A bloody massacre unfolded in Longding Mountain.

The ten major tribes, with a total of more than 300 young monks, all became the prey of the Ye Ming Sect at this moment.

Lingyao and others pointed the butcher knife at these tribal monks. They used their magical powers to search for surviving monks in the mountains.

In this process, Zheng Qiu's spiritual beast "The Crying Beast" played a key role. Some monks who had hidden themselves using special means were found by this little toad, and were eventually killed.

The massacre lasted for two full days. After two days, almost all the monks from the ten major tribes were wiped out, and most of them died on the mountain.

Rivers of blood flowed in Longding Mountain, with mutilated limbs and corpses everywhere. The blood dyed the woods red, and the originally green leaves turned into a fiery sea of ​​blood, like a hell on earth...

In the early morning of the next day, when it was just dawn.

In the woods, a woman wearing a blue palace dress was running wildly.

This woman wears a golden flower hairpin and has a beautiful appearance. She is Ye Xiangping, the strongest monk among the younger generation of the Tianshui tribe.

She was originally a talented monk who was highly regarded and admired by everyone, but now she was stumbling, covered in blood, and running away in the woods in embarrassment.

"Hey, bastard, you are really good at running!"

A sinister voice came from behind and fell in Ye Xiangping's ears, like a cry for life, making her tremble uncontrollably while running.

brush!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a black light dagger flew over and was behind Ye Xiangping in an instant.

Ye Xiangping looked panicked, pinched a magic formula in his hand, turned around and slapped it with his palm.

The water spiritual power gathered in front of her, forming a thick wall of water in an attempt to block the incoming dagger.

However, a black light burst out from the dagger, and a foul smell hit her face. It quickly broke through Ye Xiangping's defense and poked a big hole in her water wall.

"ah!"

With a scream, Ye Xiangping fell to the ground in pain, with a dagger stuck on her ankle, pinning her to the ground.

At the same time, a figure moved from far to near at an extremely fast speed, and soon landed on a big tree next to Ye Xiangping.

This person is Zheng Qiu, a member of the Yeming Sect.

Nowadays, he no longer needs to pretend to be the leader of the Stone Spirit Clan. The previous image of a kind-hearted old man is gone, replaced by a sinister and vicious look.

Zheng Qiu looked down at Ye Xiangping, who was lying on the ground moaning in pain, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Run, why don't you run?"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Qiu waved his sleeve and threw a black light dagger again, this time it was inserted into Ye Xiangping's left shoulder.

The corrosive power contained in the dagger quickly turned Ye Xiangping's left shoulder into white bones. There was also an even weirder power in it, which penetrated directly into the bone marrow, making Ye Xiangping miserable.

Her screams became even more piercing, her originally beautiful face was distorted by pain, her eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and she looked miserable.

Zheng Qiu seemed to enjoy this scene very much. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "You rats, if you just stand there and wait to die, I can give you a good time, but you have to go to all the trouble to hide.

If you are caught by me in the end, won’t you still die? And your death will only be more painful!”

Having said this, Zheng Qiu raised his hand, and a ray of light flew out, directly cutting Ye Xiangping's belly open, and blood spurted out.

"Hahaha!"

This once kind-hearted old man was now smiling crazily, with a sickly blush on his face.

"Telling you secretly, I actually don't believe in the "Ye Ming Sect", and I don't care about their so-called ultimate wish."

Zheng Qiu looked at Ye Xiangping who was twisting and struggling on the ground, and he laughed and said: "I'm just tired of the current situation in Langhuan Continent. Peaceful coexistence among hundreds of races? No killing? No fighting? Damn! What is the purpose of cultivating immortality? Isn't it just for this?

Being superior to others and only killing wantonly can bring me the most primitive excitement. The law of the jungle is the most real world! Since Shennong Mountain can't give me all this, then I will seek refuge in the Yeming Sect. They allow it.

I kill people and allow this world of the jungle to emerge!"

Zheng Qiu tortured Ye Xiangping while describing his hobbies. He seemed to be intoxicated with the pleasure of wanton killing.

After hearing his words, Ye Xiangping's body couldn't stop shaking. Her face was distorted by the huge pain, but her survival instinct drove her to crawl away.

"Haha, you haven't given up yet!" Zheng Qiu stared at Ye Xiangping and said with a smile, "I just like this about you. I like to see you struggling as hard as you can but unable to escape death. The stronger your desire to live, the more I

The more excited I get!"

While speaking, he raised his hand a little more, and the third dagger shot out, cutting off Ye Xiangping's right leg.

"ah!"

Ye Xiangping was bleeding profusely and screaming in agony.

At this moment, two rays of light flew from different directions at extremely fast speeds. In just a few breaths, they reached Zheng Qiu's side.

The visitors were none other than Lingyao and Qin Ming from the Yeming Sect.

"Are you killing tribal monks again?"

Glancing at Ye Xiangping lying on the ground, Lingyao frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"Hey, this is just a little hobby of mine." Zheng Qiu said with a smile.

"That's all, as long as you do your best for the sect, I won't care about these little things." Lingyao's eyes were very cold. He looked away from Ye Xiangping and said coldly, "Do you have any clues about the whereabouts of Tang Zhen and Liang Zhidao?"

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"this……"

Facing Lingyao's question, Qin Ming and Zheng Qiu looked at each other, and finally replied helplessly: "Reporting to the envoy, there is no trace of their whereabouts yet..."

"waste!"

Lingyao shouted angrily, his eyes cold.

"Don't you usually pride yourself on your tracking skills? You are familiar with the terrain of Longding Mountain, how come you can't find the two injured people? Could it be that you don't take the affairs of the Divine Cult to heart?"

"I don't dare to wait!"

Zheng Qiu and Qin Ming hurriedly lowered their heads and fell to their knees, their faces pale with panic.

"It's not that we don't try our best, but these two people are too cunning. I have spent nearly ten years of the life of the Wearing Cry Beast, but I still can't find the whereabouts of these two people. In my opinion... could they have already

Out of Longding Mountain?" Zheng Qiu lowered his head and asked tentatively.

"Impossible!" Lingyao said coldly: "There is a barrier I have set up around Longding Mountain, and not a single mosquito can fly out. The two of them are injured, and with just a spiritual beast in the early stage of Tongxuan, they can't

They may have broken my barrier, but they must still be in the mountains now."

"But……"

"There is no but! Are you questioning me?"

"I don't dare..." Zheng Qiu met Lingyao's eyes and couldn't help but shudder. He no longer looked as arrogant as before.

"snort!"

Lingyao snorted coldly and said sternly, "Keep searching! We have to dig three feet into the ground to find them. If there is no news about Liang Zhidao and Tang Zhen before dark, I will sacrifice your heads to the leader!"

"

After listening to Lingyao's order, Zheng Qiu and Qin Ming were frightened and looked at each other with sad expressions on their faces.

Liang Zhidao has not been found for two whole days, and now he is only given half a day. If he still can't be found, wouldn't he have to be buried with monks from the ten major tribes?

"Liang Zhidao, Liang Zhidao, you little bastard is really good at hiding. You've tricked me to death! If you are caught by me, I will tear you apart, bruise your bones and spread ashes!" Zheng Qiu said viciously in his heart.

Just when Zheng Qiu and Qin Ming were secretly cursing, a loud noise suddenly came from the woods in the distance.

"what happened?"

The three of them were all startled and turned to look at the same time.

I saw thick fog and smoke in the distance, making it difficult to see what was going on there, but there was spiritual energy overflowing, which seemed to be signs of monk activity.

"That's not right. I've checked every place in this area. There shouldn't be any survivors left." Zheng Qiu had a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Could it be..." Qin Ming's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.

"Go over and have a look."

Lingyao's expression remained unchanged, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand, turning it into a ray of light, and flew over first.

Qin Ming and Zheng Qiu looked at each other and without any hesitation, they both turned into escaping light and followed closely behind.

The three of them broke through the air at the same time, and they were extremely fast. In just half a cup of tea, they had already arrived at the place where the smoke and dust were rising.

I saw a crack in the mountain wall below, and there was spiritual energy flowing around the crack. The loud noise just now came from the depth of the crack.

"here it is……"

Seeing this familiar place, Zheng Qiu instantly recalled that he had gone in once two days ago, but found nothing.

Just when he was confused, Qin Ming beside him shouted: "This breath... I recognize it, it's Liang Zhidao."

"Are you sure?" Lingyao frowned and asked calmly.

"I'm sure! You also know that the skills I practice are very accurate in grasping the monk's aura. I'm sure that Liang Zhidao is in this crack," Qin Ming said excitedly.

"Okay!" Lingyao nodded and said with a smile, "Then what are you waiting for? Go and invite our distinguished guests out."

"Got the order!"
To be continued...