out of time

Chapter 566

The flames of the sky and the sea of ​​fire reflected the sky, and it looked red from a distance. Although it was not as good as blood, it also gave people an ominous meaning.

As for the sky outside Huohai, the farther the distance, the dimmer the fire light, until it was swallowed by the darkness, and the sky and the earth turned into a darkness, which was the same color as the blood dripping from the iron cage on the ground.

Wherever the convoy passed, such bloodstains existed all the way.

The people from the villages and towns of the two ethnic groups who saw all this all around showed greed on their faces, licked their tongues, and looked at the convoy from afar.

For them, the human sacrifices held in the iron cage are very delicious food, and at the same time, they can 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.

This is not only the case with the human race, but all the inferior races in this large area of ​​worshiping the moon have the same fate. They either become food for other races or become sacrifices.

In this land, the law of the jungle is particularly clear.

It's just that in the eyes of the stronger, the strong are also the weak that can be eaten, and no group can become the supreme will.

Even if it is a temple, it is the same.

This may be the melody of heaven and earth played by fate.

At this moment, the wind is whimpering, blowing heat waves across the sky and across the earth, setting off layers of invisible fluctuations in the sky, and blowing up the earth with dust like wind and sand.

While permeating the surroundings, there is also a murderous intent that is gradually becoming stronger inside it. It has turned into a messenger of death, carrying a sickle for massacring blood, and is erupting, galloping, and coming!
The source of this murderous intent comes from Xu Qing!
Xu Qing was silent all the way, with endless fear in his eyes, the heat of the sky could hardly melt his icy coldness, and the warmth of the earth could not submerge his murderous intent at all.

Under Ling'er's guidance, he headed towards the south at full speed, the power of the life lamp spread all over his body, and his cultivation base blessed all, in exchange for extreme speed.

This kind of speed surpassed the convoy, and the blood on the ground made Xu Qing understand that he was heading in the right direction.

"That's the way!"

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, faster.

At this time, he no longer needed Linger to continue to guide him. Following the blood on the ground, Xu Qing set off a howl of heaven and earth, forming a storm sweeping all directions, getting closer and closer to the target.

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 of the fourth day, the monstrous roar of the storm was transmitted to the moving convoy.

There were hundreds of monks from the two races responsible for the escort, and the echo of the storm immediately attracted their attention.

As far as the eyes can see, the distant sky is full of lightning and thunder.

"what's the situation!"

The giant beasts in the convoy were frightened and became restless. The monks of the two clans on top stood up quickly. When they looked surprised, the sky and the earth changed, and Xu Qing's figure appeared in the sky.

He finally caught up!

But the moment he saw the Dadi convoy, Xu Qing felt a severe pain in his heart.

He saw the convoy, saw the ten huge cages.

I also saw countless human races who were forcibly squeezed together in the cage like cargo or livestock.

Their numbness, their pain, and the smell of decay and death in it made Xu Qing's eyes a little red, and the cold murderous intent on his body exploded uncontrollably.

His figure turned into a long rainbow, and surrounded by infinite lightning, he went straight to the convoy, descending at such a fast speed.

With an earth-shattering roar, Xu Qing directly smashed towards the convoy!

The earth shook, kicked up countless soils, and even more lightning spread in all directions.

The convoy stopped, and those giant beasts felt the cold killing intent, all trembling, and the monks of the two races on it also changed their expressions one by one, and blocked them instantly.

"who!"

"Bold, dare to intercept our two-race alliance!"

"Is it a human race?"

When these monks of the two races rushed out in fright, Xu Qing, who had landed on the ground, raised his head suddenly, with a murderous intent in his eyes, he rushed out and went straight to a monk of the Tianmian tribe in front of him.

This day, the facial expression of the cultivator of the Tianmian tribe changed, and he felt the terrifying fluctuations from Xu Qing's body. It was too late to dodge, Xu Qing was too fast, and used his own physical strength to directly hit Ji Xiu's body.

With a bang, a big hole appeared in the chest of this tall Tianmian Clan monk, which was pierced by Xu Qing, and his body trembled and collapsed.

Without any hesitation, Xu Qing waved his hands and the morning glow dispersed, turning into ten beams of light covering all the cages, and the power of drug control in his body exploded.

The surroundings were distorted instantly, and at the same time as infinite heterogeneity was growing, a mournful howl also came out.

Even the ancestor of Vajra Sect went mad, turned into red lightning, and killed everyone.

Ling'er also gritted her teeth, with a rare murderous look in her eyes, and then made a move.

There is also the shadow, which senses Xu Qing's anger and Ling'er's sadness, which makes it angry here too, spreads rapidly, protects around Ling'er, and takes 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 with his right hand and appeared, and instantly approached a monk from the Mirror Shadow Clan, clenched his fist with his left hand and struck hard.

With a bang, the mirror body of the other party was shattered, and his fist penetrated into it under the shattered pieces, the drug restraint was scattered, and there was a wailing scream.

Xu Qing turned around and slammed into a sky-faced clan rushing behind him. The dagger in his hand slashed open from the bottom. When blood erupted, he held the dagger back and slashed fiercely on his neck.

The head flew up.

Afterwards, the Golden Crow flew out into the sky, spat violently towards the ground, and the sky fire fell, and several monks from the two clans who wanted to escape in astonishment heard a tragic sound, and their bodies burned instantly.

Xu Qing's face was expressionless, his eyes were red, and his body was covered with blood. He continued to attack and approached another monk from the Mirror Shadow Clan.

This cultivator was a Nascent Soul, and his expression was frightened and angry at the moment. The killing intent on Xu Qing frightened him, and he was about to retreat but it was too late. Xu Qing rushed away at an astonishing speed.

The moment they touched, the Nascent Soul Mirror Shadow Clan formed a piece of sharp blades immediately, and some of the will-o'-the-wisps scattered to form ghostly ghost flowers, enveloping Xu Qing and devouring life.

And Xu Qing didn't care about these at all.

His physical body is strong, and even if he is injured, the purple crystal will recover, so unless he encounters the kind of existence that he can't bear with a single blow, otherwise, it is his usual shooting style to exchange injuries for kills.

Now that he was approaching, amidst the reverberation of the roar, Xu Qing let the opponent's spells land on him, with a ferocious look in his eyes, he opened his mouth and directly swallowed the opponent's ghost flower.

The poison in the body erupted and was instantly extinguished.

The dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely, one knife after another, the Nascent Soul cultivator wanted to struggle, but it didn't help, blood spurted out of his body while screaming.

In just a few breaths, after Xu Qingsheng put the opponent on his body and collapsed, he directly cut his neck, shattering his vitality.

Then with a flick, he smashed towards the monks of the other two races rushing behind him, made a formula with his left hand, and pressed forward.

Immediately, a large number of demon bodies flew out from behind, and went straight to the opponent, biting and devouring frantically.

This scene caused the surviving monks of the two clans to panic to the extreme, and some people started to retreat, wanting to leave here.

But within a few steps, his body rotted and fell down wailing.

The other monks trembled, and they also retreated crazily. In their eyes, Xu Qing was like an envoy who wanted his life, but everything he looked at represented the coming of death.

Especially the robes all over his body are now blood-colored, under the flames of the Golden Crow, his blood is surging, and his killing intent is astonishing.

Although there are hundreds of monks here, most of them are forming alchemy and building foundations. As for Nascent Soul, there are only six.

After all, in their own territory, it doesn't take too many strong men to escort these ordinary human sacrifices, and Duanmuzang 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 strong human race.

Xu Qing's existence, there are more than [-] people in the human city, and none of them will tell.

The goodness of human nature and the love of the same family are more and more prominent in the evil.

As for the two races, because of Xu Qing's cautiousness, they actually didn't know from the beginning to the end.

This caused them to be massacred when facing Xu Qing's place, especially Xu Qing's poison was too terrifying. The foundation-builder cultivators of the two clans couldn't bear it first, screamed and rotted one after another.

Even if the Mirror Shadow Clan is special, it is still difficult to escape poisonous killing.

And Xu Qing's killing was still going on, and he approached a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianmian clan in a rush, and the two sides touched instantly.

In just three to five breaths, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianmian Clan spurted blood, his head flew up, and the Nascent Soul in his body collapsed, and one of them was directly swallowed by Xu Qing.

He didn't have time to refine it in his hand.

As for the injuries on his body, Xu Qing didn't pay attention to them, and turned his head suddenly at this moment, staring around.

With the outbreak of the drug ban, a large number of deaths here, the killing of the ancestors of the Vajra Sect and the shadows also increased the number of deaths of monks of the two clans.

As for Linger's attack, Xu Qing had seen it once in Mermaid Island a long time ago, so he knew very well that Linger looked weak on the outside, but in fact his style was biased towards melee combat.

From what I can see right now, that is indeed the case.

Ling'er's body turned into a battle armor, surrounded by phantoms of dragons and snakes, and she held a spear in her hand. Her obviously thin body burst out with amazing fighting power.

And this killing didn't last too long, less than a stick of incense, as the last few monks of the two races died miserably, the surroundings became quiet.

Even the giant beasts that pulled the iron cage were separated from their bodies and killed by the Vajra Sect patriarch venting his anger.

After everything was over, Ling'er shed tears, and the Patriarch of the Vajra Sect was sad and angry. They looked at the cage protected by Zhaoxiaguang.

The human race in the cage was still numb. After many days of torture and the spellcasting of the two races, their consciousness was about to collapse. Even when they saw Xu Qing and the others, they were all without spirits.

"Sister Li... Aunt Chen..." Ling'er walked to the cage, looked at the figure inside, and her voice was crying.

Xu Qing walked silently, waving his hand towards the sun, he raised his hand to open the cage, and with a bang, the crowd collapsed from inside like cargo.

However, under the careful care of Xu Qing, they scattered without causing more casualties.

It was just the scenes under the cage that Xu Qing was looking at, which made Xu Qing's heart extremely depressed.

At the bottom of the cage, most of them were squeezed into meat paste. Hundreds of people were fused together, and some of them couldn't even recognize their faces...

"Where is Pan Yan..."

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, walked to the next cage, opened one after another, looked at those familiar clansmen, at those bloody bodies, and at those shocking fleshy mud, Xu Qing's heart was full of strong emotions. sad.

He has seen the misery in the world, but he still can't be indifferent to such purgatory.

Especially two months ago, these were all beautiful lives. In them, Xu Qing felt the rare simplicity and the hard-to-find kindness.

In the cold night, they huddled together to keep warm, willing to bring their own warmth to more cold fellows.

But now...

Xu Qing closed his eyes, the killing intent in his heart didn't decrease due to the previous killing, on the contrary it became more intense and more intense, accumulating in his heart, oppressing his hostility continued to form, and he was a little out of breath.

Because, in the meat paste of the seventh cage, he saw half a face.

Shi Pangui's Taoist companion, the face of the woman who makes delicious dim sum...

Her body has melted into mud.

Xu Qing left silently, and after opening the last cage, amidst the scattered crowd, his gaze stayed on the corner at the bottom of the cage.

There, there is a corner of a book.

At this glance, Xu Qing's body trembled uncontrollably. After he waved his hand, the flesh in that area was slowly pushed away, revealing a little girl.

Her clothes were mixed with the meat paste, only half of her thin body was left, and her small upper body was tightly holding a book of pharmacopoeia with both hands.

Hug very hard, very hard.

It seemed that this was her last obsession, her last hope.

She existed in the corner, with her head down, her pale face without any blood color, as if she was asleep.

Xu Qing felt his chest hurt so badly, he took a breath hard, but his body was still trembling, and the scene from two months ago uncontrollably appeared in his mind.

In the picture, a thin figure, with timidity, is holding a sweet potato and asking himself about the vegetation.

In the picture, the child takes out the grass and asks himself about knowledge.

Xu Qing's memory of that eager gaze towards knowledge was deep, so he sent out his own pharmacopoeia and accepted his first disciple in the way of medicine.

"Teacher, can we still meet?"

This is the little girl, the last word.

At this moment, in Xu Qing's eyes, the sleeping little girl seemed to raise her head, looked at him timidly, and asked the words that echoed in his mind.

"As long as we don't die, we will meet each other eventually."

Xu Qing murmured, this sentence is very beautiful, but...if you die, you won't be able to see it.

Xu Qing stood there for a long, long time.

Until Ling'er's cry and the roar of grief and indignation of the Vajra Sect ancestor seemed to come from a distant place, echoed in his ears, gradually became clearer, and brought his thoughts back to reality.

"Ling'er..." Xu Qing's voice became extremely hoarse, and he turned his head to look at Ling'er who was crying.

Ling'er ran over and hugged Xu Qing, her body twitching. She had rarely seen such a life and death, and it was unbearable.

And the surrounding crowd also slowly recovered, and the sounds of sadness and crying gradually increased, until a figure staggered over and knelt down in front of Xu Qing.

"senior……"

The person who came was Shi Pangui, his body was weak, his eyes were red with blood and tears, his expression was distorted, his madness was being suppressed, and he looked at Xu Qing tremblingly.

He knew about the death of his wife and sister, and he also had death intentions in his eyes, but before that, he endured everything by force.

Because he knew that he wanted to tell Xu Qing about the whereabouts of the king.

"Senior, please save the savior..."

"The lord of the country was taken away to the holy city by the national teachers of the alliance of two races. At that time, I heard them say that the lord of the country should be refined into blood to repair the mirror treasure."

Xu Qing looked at Shi Pangui, and after a few breaths, he turned his head and looked at the little girl.

Shi Pangui looked at the same thing, his body trembled more and more, his hands were tightly held, the grief in his heart turned into a mouthful of blood, and he smiled miserably.

Xu Qing silently walked over to the little girl, knelt down and covered her eyes.

"Pangui, your sister is asleep, don't disturb her, you are here...waiting for me."

"I'm going to bring your lord back."

Xu Qing spoke softly, and after standing up, 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 summoned Ding Yisaner's stone lion and head, and at the same time spread the poisonous mist to cover the surrounding area, sealing the place.

After finishing all this, Xu Qing took a deep breath and patted Shi Pangui on the shoulder.

"Hope to return, wait for me to come back."

After speaking, Xu Qing raised his head to look in the direction of the holy city.

If you look at the land of death, there are no waves, only the meaning of death continues to gather and become thicker, and finally spreads out from the whole body, covering all directions.

He didn't continue to speak, he took a step forward, and when he reached the sky, the spirit wheel was revealed with a wave of his hand.

The terrifying figure of the old woman in black robe appeared in the sky.

Xu Qing stood on top of her head, the old woman's face showed death and killing intent, and she left suddenly in a flash.

Xu Qing lowered his head, and as he moved forward rapidly, the poison in his body dissipated and spread behind him.

It is not a disorderly diffusion, but agglomeration.

more and more.

Gradually, a thick black mist formed behind Xu Qing.

This mist contains drug prohibition, causing the world to change color, and when all directions are roaring, the mist is getting bigger and thicker.

Under Xu Qing's continuous release, the poisonous Nascent Soul in his body exploded, causing the poison produced in his body to rise like never before.

Xu Qing seldom released his poison with all his strength, but at this moment, the killing 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 alliance of the two races, a sandstorm appeared in the sky, and the range was as large as a hundred miles.

Connecting the sky and the earth, countless lightning roars inside, and endless heterogeneity is invading all directions.

And in this vast black sandstorm, there is a huge old woman's figure, above her head...Xu Qing stood there with an expressionless face, looking into the distance.

During these three days, he tried to wake up Ding Yisaner's divine finger, but the other party did not respond, 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 Lingzang.

Not to mention, there are a total of six spiritual treasures of the alliance between the two races.

Two of them have already completed a secret storehouse.

But even if some things are dangerous, Xu Qing feels that he still has to do them.

In fact, as long as those six spirit treasures are solved, the other Nascent Soul cultivators, relying on some means, Xu Qing is not without the power to kill.

But the price is very high.

"My disciple is dead. As a master, I have to seek justice."

"After eating so many snacks, I always have to do something."

"Also... I borrowed something from others. If the Duanmu is gone, I can't return it."

Xu Qing spoke softly, the icy coldness in his eyes was getting colder and colder, sweeping the drug control sandstorm covering a hundred miles behind him, approaching the holy city of the two clans in front.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, the holy city of the two-race alliance, like a bird's nest, is celebrating.

They have already heard about the human race, and these days, many inferior races have been arrested one after another, and the number of sacrifices is finally enough.

This means that the two clans can feel at ease until the next sacrificial day arrives.

This matter excited the people of both clans, and laughter followed, and the whole city was boiling.

And before the sky fire passed through the sky, although it caused great damage to the city and basically exhausted the defensive formations, it has been restored after several months of repairs.

In this bustle, many people from the two races gathered towards the square between the two palaces, where a refinement was going on.

This refinement has been going on for a long time and is about to end.

The one who started refining was the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan, and the one who was refined was Duanmuzang of the Human Race.

Many monks of the two ethnic groups are no strangers to Duanmu Zang. Most of them have been missing for many years, and they were finally investigated to be related to Duanmu Zang.

So these days of refining, people from both races will go to wait and see.

At this moment, in this square, Duanmuzang's head and limbs were all nailed into a huge mirror, and bursts of white air radiated from his body and merged into the mirror.

This mirror is exactly the mirror treasure that was shattered by it that day.

The spirit of the weapon inside has been shattered and is now being reshaped.

The blood in Duanmuzang's body continued to flow, and the pain caused by the refinement of his life made his body tremble and his expression distorted. Even if you look closely, you can see that most of his bones have collapsed and all his tendons have been torn.

Nascent Soul was also imprisoned, and there were countless weird maggots gnawing on it.

The collapsed secret store was full of dead energy, attracting a large number of evil spirits to devour it.

Obviously suffered endless torture before.

But all the pain did not make him cry out.

The backbone of the human race made him face it with a smile even when he was at a dead end, unwilling to show the slightest vulnerability.

He stared at the figure sitting cross-legged in mid-air, and heard a hoarse voice.

"It takes so long to refine the old man. The Mirror Shadow Clan is really useless."

Sitting cross-legged in mid-air is an old man with a rock body, this person is the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan, he looked at Duanmuzang coldly, and spoke lightly.

"After you become my mirror spirit, I will let you swallow your people with your own mouth. You will like the taste."

(End of this chapter)