Chapter six hundred and seventy-one: slaughter in the city
"Subordinates, please see the leader!"
Three men in blood-clad red robes hurriedly knelt down on one knee and paid homage in fear.
"Hmph, you can't even kill a little Green Crown City Lord, and I still need to personally take action. You guys are becoming more and more useless." The hoarse voice of the man in black robes rang out from the ferocious ghost head mask, "After I go back,
Go to the Criminal Law Hall and be punished yourself!"
The three men in blood-clothed red robes shivered with excitement, and said in panic: "Thank you, the leader, for not killing me!"
"Well, everyone, get up! Hurry up, finish killing Qingguan City, and move on to the next city!"
The ghost-faced man in black robe said coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body melted into the darkness and disappeared.
The three men in blood-clad red robes hurriedly flew towards Qingguan City again and began to continue their massacre.
Qingguan City is a large city with a population of more than 200,000. This is a very large number, but this huge city is currently undergoing a crazy slaughter like a lamb.
A series of shrill screams resounded through the sky, including the screams of children, the cries of women, the horrified shouts of men, and the bitter pleading of the old man.
The sword light flashed, the silver-white sword lights intertwined together, blood spattered, and heads flew up one after another.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The cold scimitar is dripping with bright red blood. The once prosperous Qingguan City has now turned into a miserable hell on earth.
In less than half an hour, more than 200,000 people in the entire Qingguan City were massacred. The streets were filled with blood and motionless, with corpses lying one after another, and there were still bloody hangings on the collapsed walls.
's broken arm.
The entire Qingguan City was in deathly silence, with only the whistling sound of the wind blowing, spreading toward the distance with the pungent smell of blood.
Under the moonlight, on the roof.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
As the sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, people in blood-clothed red robes rose into the air from a short distance away and gathered on the roof. In the center of the people in blood-clothed red robes were ten people wearing dark red robes.
In the center of the ten old men in dark red robes was a ghost-faced middle-aged man in black robes. The mask with green face and fangs was particularly mysterious in the dark and silent night.
But when the black-robed ghost-faced man waved his hand, ten cyan beads flew up, suspended in mid-air, spinning like a ring.
These ten crystal clear cyan beads are naturally the treasures that absorb the power of souls, the soul-absorbing beads. The ten soul-absorbing beads are like an ocean that embraces all rivers, wildly absorbing the power of souls around them.
Under the cold moonlight, in the dead Qingguan City, cyan air currents continued to rise from the bloody corpses.
Threads of blue air flow. The threads merged into wisps, the wisps merged into strands, and the strands merged into strands, swarming towards the high sky, and were quickly swallowed by ten soul-absorbing beads.
Time passed bit by bit, and in about half a quarter of an hour, the light blue clear water on the dead body was gradually swallowed up. I saw the ghost-faced man in black robe stretched out his hand, and all ten soul-stirring beads suspended in the night sky whizzed out.
Come and fall into his hands.
After devouring the power of two hundred thousand wronged souls, the cyan light on the Soul-Capturing Pearl was obviously more intense than before.
"Leader, we should have collected almost half of the soul power of the ten soul-capturing beads. The population of Qingguan City is quite large!" said an old man in dark red robes next to him.
"Not enough!" The ghost-faced man in black robe shook his head, his voice mysterious and hoarse, "Destroy one more city, and we can almost finish half of it! Let's go!"
As the ghost-faced man in black robe gave an order, suddenly——
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
One after another, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and hundreds of people in blood-clad red robes quickly rose into the air, launched Qinggong, left the dead city of Qingguan City, and headed towards the next city. Like blood bats in the dark, they blinked.
In a short time, it disappeared into the vast night.
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The round moon hangs in the night sky like a silver plate. The moon is a symbol of reunion. However, people in this martial arts world are afraid of the moon, especially the full moon. Because on the night of the full moon, the Yin energy is the strongest, which is
The time when the moon worship cult activities are held is bound to be bloody and bloody, also known as the Night of Death.
Of course, this is usually limited to villages. Because the people massacred by the Moon Worship Cult are basically those weak villages, the red robe detachment rarely dares to touch the city. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the city sit back and relax.
Yes, some are even in the mood to appreciate the beautiful moonlight.
On a full-moon night, the village will be terrified, but the people in the city will basically feel nothing.
At this moment, groups of guards on the top of Baiyun City were wearing bright armor and patrolling back and forth as usual. Suddenly——
Just then——
"Didi!" "Didi!"
"Didi!"
A piercing siren resounded throughout the city, making people's eardrums buzz and their teeth ache.
"What's going on? This is the highest-level alarm sound. The last time the Great Zhou attacked was nothing more than that!"
There was a commotion on the top of the city, instantly alerting countless guards.
Elder Jiang He and protector Ma Feng, who were patrolling the city gate tower, also changed their expressions. Being able to send out the most standard alarm sound was definitely not a trivial matter, at least it was at the level of the Western Zhou Dynasty war, and it might even be a matter of life and death for the city.
At this time, a guard's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked panicked. He hurried over and said: "Report to Elder Jiang and Protector Ma, something big has happened. The whole city of Qingguan City next door has been massacred. More than 200,000 people have died."
return!"
"What!!!"
When Jiang He and Ma Feng heard this, their faces changed wildly, and their pupils shrank sharply, "The whole city was massacred, could it be——"
At this moment, another guard ran up in panic, "Report to Elder Jiang, Protector Ma, and the informants from Yinguang City. Hundreds of men in blood-clad red robes tore through the city's defense line.
Crazy massacre in the city!"
"Blood... bloody night! It turned out to be a bloody night. It has been more than thirty years. I didn't expect-"
There was a look of horror in Jiang He's eyes, and his face was extremely solemn, "Quick, notify all the elders to come out immediately, and all cannons and missiles will be activated for battle!"
As orders were issued one after another, the entire Baiyun City began to move rapidly, giving off an extremely tense and dignified pre-war atmosphere.
After all the instructions were given, Jiang He immediately looked at Ma Feng and said in a deep voice: "Protector Ma, I'm afraid the city lord will have to trouble you to report it!"
"Oh!" Ma Feng nodded, and then hesitantly said: "But the city lord is still in seclusion, we-"
"The bloody night is no small matter! There are hundreds of blood-clothed guardian elders, and the strength of the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult is even more unfathomable! If the city lord is not here, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to stop it. This is a matter of life and death. Fortunately, the Moon Worshiping Cult
Chapter completed!