She is a mad villain and it is hard to tell whether she is good or evil

Ying Si's eyes flashed and he spoke in a cold voice. In an instant, shouts of killing arose from all around.

The smell of blood quickly spread, as if a demon opened its bloody mouth and swallowed up the world.

Xie Xuan stood quietly not far away, watching the bloody massacre with cold eyes, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Maybe there is a sense of satisfaction in taking revenge.

But whenever my eyes fell upon those fallen bodies, and I thought of my departed tribesmen who would never return, my heart was filled with endless sadness.

She knew very well that she was not a kind-hearted saint. The mark of hatred was deeply engraved in her bones. How could she let it go?

At this moment, one person was panicking and tried to escape from this Shura field by flying on a sword.

Ying Si's figure was as fast as lightning, and he flashed over in an instant. The sharp sword in his hand was wrapped in a cold light, and he stabbed the man fiercely, piercing him through.

Blood splattered, staining Ying Si's clothes with glaring bloodstains.

Seeing this, Xie Xuan couldn't help but be slightly startled. When he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Ying Si's pair of eyes that were as cold as ice.

"Retreat and attack the second family."

Ying Si put away her sword without any emotion, as if the blood on the ground was just an ordinary thing to her.

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison and acted quickly.

Xie Xuan stood there in a daze, his eyes following Ying Si's figure.

It was not until the crowd was about to disappear at the end of her sight that she woke up from her dream and hurried to catch up.

On the other hand, those free-spirited creatures in the divine world were still immersed in a life of drunkenness and dreaming, completely unaware of the impending doom.

They were enjoying themselves to their heart's content on the Kunyan Continent, unaware that Ying Si and his ilk were using their names to burn, kill and loot everywhere.

A catastrophic disaster is approaching quietly like a dark cloud.

In Kunyan Continent, the peace of the past is long gone. Now, the pungent smell of blood is everywhere, like a layer of haze, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

Many practitioners were keenly aware of this abnormality, and out of fear they hastily closed themselves off in order to protect themselves.

Or maybe you're hoping for a lucky break and sneak out to see what's going on.

However, what came into view was the tragic scene of people from the divine world openly committing crimes and slaughtering people.

The bloodiness was so frightening that everyone was instantly silenced.

The Jiang family, who had once been obsessed with Shenmeng Valley and enjoyed unlimited glory, were tragically wiped out in this disaster.

The house full of corpses and the dilapidated mansion serve as a constant warning to others: this is the fate of those who disobey the gods.

In this case, who would dare to stand up at this time and stroke the tiger's whiskers in the divine world?

These carefree guys in the God Realm, after venting and enjoying themselves, were finally satisfied and planned to leave.

But as soon as they raised their feet, they became acutely aware of something strange around them - it was too quiet, terrifyingly quiet.

At this time of year in the past, the streets of Kunyan Continent were not crowded with people.

There were always people walking around, and many houses were lit with warm yellow lights, but now, there is only dead silence.

You know, there has never been a curfew in Kunyan Continent.

The sudden silence sobered these usually arrogant guys up a little.

One of them frowned involuntarily, covered his chest and burped a few times, his face full of anxiety.

He whispered, "Brother, something is wrong!"

The man next to him didn't care at all. He raised his head and said in a drunken tone:

"Why are you panicking? With our strength, who in this Kunyan Continent would be so bold as to touch a hair of ours?"

Having said that, the flash of panic in his eyes still exposed his inner uneasiness.

"Since you are here, stay."

A cold and piercing sound like the collision of ice spikes suddenly exploded in this dead silent space.

Those people from the divine world who were about to leave suddenly froze and looked back in horror.

The goddess was seen dressed in white clothes as white as snow, sitting cross-legged on top of the bright moon, like a fairy descending from the sky.

In front of her lay a blood-red harp, the red light flowing from the harp looked like gurgling blood, emitting an eerie glow in the dark night.

It reflected her beautiful yet frosty face, making it even more eerie and strange.

At first, these people felt something was wrong and began to panic.

When he saw that the person who spoke was just a woman, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the arrogant expression reappeared on his face.

"Oh, who the hell was that? It turns out she's just a delicate little girl."

One of them grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and his obscene gaze wandered freely over Shen Ruo.

"Hahahaha, such a delicate girl, it seems like we guys are going to be lucky today..."

The others started laughing, and their twisted faces were filled with dirty thoughts, which was disgusting.

Shen Ruo seemed not to hear anything and just stared at them quietly.

The gaze seemed to be looking at a few lifeless corpses, revealing endless indifference and compassion.

“I never thought that the people in the God Realm could be so despicable.”

After a long time, she opened her red lips slightly. Her voice was not loud, but every word was like a hammer, striking this filthy night.

"You relied on your status to wantonly slaughter innocent people. When you were slaughtering, did you ever feel a bit guilty? After the slaughter, did you ever reflect on yourself for a moment?"

These questions were like a sharp light, piercing straight into the chaotic hearts of several people.

They were stunned at first, then looked at each other in disbelief.

"You...what do you mean?"

One person was the first to come to his senses, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice and a growing panic in his heart.

The arrogance just now had long disappeared, replaced by deep vigilance.

"Humph, as cultivators, you should be compassionate and protect all living things, but now your hands are stained with blood and you have become demons who kill innocent people."

"In this case, I, Shenmenggu, will eliminate you, the evildoers, for all living beings today!"

After saying this, Shen Ruo no longer hesitated. She waved her white hands, and her ten fingers danced rapidly on the strings like nimble butterflies.

In an instant, the sound of the piano whistled, like the clanging of golden swords, like the wailing of ghosts and gods, and swept straight towards those people.

Many people around saw Shen Ruo coming and couldn't help but pluck up the courage to come out to watch.

"Today, all of you bear witness for me. The God Realm has killed innocent people indiscriminately, and I, Shenmeng Valley, am enforcing justice on behalf of Heaven!"

The voice filled with spiritual power reached everyone's ears, and many people stood up to respond to Shen Ruo.

Among them, Ying Wu was the most active. He shouted: "Please ask Lord Shenruo to avenge my family!"

"They don't even spare a three-year-old, my brother!"

"He's only three years old!"

After he finished speaking, Yingwu burst into tears, and it looked as if his entire family had really been killed.

In addition, Shadow Five was in tatters, which aroused the sympathy of many righteous people.

There were even remnants of those families who really came to complain to Shen Ruo.