Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 618

After the sword solidified, it swayed around the corpse and jumped excitedly.The illusory sword body shot out spiritual light spots, and even the sword body seemed to be a little brighter.

I don't know if it was Ningxia's delusion, but she felt that the sword seemed quite happy.Well, she didn't know how she felt it. It was obviously just a sword, with no nose or eyes.

There was a lot of movement here, and everyone who had spare energy noticed it.However, I am afraid that there are not many people who have spare power. Ningxia is also blessed with the heavy sword to pay attention to these.

Most of the people are still struggling with the endless jingling, and they don't know when they will end up.

And this is not the end, but only the beginning.The monks present did not know that Jianming was just an introduction.

Now they are facing a "trial", the innocent can only be silent, the guilty, death or life is better than death!
The executor of the "trial"...is the sacred vein of the Li people who have been slaughtered by them over the years and killed by greed and desire.They came back with vengeance, along with their grudges.

This detached long sword phantom is like a signal, awakening countless sleeping wills.

Not long after, other sword shadows appeared one after another in the venue, all of which were detached from the cultivator's body.The vicinity of each handle was accompanied by seriously wounded people or... corpses, probably separated from their bodies.

It is conceivable that these people must have "used" the Holy Vein to "transform the qualifications".After all these years, now is the time to pay the price.

These swords have different shapes, different lengths, simple, gorgeous, delicate, and smart... each one is different.Each handle represents a life that has been tortured and killed, and this is the last trace they left in the world.

Floating auras scattered across the venue.Every sword exudes a strange light, suspended in mid-air, and also declares the sins of the many monks on Floating Cloud Island. —————————————————————

"What's going on? This, what is this!?" A cultivator looked horrified as he looked at the shadows of two swords that appeared suddenly.

Although he asked that, but looking at his sweaty forehead and eyes with strange fear and clear emotions, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he doesn't know anything.

In fact, many cultivators have a lot in mind.Do you still know what you did?
The moment they heard the sound of the sword, they knew what they were looking for.It's just that no one dared to speak up, and he was unwilling to admit that he had made such a beastly thing for the sake of strength.

They even thought by luck that he was not the only one who had persecuted the Holy Vessel, everyone was the same.With so many people, nothing will happen.

But until now, in such a scene, they began to really panic, fearing that this scandal would be exposed, fearing that they would be the next person to fall by revenge.

A young cultivator who was very close to the person who shouted just now stammered: "No, I don't know, there are... ah ah ah-"

The man was thrown backwards, the spiritual power running in the body quickly became disordered, and waves of piercing sword sounds came to disrupt the circulation in his body, but he couldn't care about the pain in his body.

I saw that the cultivator who was still shouting just now was lying on the ground at the moment, his face was facing his direction, his face was still filled with unresolved fear and pain, his pupils were enlarged due to extreme fear, and it was frozen at the last moment of his life. .

Above him hung a broad sword with a simple and simple style. The sword was engraved with complicated patterns, revealing a mysterious power.Even if it was just a phantom, he felt an inexplicable awe that showed the power of his true body.

Why was the young monk so scared?
This dead monk was the elder in his family, and his cultivation was extremely high, and he was already in the realm of a pseudo-infant.But such a person has also died, inexplicably dying in front of him, the death is strange, how can he not be afraid?
This person was still asking him questions a moment ago... so what about him?
The young monk came from his heart and closed his eyes to think about his death.

This happened in many places on the field.Regardless of the level of cultivation, there are high-level monks, and there are low-level monks who have long been killed and died inexplicably at a certain node.

And they are all very consistent, and they can't rest their eyes, and there are sword shadows on the top.Someone once clearly saw that the sword shadow was peeled off from the fallen monk.

Of course, there are also a small number of people who didn't die after falling down, but they've been out of anger and less recently.

Seeing this, most people in the know understand.What is there not to understand...

Contacting the rumors of the Holy Vessel that has been making a lot of noise, it can be guessed that these people are probably monks who have "used" the Holy Vein.

The civilians who didn't know were confused, and most of them fainted at the beginning.There is no trace of the sacred veins on their bodies, and their ancestors have never used them. In fact, the sword sound will only cause their soul and spiritual power to be disordered.

That's why Ningxia only felt uncomfortable and painful - she didn't have the blood of the Sacred Vessel, and she didn't change her life.

Those who are really affected and feel that life is better than death are naturally those who have committed sins, or those who have inherited the blood of their ancestors are also stained with karma.

They are called life rather than death.This paragraph composed of emotion and resentment, Jianming, is a real reminder to them.

Suffering and pain are the beginning. What the souls of unjustly killed really want is their lives and...to regain their souls.

A tat for a tat, it will always be repaid.Not one can escape.

Now is the real hell.

In the venue, a sword with a different handle flashed, floating in mid-air, almost filling the entire venue.Their phantoms flickered and flickered, exuding a joy beyond human comprehension.

The venue presented an almost eerie scene.The dominant human fell in embarrassment, and the sword, which had always been subordinate, became the only protagonist at this time.Here is their carnival.

Is this what you want to see?She didn't dare to look at the lady in red.

Ningxia rigidly kept the farce in front of her eyes, not knowing how to face it.

This is really a "good show" ah... ah!

Acting here... Is evil defeating evil?The lady is also very calculating.

But for some unknown reason, although it was a good show that "good and evil are rewarded" and "pleasant", Ningxia did not feel any joy.Instead, I felt cold and sad.

How about getting revenge?After all, so many people died.And there is no way for the miserable souls who died innocently to come back.Their wasted dark years are over.

Who really got what?
Including her - an outsider, in this drama, she is also very sad.

(End of this chapter)