ye Yuan had already seen that among the lights flying, there were a monk who was slightly injured and could fly away, and he led a monk who was seriously injured to flew to the rear.

Ye Yuan pointed to the escape lights and said, "Three of them can't stand back."

The man's face darkened and said, "There is no way. The Yexing tribe has already attacked here. We must first protect the safety of the doctor. If a doctor falls, more people may fall. There is a serious shortage of doctors. Doctors, don't say so many, hurry up and leave!"

"Gaga...Look at what I saw, there is another fresh blood food."

"This is mine. None of you can grab it. It seems that he is still a doctor. Should we leave a doctor to treat our injuries? There was a guy who was so angry just now. I haven't recovered yet..."

"Does we want a doctor useful?"

"It's useful. Some monks' powers are very annoying and cannot be recovered for a long time."

"Okay, but I have to bite him. I want to turn him into my bloodborne and waste a drop of my original blood!"

Ye Yuan stood quietly on the ground, and all the escape lights in the sky had fallen, protecting Ye Yuan and the injured in the center. Seven or eight monks had the highest cultivation level, only the elixir stage of the Taoist base realm, and the lowest was the first stage. There were twelve injured and lost their combat power, three of whom had been bitten, constantly twitching, enduring huge pain. Not only did the pleasure of increasing strength in their eyes, but they were full of a look of seeking liberation.

On the other side, the worst of the dozen ferocious Yexing Clan are all in the stable stage of cultivation. Within the same level, the Yexing Clan is one class stronger than the cultivator. If you stop, you will have no way to die.

Ye Yuan ignored the noisy night walk tribe and walked to a bitten monk, feeling the growing vitality in his body, and the injuries that began to slowly recover on his body. Even the increasingly stronger momentum began to increase with geometric shapes. Ye Yuan was sure that even if the transformation was not completed, the monk was at least ten times stronger than before.

Although the transformation was very painful, Ye Yuan saw from his eyes that the pain was not the pain, but the soul, the pain of seeking relief but not being able to die, the hatred of the Yexing tribe, and the hatred of himself.

"Do you hate the Yexing Clan or yourself?"

The monk endured the pain and whispered: "I hate myself, I hate myself for killing my former classmates and friends, I hate myself for not making up my mind to free myself, I hate my weakness and weakness, I cannot kill the Demon God Lord!"

Ye Yuan murmured to himself: "Belief."

"The beliefs of the human race are among all races that only the human race will believe in."

Suddenly, the monk's face became ferocious and was about to be completed. The monk's eyes were red, his arms grabbed him and shouted: "Kill me! Kill me!"

After roaring twice, he turned into begging, looking at the people around him, crying and roaring: "Please kill me..."

The monks around who were not bitten were all unable to bear it, with a hesitation and pain. Suddenly, Ye Yuan slapped the monk's head with a palm. The roaring monk suddenly had no rest, his eyes dimmed, but there was a smile of relief on his face.

Ye Yuan closed his eyes and after a long time, he muttered to himself: "You died on the battlefield."

On the other hand, the remaining seven or eight cultivators with combat power had already started fighting with the Night Walking Tribes. These Night Walking Tribes roared and howled happily, enjoying the pleasure of playing with cats and mice. The twisted emotions seemed to be what they needed for their incomplete life.

Ye Yuan stretched out his finger, bending his finger, and shouted in a low voice, as if he was calling for an order.

"Soul Explosion!"

The dozen or so cheering and playing with the joyful Night Walking Clan suddenly seemed to be frozen in the air, and all movements and sounds dissipated in an instant.

There were dozens of sounds like a shattering bubble, and sounds that ordinary people could not hear. These dozen night walkers fell to the ground like dumplings, their souls, consciousness, and all their spirits were as if they had been wiped out by someone, and they were completely clean. Only the broken body fell to the ground and withered and rotted rapidly, and in an instant they turned into ashes and drifted away.

Ye Yuan seemed to have become a different person, with a cold face, looking at the ashes, and whispered to himself: "My tribe members can only die on the battlefield, but they cannot be humiliated after death. Those who die will die forever." (Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.)

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