Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 599 Purgatory
When those people broke the protective shield and fled, Ningxia noticed it, and her heart was inexplicably angry.

Pig mate!
As soon as the protective cover was removed, she immediately felt the difference.Before there was a protective shield to isolate it a little, the effect of Jianming was not as powerful as here.Now that they've broken the shield, it's time to face the attack.

God knows how many times the strength of Jianming has been increased when the protective cover is withdrawn? !

If it can only be regarded as a painless scratching of the boot before, then now it is directly inserting the knife and attacking the inside.

To make matters worse, these people escaped with no rhythm at all, and threw them aside with all manner of grace.It made the already chaotic scene even more chaotic.

The cultivator's ability is much stronger than that of mortals. One step is three steps, and he can float a little bit. It's not that tragic, but it's almost the same.

In the chaos, Ningxia felt that she had been kicked several times, and her legs were sore and painful, but they were all with spiritual power.She had reason to believe that on this occasion, even if someone took advantage of the chaos, the murder might not necessarily be discovered.

Ningxia finally understands why so many poor people are trampled to death in earthquakes every year?When people are busy, they really can't care about anything, they can only care about themselves.

Fortunately, Ningxia didn't encounter any bad guys along the way.And she, a foundation-building cultivator, could barely hold on, so that she could maintain her own practice cycle, barely resisting this strange sound of sword sounds.

It's just that the broken shield probably won't come back.They can only bite the bullet and go straight to this "disaster".

Who knows how long this terrifying sword cry will last?God knows how far this terrifying Jianming can go?No one knows, they are all holding on.

And those who broke the shield and escaped weren't much better off.Things are not as simple as they thought...

The people who broke the protective shield and fled were affected by the strong sound of sword cries before they took a few steps, and fell directly to the ground, wailing and screaming, screaming, and repeatedly shouting pain in their mouths, begging for mercy.

Those who fell on the spectator seats, those who fell around the blood formation, those who rolled down from the upper floors, and those who fell in general... In short, the low-level monks who didn't resist in advance all fell down, on the ground as if they had died in battle. roll.The scene was very chaotic.

Seeing such a tragic situation, the hearts of the "surviving" people are deeply concerned, and they even improve the spiritual power of the body to make the spiritual power run at a high speed.Many people found that the faster the spiritual power in their bodies worked, the less impact the sword sound had on them.

Those who were lying on the ground, rolling and howling gradually became quiet, and some were stunned by the strong sword cry, bleeding from their seven orifices. .

And not everyone is like that.With the further strengthening of Jianming, these "surviving" monks also began to appear.

It looks like a real hell on earth.

"puff--"

"what is this?!"

"No, don't take it, it's mine. Go go go..."

"No, it's not what I thought, it's them... they forced me!"

……

Ningxia, who was concentrating on concentrating her spiritual energy, was startled by the sudden wailing sound.

The guy behind her, and a few people in the front row suddenly collapsed, and suddenly began to scream, making the same pleas as those on the ground.

Ning Xia saw that these people were all foundation-building cultivation bases, and she thought they could endure it after so long...Is it impossible to endure it?
Ningxia's heart was cold, and the top of her heart trembled.Is it the turn of the foundation building level?Does that mean...she's not far away?

Heck, when will this part be over? !What are they trying to do?
Wait... "Take it", "Return it to you", "Pain"... These words suddenly cast a stone in her heart.

Take what?What else?
Jian Cry... Wasn't it Chonghuan who initiated Jian Cry on the night of the Four Things Walk?

Why did he make the sword cry?He is angry, he is hating, he wants to rescue those who have been imprisoned and humiliated.

That night, Ningxia could feel the unwillingness and appeal contained in the sound of the sword. It was like weeping blood, expressing the emotions that are no different from people's flesh and blood.

That night's Jianming can be said to be the mourning and hatred of the Shengmai people present... I can't wait to initiate the power of all the clansmen to destroy everything.

In the end they ruined themselves.

What about this time.Whose voice is this sword cry?What is he saying?
Holy vein...

She remembered a bizarre story Qu Zunchang once told her, about a story about a saint and an ordinary person, and her mind was in chaos.

Time waits for no one. During Ningxia's chaotic thoughts, there were cultivators who kept falling behind and became the "captives" of Jianming, and they completely became one of the members who were rolling and wailing underground.

There are those who practice qi, those who build foundations, and even those who have a golden core... For no reason, they suddenly start screaming, unable to run the exercises, and there is only pain, discomfort, and screams in their minds.

Regardless of the cultivation base, when a cultivator of the Golden Core Stage above was recruited, the foundation-building cultivator in Ningxia was still fine.

Although she felt more and more uncomfortable as the power of the sword sound increased, she did not lose her head like those monks.

Ningxia even found a little cultivator not far away, but the cultivation level of the third level of Qi practice has not collapsed so far, and he is still well into meditation.

Gradually, many people also saw the strangeness of this Jianming.Although it seems to be an indiscriminate group attack, it is also treated differently. He seems to be attacking a special group of people.

Judging from the cultivators who fell early, although they had already passed out of pain, there was a difference.The degree is different, some do not know whether they are alive or dead, some are seriously injured when the seven orifices are bleeding, and some are directly fainted, but it is not a big problem.

And most of the monks who fell in the middle seemed to be in pain, and their life was worse than death, as if they were torn and beaten by their souls.

What's even more weird is that when the pain is deep, some people will plead and defend as if they are talking to someone, and they will talk nonsense that they can't understand.

"Let me go. I'm right, this is your life! If you die, you will die, why don't you die obediently? Don't come to me...don't come to me...ah!" A foundation-building cultivator looked at her diagonally in front of her. He stood up frantically and muttered to himself, as if he was arguing with someone.

Then he looked terrified, as if he saw something terrible, and the next moment he slammed into the wall, blood spilling out.

crazy.all crazy!

Retribution... For some reason, this thought suddenly popped into Ningxia's mind.Obviously she still doesn't understand anything...

Also, no matter what kind of grievances and hatreds, looking at the cultivator's words and expressions... probably hurt someone.This might be retribution.

Seeing the scene of mourning and mourning, Ningxia's heart suddenly felt empty.

Purgatory, no more than this.

　Good and evil will be rewarded in the end
　　
　
(End of this chapter)