As soon as the strong man stepped through the door, he saw a knife stabbing him diagonally, straight towards his neck. Unfortunately, only a shallow scar was left, but it could not open his trachea.
The strong man grabbed the hand holding the knife, looked at the young man holding the knife and sneered: "Okay, you kid, I almost let you succeed! If others know that I fell into the hands of a mortal, it will be a big deal." A laughingstock.”
The strong man's hand suddenly exerted force, "Ah!" The intense pain distorted Wuming's face, and big drops of sweat kept dripping.
Wuming knew there was nothing he could do, he no longer had the ability to resist.
"The blood sacrifice ceremony is completed! Lord Blood God will reward us with endless power and immortality!"
Under the blood moon, thousands of people in Lishan Town slowly collapsed to the ground, turning into mummies like dead wood after their blood was drained from their bodies.
Everyone's face has an expression of being tortured by great pain during their lifetime, making the mummies look like ferocious ghosts, trying to tell others about their unfair fate.
Under the illumination of the blood moon, the body of the man in black looked even more terrifying, like a blood demon. With his hands raised high, as if he wanted to hold the blood moon in his arms, the man in black looked increasingly crazier.
It wasn't until the arrival of the two people that he gradually calmed down and turned to look at the two people behind him.
The strong man held Wuming's broken hand in one hand like a chicken, and carried him all the way.
When the two first arrived at the square, Wuming saw that everyone in Lishan Town was here. Everyone was drained of blood and their bodies were gradually getting thinner. His mind was close to collapse, but he could not say a word and could only moan. A whimpering sound.
Uncle Li, Aunt Sun, Uncle Sun...all withered and fell in front of him. This was too painful for Wuming. He grew up in Lishan Town and regarded the people in the town as his family. Lishan Town It was his home, and his spirit was greatly impacted by such a big change.
"Ahhh!" Wuming lay on the ground and wailed in pain. Words could no longer describe the pain he was feeling now, and there were no words to express the pain in his heart. His family members had all gone through a huge pain in front of him. Dying in pain, and he could do nothing but watch them die.
He was howling like a mad dog, and his originally delicate face was distorted by the huge pain. He was crazy, yes, he was crazy. The huge blow made him look like a madman.
The leader of the men in black enjoyed looking at the crazy young man in front of him, with a joking smile on his lips. This was the contempt of the superiors for the inferiors. In their view, the lives of mortals were like ants, left to their own devices.
Even though more than a thousand people were sacrificed this time, there was no fluctuation in their hearts at all. Human lives are like weeds, they can be harvested as much as they want, and they are worthless.
The leader gave the strong man a look, and the strong man let go of Wuming. Wuming fell to the ground and rushed towards the leader. He knew that all this was caused by the man in front of him.
He wanted to take revenge, to take revenge for the people in the town. This was something he had to do even if he risked his life.
"Ha." The leader chuckled, his eyes full of mockery, and turned slightly to avoid Wuming's collision. Wuming fell to the ground after missing the collision, his body covered with mud, and his face was gray, but he couldn't care less about his embarrassment. Without pausing, he immediately continued to rush towards the man in black.
At this time, the originally scattered men in black slowly gathered here. The Blood Moon God Festival was over, and this little mouse could only be used as a toy to add fun to them.
The group of men in black watched Wuming being played by the leader like a monkey. One of them couldn't help joking: "Boss, stop teasing this little bug. Give him a good time. I didn't see him crying so sadly." ?"
These words may seem pitiful and nameless, but they are all ironic.
After playing for a few times, the leader soon got tired of it. When Wuming rushed over this time, he did not hide away like before, but grabbed his hair and pointed his gaze at himself.
Wuming's eyes had lost their color. Nothing was more important to him than revenge. This was his mission. He swung his hands forward and kept hitting the man in front of him.
Even the arm that was pinched off by the strong man continued to swing and hit him, but his strength was too weak, and it was not even as good as a mosquito bite to the man in black.
The leader of the men in black was very satisfied with the appearance of the young man in front of him, "He is quite bloody, but ants are just ants. It is your honor to sacrifice your humble life for the Blood God. It's a pity, it's getting late, we still have to Go back and do the work, you, go to hell!"
The leader's tone was calm, but such calm words could decide a person's fate.
The man in black stretched out his other hand. The skin was pale, but there were blood lines spreading on it. If you look closely, you will find that they are actually his blood vessels. The dark red nails stood together and turned into a knife, pointing forward. stabbing the nameless chest, the men in black all stared at that hand, looking forward to the next scene.
The hand pierced Wuming's body like a steel claw, but the scene of blood splattering as originally imagined did not appear, and all the men in black present were stunned.
The leader looked at his palm and saw that his heart had been stabbed through, but why was there no blood flowing out? Just when he was about to take his hand out to see what was going on, a hand grabbed him. It was the hand that Wuming had been raped before. The hand that Han pinched off was intact at this time, and a huge force came from this palm, preventing him from pulling it out.
"Ahhh!" The leader's pupils were shaking and he was sweating. His hand was crushed. His bones were actually broken by a mortal. Wuming let go of the leader. The leader quickly stepped back and distanced himself, as if he was being pinched. Looking at the broken arm, the bones seemed to have been crushed into powder, and the whole arm hung down like mud, unable to use any strength.
At this moment, the leader panicked. He found that the power of the mortal in front of him was far greater than his. The momentary gap made him frightened and angry.
What he was afraid of was that the power of the person in front of him exceeded him at this moment. What made him angry was that he, a dignified cultivator, would actually be manipulated by a mortal.
The leader was just about to make a move and ask everyone to attack Wuming, but he suddenly found that Wuming in front of him raised his head, and his eyes that had lost their light were filled with black and white light, staring at them.
In each of those pupils, tiny runes are constantly emerging, converging into different complex and obscure runes. The light is getting brighter and brighter. As if to turn into substance, two kinds of light patterns are spreading on the body, and finally converge at the Dantian. At one point, a divine pattern quietly appeared in the eyebrow shape.
This divine pattern is extremely mysterious and contains the truth of the great truth. It is so obscure that ordinary people will feel dizzy just by looking at it.
The men in black, including the leader, were dumbfounded. The leader did not know that they had massacred many towns and villages like this, but he did not expect such a sudden change this time. What he was sure of was that they would not be able to leave today. .
The man in black regretted that he should not have come here, otherwise he would not have encountered this plague god.
Wuming felt the surging power in his body. He didn't know why he had these powers, but he knew that he could use this power to avenge the dead villagers.
The air seemed to be frozen, and the man in black stood there without daring to move, frightened and overwhelmed by the changes in front of him.
Wuming's body flew up into the air, looking down at the men in black on the ground like a god. But when he saw the dense corpses of the townspeople lying on the ground, Wuming couldn't help but let out a sad roar, and the light in his two eyes Even more powerful, without any warmth at all, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, causing the man in black to sweat profusely.
"This is all your fault!" Cold words came from Wuming's mouth, full of sadness, which made the men in black present feel as if they were in an ice cellar. A terrifying coercion fell from the sky and crushed the men in black present to the ground. On the ground, everyone was lying on the ground and wanted to get up, but it was as if a mountain was pressing on them, and the bones all over their bodies creaked.
Wuming took the entire Lishan Town into his eyes. The whole town was filled with blood. The blood made him feel sick. Then Wuming pointed towards the sky, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered at his fingertips and shot towards the flag in the sky.
The flag was struck by this finger and shattered into pieces, turning into powder and disappearing into the clouds. The blood mist from the flag gradually dissipated between the sky and the earth as the flag disappeared, and Lishan Town returned to its original appearance. .
Finally, Wuming looked at the men in black at his feet. These men sucked the blood of his family members and made them all die in pain.
"It's time for you to pay with your life!" The words without a trace of emotion fell. Wuming gathered a ball of light in each hand, one black and one white. After falling out of his hands, the two balls of light fell downwards. During the fall, the two balls of light It began to rotate, and the light spot continued to rotate, forming a vortex, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, and the spiritual energy contained in it gathered at a point, and finally formed a point that was the same size as the light spot but transparent.
The black and white light spots rushed into the transparent light spots, and an extremely dazzling light burst out. The gathered spiritual energy turned into a shock wave, and everything within a radius of five miles was annihilated, leaving only a huge circular pit.
The blood moon in the sky shattered under the impact of light waves, revealing the real moon. Under the soft moonlight, Lishan Town returned to peace, but the past days can never come back.
In a dark cave, blood-colored lines spread on the stone wall, like blood vessels. Each line eventually converged into a blood pool. This blood pool was like a living thing, and the blood in it surged like ocean waves.
"Hahahaha! I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this world is not so boring anymore! I want to see who can stop me!" The blood bubbles were rising above the blood pool, and the blood formed a huge wave and continued to impact. On the stone wall, countless complicated runes are arranged on the stone wall, trapping the blood pool inside. Unfortunately, no matter how the blood collides, it can never break through the blockade of the runes.
A man on the side heard the master's laughter and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "What happened to the master?"
"The people you sent out are all dead. Send more people to collect blood for me." The owner of the blood pool did not answer the man's question, but just ordered him to continue collecting blood.
"Yes." Although the man had many doubts in his heart, he did not dare to ask more questions and took the order to leave the cave.
Crazy voices kept coming from the blood pool: "When I see the sun again, I will definitely reach the top of the world!"
