Chapter 608: Slaughter of living beings!
The monks who flew into the air were furious. Among them were young and vigorous men, old men, and even women with strong vitality. They were all Holy Realm monks. They stared at the old dragon angrily, with anger in their chests. , there may be their younger generation in that city, but they are all gone.
"kill!"
They drank.
Let's go together.
There are martial artists making fists.
The weather is surging with blood.
The light of the fist shook the avenue.
"Bang!"
The huge body of the old dragon was shaken, but what made them desperate and powerless was that the so-called full blow did not shake even a hair on the old dragon's body. Instead, a strong counterattack force came and exercised them. His flesh and blood were shattered into powder.
"Suck~"
The old dragon took a leisurely breath of blood mist, closed his eyes lazily, and felt the sourness of the blood. He murmured comfortably: "The strong blood of a few ants is comparable to a city, so we still have to keep an eye on it." Devoured by these high-level warriors!"
"Bo!"
It opens its eyes.
Only seen.
An old man stood high in the sky. He was as skinny as wood, with sunken eye sockets, but he looked down with compassion at the saints who had previously surrendered to death with hatred. With endless anger in his heart, his thin body burned again. Qi and blood, and the state of his body is also rising rapidly.
Body refining realm.
Dharma state.
The state of the venerable.
Holy realm.
Great Holy Realm!
In almost an extremely short time, he reached the pinnacle of the past, and his skinny figure also transformed into the heroic figure of his youth, with thick black hair scattered around, a battle armor draped around his body, and with a single move of his hand, the sky trembled. The gorgeous fiery red divine spear fell into his palm, and he shouted: "Zhanzhou martial artist Tong Jing, come here to die!"
Boom~!
A full-strength blow that burns energy and blood, which can tear to the extreme, and the avenues are buzzing. This blow can be called the pinnacle of this life. It has the strength to touch the bottom of the saint list. If it were left alive, it would definitely die without regrets. But today, when the old dragon was shaken, the fiery red spear burned with flames and struck hard, but it did not even tear the scales.
A sense of despair.
Silently.
Permeate the heart.
The Supreme Resurrection of the Forbidden Zone.
Too desperate.
Powerless.
"belch!"
The old dragon looked down leisurely at the ants in front of him with his huge vertical eyes. He opened his big mouth and swallowed them directly. He chewed a few in his mouth with a playful look on his face. With the revived energy and blood, he might as well feed them directly. It, and it has become commonplace because this is not its first resurgence.
All previous years.
Such a warrior.
Always common.
Tragic.
And small.
Like ants.
Self-righteousness is too thin.
It’s just a long journey to death.
…
"Hiccup~!"
After simply burping, his huge dragon eyes also took the opportunity to look at a gathering place for cultivators in Zhanzhou. This small million-dollar city is not comparable to it. There are hundreds of millions of creatures living in it. It is quite special in Zhanzhou. In a huge city, he swayed his huge body and surged slowly.
"Ah~!"
A horrific scream.
In that city.
There are young girls looking up at the huge evil dragon in the sky. It is like a representative of evil. It has been hiding in the filthy abyss for a long time. Its body is overflowing with filth. Its long scarlet tongue is licking its lips, and its scarlet eyes are peeping at them. That kind of panic flooded the heart of the girl in white.
"Suck!"
The terrifying fear made her hair tremble, and she stared at the dragon's eyes. After taking a few breaths, she turned around and saw her neighbor's aunt, Aunt Zhang who was setting up the stall, and her playmate Gou Sheng with a numb expression. They stood there like wooden sculptures, weathering into ashes with each breath.
The extreme fear caused her to lose her vocal cords for a moment, and she turned her head in horror. She only felt the warm hands wrapping around her. They were her mother. She hugged herself in horror, and knelt down to the evil dragon, begging for mercy. The other party let the mother and daughter go.
"Bo!"
A long tongue came out and wrapped the mother and daughter in their mouths like ants. As they chewed, bright red blood overflowed, and the whole world turned into endless darkness.
It's like the end of the world.
Sweeping across Zhanzhou.
A city.
Two cities.
Three cities.
…
Human catastrophe.
Sweeping across Zhanzhou.
When the Demon King wantonly devoured the life energy and blood, he still let go of the remaining scattered monks. It was impossible for him to swallow all the scattered monks with that kind of cultivation status and scattered outside the city. And these remaining monks fled in terror, and they When passing by larger villages, towns, and once-grand cities, they saw a world of purgatory that made them stand there numbly.
"The Forbidden Zone Supreme...Dark Turmoil!" These eight words had never flowed into their hearts so clearly, making them pale as they witnessed the ruins left behind by the demonic dragon in horror.
"Zhanzhou!"
"It's over!"
Words of despair.
out of their mouths.
It's a purgatory.
It is also a tragic scene in the world.
Chu Xun, who was sitting cross-legged and inheriting his cultivation far away from Yuzhou, suddenly opened his eyes. The awe-inspiring feeling, as if being watched by a terrifying creature, forcibly woke him up while he was inheriting his cultivation. I feel the extreme sorrow coming from heaven and earth, lamenting the withering away of hundreds of millions of creatures.
That kind of silent oppression makes people want to cry. Even if he can control his emotions after being ranked as a quasi-emperor, tears still flow from his eyes. He doesn't know why he is crying, as if something cruel and inhumane happened, and even the Dao can't bear to watch it.
"Boo!"
He followed the instructions.
Give up the practice.
Take a step.
Towards Zhanzhou.
Walk for no reason.
Not only him.
Fozhou.
Bodhisattva Guangfa also left the ruined Lingshan. He walked heavily, with his hands raised in a cross position, chanting the Sutra of Transmigration, and walked towards Zhanzhou.
Not only them, the old Taoist priests in Daozhou, the dean of the academy in Ruzhou, the helmsman of the Supreme Dao Palace, the old ancestor of Jianzhou, and the master of the Liuli Palace all unconsciously rushed towards Zhanzhou, as if something was calling them and summoning them.
