Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

They moved very fast.

After all, he was at the Golden Core stage of cultivation.

And most importantly, they are numerous.

They weren't afraid of any danger and set off in a grand procession.

Along the way, wherever they went, they killed any cultivators from the Gengjin Sword Sect they encountered.

Leave no one behind.

It wasn't that Zhang Yan was bloodthirsty, but rather that this was the rule of the Human Race Alliance.

Only by being absolutely bloody and ruthless can one intimidate everyone.

Of course.

There is a downside to doing this.

That is, once someone betrays another, they will never surrender again.

Instead, they will resist desperately.

Because everyone knows that.

Even if they surrender.

The Human Alliance will also kill you.

If that's the case, then why surrender?
Just do it!
"What is the Gengjin Sword Sect doing...?"

After passing through several cities along the way, Zhang Yan and his companions looked rather grim.

Because they found out.

The Gengjin Sword Sect has done absolutely nothing but evil.

They actually massacred the entire city.

Large numbers of civilians were slaughtered.

They all died inside the city.

Some people were even killed by members of the Gengjin Sword Sect while they were still sleeping inside.

Dead cities are appearing one after another.

Continuous.

The number of innocent people killed is countless.

"Damn it, the Gengjin Sword Sect truly deserves to die!"

Behind Zhang Yan, some cultivators couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Look, this blood is still very fresh, which means the other party must have just left recently..."

Where is the next city?

Zhang Yan suddenly looked at the mature woman.

The voice asked urgently.

"Eight hundred miles away."

Seeing Zhang Yan's anxious voice, the mature woman quickly spoke up.

"Okay, let's go."

As he spoke, he grabbed the mature woman.

Then his body transformed into a rainbow and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yan was very fast.

In particular, they sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy ahead.

He became even faster.

suddenly.

He stopped flying.

Look into the distance.

As twilight descends, a once bustling mortal city is now nothing but ruins.

The city gate had been split in two by the powerful sword energy, like the belly of a beast torn apart, lying desolately open.

The streets were littered with rubble and bloodstains, utterly silent. Countless corpses of ordinary people lay strewn across the streets, their eyes still etched with fear of the unknown and resentment.

Blood mingled with rainwater, soaking this land that was once filled with laughter and joy.

The doors of every house were tightly shut, and no one opened them anymore. The broken window frames swayed in the wind, making a desolate sound.

The once bustling market is now reduced to scattered goods and broken stalls.

A vendor's child had several unsold fruits lying beside him, fruits he would never have the chance to sell.

An elderly man, holding his grandson, collapsed at the entrance of his shop, their faces filled with sorrow.

In the city center square, a huge sword mark was etched into the ground, like a brand left by the sword of a god.

A swordsman stood there, his longsword still dripping with blood, the blood that had marked the end of countless mortal lives.

His eyes were cold, as if the massacre that had just occurred was nothing more than a fleeting cloud, gone with the wind.

When the wind rises, it carries the scent of blood and the freshness of rain, blowing across this desolate land.

Occasionally, the mournful cry of a crow pierces the sky, seemingly telling of the ruthlessness and desolation of this tragedy.

This once prosperous city is now nothing but silence and despair after its destruction.

The swordsman's figure receded into the distance, but the sorrow on this land seemed destined to last forever.

"Damn it, we're too late."

Zhang Yan abandoned the mature woman.

Riding his flying sword, he quickly caught up with the swordsman.

"Did you destroy this city?"

Zhang Yan stood in front of the sword cultivator, his voice icy.

"who are you?"

"Early stage of golden elixir?"

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Upon hearing Zhang Yan's words, the swordsman turned around.

The middle-aged swordsman walked steadily forward. Time had left its mark on his face, but these marks could not conceal his hidden sharpness.

His eyes were as cold and sharp as icy stars, as if they could see into the abyss of people's hearts, making people afraid to look directly at him.

Wearing a wide Taoist robe, the hem fluttering in the wind, he exuded an otherworldly aura.

His eyebrows were thick and strong, and beneath them were deep-set eyes that seemed to pierce through the void and reveal the truth. Although his face bore the marks of time, it still retained a resolute profile, revealing the resilience he had endured through countless hardships and battles.

Most importantly, the other party's cultivation level is at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

He seemed to be a decent person.

It's hard to imagine that he was the one who carried out the massacre.

"Since you did it, there's no need to say anything more."

Zhang Yan let out a long sigh.

Then waved his hand.

Thirty-six flying swords sped out.

"So many flying swords?"

Seeing that Zhang Yan had used so many flying swords in an instant, the middle-aged swordsman's face showed shock.

Before he could react, the 360 ​​flying swords suddenly began to spin, transforming into a stream of light, like thousands of sharp blades intertwined to form a massive and terrifying sword array.

The sword formation moved slowly, like a roaring dragon, pressing down on the middle-aged swordsman.

The flying sword array pressed down, its boundless sword energy distorting space and causing the surrounding mountains and rivers to tremble.

The middle-aged man felt immense pressure that was difficult to resist. He kept retreating, feeling as if he were facing the end of the world in the face of this terrifying power.

The sword formation, like sharp blades, swept across, with streaks of sword light flashing like lightning and thunder, their sword energy so fierce that it cut through space itself.

He kept dodging, but he could never escape the blockade of the flying sword.

Ultimately, it was due to a moment of carelessness.

One of his arms was sliced ​​off by a flying sword.

Next came the other arm.

And two thighs.

In the end, the middle-aged swordsman became a human stick.

"what!"

"just kill me!"

Sensing Zhang Yan's terrifying strength, the middle-aged swordsman's face showed a pained expression.

He wanted Zhang Yan to kill him.

"Kill you?"

"It's not that easy."

"I'm here to ask you."

Why did you massacre the city?

"why?"

"I can massacre the city if I want, what's it to you?"

In response to Zhang Yan's questioning.

The middle-aged swordsman said stubbornly.

"Alright, since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Seeing that the other person was unwilling to speak.

He also directly used the Soul Searching Technique.

The overwhelming mental power completely searched the opponent's soul.

The middle-aged swordsman's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Damn it, the Gengjin Sword Sect is so insane!"

After the soul search is completed.

Zhang Yan's expression turned even uglier.

Just as he had expected.

These people massacred the city.

There must be a reason. They were going to carry out a blood sacrifice.

It was used to forcibly lure a Nascent Soul stage demon beast over.

It should be noted that the strongest person in this Gengjin Secret Realm is only at the Golden Core stage.

If they succeed, they will bring in a Nascent Soul stage demon beast.

Zhang Yan and his group were truly doomed.

"No, we must stop them."

He took a deep breath and flew frantically back the way he came.

They found cultivators from the Human Race Alliance.

He shared his discovery with everyone.

"what!"

"Those people from the Gengjin Sword Sect truly deserve to die!"

"They actually want to use a blood sacrifice to attract Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts!"

Hear this.

Everyone was both shocked and furious.

To their surprise, the other party actually wanted to guide a Nascent Soul stage demon beast.

If this succeeds, these people might be in serious trouble.

Thinking about this, they couldn't help but feel a chill of fear.

What angered them was...

The other party's methods were too cruel.

In order to guide cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, they did not hesitate to slaughter so many cities.

"You should spread to the surrounding cities. There is more than one person massacring cities now. You must ensure that no more cities are massacred."

Zhang Yan addressed all the cultivators.

"I need to find my fellow Daoists at Corpse Demon Skull Mountain."

"Alright, Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, we will definitely live up to your expectations."

Everyone immediately nodded in agreement with Zhang Yan's words.

They quickly dispersed to search for the cultivators of the Gengjin Sword Sect and stop them from massacring the city.

Zhang Yan quickly followed the people from Corpse Demon Skull Mountain.

He wanted to catch up with the other person.

……

now.

Amidst the ashes and broken walls, a solitary building stands amidst the ruins, like a fragment of history whispering in the smoke and dust of the apocalypse.

Amidst the city ruins, dust swirls and sword energy wafts through the air.

Countless sword cultivators dressed in Taoist robes surged in like a tide, their longswords gleaming with a cold light, like an inverted galaxy slicing through the gloomy sky.

Their faces were filled with rage as they faced the only remaining building.

Flying swords kept piercing towards the building, but a blue light emanated from it, blocking all the attacks.

"We still need to use the Breaking Formation Flag."

See this scene.

The leading swordsman had a cold expression on his face.

This formation is a fourth-order formation.

These people are at most third-level cultivators.

How could it be possible to break through the protective barrier of this formation?
The reason they are continuing their attacks is simply to deplete the spiritual energy within the formation.

"It's almost time."

The formation was already showing signs of weakening.

The cultivator immediately shouted and then reached out and took out a black flag.

The flag was just taken out.

A fishy, ​​foul smell filled the air.

"Open it for me!"

Despite the aroma, the leading monk remained unmoved.

They directly chanted the incantation using their fingers.

As his magical power continued to flow into the Breaking Formation Flag.

The black flag kept growing larger, and with a gentle wave, a large number of wronged souls appeared inside.

But upon closer inspection, these vengeful spirits are actually demonic beasts.

This is the Breaking Formation Flag.

It was a treasure given to them by the demon race they had joined.

It has a remarkable effect on breaking through enemy formations.

as predicted.

The once unbreakable formation suddenly became precarious after the use of the formation-breaking flag.

It looks like it could collapse at any moment.

"Hehe, keep attacking, they won't be able to hold out for long!"

See this scene.

The leading monk was overjoyed.

"Stop it!"

That's the time.

A furious roar suddenly came from afar.

The leading cultivator turned his head and saw a group of people riding on rolling black clouds coming from afar.

"How cruel you are! You actually massacred the entire city!"

The cultivators of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain, seeing the devastation of the city, all wore expressions of resentment.

None of these demonic cultivators had ever massacred a city, but these sword cultivators were ruthless in their attacks.

They were seething with hatred.

And I'm also very envious.

Due to the rules of the Human Race Alliance, they cannot take action against the human race.

However, when they saw the phantom of the demonic beast inside the black broken formation flag, their faces all showed happy expressions.

"Look!"

"Those are all good stuff!"

"They're all the souls of demonic beasts!"

The people of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain were overjoyed.

They truly loved the spirits of these demonic beasts.

This is of great benefit to them.

"Senior brothers, let me do it!"

A demonic cultivator's figure appeared and disappeared.

He was dressed in a black robe and held a long banner embroidered with obscure runes that seemed to contain the resentment of countless souls.

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the banners to flutter like the soft touch of a lingering spirit. The demonic cultivator's eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned his surroundings.

Suddenly, he roared, and the long banner swung, its tip shooting out bursts of eerie light, like thousands of ghostly spirits wailing as they charged toward the opposing enemy.

"Ok?"

"You are from the Human Race Alliance!"

Seeing the demonic cultivator make a move.

The leading swordsman instantly recognized the identities of these people.

"Damn it!"

"You guys are here so early!"

The leader was only at the late Golden Core stage.

The demonic cultivators of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain are not only numerous, but also have a Golden Core Peak cultivator in charge.

Facing these people is a breeze.

As the demonic cultivator made his move, almost all the demonic beast souls released from the black array-breaking flag were absorbed.

See this scene.

The sword cultivators could no longer sit still.

"It wasn't finished yet, and I didn't want to use it, but now it seems I have no choice but to use it."

Upon seeing this, the leading swordsman took a deep breath and then took out a new array flag from his pocket.

This flag looks the same as the black Broken Banner.

But unlike others, its color is blood red.

As the swordsman swayed, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the sky.

Outside the vortex, something is watching everything happening here.

"Descend upon me!"

The sword cultivator roared in anger.

From within the blood-red flag emerged a large number of souls, which continuously gathered towards the vortex in the sky.

The entire vortex was dyed red.

Immediately afterwards, a giant eye emerged from it, looking down upon the entire Gengjin Secret Realm.

"What's this!"

Upon seeing these enormous eyes, the cultivators of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain also showed expressions of shock.

That was actually a Nascent Soul stage demon beast.

"Roar~" The Nascent Soul stage demon beast roared angrily.

A scaly claw emerged from the vortex and slammed down on the cultivators of Corpse Demon Skull Mountain.

"Although it's not complete and I can't summon the whole thing, just one claw is enough to deal with you!" (End of Chapter)