At the beginning, the witch asked me to push the saint flatly

In the desperate eyes of tens of thousands of monks, the heavenly fire fell mercilessly;

The blood of the monks nourished by spiritual energy suddenly became the best accelerant for the sky fire; if it touches it, it will cause death, and no one will be spared!

Many of these tens of thousands of people are monks at the Nascent Soul stage; their physical bodies were burned to death by heavenly fire, leaving only the Nascent Soul like babies born on the ground, facing the fate of death again!

......

"Grandma~ I'm scared!"

"My dear granddaughter, don't be afraid; close your eyes, grandma is here, grandma is here;"

In the corner of the city, in a dilapidated house, facing the bloody fire streak sweeping across like a dragon, a white-haired old woman with a stooped body and skin like dead wood turned around and held her little granddaughter in braids tightly. in arms;

The ignorant girl was obedient and obedient, stretched out her little arms to tightly hug her grandma's skinny waist, and closed her eyes obediently;

The flames passed by, and the old woman in the foundation-building stage and the ordinary children were instantly transformed into a ball of fire; the old woman closed her lips tightly and said nothing;

The violent child's tender voice only let out a cry, and then there was no more movement;

The wooden house that was sheltered from the wind and rain, and the grandparents and grandchildren who depended on each other disappeared, leaving only ashes in a foreign land and an inconspicuous drop of thick blood in the lamp!

That night, the whole place was wailing;

......

Nangong Meier stood in a daze on the top of the mountain, looking at the raging fire in the city and the seven figures standing in the void; her thin clothes could not hide her trembling body;

With his lips bitten by his teeth, he looked forward and trembled: "Dutian Fiery Formation, they, they are going to kill them all! Grandpa Hu, Master, Uncle Shang, Grandpa Qian, Uncle Liu, Master, Second Master, Why, why can you be so cruel?"

Nangong Meier looked forward, and tears fell silently; she didn't understand why her elders, who cared so much about her, would do such evil things;

That's the entire Holy City; that's tens of millions of lives; there are babies learning to talk and gray-haired old people there;

"Ah~~~~"

Nangong Meier roared to the sky, lowered her arms feebly, squatted on the ground, and cried silently;

Xiaoyu also looked forward, her eyes red, trembling because of fear, and sad because of pity!

The same is true for Zhiyuan, this stupid and arrogant woman, who is more afraid than anyone else, hiding in Chutian's arms and not daring to look at the fierce fire ahead;

Compared to them, Chu Tian was lucky; he was weak in cultivation and could see the raging fire in the distance, but he couldn't see the miserable situation in the city, which was like the Asura Hell;

Even so, Chu Tian was like a mirror in his heart. He could imagine the tragic situation in the city, but he did not dare to think about it. What would it be like for such a bustling and noisy city to turn into a hell on earth?

......

The fire is still burning!

The resistance of the monks in the city became weaker and weaker, the blood-red flames grew stronger, and the cries of babies and the lamentations of the old people disappeared forever at this moment;

And the boy's fear and the girl's scream last forever;

The curses before death became more and more vicious, the evil spirits and wronged souls on Nangong Wentian's seven people became more and more numerous, and the black and red "lamp oil" in the seven ancient bronze lamps became thicker and thicker;

The sun rises as usual!

In the past, when the sun rose, the city would become noisy;

But today, this kind of noise has completely disappeared! Instead, there was the stench of blood and the smoke of blazing fire;

Overnight, tens of millions of people were burned to death!

......

Tick!

A drop of rain falls on the hot ground, and a trace of steam rises;

Rain is coming?

How could rain fall on the city locked by the formation?

Drops of blood fell like rain, and the blood rain became heavier and heavier; it lit up the bluestones and dyed the ground red; the blood gurgled, unable to penetrate the ground, and gathered on the ground. The bloody water accumulated from small to large, and formed a stream into a river. ;

This rain is getting heavier and heavier!

The blood of tens of millions of people is mixed with the ashes of tens of millions of people, and the souls of tens of millions of people are mixed together, mixed and fused in the huge holy city;

People who die together, come to think of it, don’t care whose blood or soul they are!

......

In the sky above, seven ancient lamps poured out the last drop of blood and returned it to their master's hands;

The bloody rain has stopped! The smell of blood rushed into the sky. In the originally cloudless and clear sky, dark clouds gathered from all directions in the west;

Nangong Wentian raised his eyes and said indifferently: "What should have come has come! From the "Blood Coagulation Formation", Mr. Hu, take good care of the formation and ensure that the blood burning is smooth;

The six of us are preparing to cause a thunderstorm of punishment from heaven; everyone, please accept your destiny under the punishment of heaven! If you can come out alive, you can hopefully open the gate of heaven and get a glimpse of the upper world;"

"Wentian, why bother saying more, get ready!"

Nangong Wentian turned his head and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance, "Girl Meier, I really don't want you to stay there and see your father transform into a demon!"

After taking one look, his eyes were once again replaced by indifference;

......

Nangong Meier, who had been looking at the Holy City blankly, had complicated thoughts when she saw Nangong Wentian turning to look at her, and turned around and walked down the hillside in silence;

hatred? Not to mention, if he allowed himself to leave the city first, it meant that they wanted him to live; facing someone who would not harm him, even if he massacred tens of millions of people;

Nangong Meier walked down the slope and leaned casually on the tree trunk, with her arms hanging down, looking at Chutian beside her, giving a weak smile, and said slowly: "Chutian, you must not have imagined that it would become like this. Bar?

I remember not long ago, you asked me why our holy city turned into a demon city in Mu Qing's mouth. At that time, I told you that it was because of a martial art. And, I said , no pressure;

But now, we have become real people in the devil's way; killing tens of millions of lives, young and old, slaughtering them all! "

Nangong Meier slumped on the ground, speaking feebly and smiling, the tears in her eyes had long dried up, and her eyeballs were covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes;

How can we blame Nangong Meier for this matter?

Chu Tian turned his head slightly, and rarely called the person in front of him Miss, but his full name: "Nangong Mei'er, this is none of your business; you know people and faces but don't know their hearts. You don't have to transfer other people's mistakes to yourself. Come;"

"Hehehe~ Nangong Mei'er? You call me Nangong Mei'er? Disgusting, these words make me feel sick, disgusting!!!"

Hearing Chu Tian call her that, the tension in Nangong Meier's heart was completely broken!

He stood up like a madman and murmured to himself: "Hey, who wants to be named Nangong? I want to be named~uh..."

Nangong Meier tilted her head and passed out!

Chu Tian looked at Zhi Yuan who had taken action and nodded slightly towards her; then he looked down at Nangong Mei'er who was lying on the ground and sighed: "Hey, if she continues like this, she will be crazy!"