The three of Mo Nan kept flying forward.
On the way, they also met a few groups of ferocious beasts and cultivators. They saw the aura of Dao on Mo Nan's body, and they didn't stop shouting at all, and rushed up to fight for it.
But, with the two patriarchs around, they couldn't survive a few breaths!
It seemed that people swept away along the way, people blocked people, gods blocked people, but there was no joy on the faces of the three of them. On the contrary, they all had gloomy faces, and their eyes were full of sadness.
There are too many corpses along the way!
Most of those corpses were innocent, and more were children, women and children. They didn't even understand what happened, so they were charged by the race next to them and slaughtered them clean.
"Ji Futu's move is really invincible to all races—how many races, they have not figured out who the real enemy is, who is the real culprit behind the scenes, and they just died like this!"
sorrow! That is the sorrow of the heavens, the sorrow of all races!
The ten thousand races known as Tianjiao are rampant, but they are played by Ji Futu in the palm of his hand.
The three of Mo Nan will contact their family members once in a while. They are all concerned about their families, and they are bound like hands and feet. However, they are not ordinary people, and they also know the power in their hands. The overall strength of the clansmen has not changed much, and if they can prevent it on weekdays, they will certainly be able to defend it now.
And Mo Nan's Demon Soil Heel has an army of Demon Soil, and the Demon Emperor is in charge, so he will not reach the level of restlessness!
"The city ahead is so peaceful!"
Mo Nan suddenly pointed to a huge city ahead, and he said in surprise.
Naturally, the two patriarchs also saw that all the corpses they encountered along the way were chaotic and tragic, but the city in front of them was actually very orderly!
"Strange! How could they be so quiet?" Luo Xuanji took out the astrolabe, glanced at each other, and knew that the city in front of him was called Zhuhuang City, and there were many virtual cities in it, which could accommodate tens of millions of people.
Feng Lixi looked at the avenue of light on Mo Nan's wrist, and suggested, "Shall we go around?"
Mo Nan's pupils turned, as if he had seen through layers of barriers, his face was pale: "No, the source of the avenue we are looking for is in the city!"
After the three of them entered, they found that many cultivators were subconsciously looking at Mo Nan.
But no cultivator rushed up to snatch Mo Nan's source of Dao. These cultivators didn't say a word, they were all in an indescribable state. They watched the three of Mo Nan approaching, and a group of people slowly separated to make way for them.
The moment they entered the gate of the inner city, they suddenly found that the land in front of them had collapsed. The entire city is collapsing, and dozens of virtual markets have also turned into nothingness.
In a place that is almost out of sight, two ancient characters of the origin of the Dao were suddenly discovered:
kill!
"The Dao of Killing!"
The three of Mo Nan's eyes widened. They had all heard of the "Great Slaughter Dao". According to legend, the first blood-stained person in this Dao was Asura. Very fanatical pursuit of such a road.
Unexpectedly, it appeared in front of me today!
Slaughter—the endless avenue of killing!
Prove it by killing! ! !
Mo Nan's eyes slowly retracted, attracted by the corpses on the ground, four words suddenly appeared in his mind:
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
The corpses everywhere were soaked in the sea of blood. Obviously, many places had collapsed and were filled with corpses.
"They, they are not quiet, but tired of killing! They are numb from killing!" Feng Lixi said in shock.
Mo Nan glanced to thank the quiet cultivator, his eyes showed deep sorrow, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid no one would experience such a deep sorrow!
"This is the death of the heavens!"
How many cultivators have slaughtered and died fighting for the source of the Dao!
At this moment, the source of killing in front suddenly trembled, and the cultivator directly lifted it up.
Luo Xuanji's expression turned cold, and he shouted: "Put it down—"
Boom!
He slashed across the air with a blade light, and when the blade light just entered the range of the killing avenue, its power suddenly increased several times, and it slashed at the cultivator who wanted to take away the source of killing.
"snort!!"
Could it be that the figure looked like a woman? She was tall and slender, and her black clothes were already dyed red. Her long hair fluttered behind her, and she held two bright short blades in her hands.
These two short blades look like daggers, but they are longer than the main body of the dagger. She held them left and right, and blocked the incoming blade light at once. Come out like that.
When she came out like this, it seemed that what she walked was not a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood at all, but a green field full of singing birds and fragrant flowers!
When Mo Nan saw this female cultivator, the blood in his body immediately froze. The blood-soaked female cultivator in front of him was wearing a mask, and this mask he recognized was the breath of God! !
"Who are you?" Mo Nan stepped forward fiercely, his god's breath was given to Su Liusha.
And the biggest function of the breath of God is to hide the breath and change the appearance! Therefore, Mo Nan wasn't sure if the one in front of him was Su Liusha!
The most important thing is that he didn't believe that Su Liusha had such a powerful cultivation and killed so many people!
"Another one leading to death!" The masked female cultivator yelled coldly, and stabbed dozens of blades fiercely in the void.
Mo Nan's body froze, his voice was clearly similar to Su Liusha's.
"Quicksand! It's me——I'm Mo Nan!"
Rumble! !
There were bursts of explosions in front of Mo Nan, Feng Lixi dodged in front of him, blocked him, and turned around and shouted: "What are you doing? She is going to kill you!"
Only then did Mo Nan wake up from the shock. He stared at the God's Breath mask tightly again, clenched his fists tightly: "Quick Sand, is it you? Is it you?"
While drinking, Mo Nan's body rushed in with a "bang".
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the face of the masked nun, with a buzzing sound, a huge golden palm formed in mid-air, and grabbed it directly.
"snort!"
The murderous aura on the masked female cultivator soared, and with a turn of the dagger, a cold light flashed, and it slashed directly at Mo Nan's golden palm!
Boom!
That golden palm was chopped into pieces with a single knife!
"Take off the mask for me!"
With a sudden bounce of Mo Nan's body, he rose into the sky, and with all his might, he stomped down with his foot. With his feet as the center, billowing golden air blasted out, even the sea of blood on the ground was blown away!
boom!
The masked female cultivator didn't dodge, but turned the dagger, and the aura of "Great Massacre God" burst out all over her body, and the silver light dagger directly slashed upwards.
"Break—"
boom--
Mo Nan suddenly felt that the wall of vitality under his feet was shattered, his feet went numb, and his whole body immediately flew upside down.
And the female cultivator in the mask came flickering, and the light of the dagger cut directly at Mo Nan's throat!
Swish Swish Swish——
While Mo Nan dodged, the streamer cloak burst out from behind him. He felt the female cultivator's "Massacre Divine Art" and he was a little more certain that the female cultivator in front of him was Su Liusha.
It's just that it's only been a few years since I saw her, so why did she become like this?
For a moment, all kinds of guilt, regret, heartache, self-blame, etc. came to my heart, and at the same time, there was a secret joy that I finally met her, and this time I will never let her leave again.
"Devil Lord, what are you doing? Hurry up!" Feng Lixi shouted loudly.
Mo Nan just kept dodging, unexpectedly, the speed of the masked female cultivator was not slow at all, and she almost stabbed him several times.
At this moment, a gloomy aura suddenly enveloped Mo Nan behind him.
All of a sudden, Mo Nan's figure was hard to move!
He didn't react at all, there was a pain in his back, and he fell straight down with a bang.
thump--
Mo Nan didn't fall into the sea of corpses and blood, and he didn't see him crawling out for a long time.
And above the void, a middle-aged figure slowly appeared. As soon as he appeared, the two patriarchs who were going to get the origin of the "Great Slaughter Dao" stopped immediately.
"Nangongyue—it's you!"
The person who appeared in the void was none other than Nangong Yue, the god of death in the left hand of the god!
Luo Xuanji rushed into the bloody water, pulled Mo Nan up, and found that Mo Nan had been stabbed deeply in the back, and even the bones were exposed.
As soon as Mo Nan came up, he spat out the blood in his mouth. He looked at Nan Gongyue and asked:
"Is she Su Liusha?"
