Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 210 They Can Only Accept Their Fate, They Can't Resist!
He was not transferred by the Golden Thread Pavilion to resist the evil disaster, but he came here on his own initiative to get the Golden Thread Seal.

So there is no need to follow any rules here.

"..."

Yang An's words made the monk not realize what it meant.

But at this moment Yang Eucalyptus made a move.

All the demons shrouded in black light, streaks of golden light appeared from nothingness, and began to dance up and down.

The bloody scene was displayed in the eyes of everyone, but what was even more frightening was that the flesh and blood on these monsters began to turn into torrents, all of which were absorbed and swallowed by a bead in Yang An's hand.

They saw this scene before and mistaken Yang An for a big monster.

But now it seems that this trip is not the act of a demon? !

It's just that Yang An didn't do anything to them, which made them feel relieved.

It seems that this person is on their side!
There are a total of ten flesh-and-blood monsters, all of whom were forcibly sucked flesh and blood under the suppression of Yang An. The golden light kept flying on their bodies, coming in and out, and weakening their strength at the same time, making them unable to give birth to new ones at all. Forces resist.

However, at this moment, Yang An turned around and looked at the monks.

"It was you who deliberately led all the monsters to me before, right?"

Under his suppression, several monks were able to breathe and regained their senses. They were shocked when they heard Yang An's words.

What does he want to do?
"Fellow daoist misunderstood! I just mistook fellow daoist for a demon before, and that's why I made such a bad move.

Fellow Daoists have not been implicated in any way, why don't we let go of our suspicions and kill these monsters in one fell swoop?As for the credit, you can give Fellow Daoist the biggest share, and we will share the rest equally. "

Someone immediately explained, but the topic was still brought up to destroy the monsters.

"It's really a good idea, but...you are also worthy?"

Yang Yu snorted coldly.

He can drive all these monsters to extinction by himself, so why use these guys to participate, and want to get a share of the action.

And that's not the point, the point is just an understatement of fault, wanting to expose what he did to him before, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

If he did it, he did it. If Dafang admits his mistake, Yang An might consider letting them go. Anyway, he was not implicated in any way.

But this guy used the excuse that he wasn't involved, and just exposed the matter.

Then you can't blame him.

It is a principle that revenge must be revenged!

Without waiting for these guys to say anything, a large amount of golden light also appeared beside them, and before these monks could react, all the golden lights fell on them.

All of a sudden, painful screams came out, endlessly.

Similarly, a huge suction force came, and the ground flesh and blood of these monks also turned into torrents, which were forcibly absorbed and swallowed by the silver beads.

"Damn! What are you doing? If you do this, the Golden Hazel Pavilion will definitely kill you!"

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life! Fellow Daoist, spare my life! Let me wait..."

Under the shroud of black light, they couldn't move at all, they could only endure streaks of golden light doing whatever they wanted on their bodies.

This guy is obviously just a middle-aged man, how could he have such terrifying suppressive power?It was so suppressed that neither the monks nor the monsters present could resist and fight back.

Someone with sharp eyes and a lot of knowledge seemed to think of something when they saw these golden lights.

"You! You are from Dade Temple!"

All kinds of noisy voices rang in Yang An's ears, some threatened, some begged for mercy, and some mistook him for someone from other forces again.

Yang An didn't respond to this.

He has already sensed that those fleeing monks have completely run away, and he can no longer perceive the situation in the city.

Kill everyone here, clean up afterward, and the Golden Thread Pavilion will not know what happened, so Yang An didn't hold back at all.

The shadow of death hangs over everyone's heart. After all, they have seen Yang An absorb all the flesh and blood of those monsters until they died. How can they imagine that Yang An will also attack them.

In desperation, there will always be people who try to resist, but they are suppressed by the dark spell. This is the power of the seal, and there is no way to resist.

Even if someone started to cause pain and tried to use stronger strength to get out of trouble under the increase of pain, Yang An would also be aware of it in advance, and he would not give any chance to kill him first, and swallow him directly.

Half an hour later, when the figures of demons and monks disappeared one by one, until finally there was nothing around Yang An, and everyone was gone.

As the last bit of flesh and blood was devoured by the seal residue, the silver bead finally landed on Yang An's hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Suppressing so many flesh-eating monsters and monks at the same time was also a heavy burden on him, and more than half of the mana in his body was consumed.

But luckily the payoff was huge and it was all worth it!

At this time, the silver beads were already heavier than before, and tiny lines began to appear on them, and a faint golden light glowed on the lines.

At this moment, Yang An finally sensed a very familiar aura on the bead.

That's right, it's the Difa Monument!
He has entered the Difa Tablet a few times, and he will never forget the deep, ethereal and strange aura.

It seems that his previous guess is correct, the recovery of the seal residue refers to the Difa Tablet.

Although the old guy and the old monster were dead, the tombstone could not be sealed, so this thing was left behind.

The flesh and blood of hundreds of demons and monks finally showed signs of revival of the Difa Monument, but it is unknown how much flesh and blood is needed before the real revival.

That is to say, this time it just happened to meet the evil disaster in Tianjingzhou, otherwise Yang An really didn't know where to find so much flesh and blood to revive the Difa Monument.

Putting the beads away again, there was no trace left on the scene, not even scum, so he left contentedly.

Those mortals were still hiding there shivering at the gate of the city. They were a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered in this situation, and Yang An couldn't provide much help.

But before leaving, I still remind them to repair the city gate as soon as possible, and then find a hidden place to hide.

Apart from being killed by him, all the monsters in this city have escaped, but there is no guarantee when the monsters will come again.

Once the monsters reappear, these mortals will inevitably end up miserable.

Although it was just an insignificant reminder, it was Yang An's last bit of kindness.

It's just that when he finished speaking these words, he saw all these mortals knelt on the ground together, kowtowed to him, but remained silent.

Yang An expressionless, eyes indifferent, flew up and flew out of the city, ready to leave here.

In this world, how could anyone want to save these mortals?Others will not, and neither will he. Everyone sets foot on the monks to protect themselves, to ensure their own safety in this world, everyone is selfish.

Think about yourself in everything, don't think about others, and don't release kindness at will, you can avoid a lot of trouble.

It is also impossible for him to protect this group of powerless mortals. If he can save one, he will not be able to save hundreds of thousands, and if he can save hundreds, he will not be able to save all living beings.

This group of people doesn't even have the power to protect themselves, and it's impossible to rely on others to protect them all the time, and he doesn't have that ability either.

He is too weak, too weak...

just...just...

Thinking of the silent scene where everyone kneeled and kowtowed to him just now, I still couldn't get rid of it before my eyes.

They are like a group of people who have resigned themselves to their fate. They followed Yang An's advice and expressed their gratitude, but they still waited desperately for their doomed fate.

Oh shit!

Yang An's figure suddenly stagnated in mid-air, and he gritted his teeth.

He has tried his best to restrain the kindness in his heart, making himself look cold and heartless, cruel and bloodthirsty.

This is the way he has figured out, and can integrate into this world.

But... why can't a group of mortals kneel before their eyes and can't stand it!
This scene reminded him of himself, when he had just come into this world.

If he didn't have special abilities, he might be no different from these people.

But that's all he has, none of these people.

They can only accept their fate and cannot resist.

Sighing softly, Yang An still chose to turn back. He didn't fly very far, and soon returned to the city wall, looking down at the mortals below.

There are not many people left in this group, less than a hundred, and there are also some young people among them.

But they were like walking dead. After Yang An left, they all looked dull, and planned to repair the destroyed city gate according to Yang An's words.

Although all this is useless when facing the monsters, they still do it.

People are like this, even if they already know what will happen next, they still subconsciously choose to look for the hope of life.

No one noticed Yang An's appearance, they were not monks, they were just ants, how could they perceive that Yang An had turned back at this time.

"Everyone... come with me!"

Yang An finally jumped and landed in the city, appearing in front of them.

Subconscious panic flashed in the eyes of these people, and when they saw that it was Yang An, although they were still scared, they all followed him obediently.

Relying on his perception, Yang An quickly found the cellar of a big family in the city.

The cellar is very large, and there is still a lot of food in it. It is obvious that they have not had time to move it, and all of it is stored here.

If there are only a hundred or so people, they can barely support it for a while.

He searched inside the buried meat talisman, and after searching for a while, he found a small object—a piece of skin of unknown origin.

This is a magical weapon, and I don't know when it was obtained, maybe it was Wuwei Peak, or maybe it was snatched from the monk he killed, he had already forgotten.

Although this thing is not very useful, it can emit a stench, which can slightly cover up the breath of these mortals.

He threw the leather into the cellar, and threw a few spiritual objects into it.

"You guys hide in this cellar from now on, remember to block the exit of the cellar.

Also, if you want to drip blood on this thing every day, don't take those spiritual objects away, maybe it can keep you safe in a short period of time, and won't be discovered by monsters. "

After doing all this, Yang An said to these mortals.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but quickly realized that they knelt down and kowtowed to Yang An immediately.

"Okay, okay, let's go."

Yang An couldn't stand it anymore, and flew away immediately after leaving a word, this time he really left.

(End of this chapter)