One emperor

Chapter 1924 Thousands of Tombs
Qingfeng Town, within a day, has become a hell on earth. On the streets and on the walls, bright red blood that has not dried up can be seen everywhere.Even when the wind blows, it will carry a strong smell of blood.

Thousands of corpses are scattered all over the streets and alleys of the town. On the face of each corpse, eyes are wide open, and they will not die with peace!

For all this, the group of demon cultivators would not pay attention to it at all, because this kind of environment is the most suitable environment for their cultivation. The clean, blood-free and dead-body place will make them extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, this group of demon revisionists gathered together, drinking wine, eating meat, and bragging about their respective gains today.

"Sovereign, it's really cool here. I've traveled to most of the Suzaku Continent, and I've been to many great sects, so I've seen a lot of them, but I've never seen them before. How can there be such a strong flavor?" What about the aura!"

"I've said it all, this is God helping us. From now on, we will rebuild the mountain gate here. With this geomantic treasure, it's hard for our sect not to grow, hahaha!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the gust of wind blew extremely strangely. It stands to reason that with their cultivation base of dust and spirit dust, even standing on the ice field, they would not feel cold, but this gust of wind blew by, but It made them shrink their necks involuntarily, and a chill appeared in their hearts.

"Xiemen, where does the wind come from?"

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, but they didn't say it out. Soon, the gust of wind was left behind by them, and they continued to drink, eat meat, and talk.

They didn't know that when the gust of wind passed by, there was already an extra figure in Qingfeng Town, which was like a hell on earth.

The young man in a blood-colored gown walked silently in the streets and alleys of Qingfeng Town, looking at the dead bodies. Although there was no expression on his face, the coldness in his eyes was It is like a glacier that will not melt for hundreds of millions of years, extremely cold.

"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Liu, Da Zhu, Xiao Song..."

Every time he saw a corpse, a name would come out of the young man's mouth. Obviously, he was extremely familiar with everyone here.

And every time he called out a name, the young man's arm flicked lightly, and the corpse would automatically fall into the ground, and then a grave would pop up. On the grave, there was even a tombstone, which had already engraved The name shouted out of the young man's mouth!

Uncle Zhao's Tomb, Aunt Liu's Tomb, Dazhu's Tomb...

Each tomb bag, like a kite, was supported by a string, suspended in the air, followed behind him, and continued to shuttle through the streets and alleys.

The speed of the young man was very fast, and the area of ​​the town was not very big. After a while, he had already walked all the places, and at this moment, behind him, there was a mass of black graves floating impressively.

In the pitch black night, a young man in a blood-red gown stood in the center of Qingfeng Town, which was filled with a strong smell of blood. Behind him, thousands of graves quietly floated. A square tombstone is inserted on top of the bag, and the name of the deceased is engraved on the tombstone.

This kind of weird situation, not to mention ordinary people, even a monk with a little courage will be scared out of his wits when he sees it.

This young man was naturally Ye Dong.

In the old house of the Ye family, he suddenly felt a surge of resentment and anger, which shocked his mind, and immediately reminded him of Qingfeng Town and the throbbing he felt in his heart before leaving the town .

Because he had lived here for half a year, even though he left, there was still a lingering aura left. Therefore, when the resentment and anger accumulated here reached a certain level, it was enough to affect his aura and make him feel it.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he saw a hell on earth.

The next moment, he appeared here.

At this moment, Ye Dong's heart is full of anger and guilt!

Although living like a mortal for half a year did not improve Ye Dong's strength in the slightest, it was precisely because of this ordinaryness that he gained something else.

Although he still hasn't found what he is missing, his Tao is improving and approaching all the time. This is a kind of artistic conception, an invisible comprehension of Tao, which is unclear.

It is precisely because of this that he has used a clearer prediction of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and of misfortune and fortune.

The throbbing in his heart when he left Qingfeng Town was actually a kind of power telling him that Qingfeng Town was about to face a catastrophe.

However, because of Lin Yuansheng's birth and Ye Dong's reason for his throbbing, he was not very sure, so he chose to leave.

Unexpectedly, with this departure, Qingfeng Town will suffer such a catastrophe, and the source of the catastrophe is because of him, Ye Dong.

If he hadn't lived here for the first half year, then Qingfeng Town's aura wouldn't be so abundant, and naturally it wouldn't attract these demon cultivators, which would lead to fatal disasters.

"Crack!"

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, accompanied by deafening thunder.

It seems that this is the unwilling and angry roar of the thousands of dead townspeople in Qingfeng Town.

Ye Dong turned around, looked at the thousands of graves floating in front of him, and said calmly: "You all died because of me, I can't bring you back to life, but I promise to give you justice, I ask the eminent monks and masters to save you, those who kill you will pay the due price, and your descendants who have not died, I will keep them safe and give them a lifetime of wealth!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Dong bowed deeply towards the thousands of tombs.

Heavy rain, pouring down!

"come out!"

Ye Dong's voice spread throughout Qingfeng Town in the heavy rain, reaching the ears of those demon cultivators, making their hearts beat faster, and a fear of imminent disaster enveloped them instantly.

Forty or fifty demon cultivators rushed out of the room immediately, and when they saw this strange scene in front of them, even this group of murderous and daring demon cultivators also rushed out from the bottom of their hearts. There was a burst of chill.

"Crack!"

Another flash of lightning flashed across, and the golden light tore through the black curtain, illuminating the names on the tombstones.

At this moment, all the demon cultivators seemed to have seen that a figure appeared on each tombstone, which was exactly the appearance of the townspeople they killed with their own hands.

"Ghost!"

I don't know who shouted these two words first, and then they wanted to turn around and run away.

However, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen, let alone escape, they couldn't even move their fingers.

At this moment, the young man who has always been expressionless, but whose eyes are more dazzling than lightning finally said slowly: "I have always had an idea, but I have never dared to do it, but today your appearance , let me make up my mind!"

(End of this chapter)