The Emperor Descending the Heavens

Quiet, deadly silence.

The air was filled with acrid blood, and almost dried blood stained the earth. Looking at it, a frozen corpse was lying on the ground horizontally. At first glance, it broke into chaos. Burial pit.

This is the current scene of Yong'an City. The cold wind in November brings the gloomy death gas, making the whole world filled with the breath of death.

"What happened, why did they all die?"

The people behind Qin Yu were widening their eyes, witnessing the scene in front of them, and the eyes were shining with incredible depth.

It's hard to imagine that the whole city of Yong'an became a ghost town, and who did all this?

Qin Yu's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and a murderous explosion broke out in his body, his body moved slightly, and the space rippled.

In an instant.

He disappeared before everyone.

Yong'an City, Qin Family Mansion.

The dead corpse was lying on the ground, the blood flowing out had already been frozen into ice in the cold wind.

On closer inspection, their deaths were all in terror, a huge hole appeared in their chests, and Yin Hong dyed his shirt. Obviously, their hearts were plucked alive by some demon.

Click!

Looking at the scene inside the Qin Family Mansion, Qin Yu's fists clenched, making a crackling sound of crackling bones.

At this moment, the Qin Family Mansion has long been empty of people, but in front of its ancestral hall altar, there are some large characters written in blood.

"Your father and mother are in the hands of the deity. If you want them to survive, use the Temple of Heaven."

Seeing this line of words, Qin Yu's eyes once again burst into a sharp killing.

Leaves fall with the wind.

On the corner of the street full of dead bodies, a beggar huddled in a garbage dump, shivering.

"Master, look, there is a live there!"

The thin monkey's eyes were sharp and he saw the begging **** hiding in the garbage dump at a glance.

A few people walked over quickly, but curled up scaredly as the beggar with a sullen face and a dark face was curled up.

"Don't ... don't kill me, ah ... don't kill me, don't kill me ..."

Shivering beggars, seeing their arrival, screamed in shock, their voices trembling in the cold wind.

The people frowned, glanced at each other, thinking about what happened in Yongan City, why everyone in the city died, and the death was almost the same, even the surviving beggars were so scared.

"Old man, don't be afraid, we are not bad people!" Xie Ziyan showed tenderness, and approached the beggar in front of him to appease.

Who knows, the words have just been finished. The beggar, like a ghost, jumped up from the garbage dump instantly, scaring Hua Yuye and others, thinking that he was going to attack the evil purple smoke. For a moment, everyone was with him. The swords all came out of the sheath at the same time, sending out a howl that stunned Jiuxiao.

The beggar was even more frightened, Zhang Yawu claws ran away in the distance, like a madman.

At the look of the evil purple smoke, Dai Mei wrinkled again. After looking back at the crowd, they chased it out. After seeing their actions, they looked at each other and hurried out.

"Ah ... don't chase me, don't chase me, I don't see anything, don't kill me, don't dig my heart, I don't want to die, ah ah ah ..."

The beggar ran all the way on the streets full of dead bodies, muttering continuously in his mouth, and the evil purple smoke behind him followed closely.

"Old man, don't be afraid, I'm not the one who killed you, I just want to ask you a question, rest assured, with me, no one can kill you!"

After a while, Xie Ziyan just spoke, soothing him, as soon as his voice came out, the beggar who was fleeing the deserted land suddenly stopped.