Chapter 66 Million Dead Souls

"The blood sacrifice will take 100,000 lives to complete the cloak of the God Emperor?"

Xu Xian's words made Bai Suzhen's belief that he had been to for thousands of years collapsed suddenly. Is this the kind and kind Xu Xian? Or did he once warned himself that "all beings are equal, don't kill them randomly." Father Huangquan? Why did the two of them make such a crazy plan?

Under the brilliant golden light of the God Emperor's sacred clothes, Bai Suzhen's heart was like the dark and gloomy night sky in the distance, and she felt as if her heart was dead. What choice was made? On one side were the relatives of the closest relatives, and on the other side were the innocent lives of 100,000 or more people. Bai Suzhen could not make a choice. She looked at Xiaoqing like she was confused and asked for help.

Xiaoqing's charming eyes, which had not yet been lifted, had no past charm in her charming eyes, and she just blinked at Bai Suzhen anxiously. Xiaoqing could hear it, but couldn't speak anymore. She was anxious at this time, but could not express it.

Bai Suzhen was in a dark mood. Before she could understand Xiaoqing's predicament, she stared blankly at Xiaoqing's struggle. Xu Xian's robe sleeves were brushed, and the soft true power penetrated Xiaoqing's body, and it was like a bamboo shoot, breaking away all the eighteen levels of prohibitions in Xiaoqing's body.

Xu Xian did not carefully check Xiaoqing's ban, and took action at will. He relied on his exquisite control of his true power, forcibly breaking Xiaoqing's ban in one fell swoop, but he did not hurt Xiaoqing at all. This hand was as light as he lifted the heavy weight, showing his superb skills.

However, Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen present had no intention of paying attention to this. As soon as the restriction in Xiaoqing was released, he couldn't wait to say, "Sister..." Bai Suzhen looked sad, hugged Xiaoqing and whispered, "What should I do, what should I do..."

Bai Suzhen, who is extraordinary, is still a tender woman in her bones. Under this dilemma of morality and family affection, she is already a little overwhelmed. Xiaoqing, who has been dependent on each other for five hundred years, is her last support.

Xiaoqing comforted, "Sister, there is no need to make things difficult for this matter. All the people in the world are dead, what does it have to do with us..." Xiaoqing's indifferent attitude shocked Bai Suzhen. The so-called difference between closeness and alienation is, in the eyes of Xiaoqing, the people in the world really have nothing to do with her. If she wants to do good deeds, she is just to make herself happy. In her bones, Xiaoqing is still a real monster.

All the relatives stood on the other side, which made Bai Suzhen's heart completely slide to the other end. Bai Suzhen also knew that she actually did not have the ability to stop Xu Xian and her father Huang Quan. Xu Xian said this just because she didn't want to deceive herself.

"I am a demon." Bai Suzhen comforted herself in her heart. People in the world shouted and killed demons, and the relationship between the two parties was as strong as water and fire. Bai Suzhen did countless good deeds in Zhenjiang, and everyone praised them. But if you really know that she is a demon, these people will immediately change their opinions, and Bai Suzhen's good deeds will also become a conspiracy with ulterior motives.

Even so, the deep guilt made Bai Suzhen feel ashamed and could only hug Xiaoqing tightly and find the last warmth from it.

Xu Xian knew that the collapse of faith would be a huge blow to Bai Suzhen. He walked over and gently held Bai Suzhen's cold jade hand and said, "The world has the truth but no virtue. The so-called morality is acquired and rebellious against human nature, and is not worth mentioning. Mortals are not ants, but they are mostly ignorant people after all. After the God Emperor's Holy Clothes were cast into a real magical weapon, I am determined to cut off the connection between gods, Buddhas and demons in the world, and to eliminate all the gods, Buddhas and demons in the sky that fool people's hearts, so that all sentient beings can be free..."

Gao Yuan heard Xu Xian's words in the distance, and his emotions were indescribable. He thought Xu Xian was a hero, but who knew he was a paranoid idealist. Such people can generally be called saints. Because his beliefs were too noble, so noble that mortals could not be approached and understood. In his heart, there was only the great way, and as for some sacrifices, it was originally just right.

However, these words may have been just to comfort Bai Suzhen. Xu Xian’s gloomy nature is not like an open and upright person.

At this time, the river water had already spread to Zhenjiang City. You can see from afar that the lights in Zhenjiang City were brightly lit, panicked crying, screaming and other noisy sounds gathered together, making Zhenjiang City in the night suddenly become lively.

The river water is not rising slowly, but is gushing out in a gust of waves, like Zhenjiang City has already flown wildly downstream. The lower reaches of Zhenjiang are rich water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, with dense populations. With the terrible momentum of the river water, it is estimated that the number of people affected by the disaster will never be limited to 100,000.

Although the walls of Zhenjiang City are solid, when the city is built, a river is drawn into the city. At this time, the surging river water flows straight into Zhenjiang City along the waterway. Such an abnormal water has filled the whole city in less than a while.

In the night, the swelling river water had already submerged Zhenjiang City. All the lights and cries were silent. In the vast ocean, there were only countless floating debris. There were also many figures holding trees and other things, struggling hard in the water.

With his lofty indifference, he couldn't help but be moved. One hundred thousand people could escape from the river. Women, children and the elderly were almost bound to die in this environment. A heavy city suddenly became a land of water.

There are also many Buddhist monks on Jinshan and Jiaoshan. At this time of crisis, they try their best to save people. However, under the might of heaven and earth, their personal power is not worth mentioning. These people are at most innate masters and do not know the source of the flood, so no one thinks of going under the water to stop the demon dragon.

The surging river water went down with the momentum, with a huge momentum like thousands of horses galloping. The more you went down, the more vast the water became. The creatures on the land could not react in the huge waves. Only a piece of river water was left wherever the waves passed.

Within half an hour, the night sky was filled with countless unjust souls who died in the water. Some unjust souls should have been scattered in the world, but only a little true spirit fell into the cycle of reincarnation. However, under the power of the formation, those unjust souls were detained above Zhenjiang. Unjust souls were invisible, but thousands of unjust souls gathered above Zhenjiang, and their evil spirits were enough to change the atmosphere of heaven and earth.

A huge black vortex made of countless souls visible to the naked eye was formed above Beigu Mountain. As the number of unjust souls continued to increase, the black vortex was constantly increasing. The cold and evil aura emitted from it caused the nearby temperature to drop sharply. The remaining plants, trees, birds and other creatures in Beigu Mountain were directly taken away by the evil aura.

In the end, the black vortex composed of hundreds of thousands of unjust souls was astonished, and even if an ordinary person glanced at it from a distance, it would be fatal. Despite this, the number of unjust souls was still increasing. Countless unjust souls were entangled together, and their originally vague minds were assimilated by the power of the black vortex, leaving only deep resentment and resentment left in the soul.

The dozens of masters who saved people in the water were almost half cut by the cold evil aura. The others were shocked and ignored the need to save people and used their own means to escape. Of course, most of them were Buddhist masters, but if they wanted to use their own strength to save so many unjust souls, they were still far from it. As for other ordinary monks, they could save their lives in the evil aura, even if they were lucky. This vortex naturally enveloped the Beigu Mountain, and its power coverage also included Jinshan and Jiaoshan. All Zen forests used magic arrays to protect their own safety.

The waves of Buddhist singing Buddha lights did not have any power in the black vortex. Just like a candle in the wind, it seemed that it could be drowned in the formation of wronged souls at any time.

Under the black vortex, only the God Emperor Saint Clothes shining with brilliant golden light was even more dazzling. Although the power of the wronged soul was getting stronger and stronger, it could not do anything to the God Emperor Saint Clothes. Xu Xian was calmly looking at the black vortex in the sky, as if calculating something. Bai Suzhen didn't dare to face such a reality at all, but just hugged Xiaoqing in a trance, thinking.

With Bai Suzhen's knowledge, of course, he knew that the number of wronged souls in the sky was far more than 100,000. The deeper the thought of this problem, the more painful it is. Bai Suzhen forced herself to believe in Xu Xian and her father Huang Quan.

Although Xiao Qing was brave, looking at the black vortex hanging above her head, countless people seemed to cry and wail in her ears, and she felt extremely uneasy. What's even more terrifying is that the black vortex is not only as huge as a mountain, but also exudes infinite power, as if it wants to suck the three of them into the vortex.

This substantial threat made Xiaoqing dare not act rashly, and could only hold Bai Suzhen tightly with the same force, trembling in her mouth and want to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

One hour later, the black vortex in the sky was like a substance. Even the river water surging wildly under Beigu Mountain was affected by the power of the vortex, and a huge vortex appeared on the water surface.

Gao Yuan initially calculated that the aggrieved souls gathered in this magic circle were at least one million. Under the guidance of the formation, millions of wronged souls gathered together, and in the end, everyone's soul consciousness disappeared, leaving only the last resentment. The strength of millions of wronged souls' resentment is hard to estimate.

However, this kind of power is just a accumulation of quantity. Although it is powerful, it is dull and will not pose any threat to the powerful golden elixir unless it hits the powerful golden elixir. Moreover, with the continuous gathering of the unjust souls, the formation has reached its limit. If this continues, it will not take long before the formation will be forcibly broken by the power of the unjust souls.

At this moment, the churning water eyes rushed out of a huge water column. On the water column that was straight up to the sky, there was a majestic demon dragon about meter tall. The demon dragon was covered with black scales, with a hideous dragon head, and the black round dragon eyes were full of madness. The two hunched claws with thin scales were as sharp as swords. Even though the demon dragon was standing quietly on the water column, it also had a crazy and cruel smell. And the rich dragon breath on his body made people feel even more uneasy.

The demon dragon looked around for a long time, took a deep breath, and made a high-pitched and sharp dragon roar towards the sky. The sharp sound seemed to have no limit, and it kept rising. The sharp sound waves were like needles, which gradually rose and rose, which was a limit that could be heard by human ears. The river water within a radius of thousands of feet suddenly exploded. Thousands of water waves soared into the sky like sharp arrows. After the water arrows rose hundreds of feet, the remaining strength gradually faded and turned into a water wave in the sky and spilled down.

"Wow wow wow wow wow..." The waves in the sky poured like a river of heaven, with a huge momentum.

The black vortex hanging upside down in the sky, many evil spirits were shattered in the sound wave just now. Dragon roar and this big flood that was pouring into the sky, for a moment, the shocking evil spirits of millions of evil spirits were also suppressed by the momentum of this demon dragon.

The demon dragon vented and shouted proudly: "Haha, I finally came out..." The hoarse and rough voice was like a person filing your bones with a file. Just after hearing it, it made people feel bored. The demon dragon's eyes turned and was attracted by the brilliant golden light of the God Emperor's sacred clothes floating above Beigu Mountain. He muttered to himself, "What is this, it looks familiar..."
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