slaughter the sky

Chapter 105 Desperate conscience, voice of resentment!

Following the eyes of Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji, he looked forward, and saw that the village was strewn about, lying, leaning on, or laying dead bodies all over the ground, men, women, old and young, at least there were no less than a hundred of them.

Seeing so many dead bodies at first glance, one can't help but feel the scalp tingle, the hairs stand on end, and goose bumps appear all over the body.

"This this……"

Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji's lips trembled uncontrollably, and they were speechless for a while.

After finally regaining their composure, Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji flew forward to inspect those dead bodies without saying a word.

Each of these corpses looked strange and miserable. Their eyes were wide open, and their faces were frozen with fear and fear.Apparently, before they died, they saw or experienced something that terrified them.

What's more, their skin was shriveled, leaving only a piece of skin wrapped around the bone frame.

The death of these villagers is the same as that described by Shan Shanhan and the others who left the missing village.There was no wound on his body, but the blood was drawn away strangely.

Afterwards, Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji tacitly went into each house to check to see if there were any survivors.

There are also dead bodies lying in many houses, after searching one by one.Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji's faces were gloomy, their chests were congested, and a raging flame of anger blazed straight up into the sky, from the baby who was still in its infancy to the elderly Baishuang, and the whole village died Exhausted, no one survived.

Especially when their eyes fell on the corpses of those babies who were still in the swaddling clothes, their eyes were flushed, the corners of their eyes were slightly moist, and their faces were full of ferocious anger.

Fingers crossed!

It's really outrageous.

The murderer was so heartless that he didn't even spare the baby in the swaddle.

The fists of the two clenched together and made a "clucking" sound.

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I will definitely catch that beast, cut it into pieces, and cut it into pieces."

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Qin Tian suggested to Zhao Wuji: "Senior Brother Zhao, let's bury the corpses of these villagers!"

"Okay!" Zhao Wuji nodded in agreement.

To bury these corpses, Qin Tian and the others did not use any tools.Because it would be too troublesome and time-consuming to dig out the corpse pits with tools.

See, Qin Tian came to the edge of the village, in a relatively open and flat open space, his eyes fixed, and he shouted coldly: "The world is full of potential!"

As soon as his mind moved, under the exertion of the myriad forces of the universe, with Qin Tian as the center, the ground within a radius of thirty feet shook like an earthquake.

Relying on the power of the universe, Qin Tian relied on the power of the earth to crack the ground and form deep pits one after another.

Afterwards, with the hard work of Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji, the corpses of all the villagers in Woniu Village were buried in a deep pit.

After finishing these, Qin Tian and Zhao Wuji let out a long sigh of relief.

The sky has completely darkened, a crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars are shining brightly.The moonlight and starlight as soft as water sprinkled down, covering the earth with a layer of illusory gauze.

Finally, Zhao Wuji said: "According to the intelligence and information given by Elder Shan and Deacon Jiang, there have been mysterious disappearances and tragic deaths of villagers in the area of ​​Yan'an Mountain. Five villages, Luqiao Village, Wanling Village, and Bazhang Village also happened. Brother Qin, in order to save time, I suggest that we split up and go to these villages to check the situation. What do you think?"

Qin Tian pondered for a while, and said yes, it's settled like this.

Zhao Wuji took out the map and drew out the route map between several villages.Then, through assignment, he was in charge of Shilong Village and Wanling Village, Qin Tian was in charge of Baoxing and Luqiao Villages, and finally they met in the remaining Bazhang Village.

After the business was done, Zhao Wuji took the lead to leave, and after a few dodges, he disappeared into the vast night.

When Qin Tian was about to leave, suddenly, Gong Yutian's voice sounded in his mind, saying: "Boy Qin, wait a minute?"

"Huh? Uncle Gong, what's the matter?"

Regarding Gong Yutian's behavior, Qin Tian was full of suspicion.

Gong Yutian explained: "Boy Qin, the villagers here all died with injustice, and they all died with reluctance. Their hearts are naturally very unwilling and have great resentment. These have a majestic sound of resentment. As far as you are concerned, But it’s a good opportunity. If it’s wrong, this village might not have this store.”

The so-called voice of resentment, as the name suggests, is the sound of resentment produced by people.

Qin Tian thought about it, what Gong Yutian said was indeed true, all the residents of Woniu Village were tragically killed, it's no wonder they didn't hold any grudges.

Immediately, he resolutely sat down on the spot, and in his mind, the method of collecting the voice of resentment emerged.

Such an opportunity cannot be let go.

In an instant, Qin Tian's eyes were closed, his heart was ethereal, and he got rid of all distracting thoughts, and both of them began to form a seal formula by wheel, lift, or stroke.

Under the moonlight, Qin Tian's face was calm, circle after circle of white light streaks, like water waves, spread out from Qin Tian's body in a ring shape.

One lap, two laps... five laps, six laps...

There were nine circles of such light patterns in total, shaking the void and trembling slightly.

After that, I saw the distortions of the void everywhere.In the distortion, streaks of gray air suddenly appeared out of thin air, like snakes and insects.

Looking around, there are many such gray gas, and the number is tens of thousands.

In every strand of gray air, there is endless resentment and resentment, and it is sharp, ear-piercing, and venomous, making people's soul tremble and roar.

"Gather!"

Steeply, he spit out a word from Qin Tian's throat.

At the same time, Qin Tian raised his hands above his head and formed a seal formula together.

In the next second, those voices of resentment seemed to be drawn by some kind, rushing towards Qin Tian from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Tian's figure was completely enveloped by those gray auras.

At this moment, Qin Tian firmly guarded his mind and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

If one accidentally distracted himself and was infected and eroded by the resentment and resentment contained in the gray air, the consequences would be disastrous.

In addition, the volume of the voices coming out of the gray air was ten times louder and penetrated into his ears and passed to his soul.

In a daze, Qin Tian felt as if he was in a purgatory on earth, filled with misery and resentment.

All the gray air in the void of Woniu Village gathered around Qin Tian's body. Looking at it in the dark, it looked a bit weird and frightening.

"receive!"

In the thick gray air, Qin Tian's voice sounded again.

Accompanying it, it can be seen that the volume of the gray gas is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Qin Tian's figure is gradually revealed.

In the air in front of Qin Tianqi's eyebrows, a fist-sized gray air mass writhed like a mollusk.

Those gray qi were temporarily condensed together by Qin Tian using the means on the Xiao Ming Le seal passed to him by Gong Yutian.

The most important thing to practice Xiaomingyueyin is the sound from the gray air.Those are the sounds of resentment.

However, it can only be obtained through a special secret method sacrifice.

However, Qin Tian doesn't have that spare time now, so he can only collect them first, and then deal with this sect mission.

Qin Tian dragged the gray air mass with one hand, took out a bottle from the storage bag with the other hand, put all of it into it, and carefully put it back into the storage bag.

Now that the voices of resentment had been collected, he quickly set off on his way to the two villages he was in charge of.

[PS: There was a mistake in Zhang yesterday, it was not "the ten thousand potentials of heaven", but "the ten thousand potentials of the universe". , give me some motivation. 】

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