All demon cultivators stood up to pay homage to the Patriarch

At this moment, the ghost phoenix city is completely chaotic, I don't know if there is a phoenix, but now it is a real ghost town.

Zhan Xiaokui followed Sun Qitian and Situ Ying, and when he arrived at Ghost Phoenix City, he saw a ghost general who was several meters tall and exuded black gas, fighting with the monks in the city.

The festive castle was gone, and the red silk and red lanterns were the same color.

Half the city smokes and sand, and half the city ghosts howl and scream.

Among the three thousand ghost generals, there are also blood-colored blood mastiffs, emerald green sky-swallowing clams, Qingluan burning with blue fire, and Ying Long, who is red gold, shuttling inside, and they are responsible for sniping the powerhouses of the Great Sage Realm.

The blood mastiff is even more like madness, the more blood in the city, the more ferocious it is, when the earth dog has been five hundred years, he has not tasted the delicious human blood containing spiritual power for a long time.

In the void above, there were two crevices faintly cracked, and in the cracks, golden erect pupils were revealed. Under the void, there are two strange murderers who are shocking everything, even if they are monks of the Great Sage Realm, they can only die!

Lin Mo said that if you want to give a funeral to Mancheng, you want to give a funeral to Mancheng, and if there is one less but one person, it is not Mancheng.

The cracks in the bricks of the city were filled with blood, and the blood-filled ravines gathered like streams.

Although there are many monks in the city, unless they can completely suppress the realm of those ghost generals, they are not opponents at all.

Those ghost generals were extremely brave and fierce war cultivators in their lifetimes, and after a battle, they were embarrassed to call themselves a war cultivator and a general if they didn't kill thousands of people.

Those in the same realm are not opponents at all, and those in the first realm are completely crushing!

The souls of the monks they killed would fly out, be caught by them, and thrown into the eighteen layers of hell floating in the sky.

As the number of souls increased, the eighteen layers of hell also swelled more and more. It emitted purple-black treasure light, and those treasure lights turned into enchantments, and while blocking the entire Ghost Phoenix City, hundreds of thousands of ghost head pins were also suspended in the sky above the entire Ghost Phoenix City!

Zhan Xiaokui looked at this scene and only felt that her legs were weak.

She suddenly remembered what she had said in front of Lin Mo before.

"I want the soul of the Rakshasa Sect to be destroyed, the jade puppet door chicken and dog will not be left, all the children of the Chu family will be built into a human head tower, the children of the Ning family will be slaves for men, and the women will be maids for generations, and the Zhao family will not be left behind, and they will be stabbed to death by a ghost head needle, and their souls will not rest in peace, and they will forever fall into the eighteenth floor of the Abi Hell!!"

At that time, Lin Mo said that it was as you wished, and at this moment, it was really as you wished.

Gan!

I was talking about venting my anger at the time.

Who would have thought that Master Zu would really be able to do such a thing.

But at this moment, Situ Ying seemed to see Zhan Xiaokui's thoughts at the moment, and spoke in a calm voice.

"We went to the Soul Refining Sect before we met you. "

"It's empty, there is not a single living person, the floor is full of bones, in a room, there is a female monk holding three children, her body is pierced to death, her room is very close to the main hall, it should be your acquaintance!"

Zhan Xiaokui's face turned pale all of a sudden.

"Senior Sister Luhuai......"

Sun Qitian casually broke a banana that he didn't know where to grab, and Lin Mo once wondered how much fruit was hidden in the storage ring of that goods.

He then opened his mouth while eating bananas against Aoi.

"There is also a room on the other side, there are a bunch of little children buried under the bodies of a bunch of old people, their cultivation is not high, they are born and acquired, it seems that they should be the miscellaneous servants in your sect or the disciples of the outer sect. "

"They are all dead, and they have been sucked out of their souls, monks of this level are generally not refined into battle souls, they can only be sacrificed to high-level souls, which is equivalent to dying twice, and the soul is eaten by a click, which is more painful than being slaughtered by the body, hehehe...... Back then, because I was always cut by your master, I read the soul book that your master wanted to cultivate!"

Zhan Xiaokui lowered her head.

Since she was a child, her master has protected her too well, even if the sect was broken, she was protected by her master, and that kind of protection made her forget, in this cultivation world, the weak eat the strong.

What the world of cultivators talks about sympathy and kindness is all nonsense.

An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, if you want to protect your side, you can only be more ruthless, more poisonous, and more heartless than the other party.

If someone kills one of your side, you slaughter the other person, at least then you won't lose it again.

Some people pay attention to cultivating and are worthy of heaven and earth, and Lin Mo is a teacher, just seeking to be worthy of their hearts.

At the same time, the battle in the city seemed to be coming to an end, and a ghost general carrying a war knife slowly converged towards the Zhao family lord's mansion in the center of the last city.

The city was littered with falling heads.

100,000 bows and crossbows, shooting countless kills. Millions of heads, rolling down the road. Who is listening to the ghosts and gods crying? Who is the Yang Ren Tu?

At the same time, the gate of the Zhao family's mansion was directly split open by the ghost general with beautiful hair that Lin Mo had noticed before, carrying a knife.

The ghost generals who were covered in black gas strode and walked directly into the mansion......

At this moment, the Zhao family's mansion, the battle cultivation that can be fought has already flown out to fight before. The happy words that were originally hung in the mansion, the congratulatory gifts wrapped in red silk, and the banquet that had not been opened, looked extremely ironic at this moment.

Even a ghost general smashed a banquet table with one kick.

The blood mastiff and the two clams rushed to open the way at the front, in the broken Zhao family's mansion, the Zhao family's sacrificial clan land at this moment.

Zhao Yanming was covered in blood and leaned on the scattered ancestral tablets, and the corners of his mouth showed a miserable smile that he didn't know what emotion was.

He had fought before, tried to escape, and even attacked the eighteen layers of hell, but it was completely useless.

The moment he flew into the sky and wanted to escape, the pupils behind the crack just glanced at him, and it almost made him directly lose his soul.

The opponent is a fairy king-level hole card.

And the ...... that made him desperate the most It's the Imperial Night Army, and the Immortal King, all of them didn't show up.

His uncle's Taixuan Jiuqing Palace.

Did they bring all the relics for decoration?

At this moment, all the people in the city are dead, all of them are dead, no, not dead, their souls are trapped in that damn spiritual treasure, and they will be tortured forever, and they will not be able to live beyond life.

He even saw his mother, who was now in the first level of hell, already mad, because it was the eighth time she had been plucked out of her tongue.

And what frightened Zhao Yanming even more was the young man in white who walked out from behind those ghost generals who exuded black gas at this moment.

He was dressed in white, unstained with dust, and was incompatible with the surrounding mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, and the howling of ghosts.

After the surrounding ghost generals saw him, they respectfully knelt down on one knee and paved a way for him.

The only thing he had in common with the atmosphere here was that he was carrying two heads in his hands.

At this moment, the young man indifferently threw the two heads in front of Zhao Yanming and spoke in a low voice.

"I heard that the head of the Zhao family, you don't have a mother! Today, I see that you really don't! Your mother asked me if I came to your wedding to bring you a congratulatory gift, I told her, I came to the funeral!"