The fire of the sea of fire in the sky reflected the sky, and it looked red from a distance, although it was not as good as blood, but it also gave people an ominous meaning.
As for the sky above the fire, the farther the distance, the fainter the fire, until it was swallowed up by the darkness, and the sky and earth turned into a darkness, the same color as the blood dripping along the iron cage on the ground.
Wherever the convoy passed, such blood stains existed all the way. And the people of the two ethnic groups and towns who saw all this around them showed greed on their faces, licked their tongues, and looked at the convoy from a distance.
For them, the human animals imprisoned in the iron cage were delicious food, and at the same time, they could also be given to the temple as live food at critical moments in exchange for the continued peace of their two clans.
Throughout the ages, there have been too many such things. Not only the human race, but in this moon sacrifice domain, all the lower races had the same fate, either becoming food for other races or becoming sacrifices.
The weak eat the strong, in this land, it is particularly clear. It's just that many times, in the eyes of the stronger, the strong are also edible weak people, and no race can become the supreme will.
Even the temple is the same. This may be the melody of heaven and earth played by fate. Remember this moment for a second, the wind is whimpering, blowing through the sky and the earth with a heat wave, setting off layers of invisible fluctuations in the sky, and blowing the earth up like wind and sand.
While permeating the four directions, there was also a touch of killing intent that was gradually thickening, turning into a messenger of death, carrying a blood-slaughtering scythe, which was erupting, galloping, and coming!
The source of this murderous intent comes from Xu Qing! Xu Qing was silent all the way, his eyes contained endless slaughter, the heat of the sky could not melt his coldness at all, and the warmth of the earth could not drown out his murderous intent at all.
Under the guidance of Ling'er, he unfolded at full speed towards the south, the power of the life lamp spread throughout his body, and his cultivation blessed all in exchange for the ultimate speed.
This speed had to surpass the convoy, and the blood on the ground also made Xu Qing understand that his direction was not wrong.
"This is the way!" Xu Qing muttered in his heart, faster. At this time, he no longer needed Ling'er to continue to guide, following the blood stains on the ground, Xu Qing set off a roar of heaven and earth, forming a storm that swept all directions, getting closer and closer to the target place.
Five thousand miles, three thousand miles, one thousand miles, five hundred miles...... In four days, he traveled more than ten thousand miles in this pursuit, and at dusk on the fourth day, the monstrous roar of the storm spread to the advancing convoy.
The monks of the two clans in charge of escorting were in the hundreds, and the echo of the storm immediately attracted their attention.
As far as the eye could see, there was a flash of lightning and thunder in the distance.
"What's the situation!" The giant beasts of the convoy were frightened and restless, and the monks of the two clans on it quickly stood up, and when they looked suspicious, the sky and earth changed, and Xu Qing's figure appeared in the sky.
He finally caught up! But the moment he saw the earth convoy, Xu Qing felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He saw the convoy and saw the ten huge cages. I also saw countless human races in the cage, like goods like livestock, being forcibly squeezed together.
Their numbness, their pain, and the breath of decay and death permeated within made Xu Qing's eyes a little red, and the cold murderous intent on his body erupted uncontrollably.
His figure turned into a long rainbow, surrounded by infinite lightning, and went straight to the convoy, so fast that it came instantly.
With an earth-shattering roar, Xu Qing smashed directly into the convoy! The earth shook, stirring up countless mud, and lightning spread in all directions.
The convoy paused, and those giant beasts felt the cold killing intent one after another, all trembling, and the monks of the two clans on it also changed their expressions one by one, instantly blocking them.
"Who is it!"
"Bold, you dare to intercept our two-race alliance!"
"Is it a human race?" When these two clan monks rushed out in anger, Xu Qing, who had landed, suddenly raised his head, with amazing killing intent in his eyes, and rushed out of the whole person, heading straight for a Heavenly Face Clan monk in front of him.
The face of the Heavenly Face Clan monk changed, he felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from Xu Qing, it was too late to dodge, Xu Qing was too fast, using his own physical strength to directly crash into this cultivator's body.
With a bang, a large hole appeared in the chest of this tall Tianyian clan monk, which was penetrated by Xu Qingsheng, and his body trembled and collapsed.
Xu Qing did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, the morning glow dispersed, turning into ten beams of light that enveloped all the cages, and the power of the drug prohibition in his body fully exploded.
The surroundings were instantly distorted, and while infinite heterogeneity was breeding, a mournful wail also came out. Some Vajra Sect ancestors went crazy, turned into red lightning, and killed everyone.
Ling'er also gritted her teeth, her eyes showed a rare ferocity, and then she took action. There is also a shadow, it senses Xu Qing's anger, and also senses Ling'er's sadness, which makes it also angry here, spreading rapidly, protecting Ling'er and taking action for her.
But their actions were not as cruel as Xu Qing's, Xu Qing's speed was extremely fast, he raised the dagger in his right hand and appeared, instantly approaching a Mirror Shadow Clan monk, clenching his fist with his left hand and striking hard.
With a bang, the opponent's mirror body shattered, and his fist penetrated deep into it under the fragmentation, and the drug ban dispersed, and a wailing suddenly came out.
Xu Qing turned around and shook, his body hit a Heavenly Face Clan who rushed behind him, the dagger in his hand was born from below, and suddenly opened up, and when the blood erupted, he held the dagger behind his back and slashed it his neck.
The head flew up. Then the golden crow flew out of the sky and spat out violently towards the earth, and the sky fire fell, and several monks of the two clans who wanted to escape in horror made a tragic sound, and their bodies burned instantly.
Xu Qing's face was expressionless, his eyes were red, and his body was covered in blood, and he continued to shoot, approaching another Mirror Shadow Clan monk.
This monk was a primordial infant, his expression was frightened and angry at this moment, the killing intent on Xu Qing's body made him intimidated, just about to retreat but it was too late, Xu Qing was amazingly fast, and rushed away.
The moment they touched, this Yuan Ying Mirror Shadow Clan immediately pinched the technique to form a sharp blade, and some ghost fires dispersed, forming a demonic ghost flower, enveloping Xu Qing and devouring vitality.
And Xu Qing didn't care about this at all. His body is strong, and even if he is injured, he can recover from purple crystals, so unless he encounters the kind of existence that can make him unable to bear a single blow, it is his usual style of shooting to exchange injuries for kills.
At this moment, approaching, the roar echoed, Xu Qing allowed the opponent's magic to fall on him, his eyes were ferocious, and he opened his mouth to swallow the opponent's ghost flower directly into his mouth.
The drug ban in the body exploded and disappeared instantly. The dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely, one knife after another, the Yuan Ying monk wanted to struggle, but it was of no use, and blood spurted out from his body in a scream.
It was a few breaths, and after Xu Qing collapsed the other party, he directly cut his neck and shattered his vitality.
Then he threw it down, smashed at the other monks of the two clans rushing behind him, pinched his left hand, and pressed forward.
Immediately, a large number of heavenly demon bodies flew out from behind him, heading straight for the other party, frantically biting and devouring them. This scene made the remaining monks of the two clans around them feel terrified to the extreme, and some people began to retreat and wanted to leave here.
But before taking a few steps, his body rotted and he fell wailing. The other monks trembled and also went backwards frantically, in their eyes, Xu Qing was like a messenger of desperation, but everything he looked at represented the arrival of death.
In particular, the robes all over his body were now blood-colored, and under the fire of the golden crow, the blood was monstrous and the killing intent was amazing.
Although there are hundreds of monks here, most of them are making pills and building foundations, and there are only six Yuan Ying. After all, in their own territory, escorting these ordinary people and animals does not require too many strong people, and Duanmu Zang has already been captured and taken away by the national teacher and others, so in their cognition, there is no possibility of rescue.
There is no second race powerhouse either. Xu Qing's existence, there are more than 100,000 people in the human race, and none of them have said it.
The goodness of human nature and the love of the same race are more and more prominent in the evil. As for the two clans, because of Xu Qing's caution, they actually didn't know from beginning to end.
This led to a situation where they were slaughtered when facing Xu Qing, especially Xu Qing's poison was too terrifying, and the foundation building monks of the two races couldn't bear it first, letting out a terrible scream and rotting one after another.
Even if the Mirror Shadow Clan is special, it is still difficult to escape poisoning. And Xu Qing's killing continued, and in one rush, he approached a Heavenly Face Clan Yuan Ying monk, and the two sides touched instantly.
That is, in the time of three or five breaths, the primordial infant monk of the Heavenly Face Clan spewed out blood, his head flew up, and the primordial infant in his body collapsed, and one of them was directly swallowed by Xu Qing.
He didn't have time to take it in his hand and refine it. As for the injuries on his body, Xu Qing didn't care, and suddenly turned his head at this moment, staring around.
With the onset of the drug ban, a large number of deaths in this place, and the killing of the Vajra Sect ancestor and the shadow also increased the number of deaths of monks of the two races.
As for Ling'er's shot, Xu Qing had seen it once on Mermaid Island a long time ago, so he knew very well that Ling'er looked weak on the outside, but in fact her style was biased towards melee combat.
What I see now is indeed like this. Ling'er's body transformed into a battle armor, surrounded by dragon and snake phantoms, and there was a spear in her hand.
And this killing did not last long, in less than a stick of incense, with the tragic death of the last few monks of the two races, the surroundings became quiet.
Even those giant beasts that pulled the iron cage were all separated from their corpses and killed by the Vajra Sect Ancestor in anger.
After everything was over, Ling'er shed tears, the ancestors of the Vajra Sect were sad and angry, and they looked at the cage protected by the morning glow.
The human race in the cage was still numb, and the torture for many days and the spellcasting of the two races had made their consciousness collapse, even when they saw Xu Qing and the others, they had no look in their eyes.
"Sister Li...... Aunt Chen ......" Ling'er walked to the cage and looked at the figure inside, her voice with a crying sound.
Xu Qing walked silently, waved his hand and dispersed the sunset, he raised his hand to open the cage, and with a bang, the crowd collapsed from the inside like goods.
But being carefully cared for by Xu Qing caused them to scatter and not cause more casualties. It's just that the scenes under the cage made Xu Qing's heart extremely low.
At the bottom of the cage, most of them were squeezed into meat paste, and hundreds of people were melted together, some of whom were unrecognizable......
"Where are the geese...... Xu Qing muttered in his heart, walked to the next cage, opened one after another, looking at those familiar clansmen, looking at those bloody bodies, looking at the shocking flesh paste, Xu Qing's heart rose with deep sadness.
He has seen the misery of the world, but he still can't be indifferent to such purgatory. Especially two months ago, these were all beautiful lives, and in them, Xu Qing felt the rare simplicity and kindness that was hard to find.
In the cold night, they huddle together for warmth, and are willing to bring their warmth to more cold people.
But now...... Xu Qing closed his eyes, the killing intent in his heart did not decrease due to the previous killing, but became richer and stronger, piling up in his heart, causing his hostility to continue to form, and he was a little out of breath.
Because, in the meat paste of the seventh cage, he saw half of his face. Shi Pangui's Taoist partner, the face of the woman who made delicious snacks...... Her body has melted into mud.
Xu Qing left silently, and after opening the last cage, his eyes stayed in the corner at the bottom of the cage amidst the crowd.
There, there is a corner of a book. At this glance, Xu Qing's body trembled uncontrollably, and after he waved his hand, the meat paste in that area was slowly pushed aside, revealing a little girl.
Her clothes and meat paste blended together, only half of her thin body was left, and her upper body was holding a pharmacopoeia with both hands.
I hugged it very hard, very hard. It seems that this is her last obsession, her last hope. Existing in the corner, she lowered her head, her face pale without any blood, as if she was asleep.
Xu Qing felt so painful in his chest, he took a breath hard, but his body was still shaking, and the picture of two months ago appeared uncontrollably in his mind.
In the picture, a thin figure, timid, holding a sweet potato, asked about his plants. In the picture, the child takes out the grass and asks himself knowledge.
That eyes of thirst for knowledge made Xu Qing remember it deeply, so he sent his pharmacopoeia and accepted the first disciple in his medicine path.
"Teacher, can we still meet?" These were the last words of the little girl. At this moment, in Xu Qing's eyes, the sleeping little girl seemed to raise her head and look at her timidly, asking the words that echoed in his mind.
"As long as we don't die, we will meet eventually." Xu Qing muttered, this sentence is very beautiful, but ...... If you die, you can't see it.
Xu Qing stood there for a long time, for a long time. Until Ling'er's cry and the roar of the Vajra Sect ancestor seemed to come from a distant place, echoing in his ears, slowly becoming clearer, and also pulling his thoughts back to reality.
"Ling'er......" Xu Qing's voice became extremely hoarse, he turned his head and looked at the crying Ling'er. Ling'er ran over and hugged Xu Qing, her body convulsed, she rarely saw such life and death, and it was unbearable.
And the surrounding crowd slowly recovered, the meaning of sadness and crying gradually became more and more increasing, until a figure staggered over and knelt in front of Xu Qing.
The person who came from "Senior ......" was Shi Pangui, his body was weak, his eyes were red, he was shedding blood and tears, his expression was distorted, and his whole person's madness was being suppressed, looking at Xu Qing tremblingly.
He knew the deaths of his wife and sister, and he also had death in his eyes, but before that, he endured everything.
Because he knew that he wanted to tell Xu Qing about the whereabouts of the lord of the country.
"Please senior, save the savior......"
"The lord of the country was captured by the national master of the alliance of the two clans and sent to the holy city, and I heard them say that the lord of the country should be refined into vessel blood to repair the mirror treasure." Xu Qing looked at Shi Pangui, and after a few breaths, he turned his head to look at the little girl.
Shi Pangui looked at it as well, his body trembled more and more, he held his hands tightly, and the grief in his heart turned into a mouthful of blood and spurted out, showing a miserable smile.
Xu Qing walked over silently, got in front of the little girl, squatted down, and covered her eyes.
"Pangui, your sister is asleep, don't disturb her, you are here...... Wait for me."
"I will go and bring your lord back." After Xu Qing stood up softly, his voice was calm.
"Ling'er, can you protect them here?"
"I can!" Ling'er wiped away her tears and nodded vigorously. Xu Qing didn't say much, he left the shadow behind, and also summoned Ding Yi32's stone lion and head, and at the same time spread poisonous mist to envelop the surroundings, sealing the place.
After doing all this, Xu Qing took a deep breath and patted Shi Pangui on the shoulder.
"Looking forward to returning, wait for me to come back." After saying that, Xu Qing looked up at the direction of the Holy City. If you look at the dead land, there are no waves, only the meaning of death continues to converge, continues to thicken, and finally spreads out throughout the body, enveloping all directions.
He didn't continue to speak, he took a step forward and walked out, reaching the sky, and the spirit wheel was revealed with a wave of his hand. The terrifying figure of the black-robed old woman appeared in the sky.
Xu Qing stood above his head, the old woman's face revealed death and murderous intent, and in a flash, she suddenly left.
Xu Qing lowered his head, and in this rapid progress, the drug ban in his body spread out and spread behind him. It is not a disorderly spread, but a cohesion.
More and more. Gradually, a thick black mist formed behind Xu Qing. This fog contained a drug ban, causing the color of heaven and earth to change, and as the eight directions roared, the fog became bigger and thicker.
Under Xu Qing's continuous release, the drug forbidden primordial infant in his body exploded everything, causing the poison produced on his body to rise unprecedentedly.
Xu Qing rarely released his poison with all his might, but at this moment, the murderous intent and depression in his heart made him want to explode completely.
In this way, time passed, three days later. Thousands of miles away from the Holy City of the Two Clans Alliance, a sandstorm appeared in the sky, with a large range, a full hundred miles.
Connecting the sky and the earth, countless lightning bolts roared inside, and infinite heterogeneity was invading all directions.
And in this vast black sandstorm, there was a huge figure of an old woman, with ...... above her head Xu Qing stood there, expressionless, looking into the distance.
During these three days, he tried to wake up Ding Yiyi's divine fingers, but the other party did not respond, and Xu Qing knew that he was not asleep.
Since he didn't respond, Xu Qing didn't continue, he didn't even frown. He knew that there was a huge danger in the place he was going to, and with his own cultivation, it was difficult to face the spirit collection.
Not to mention, there were six spiritual treasures in the alliance of the two races. Two of them have already completed a secret collection.
But even if some things are dangerous, Xu Qing feels that he still has to do them. And in fact, as long as those six spiritual treasures were solved, the other primordial infant cultivators, relying on some means, Xu Qing was not without the power to kill.
But the price is great.
"My disciple is dead, and the master wants to seek justice."
"After eating so many snacks, I always have to do something."
"And ...... I borrowed something from someone else, but if Duanmu is gone, I can't pay it back." Xu Qing spoke softly, the cold in his eyes became colder and colder, sweeping the poison ban sandstorm that shrouded a hundred miles behind him, approaching the holy city of the two clans in front of him.
At the same time, thousands of miles away, the holy city of the alliance between the two races like a bird's nest, and the people of the two races within it were celebrating.
They had already heard about the human race, and these days, many lower races had been captured one after another, and the number of sacrifices was finally sufficient.
This means that the two of them can rest assured before the next sacrificial day arrives. This incident made both clans excited, followed by laughter, and the whole city was boiling.
Although the sky fire had caused great damage to the city before, and the protective formations were basically exhausted, the repairs in the past few months had still been restored.
In this liveliness, many people of the two clans converged towards the square between the two palaces, where a refining was underway.
This refining has been going on for a long time and is about to end. The one who refined it was the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan, and the one who was refined was Duanmu Cang of the Human Race.
Many monks of the two races are no strangers to Duanmu Zang, most of them have disappeared for many years, and were finally investigated to be related to Duanmu Zang.
So these days, the refinement of both clans will go over and watch. At this moment, in this square, Duanmu Zang's head and limbs were nailed to a huge mirror, and bursts of white gas emanated from his body and blended into the mirror.
This mirror was the mirror treasure that was shattered by it that day. The instrument spirit inside has been shattered and is now being reshaped.
And the blood in Duanmu Zang's whole body continued to flow, and the pain caused by the refining of his life made his body tremble and his expression distorted.
Yuan Ying was also imprisoned, with countless strange maggots gnawing on him. The collapsed treasure was filled with dead air, attracting a large number of evil spirits to devour it.
Obviously endured endless torture before. But all this pain did not make him wail.
The backbone of the human race made him face it with a smile even if he reached a dead end, unwilling to show the slightest vulnerability.
He stared at the figure meditating cross-legged in mid-air, and a hoarse voice came out.
"It will take so long to refine the old man, the Mirror Shadow Clan is indeed a waste." Meditating cross-legged in mid-air was an old man with a rock body, this person was the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan, he looked at Duan Mu Zang coldly, and spoke lightly.
"When you become my mirror spirit, I will let you swallow your people with your own mouth, and you will like the taste."