God of Undead

Chapter 65 Blood Killing
Less than a quarter of an hour after Liao Yan and old man Situ Chuan left the intersection at the foot of the mountain, the three old men in dark Chinese attire finally came down quickly, and halfway up the mountain, hundreds of disciples of the Nether Palace were also rushing Go down the mountain sharply.

"Who did it, don't you want to live?"

Looking at the scene in front of them on the mountain steps behind the Zixia Palace, the eyes of the three respected elders of the outer sect of the Nether Palace all had a look of rage in their eyes. On the three old faces, there was a fierce and ferocious aura.

At this moment, in front of them, the ground was a mess. Seven or eight followers, including Lei Song, had long been dead in various corners, lying in a pool of blood. It was obvious that they had just been beheaded.

Such a scene made the three of them go berserk, furious!

They chased them all the way, no matter where they went, the local powers they passed were all greeted with respect and courtesy, like servants, and now, in such a small sect that is not popular, someone dared to do something to their people.

Even if they killed only some insignificant followers, it would be tantamount to provoking the majesty of the entire Nether Palace, which is simply unforgivable!
"No matter who did it, first wash this sect with blood, and dare to desecrate this palace, the crime should be punished!" The old man with a childlike face and white hair shouted loudly, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a corner of the eaves of the Zixia Palace was caught by him angrily. Shattered, "It's so hateful, I didn't expect that little thief to be here, we were almost deceived by that guy Liao Yan!"

Although Lei Song crushed the jade slips when he was about to die before, and only spread the news to the mountain in an instant, the three of them are not ordinary people. The scene in front of them, and the empty situation around them, many things have long since disappeared. It speaks for itself!

Obviously, up to now, the three of them have all recovered from Liao Yan's plan to hide the sky and cross the sea. At this moment, the three of them are filled with secret hatred and fury.

No matter what their identities, they never expected that they would be almost treated like monkeys here. Now that they know everything, the three of them can't wait to kill this land to get rid of their hatred!

"Kill! As long as it is a living thing in this sect, even if it is a dog, don't let it go today!"

The rickety old man who was sitting in the middle of the Dharma lecture hall on the top of Yunlan Peak spoke coldly. The three outer elders were obviously headed by him. When the old man got angry at this moment, an invisible evil spirit filled the air in an instant, indicating that A bloody storm is about to descend on this sect!

Soon, the remaining hundreds of gatekeepers from the Nether Palace also rushed down the mountain. Seeing the scene in front of them, and seeing the anger on the faces of the three elders, all of them looked fierce and murderous like a group of elders. Shura was born!
"Kill! Wash this land with blood, and let those ants know the consequences of provoking Nether Palace!" A group of people yelled, none of them were good. After staying in a place like Nether Palace for a long time, they already had an extreme feeling for blood. Shady and crazy hobby!
"Old ghost Youfeng, you are now leading someone to chase the person down the mountain. The old man and old ghost Youze are chasing in the direction of this forest. There are two figures who can barely catch the eye and just escaped. I think the little thief also came from this direction. Slip away!"

A moment later, the stooped old man continued to speak coldly, his eyes filled with thick haze, Liao Yan and Situ Chuan had just fled towards the woods not long ago, with this old guy's terrifying cultivation, he was still able to capture A breath of air.

From this, the old guy came to the conclusion that the little thief they were going to track probably slipped away in that direction. After all, normal people's thinking would use their main force to protect important targets.

"Go, Old Ghost Youfeng, isn't the wand of withered bones in your hand in urgent need of the blood sacrifice of the living? Right now is a good opportunity. After the old man and Old Ghost Youkuang catch that little thief, they will naturally come to join you!" The old man with childlike face and crane hair sneered, and there was a trace of coldness overflowing from his brows. He was exactly the Youze that the old man said. At this time, he was angry, his face was as cold as ice, and his whole body was like a swamp of demons that wanted to engulf the living. .

"Okay, all the people will follow the old man on the road, chasing and killing all the way, as long as they are alive, no one will be left behind!" Youfeng is the old man sitting on the right before, and the old ghost of Youfeng drinks, and hundreds of people from the Nether Palace The doorman immediately followed with a ferocious look.

They came here only to kill people, to wash the blood of this sect. Although the disciples and disciples of the Liuyun Sect had already evacuated and fled a few moments ago, there are only three ways to get out of the Yunwu Mountains. Time to chase, many of Shen Chen's former classmates are destined to be slaughtered!
This is an immeasurable calamity. In front of the giant of the Nether Palace, there will be no suspense. From today onwards, the entire Renliu Yunzong will be removed from this land. Burn it... Behind the Zixia Hall, You Ze and You Kuang, two elders from the outer sect of the Nether Palace, looked at each other coldly, and then rushed towards the forest.

That forest was the place chosen in the first round of the Liuyun Sect Grand Competition, but at that time Liao Yan and others chose a small area outside the forest. Behind the assessment site, there is a wider primitive old forest. , connected to the Yunwu Mountains.

Liao Yan and Situ Chuan stayed until the end and rushed into it desperately, just to rely on the complex terrain in the primitive old forest to buy more time for the disciples and Shen Chen to escape. It's all about knowing that bad luck is bad... When Liao Yan and the two successfully dispersed the main force of the Nether Palace, they left a mountain road in the Yunwu Mountains. Shen Chen and his party were also gritting their teeth and rushing desperately. After a long journey, I couldn't help but look back and look into the distance, my eyes were like autumn waters, and there was no longer the obsequiousness of the past, only the sorrow of looking forward to piercing.

She grew up in Liuyunzong since she was a child. In the past 50 years, she has left this mountain range a handful of times. Everything around Yunlan Peak is deeply imprinted in her soul. Now that Liuyunzong is gone, her father Not knowing the life and death of the suzerain, the pain in her heart has already pushed her to the brink of collapse. If there is not a sliver of obsession in her heart, this middle-aged beautiful woman who usually charms all beings has already turned around and killed her back.

In addition to the two elders Situ Ya and Xiao Zhenhai, Chen Fanghao and Lu Hao who had successfully evacuated the disciples also quickly followed up, and several hall masters and deacons with top-notch cultivation in Liuyunzong were also among them.

At this time, although the group of people seemed to be small in number, they were all elites of the Liuyun Sect. The rest of the disciples had already been dispersed by the two elders, and they were ordered to flee as far as possible from the direction where the thorns and grass were overgrown.

It is impossible for the four elders of the sect to take care of too many people in such a big escape. Now that they are gathered together, they can only hope that they can escort these two juniors who Liao Yan regards as the sect's greatest hope.

In fact, not only Situ Ya was distraught, but everyone here was in a heavy heart. Shen Chen's fingers had been stuck in his palm, and it was still impossible to relieve the bloody fist, as if only the kind of piercing pain could make him Shen Chen firmly remembered everything that happened in front of him!
"there……"

After turning over a hill, when everyone stood on the slope of the hill and looked back, the killing had already begun in the valley far behind them.

Under the leadership of the old ghost Youfeng, the people from the Nether Palace chased them very quickly. In the blink of an eye, some members of the Liuyun sect who were slightly weaker in their feet had already been intercepted halfway. He was brutally murdered.

Although the distance is far away, the scene of blood splatter and stumps all over the ground is still shocking. Within a few breaths, heads fell to the ground one by one, and dozens of familiar figures fell one after another. Everyone's heart is bleeding.

However, this was just the beginning of the killing. As the pace progressed, similar scenes were staged behind Shen Chen and the others like tragic dramas one after another.

"Tang Zhe...my disciple, ah—" Under an old pine tree, Lu Hao, the blue-faced wolf, cried out, blood and tears were coming from the corners of his eyes, and he was distraught.

The moment he turned around just now, the old man saw one of his personal disciples tragically died in the gravel of the mountain road in the distance.

Facing the tyrannical minions of the Nether Palace, those backward members of the Liuyun sect didn't even have the slightest strength to retaliate. Many high-spirited figures in the sect on weekdays have now become lambs at the mercy of others.

The people in the Nether Palace were born like demons at this time, and they were ruthless in killing. They didn't seem to be chasing again, but more like harvesting the lives of Liuyun sect members cruelly.

"what!"

"Haha! Kill! Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

"what--"

"kill!"

"what……"

Behind Shen Chen and his group, screams and laughter were mixed together, like a magic sound, shaking and impacting the minds of the group.

"Ah! Xue Qingtuer, no—" Soon another female disciple of the hall master died, and the people of Nether Palace stepped on the young and beautiful corpse ruthlessly, and the hall master immediately let out a mouthful of anger. Blood, striding forward, was about to turn back and fight those devils desperately.

"Master Mo, don't be impulsive!" The old man Xiao Zhenhai had sharp eyes, and immediately stopped him, not letting him go back and do stupid things!
Although most of the disciples of the Nether Palace who are chasing now are just followers and disciples of the three old ghosts from the outer sect, all of them are tyrannical, like Lei Song and his like before. You can only die in vain, and it will not change anything.

However, similar scenes have become a picture that can be seen everywhere later. The three roads leaving the Yunwu Mountains intersect with each other, winding between the steep peaks. That place was able to survive.

There is no weak person among Shen Chen and his group. They all have strong feet. Many small valleys, rivers, and mounds can be jumped over. For this reason, their group can take shortcuts, and many of them seem to be insurmountable. Everywhere is like walking on the ground, so you don't need to be like other disciples who can only wander around the right way!
Because of this, even though Shen Chen and his party were the last to set off, they rushed to the middle of the fleeing army at this moment, and as time went by, more and more disciples fell behind them, and this advantage in strength and speed, It soon became a torment.

Many disciples and disciples who fell behind them were brutally slaughtered a moment later, and the shrill screams reached their ears like needles.

"Cao Shun died in battle... The sky has no eyes, what a pity for such a young man with strong bones..." The blue-faced wolf looked back, and another outstanding disciple of the sect fell in his eyes, and saw the grassland in the distance The moment the last pair of meteor hammers fell to the ground with no strength, the old man burst into tears and was in so much pain that he covered his head and could no longer look directly at it.

"Shadowless Sword Li Xuan, his long sword has been broken by someone, and he probably won't be able to hold it anymore..."

"Wang Xu! Wang Xu! Run, ah no—"

"That's... Sectional Master Zhang, did he even suffer..." Ah!The way of heaven is unfair, do you really want to destroy my Liuyun Sect..."

With the passage of time, more and more members of the Liuyun Sect were caught up by the minions of the Nether Palace. Among Shen Chen and his party, someone yelled countless times, watching familiar people being slaughtered one by one. tragedy!
On this day, the entire Yunlan Peak was covered in blood...

(End of this chapter)