Living in the world of cultivation

After Mangchai struggled for a while, the light on the altar slowly dissipated, and the blood everywhere had disappeared.

At this time, its face was extremely pale, its skinny body shook a few times, and then turned around with difficulty.

"He's still here, but I still can't figure out his location..."

Venerable Hulan and others who had been waiting under the altar all let out a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Although the specific location of the boy is still not determined, it is enough to know that he is still in Magic Camel Mountain.

No one can survive the indiscriminate attacks of dozens of Ghost Transformation Masters and thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators.

At this time, more than ten powerful auras roared from the direction of Magic Camel Mountain.

The noise made by Master Mangchai's divination on the altar just now was too loud. How could the dozens of Mokui monks guarding Motuo Mountain not feel it.

In a short time, more than ten Nascent Soul monks from the Mokui tribe arrived above the valley.

Venerable Hulan frowned, then stretched out his hand to call over an old monster from the Ghost Clan next to him.

"Go and negotiate with them, tell the Ghost Clan to do something, and let them leave Magic Camel Mountain within a moment..."

The other party sneered after hearing this, and raised his hand to make a downward motion.

"If they don't know how to appreciate it, will we..."

Several old monsters from the Ghost Clan next to them also had a sinister and violent expression on their faces.

"Why bother with them? Just kill them all..."

"The Demon Kui Clan is nothing. If it weren't for us, they would have been attacked by the Yan Mo Clan..."

"Do we, the Ghost Clan, still have to look at the faces of the Demonic Sunflower Clan when we do things..."

After hearing this, Venerable Hulan waved his hands at them with a smile.

"After all, this is the territory of the Mokui tribe. It is better not to cause trouble. Just drive these people away. I understand that the Mokui tribe will not fall out with us because of these human races..."

After only a while, the old monster who went to negotiate came back.

"The matter has been resolved and they will leave soon..."

Venerable Hulan nodded with satisfaction, and did not ask how the other party persuaded those Mokui monks.

In the eyes of the Ghost Tribe monks, being able to say hello to those people is already a great honor to you.

At this time, all the ghost monks around the altar turned their attention to Venerable Hulan.

"Let's get started, no chickens or dogs left behind..."

After hearing what Venerable Hulan said, the surrounding Ghost Clan monks all responded excitedly and loudly.

Seeing the figure of a Taoist cultivator whizzing away, Venerable Hulan showed a sinister smile on his face.

"Boy, let me see where you go this time..."

The ray of light soaring into the sky just now in the distance also made the monks in the human gathering place in Wulong Valley panic.

The high-level officials at the gathering place have ordered the entire city to be on alert. At this time, there is chaos everywhere.

Although they were worried, fortunately there were still two Nascent Soul monks from the Mokui tribe guarding the place, which made them feel slightly relieved.

"Look, the two adults of the God Clan have left..."

As a chaotic shout came, all the human monks in the gathering area looked into the air and saw two huge bodies roaring away.

Seeing the two figures that had disappeared at the end of the horizon, the human race in the gathering place stood blankly and became at a loss.

Rumors of an impending catastrophe have already been deeply rooted in the hearts of people all over Demon Tuo Mountain, but no one knows what will happen.

"Rumble..."

At this time, a sudden earth-shaking loud noise came, and the entire Wulong Valley was shaken violently.

All the monks in the gathering place felt their eyes go dark, and they were shocked to the point of bleeding and dizziness.

"The great calamity is coming, run quickly..."

I don't know who yelled, and the gathering place suddenly became chaotic.

Countless monks were running around like headless flies, with wailing and shouting everywhere.

At this time, a mighty force that could destroy the heaven and earth fell from the sky in an instant.

The entire Wulong Valley gathering place seemed to be crushed by an invisible force, and all the human monks were instantly crushed into puddles of flesh.

The stone houses in the gathering area collapsed and collapsed, and the walls, roofs and beams were turned into powder in an instant.

A few breaths later, the originally crowded gathering place of Wulong Valley had turned into a huge pit.

There was silence all around, the smell of blood filled the sky, and there was no trace of life at all.

At the same time, all gathering places in Magic Tuo Mountain suffered devastating blows.

Even the cottages scattered in the mountains were completely wiped off the ground by the indiscriminate attacks of the Ghost Clan monks.

For this round of siege, almost all the elite monks above the Nascent Soul realm of the Ghost Clan came out in full force.

Using them to deal with the dozens of human gatherings in Demon Tuo Mountain is definitely a cannon to swat mosquitoes.

Not to mention the Demon Camel Mountain that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, such a terrifying force can destroy a small, medium-sized plane.

Just like the Xuanluo Realm where Su Fan was born, if they were attacked wildly by these Ghost Clan monks, there probably wouldn't be many people left.

But in order to kill Su Fan, the Ghost Clan couldn't care less about this.

Now he is a thorn in the hearts of all the Ghost Clan monks, no matter how much the price is paid, they will not hesitate to do so.

At this moment, Su Fan was sitting cross-legged in his secret realm, and he had no idea what was happening outside.

"Master, we have lost contact with all the ghost soldiers deployed in various places on the Demon Camel Mountain..."

After hearing what Sister Zhen said, Su Fan frowned immediately.

Although he summoned back Yaksha and many ghost soldiers, he still left some deployed in various places on the Demon Camel Mountain.

These ghost soldiers are hidden in the mountains near each village. Even if the ghost tribe launches an attack, they will not be affected.

Unless the ghost tribe launches a carpet-style indiscriminate attack, even those villages scattered all over the Demon Camel Mountain are not spared.

"Did the ghost tribe launch an indiscriminate attack? How is the Demon Camel Mountain now..."

Su Fan sent a thought to the witch god Aji, but did not get her reply.

"There are no human races in the Demon Camel Mountain anymore. The ghost tribe has wiped out all the human race gathering places and villages..."

After a long while, her voice came to my ears.

What the hell...

The Demon Camel Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, with more than a dozen human race gathering places and countless scattered villages, almost everywhere.

In such a large area, it is not an easy task to destroy all the dozens of gathering places and countless mountain strongholds of the human race.

"How many people from the ghost tribe have come..."

"Dozens of gods, thousands of Yuanying monks, and almost all the elite monks of the ghost tribe have come out..."

After hearing the words of the witch god Aji, Su Fan was stunned.

He never thought that in order to kill him, the ghost tribe would actually make such a big scene. Such a huge fighting force is enough to participate in the star field war.

Su Fan felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart. These people died because of him.

"Are all the human races outside dead..."

"The shelters I built saved tens of thousands of people. They are half male and half female. They are all believers who joined the witch gate and are under the age of 20..."

After hearing the words of the witch god Aji, Su Fan understood the meaning at once.

He finally saw that this woman had no good intentions at all.

She selected some young monks with good qualifications from all over the Demon Camel Mountain to join the Witch Sect and become her devout followers. As for the life and death of others, she didn't care at all.

Su Fan can now be sure that his breath should be deliberately leaked by the Witch God Aji.

This woman brought the Ghost Clan here just to use them to slaughter all the human beings in the Demon Camel Mountain.

When all the human beings in the Demon Camel Mountain die, this place will become the Witch Sect's dojo for her believers.

The human race in the entire Demon Camel Mountain, all added together, must be millions.

"That's millions of living people, just died like this, don't you have a trace of guilt..."

Su Fan didn't want to play any more Liao Zhai with the Witch God Aji, so he asked directly.

"Haha... What's the use of keeping those millions of garbage? The tens of thousands of young monks I selected will be the seeds for the rise of all human beings in the Ghost Bone Star Region in the future..."

The voice of the Witch God Aji was indifferent and cold, and there was no trace of humanity.

She sneered and continued, "What's the point of millions of people dying? The brutal races in the Nether Bone Star Domain eat as many humans as this every day..."

Su Fan had not spoken, and his mind was blank at this moment.

Although he was indifferent by nature and had experienced countless bloody battles, he was also a murderer.

The number of Sulun people and the Nether Ghost Clan that Su Fan sacrificed alone was millions.

But when he knew that millions of humans died because of him, he couldn't calm down.

It's not that Su Fan has a saintly heart, after all, he is not a native of this world of cultivation.

He lived for dozens of years in his previous life, and his worldview had long been formed.

It was really difficult for him to accept all this at once.

"The human race in the Nether Bone Star Domain lives in disgrace, has no ambition, is willing to rely on foreign races as slaves, and even degenerates into the three animals and six beasts of other races. They are the shame of the human race, and they deserve to die..."

Seeing Su Fan sitting there still without speaking, the witch god Aji continued to stimulate his nerves.

"Hehe... your Tao heart has already had flaws. If you want to make up for it, then go and kill the ghost tribe. I can help you avenge the millions of your fellow tribesmen outside..."

The voice of the witch god Aji was cold and emotionless.

The reason why she led the ghost tribe to the Demon Camel Mountain was to let her tens of thousands of believers monopolize the Demon Camel Mountain.

Although the spiritual vein resources here are average, it is enough for her tens of thousands of believers.

The witch god Aji believes that as long as she is given a few hundred years, the witch sect will definitely flourish in the Ghost Bone Star Region.

And after more than ten thousand years, the human race in the Ghost Bone Star Region will be able to have the power to fight against other races through the complete system of the witch sect Taoism.

In addition, she has another purpose.

The witch god Aji knows Su Fan too well. Although this kid is cruel and ruthless, and kills without blinking an eye, he has his own bottom line.

Watching millions of people in the Demon Camel Mountain die because of him, how could this kid be indifferent?

Although this matter is inseparable from her, it was the ghost tribe who killed people.

In order to make up for the flaws in his Dao heart, he must avenge these millions of people.

The Ghost Clan is the native of Mirongtian. Although the Ghost Clan has a relatively small population compared to other races in the Ghost Bone Star Region, there are still hundreds of millions of fellow races.

If this kid has the intention to kill, he will definitely kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In the past, when the witch god Aji bewitched Su Fan, she had spent a lot of effort, but this time, she did not even hide her purpose at all.

Because she had already calculated that even if there was a big pit in front, Su Fan would jump into it without hesitation.

But after a long time, Su Fan did not speak, just sat there silently without saying anything.

The witch god Aji knew that she had said everything she should say, and she should give Su Fan some time at this time, so she stopped bothering Su Fan.

Now she has a lot of things to do. She has established more than a dozen shelters in various places in the Demon Camel Mountain, and tens of thousands of believers have made her worry a lot.

Su Fan sat cross-legged in the cave of the portable secret realm. He sat quietly for a whole day without saying a word.

This scared Sister Zhen, and she kept guarding by Su Fan's side.

But she did not dare to alarm the master, so she could only wait anxiously beside him.

It was not until the evening that Sister Zhen floated into the house again.

"Master, it's time to eat..."

After waiting for a long time, Su Fan shook his head.

"You eat first, I'm not hungry..."

Sister Zhen floated over carefully, gently hugged Su Fan's arm, and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Master, if you have anything unhappy, you can tell me..."

Su Fan turned his head and glanced at Sister Zhen.

"I'm fine, I just want to be quiet..."

After hearing what the master said, Sister Zhen was relieved and patted her chest.

"Master, you almost scared me to death..."

After a long while, Su Fan took a deep breath.

Smiling slightly, he said: "The world is big, but eating is the most important. Let's go eat. What delicious food are we going to make today..."

Sister Zhen was immediately in high spirits after hearing this, and said like offering a treasure: "Today I made braised bear paws, stewed tiger bone soup and salt and pepper snake steak..."

She knew that the master was a foodie, so she worked all afternoon just to make the master feel better.

But Sister Zhen knew that although the master was talking and laughing now, he still had something on his mind.

On the Demon Camel Mountain, Hulan Venerable was suspended in the sky, looking at the vast mountains below with cold eyes.

If it wasn't for killing that kid, he would never come to such a place where rabbits don't shit in his life.

For the millions of human beings who died in the indiscriminate attack of the Ghost Clan, it was not a big deal for the Ghost Clan monks.

In the eyes of the Ghost Clan, the human race is just like a two-legged sheep.

Many monks in the clan like to eat fresh food, and the table is inevitably full of the lives of various fresh low-level races and exotic beasts.

If a monk of a powerful race killed so many of his own race, the Ghost Clan would also launch a bloody revenge.

But the murderer was actually a human, which made the entire clan feel an unprecedented shame.