I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

The devastated town, which was once crowded with people, is now deserted, as if it had been abandoned for hundreds of years.

A rough, yellowed hand picked up the waste soil on the ground, kneaded it for a few times, and then slowly let go. The pale gray soil drifted away with the wind...

"The ashes are still hot. Are we late again?" Ge Qing also grabbed the soil on the ground and took a look. Then he spoke in a deep voice to Xiang Guang who was squatting on the ground.

A woman next to the two men looked at the map in her hand and spoke slowly with a grim expression: "This is the thirteenth large town. It seems that things are worse than we thought."

"The soil here is completely covered with ashes. You can imagine how many people died." Another person spoke slowly.

"We have been following the trail all the way from Pinghua Town to here, and all the towns we passed by were completely destroyed. We couldn't even see a ghost."

"Such a terrifying killing speed, Boss Xiang Guang, I can't imagine how terrifying this ghost is."

The rest of the people on guard around them also felt heavy-hearted; they had never heard of or seen such a situation before.

If I had to sum it up in one sentence.

That is, they are not traveling as fast as the town is destroyed, let alone stopping it. Now they can't even see the shadow of a ghost.

The tall Xiang Guang stood up and looked at the abandoned town in silence, and the people around him also quieted down when they saw this.

Shortly after.

Xiang Guang turned around and looked at the others and said:

"Let's go back to the Holy City. It's meaningless to keep chasing them. We are too late. Since we can't stop them, we can only go back to the Holy City while the towns along the way are being slaughtered."

“Instead of delaying it, we should do our best to guard one place in advance and gather all our strength to destroy it! Otherwise, we can only watch it kill everyone from behind.”

The people around were startled when they heard this, and then fell silent.

Xiang Guang’s meaning is very simple, go back to the holy city and gather everyone in advance to wait for the ghost to come and fight it to the death!

Because a demon that can slaughter a town at such a speed has never been seen in history, you can imagine how terrifying it is.

However, this approach means that many people will die outside the holy city.

But at this point, they simply had no other options, not to mention they had no way to retreat. No matter how terrifying the ghost was, they could only fight to the death.

Having decided to return to the Holy City, Xiang Guang jumped onto his mount without hesitation.

It was a tall, black horse, but it had a single horn on its head.

The others also got on their mounts.

"go!"

After Xiang Guang finished speaking, he ran away first, and the others followed him when they saw this.

Soon, a group of more than a dozen people disappeared in the smoke and dust...

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"Ah!! Help!!"

"What kind of shitty ruins is this! I'm leaving! I'm not participating anymore!!"

"Oh, God! Is this your punishment for us?"

"Quick! Pick up your weapons and don't give up! If we work together, we don't all have to die!"

"I can't escape, is this despair?"

"This is a complete scam. Our cultivation was suppressed, but a monster like this slaughtered us!"

In a huge town, the scene inside the city has turned into hell.

Dense tentacles were frantically harvesting lives in the town. No matter men, women, young or old, monks or mortals, there was no difference at this moment.

The pitch-black tentacles, as long as spears, pierced through their chests and heads, sucking their flesh and blood dry in an instant...

Just a while ago.

The monks in the town were still slaughtering mortals one-sidedly. Although some mortals holding low-level magic weapons could stop them, there were too many monks, and the consequence of the unequal battle was despair...

However, the despair of mortals had just begun, and the despair of monks also came.

A pitch-black mountain with no top appeared out of nowhere outside the town. Just as the people in the town were surprised by the scene, dense tentacles like raindrops fell from the sky...

"You old bastard! Why don't you explain? This is the inheritance of your Rain Clan!"

In the town, dozens of monks surrounded an old man. These people were all talented figures from various major forces in Piaomiao Star.

At this moment, these people are uniting to deal with an old man with white hair and wrinkled skin. If someone who doesn't understand the cause and effect sees this scene, he will definitely curse these people in his heart for bullying an old man.

However, the monks who were besieging the old man knew in their hearts that although the old man in front of them looked like he was about to die of old age, he was actually the elder of the Rain Clan!

Not long ago, they were extremely respectful to the old man and did not dare to overstep the boundaries. Some were even more fawning and tried their best to please him.

However, the threat of death is now before their eyes. In their desperation, they no longer care about the other party's identity. They just want to figure out what is going on and find a way to survive.

"Tell me now!! What on earth is going on!! If you don't give us a reasonable explanation, we will definitely join forces to kill you before we die!"

"That's right! No matter how strong you are outside, you are at the same level as us here."

The old man Yuhao also had an extremely ugly expression when he saw this scene. Who was he to be threatened by these little guys?

However, now the situation is stronger than the person, so he had to suppress his anger and patiently explain:

"Calm down, I don't know what's going on, but don't be too desperate, this is the inheritance of Luoshen, and our ancestors are famous for their kindness."

"Maybe this is a test. Maybe I won't die if I'm killed by that tentacle."

"After all, very few people died in the past."

"And don't forget, among the cultivators participating in the inheritance this time, we are the largest group of people from the Rain Clan. If there was a problem, how could so many of us come in?"

Hearing this, the monks around looked at each other, some felt a glimmer of hope, while others still felt uneasy.

"What the old man said does make some sense. The Rain Clan wouldn't be stupid enough to let one of their own come in and die."

"indeed so."

But at this moment.

Countless tentacles came from all directions and pierced everyone's bodies.

"Ugh… damn! This isn't fake!"

"My life is slipping away! My soul is dying!!"

"No!! I don't want to die!!"

Yu Hao, who was pierced through the body, was also in disbelief. As an elder of the Rain Clan, he naturally understood that the attack he suffered was not fake! He was really going to die!

"How is it possible? Could something have gone wrong with the Luoshen Ruins?"

"It's over, my clan's younger generation! No..."