I, make my own

Chapter 130 Blood Sacrifice for My Million People?

In the northwest of the ruins, the place where foreign cultivators gather.

At this moment, more than 2000 immortal cultivators are gathering in one place in twos and threes, discussing a lot, and most of them look a little ugly.

On a small soil bag at the very front, dozens of disciples from all walks of life who were at least in the late stage of Foundation Establishment were gathering together, surrounded by a man and a woman.

The most numerous of these disciples were from the Dayan Dynasty and Guiyuanzong, and the two who were surrounded were also from Dayan and Guiyuan respectively.

Among them, the woman was wearing a black and red martial robe, and there was an extraordinary nobility in her gestures.

Her eyes are agile and shrewd, and this neat attire adds a bit of heroic and unrestrained air.

This woman is none other than the princess of the Great Yan Dynasty——Yan Huaijing.

As for the man, he was a chunky young man who was full of jewels and jewels, with various and dazzling accessories.

Such a person stands side by side with Yan Huaijing, but it forms a sharp contrast, just like the difference between a rooster and a phoenix, a secular merchant and a fairy.

However, none of the people in the field dared to laugh at this person, because he is Gui Yuanzong's well-known treasure son Wu Sanbao, who is one of the new generation "Four Talents" of Xuanfengyu along with Yan Huaijing!

"Your Highness, the barrier of this relic is too strong. I'm afraid it's impossible to enter at the early stage of Jindan, and it's impossible to open a passage..."

Next to Yan Huaijing, a man frowned and spoke softly, staring at the endless black mist and the flickering bloody electric arc in the distance, his eyes were full of fear.

Hundreds of people have tried it before, but none of them can last more than ten breaths in the black mist.

Among them, the one who lasted the longest was a master who had completed the foundation establishment, but he only lasted for nine breaths, and he was injured when he came out.

Yan Huaijing squinted her eyes, did not answer, but turned her head and stared at Wu Sanbao with a smile.

"I heard that Mr. Bao is Gui Yuanzong's first-class evildoer. A few months ago, he even fought a deacon at the early stage of Jindan for dozens of rounds without losing."

"And Mr. Bao is full of treasures. If you think about it, the mere barrier in front of you can't trouble Mr. Bao, right?"

Wu Sanbao shook his wrist, and several pairs of bracelets on his wrist made a crisp sound of jingling.

After touching the slightly protruding belly again, Fu grinned.

"They are all called Mr. Bao, so how can there be any real tough skills?"

"With my little tricks, even if I use up all the treasures on my body, I'm afraid I can last at most thirty to fifty breaths, and I can't even walk [-]% of the barrier."

"However, Princess Jing is different. Princess Jing relies on her real talents and talents, and Princess Jing said it so easily, so she is sure to pass it?"

"Why don't we ask Princess Jing to take the lead first?"

Yan Huaijing withdrew her gaze and gave a rather indifferent chuckle.

"Young Master Bao is just joking. I am just a weak woman. It is already very good if I can last twenty breaths. How dare I overestimate my strength?"

Not far behind the two, a disciple of Jin Yanzong who had successfully established his foundation rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Princess Jing and Young Master Bao are the second of the 'Four Talents'. As the benchmarks of my Xuanfengyu's younger generation, the two must be extremely strong."

"If you continue to be so humble, the benefits you can get will be greatly reduced when everyone else arrives..."

Wu Sanbao curled his lips, twisted his buttocks in a nondescript manner, and opened his mouth lazily at the same time.

"You want benefits so much, you can do it yourself, and no one is stopping you."

Yan Huaijing didn't look back, just smiled lightly.

"Jin Yanzong is famous for his fierce offensive, and it is most suitable to bury his head to hit the barrier. Although I don't know your name, as long as you can survive twenty breaths in it, I will respect you three points!"

The man's face twitched, a little embarrassed.

At any rate, he is also a true disciple of Jin Yanzong. Although he is not as good as Cui Zhiyu, he can still be ranked among the top five disciples of Jin Yanzong in this trial.

That Yan Huaijing only lightly said the words "I don't know your name", and slapped him hard on the face!This made him feel humiliated and angry.

But he didn't dare to attack, because he didn't have the confidence to fight Yan Huaijing, not to mention that the people of Dayan Dynasty in the field were several times more than their Jin Yanzong.

At this time, the disciple of the faction who had a good relationship with Jin Yanzong coughed lightly, and relieved the siege for Zuo Shang.

"Princess Jing, Mr. Bao, everyone, after all, we can't just wait here for nothing, right?"

"Although it is not a problem to open up a passage after the law enforcers arrive. But if the law enforcers make a move, according to the rules, they will directly delimit half of the area and take away all the treasures inside."

"The ruins in front of us are definitely not trivial, and the treasures in them may be unimaginable. Are we going to let the law enforcement officers directly steal half of them? Just sit back and watch the opportunity leave us?"

This person's words quickly won a lot of approval.

"That's right, this is our chance, no matter what, we must start before the law enforcers arrive!"

"That is, we have to hand over [-]% of the proceeds from our trials to the sect. If we let the law enforcers take half of it directly, then we may not get much benefit."

"But the key problem is that we really have no way to open up a channel right now..."

"Not really."

"Huh? You mean... the lives are going to pile up?"

"That's right! According to past experience, this barrier can be worn away with flesh and soul. As long as you are determined, it is not a problem to open up a passage!"

"Hiss! This..."

"Isn't this inappropriate? The ruin barrier in front of you is no small matter. If you want to pile up a passage with human lives, I'm afraid it will cost at least a million lives..."

"Hey! What's wrong? Ordinary warriors in this small world are nothing but dogs. Isn't the meaning of their existence just to be hunted and killed by us and sacrificed by us to fight for the way?"

"This... seems to make sense..."

"Ridiculous! That's millions of lives? Are you immortal cultivators or fallen demons?"

"They all bring up the butcher knife. What's the difference between killing one person and killing a million people? If my generation of monks wants to fight for their lives against the sky, how can we have the kindness of a woman?"

"Crazy! It's crazy!"

"However, it is not an easy task to hunt a million people. We don't know when we will kill them alone. Moreover, it may cause the aborigines in the small world to fight against each other. If they mobilize millions of troops to besiege, we are afraid Only escape."

"Stupid? As long as they control their emperor, isn't this kind of thing just a matter of a will?"

"Huh? Makes sense..."

There was a lot of discussion among the people in the field. Regarding the massacre of a million people, a small number of monks looked ugly, nearly half of the monks looked hesitant, and the rest were either looking forward to it or not paying attention...

At the front, Yan Huaijing frowned slightly, and Wu Sanbao narrowed his eyes slightly, but neither of them spoke out in a hurry.

At this moment, a burly man suddenly sneered.

"Let me tell you, do you really regard this place as a small pond where you can come and go as you please?"

Zuo Shang snorted coldly, turned his head and stared at him.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Don't you know that the entire small world is unified by a force called the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Don't you guys know that it took less than a year for this big week to rule the small world?"

The strong man sneered again and again, looking at the clamoring people around him like looking at a group of clowns.

"Tu Zimo, what exactly do you want to say?"

Not far from the strong man, a middle-aged man frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"What do I want to say? Anyone with a brain should not ask this question."

Tu Zimo sneered, ignored the man's angry expression, and continued to speak.

"The most important thing is that I have found at least a dozen strange foundation-building monks during my journey. My induction tells me that these people are not from the main continent!"

"Since they are not from the main continent, their origins are self-evident!"

"You haven't even figured out the real background of the other party, but you want to control the other party's emperor and sacrifice millions of people! Heh, how ridiculous?"

Hearing this, except for a few people who were either surprised or thoughtful, most of the people's faces changed, and their expressions were startled and uncertain.

"The local monks appeared in the small world so quickly? No, the trial rules are very clear. It is not allowed to leave any kind of exercises in the small world. Where did they come from?"

"That's not the point. The point is that Tu Zimo met more than a dozen monks along the way. So how many monks are there in this big week?"

"Perhaps he felt wrong. There are as many as 3 testers we have come here this time, and most of them don't recognize them. It's hard to distinguish the boundaries of breath and so on, right?"

"It's hard to say, Tianmenzong is best at..."

While everyone was frowning and discussing, an exaggerated shout suddenly sounded from the periphery.

"I am? What's the situation, what do these aboriginal soldiers want to do?"

Hearing the smoky noise, the monks inside all turned their heads to look out, but they were all stunned when they saw it.

Because at the outermost periphery, two teams of thousands of people are each forming a long line array, approaching them like a "herringbone".

Among the two teams, the one on the right was dressed in black standard heavy armor, and the formation was quite neat.

The one on the left is somewhat oddly shaped, and the array is much looser.

Looking at the formation, it is obvious that they want to surround them, because the direction corresponding to the exposed gap is the most dangerous relic.

"So, what kind of soldiers from the Great Zhou Dynasty are these? What do they want to do?"

Most of the monks in the field looked weird, even a little funny.

Because it gave them the feeling that a group of sheep were going to surround a group of tigers...

However, not long after, everyone's expressions froze instantly, their eyes suddenly widened, but they couldn't laugh anymore.

Because, with a shout, the 2000 people rose suddenly, their swords flew into the air, and they were extremely stable, and the weapons under their feet showed their coldness!
At this moment, the two thousand sheep suddenly turned into two thousand sharp butcher knives, hanging straight above their heads, making them shudder!

At this moment, they realized that the situation of the two sides had suddenly reversed, and their own side had unknowingly become the side to be slaughtered!
"Building foundations... unexpectedly, all of them are foundation-building monks?!"

In the dead silence, someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his face turned blue and red.

He wasn't afraid, because most of the more than 2000 people in their field were also at the foundation-building stage, and judging from the Qi Wang technique, the number of opponents who were in the late stage of foundation-building and who had completed the foundation-building was much smaller than them.

He was just a little incomprehensible and a little terrified.

You know, their trial team this time only has a total of just over [-] Foundation-Building soldiers, and the natives here have easily produced [-] Foundation-Building soldiers. ?
Although this kind of strength is not enough to be seen on the main continent, the key point is that this is a small world. It should be impossible for a foundation-building monk to have it here!
What exactly is going on?

What the hell is going on here? !

In the eerie silence, four figures stepped out from the head of the "person" array and came to the central position.

"I heard that you want to sacrifice blood to millions of my people?"

Zhu Gaoyang spoke in a cold voice, and his cold eyes scanned the densely packed monks below, with murderous intent in them.

(End of this chapter)