God of Nine Dragons

Chapter 6 Terrible!

"My son, can you open your eyes and take a look at Grandma? Woooooo..."

"My son's father, you can't leave our mother and daughter behind! God, how do you tell us to live in the future!!!"

"Oh dad, can you stop sleeping? You said you were going to catch groundhogs behind Niu Niu's back. Daddy, don't ignore Niuniu. Wow... Niuniu doesn't want groundhogs anymore, as long as Daddy wakes up!"

"My child—"

"Woooooo~~~~"

On the way Chen Lingyun was rushing to the main gate, there were constant screams of crying, piercing into his ears, howling like a ghost, it was heartbreaking to hear, and his brows could not help but frown slightly...

When he rushed to the main gate of the Wuyang Department in a hurry, he found that the ground was full of stumps and broken arms. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a mountain of corpses and a river of blood. The thick and disgusting blood filled the air. middle.

The broken ground, the collapsed walls, and the broken gates were all stained with scarlet blood. Under the light of the red bonfire, the blood stains were even more brilliant red. A tragic breath rushed over.

Chen Lingyun looked at the corpses on the ground, most of them belonged to the Wuyang tribe.

In addition, he found that there were more than a dozen corpses of immature children, and the youngest should not be more than five years old, which was especially eye-catching among a group of adult corpses.

There was a scarlet line of blood on the white and tender necks of these children, and the bright red blood gurgled from the blood line, staining the big hands of the parents covering the children's necks red.

"Puppy, grandma will definitely help you stop the bleeding. It will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a while, you go to sleep for a while, woo woo woo~~~" The woman with disheveled hair hugged the child while covering it with her hand. On his neck, he choked with tears and muttered to himself.

But no matter what, she couldn't stop the blood, and the young child in her arms was already as pale as paper, dying of breath!
"Xiaoman, Xiaoman, this is your favorite braised pork trotter, wake up and take a look! If you don't open your eyes, grandma can eat it by herself! Well, it's delicious! You If you don't wake up, Grandma will eat it up!"

An unkempt young woman was holding tightly a child bleeding from the neck in her arms. In her hand, she was holding a shiny braised pig's trotter, which was still stained with blood, but she didn't care, biting He hoofed, blinked his mouth, and muttered, the scarlet blood dripping from his mouth onto his blood-red clothes.

A child is the lifeblood of every granny. The enemies of the Heiman Department cut off her lifeblood and plucked her heart. Obviously, her spirit has completely collapsed...

"Damn it, it's so hateful! Those bastards from the Heiman tribe don't even spare children, and they seal their throats with a sword, it's too vicious!"

"Poor children, poor mothers!"

"It's a pity that I didn't awaken the spirit wheel, otherwise I would fight this old bone and go to the Heiman tribe to avenge the children!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo these dolls have just awakened the spirit wheel, they are all newborn suns!"

"..."

Some old people around were filled with righteous indignation, and some old people were already in tears.

Seeing this scene, Chen Lingyun couldn't help tightening the scimitar in his hand, which was bloody and evil. The joints were slightly white and the veins were bulging, revealing the anger in his heart.

"What's going on with these children?" He came to a rather calm old man and pointed at the children's corpses.

"Tonight, an astonishing mysterious beast spirit star appeared in the sky above my Wuyang Department. A super genius was born, and the villains from the Heiman Department came and killed all the children who awakened the spirit wheel at night! How cruel!! !” The old man clenched his teeth and said angrily.

"Did you see where the old patriarch, the patriarch, and the gang of beasts from the Heiman tribe went?" Chen Lingyun asked, suppressing the overwhelming anger in his heart.

He already knew that the reason why the Wuyang tribe suffered frenzied killings from the Heiman tribe tonight was all because of the shocking vision caused by his awakening of the Hunyuan level spirit wheel.

Chen Lingyun's heart was filled with guilt and overwhelming anger!

"They went outside the tribe." The old man pointed to the southeast.

When Chen Lingyun heard the words, he listened carefully, and sure enough there was the sound of fighting coming from the southeast. His eyes reflected a cold and bloodthirsty light, and he was about to kill there, to kill the villains of the Heiman tribe.

blah blah blah!
Just at this moment, there was a rapid sound of horseshoes.

Chen Lingyun followed the prestige, and found that it was Chen Die'er and Chen Xiaohu, who were riding towards the main entrance on a tall horned horned horse with green scales on its body.

"Chen... Mr. Chen, are you alright?" Chen Die'er said with a gloomy face, looking at the boy in black with concern in her big beautiful eyes.

She originally wanted to call him senior, but Chen Lingyun said that when meeting him in public, don't call him senior, you can call him son.

"I'm fine, I'll lend you the horned horned horned horse, and I'll help the patriarch and the others!" Chen Lingyun said in an unquestionable tone.

After the words fell, he kicked his legs on the ground, using his body to bounce high into the air, and landed behind Chen Die'er, with the horse's belly between his legs, trying to dismount the beautiful girl.

"I'm going to help daddy and the old patriarch too!" Chen Die'er said stubbornly, feeling the breath of the boy in black, with two blushes on her gloomy face.

"drive!"

When Chen Lingyun heard the words, he didn't say much, he shouted loudly, and his legs clamped the horse's belly.

hiss--

The majestic horned horned horse struggled, let out a long neigh, and ran wildly with its four thick hooves, turning into a green lightning bolt, rushing towards the darkness ahead, bringing up billowing smoke and dust, leaving behind a series of crisp hooves.

"Mr. Chen, sister, wait for Xiaohu!" Chen Xiaohu, who was fat and stumpy, hurriedly said.

At the same time, the whip in his hand yanked the horned horned horse under him. It was hurting, and its four hooves ran furiously, rushing forward...

In the Wuyang Department, where an ancient forest in the southeast is located, roars, shouts of killing, and screams came and went, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Above the sky, there were two figures fighting fiercely. One of them was as majestic as an iron tower, holding an epee with a dazzling flame in his hand, and flaming inscriptions circled around the epee like elves.

This person is Heishan, the chief of the Heiman tribe, who has a first-level spiritual cultivation, and the fiery red epee in his hand is a fire spirit soldier with thirty inscriptions.

Lingbing, the weapon used by warriors, is very precious, needs to be inspired by spirit energy, and has great power.

According to the number of inscriptions engraved on them, spiritual soldiers are divided into:

Spiritual soldiers with ten lines, twenty lines...and hundreds of lines; those with five hundred lines and above are called holy spirit weapons, which are weapons that can only be owned by top warriors of the holy level.

On this basis, according to the attributes of the five elements, spiritual soldiers can be further divided into five-element attribute spiritual soldiers such as metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Hei Shan frantically injected spirit energy into the Fire Spirit Soldier, and slashed fiercely towards an old man in gray clothes and white hair opposite him, only to see a series of flaming sword shadows covering the old man with astonishing murderous intent and scorching heat.

The gray-clothed old man is none other than Chen Wanhe, the old patriarch of the Wuyang Tribe. He is also at the first level of the Spiritual Core Realm, but he has not recovered from his serious injuries. Bright.

This is a wood spirit weapon with forty inscriptions, and it is the treasure of the town of Wuyang.

Chen Wanhe swung the Wood Spirit Soldier violently, and shot out blue sword shadows, which collided violently with the flying red sword shadows.

Rumble!
Rumble!
The sword shadow exploded in mid-air, rumbled, and the wind blew out, showing bluish-red light clusters, like rounds of bluish-red early sun, dyeing the sky and the ancient forest into bluish-red...

On the surface, Chen Wanhe and Montenegro seem to be equally divided.

However, Chen Wanhe knew that he couldn't last long, and now his chest was aching, and he would be powerless in the future, and he would be suppressed by Black Mountain, and even died...

(End of this chapter)