Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

"Winter~! Dong~! Dong~" The sound of war drums continued to sound along with the howling wind. Accompanied by the sound of the drums, the huge phalanx of military strategists pressed forward step by step.

The faster the drum beat, the faster their speed was. Everyone exhaled and inhaled at the same time, hundreds of thousands of soldiers acted as one.

The enemy facing them is densely packed with endless Dharma believers. They are pulling huge Buddha statues and holding towering soul banners, rushing towards this side like wild beasts.

When the two sides collide, the center of the battlefield is like a flesh and blood mill, constantly devouring everything, spitting out pieces and residues, and more importantly, these residues are alive.

When no one dies in a war, there is no longer a case for death. That all inevitably began to go to extremes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Faith believers with stone statues protruding from their heads rushed towards the rows of white lotus believers shouting those congratulatory speeches.

Their bodies had obviously been broken long ago, but through stitches and the purple talismans on their foreheads, they stood up in the company of pain.

Their hands were gone, replaced by rusty blades bound to the bone. They completely turned into beasts and cattle.

The great witch said that all the pain was caused by the other party. As long as he killed the other party, Grandpa Shi Du would show mercy and let everyone rest in peace.

This kind of thing doesn't have much power, but there are enough of them, and unless they are broken into eight pieces, they will stand up.

The two sides fought against each other in this dark sky, and they fought for days and nights. In the lake of blood and flesh, when the last trace of strength disappeared from everyone, the battle was forced to stop.

Everyone is full of desperation and numbness, and they move completely by instinct at the moment.

Everyone dragged their extremely exhausted bodies slowly away from the rotten battlefield of flesh and blood, and with willpower they fought their way to the front of the formation, directly slumped on the ground unconscious.

Bai Lingmiao, who was covered in blood, staggered through the flesh, they couldn't die, and they could stand up again after regaining their strength.

As early as two days ago, Bai Lingmiao's eyes were already crying dry. She was so exhausted that she could only let the Bailian believer who still had a little strength go back to the hall and sleep again.

At this moment, Bai Lingmiao's mind is buzzing, as if his brain is not his own, it's too miserable, everything is too miserable.

Looking at the squirming **** ground formed by the minced meat in the distance, Bai Lingmiao's heart did not fluctuate at this moment. She really experienced too much during this period.

At this moment, a group of people in black robes walked slowly through the crowd. They were as light as possible so as not to wake anyone up. Every time they came to a person, they squatted down and put down a touch of red.

Soon, these people came in front of Bai Lingmiao, and also stuffed the red on her, as well as the people behind her. "Aojing will last forever in pain. Aojing will last forever in pain."

When Bai Lingmiao held it in his hand, he realized that the red color was "Daqianlu".

The Jingjiao believers are trying to distribute the "Daqianlu" to everyone, preparing for the next battlefield with no bottom line.

Bai Lingmiao's lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

If only this painful "Daqianlu" can make it all end as soon as possible. Then she understood that she was not qualified to stop what happened.

"Holy! Holy Maiden!" A disheveled young man rushed to Bai Lingmiao from the flesh beside him, knelt on the ground and bowed to her continuously, "Master Holy Maiden, please help my grandpa, I beg you !"

Bai Lingmiao gently lifted him up from the ground, and followed him to the nearby shed.

There were many people lying here and there in various low huts. These people did not have armor on their bodies. They were not soldiers, but coolies who came to work, and they fell to the ground like logs.

Anyway, I won't die of illness or cold now, since that's the case, it's the same everywhere I sleep.

After walking for about half a stick of incense, the boy suddenly turned around and rushed towards a black figure in the gutter next to him.

When the blackness was buzzing away, Bai Lingmiao realized that it was actually a living person, which was just covered by a thick layer of flies before.

It was an old man covered with age spots, his head was flattened, his stomach was leaky, and there was a hole in his temple, and white maggots were constantly surging inside.

In normal times, he would have died long ago, but he is still not dead, coughing with all his strength there.

But no matter how much he coughed, the itchy throat didn't get any better.

Wiping away his tears, the young man pleaded to Bai Lingmiao: "My lord, please help my grandpa! He is really tired, but he can't sleep, he is really hungry, but he can't eat, what he ate Things are leaking out from below."

Bai Lingmiao looked down at the intestines that had slipped into the gutter.

With death gone, Bai Lingmiao couldn't do anything even if he wanted to, and he was old, he should have died of old age long ago.

This is his fate, no matter what magical powers he uses, it is impossible to change his fate against the sky.

Bai Lingmiao came to the old man's side, looked at what he was suffering at the moment, with a trace of compassion and pity on his face, he secretly recited the scriptures of Bailian's salvation in his heart.

She knew it was useless, but at the moment the only thing she could do was these.

Just when Bai Lingmiao's heart was filled with compassion, under the shocked eyes of everyone around him, the distressed and desperate old man gradually stopped moving.

Soon black flies rushed up and crawled into the old man's mouth.

"Dead? Really dead?? The saint can kill people! The lifeless mother has appeared!"

"Really dead! Great! I can finally die!"

Hope gradually appeared in the eyes of everyone around, and then as if it could spread, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com spread to the surroundings.

Gradually, the crowd began to surge up. With longing and admiration in their eyes, they formed a circle around Bai Lingmiao and knelt down to her continuously.

"I..." Bai Lingmiao looked at his hands in shock, "The Heaven of Death is back?"

But looking at the half of the body kneeling towards him, Bai Lingmiao immediately understood that the death of heaven has not returned, but that he has the supernatural power that can make people die.

After understanding everything, Bai Lingmiao immediately understood what this meant. There was death on his side, but there was no death on the Fajiao's side, which represented a great boost in morale! Pain is no longer eternal, as long as they want to die, they can die anytime!

Soon as the Bailian believers spread the news, even though everyone was extremely tired, everyone became excited.

Especially as more and more people saw that Bai Lingmiao completely laid to rest those who should have died a long time ago.

The camp that was still lifeless just now began to become alive. There is neither death nor life, and only death can bring life.