"What is the purpose of human life?"
Chang'an stood on the top of a stone pillar, overlooking a large group of Immortality Sect disciples with distorted faces below, looking like ghosts and demons.
Grinning, he nodded.
"High above, overlooking all living beings."
Opening his arms, Changan raised his head in a state of intoxication and took a deep breath.
He pursues strength, he pursues power, and he becomes the chosen one. In the final analysis, he wants to be above billions of sentient beings and enjoy the happiness of killing, taking, and asking for everything.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of heads fell to the ground; in the thought of it, thousands of young girls turned red...
Chang'an smiled evilly and pointed to the corner of the cave, where nearly 50,000 men and women were surrounded by a large group of Golden Ox Clan warriors.
They were all tall and strong young men, or delicate and beautiful young women. Around this grotto with a radius of five to six hundred miles, more than a hundred families, large and small, were wiped out, and all the old people were slaughtered. These nearly 50,000 young people were the elite of those hundreds of large and small families.
"My followers, the geniuses of the Immortality Religion, you are the masters... These humble men and women are yours." Chang'an waved his hand vigorously: "Go, enjoy them, enjoy them to your heart's content... And, they !”
The followers of the Immortality Sect were laughing hysterically, both men and women, laughing like a group of crazy beasts.
They jumped like flying, or flew into the air, rushing towards the surrounded prisoners. Their glowing red eyes flashed fiercely, and they quickly found their favorite target in the crowd.
The screams and roars kept coming.
The followers of the Immortality Sect, both male and female, are extremely evil and vicious.
Someone lit a special herb ball on fire and threw the burning grass ball into the crowd. Pink, sweet smoke erupted from the herb balls. Nearly 50,000 young men and women inhaled the thick smoke and soon lost their identity completely.
Wild instincts took over them.
They were entangled hysterically with the followers of the Immortality Religion.
The strong and strong young man quickly became skinny and bones, and the beautiful young woman also turned into a pink skeleton.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, and clouds of faint blood reverberated over the crowd. The faces of the followers of the Immortality Sect became rosy, and their skin became crystal clear, as if they could be broken by a bullet.
Chang An looked at the messy crowd in the distance with a smile.
If it were in the Qingmu Domain, the home base of the Immortality Sect, facing the pressure from the Six Paths Palace, Chang'an would not dare to do this under any circumstances.
No matter how evil the Immortality Sect is, they also know that the people of those small families are their foundation, and it is impossible for them to do such a thing in the Qingmu Domain.
But this is the territory of the Three Liancheng.
No matter how many people were killed or injured here, his Immortality Cult would not be harmed.
Especially, the noble divine envoy... No, the noble Lord Divine Spider has already issued the massacre order.
"Such a person, a god...goddess." Chang'an's body trembled slightly, his eyes flashing with a fierce and dangerous cold light. He gritted his teeth and secretly imagined that if he could subdue the black spider, then use the secret method of the Immortality Cult to whip him...
"I feel like I'm in a fairyland, and I want to die. My God, how could there be such a stunning person?" Chang'an muttered in a low voice: "The power is still not enough, power, power... Kill You Cang and occupy the Xuan Spider. , Hehe, I can definitely do it."
The chaotic and unbearable scene lasted for more than two hours.
The strongest young monks were all drained of their blood by the immortal sect’s enchantress, and they lay dying on the ground one by one.
The followers of the Immortality Sect stood up with glowing faces, swaying one by one, as if they were drunk, and slowly walked out of the messy 'crowd' with a bit of addiction, and slowly came to Chang'an. Under the stone pillar where it is located.
"Leader!" Tens of thousands of Immortal believers, both male and female, roared in unison, all in awe, but willing to kneel to the ground.
Such a leader is worthy of their following.
Having harmed tens of thousands of able-bodied young people at once, with such generosity and courage, Chang'an was so much stronger than the previous leaders and elders that these immortal believers with twisted minds could not help but be convinced.
"Follow me and you will get more." Chang'an raised his hands high and screamed at the top of his lungs: "This leader is the chosen one."
'Hoo ha'!
Tens of thousands of Immortal believers knelt down to worship again.
Chang An looked at the kneeling believers with a smile. He waved his hand and said calmly: "Okay, let those little brats come up and complete the last step."
Thousands of Immortal Cultists walked out of a corridor, driving out large groups of children aged over five and under ten.
The eyes of these immortal believers were all red, and they stared with envy and hatred at the believers who had just succeeded in their animalistic desires. Such a feast, but they had to watch over thousands of children, and their insides were on fire.
"Go, give each of these brats a knife." Chang'an said calmly: "From today on, some of the rules of the Immortality Sect will be changed... From now on, the new believers of the Immortality Sect should start from 'breaking the worldly bond'."
Chang'an said expressionlessly: "The rules of 'Breaking the Fate' are a bit simplified this time. In the future, we must pay attention to making sure that the Protestants must kill their direct blood relatives with their own hands, so that they can truly be good disciples of my Immortality Sect. "
"However, this time it's not too easy... Let them kill those people... There are so many people, there are always their brothers and sisters." Chang'an smiled with a distorted face, and he laughed softly: "Let them kill them , Hehe, force them to kill."
The immortal believers laughed.
Such a tragic thing, but they found it... so interesting.
'Breaking ties with the world', what an ingenious idea is this? It’s really a shame how the new leader came up with it.
By killing their direct blood relatives to break their mortal bond, one can only imagine how twisted and cruel the minds of these children will be in the future. Such twisted and cruel people are the good disciples their Immortality Sect needs!
Changan also grinned.
He subconsciously took out an ancient book with a blood-colored cover from his sleeve, and the words "Blood Magic Book" were written on the surface in twisted black characters.
This ancient book was given to him by Xuan Spider.
This ancient book is the secret technique of a certain bloody demon sect in ancient times. It is a hundred times more profound and sophisticated than Chang'an's "Nine Tribulations of Immortality" that has been optimized by a divine envoy.
As soon as Chang An came into contact with it, he was attracted by the countless weird, cruel, but extremely powerful magic skills in the "Blood Magic Book".
Especially what was recorded in it, some of the inhumane and dehumanizing rules of the ancient demon sect, deeply touched Chang'an's heart and resonated with the most twisted and cruel part of his character.
After acquiring the "Blood Magic Code" and practicing for just a few days, Chang'an has completely changed into a different person.
He transformed from a human into a demon.
He also went from a 'human' who was still 90% in awe of the Xuan Spider when he first met it, to an unscrupulous 'demon' who dared to extend his claws to the Xuan Spider, and even dared to plot to kill You Cang!
"Demon, how nice it is... to be above all living beings, overlooking these... ants, you bastards." Chang'an's eyes turned blood-red, and his eyes slowly swept across the tens of thousands of Immortality cultists below, and he suddenly laughed.
In the eyes of Chang'an today, these Immortal Cultists are nothing more than his grazing lambs.
What a relief it will be when they grow up and Changan lets go to harvest.
Once he harvests these tens of thousands of believers, he will have enough power to kill You Cang and occupy Xuan Spider, right
Thinking of the beauty, Chang'an's body shivered uncontrollably again.
Wisps of extremely thin blood lines appeared under his fair and translucent skin, like tiny poisonous snakes swimming rapidly. He breathed deeply, and every breath was completely swallowed by his body.
He only breathed in, without any breath coming out.
This is the devil.
Greedy, cruel, crazy plundering, no feedback.
Thousands of disciples of the Immortality Cult drew out their sabers and swords and forced them into the hands of the children who were paralyzed with fear.
"Go ahead and kill them."
"Kill them, and you will be my disciples of the Immortality Cult."
"Eternal Life Cult, have you heard of it?"
"Kill them, or we kill you."
Not only these thousands of Immortal Cultists, but other Immortal Cult disciples with blood all over their bodies also came forward one after another. They danced and laughed like devils, urging these frightened and pale children to kill the dying young men and women. .
Even if, among these young men and women, there are direct relatives of these children.
'Snapped'!
A girl who was round and pretty, but had a twisted and ferocious face, pulled off her belt and slapped a 36-year-old girl on the face so hard that half of her face almost exploded.
"Bitch, go quickly and find someone to kill... otherwise... hehe..." The girl's eyes moved and she glanced at a male disciple of the Immortality Cult standing beside her.
"Senior brother, I'm happy to serve my junior sister... I'm just afraid of the leader... Hehe." The male disciple of the Immortality Sect smiled evilly: "After all, she hasn't practiced my Immortality Sect skills yet, so a young girl like her doesn't have much benefit."
The disciples of the Immortality Sect from all directions laughed ferociously at the same time.
In the distance, at the entrance of a corridor leading to this grotto, a loud cry suddenly came: "Mercy, Mercy... What evil are you... doing?"
Inexplicably, this shout was filled with an indifferent but magnificent power.
The tens of thousands of Immortal Cultists who looked like evil spirits shivered with tremors, and most of the evil flames in their hearts were suddenly extinguished.
They all raised their heads and subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the corridor a hundred miles away.
A donkey covered in black hair, with a white nose and long ears spread its hooves briskly and rushed out, chirping all the way.
Behind this yelping donkey, which is more than three meters tall and five meters long, with a shiny body, a young woman with a body like a ball, a face like a full moon, a shaved scalp and no hair or beard is jumping lightly. He chased after him.
The young woman was wrapped in a somewhat tattered gray robe, with a string of shiny beeswax beads hanging around her neck, and a sword that was almost as long as her height on her back.
She is about two and a half meters tall, with a waist circumference of about two meters. She is big and round, and her arms are at least as thick as an average man's waist.
With such a burly and round figure, it stands to reason that this woman should give people the impression of a ferocious beast.
But she happened to have a kind face. Although there were some traces of mud and moss on her gray robe, there was no trace of dirt on her round face or palms, and her whole body exuded an inexplicable aura of kindness, peace, tranquility, and calmness.
But after seeing the tens of thousands of young men and women lying on the ground in the grotto, covered in skin and bones, with their bone marrow almost drained out, the young woman's expression suddenly changed.
The aura of kindness and peace is gone.
It was as if the blue sky with light wind and light clouds suddenly turned into a terrifying sky with lightning, thunder, and hurricane.
"Wait..." A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and she suddenly looked at the children surrounded by tens of thousands of Immortal Cultists.
"What do you want to do?" The woman's body was trembling slightly.
"As you can see, we... are recruiting new believers." Chang An looked at the woman with a smile. He stood on top of a stone pillar hundreds of meters high and looked down at the woman: "We slaughtered their family and used their brothers and My sister made a furnace and tortured them to near death."
"Now, let's let them break their ties to the world." Chang'an said with a smile: "Break their ties to the world, annihilate their emotions and desires. From now on, they will be my great disciples of the Immortality Sect."
"Devil!" The woman's round eyes narrowed into a thin line.
She looked at Chang'an and said seriously: "You are not a human, you are a demon."
Chang'an was silent for a while, and then he continued to laugh: "Yes, I am a demon, and I am the devil among demons... But, what can you do?"
The woman took a deep breath, and she held the long handle of the knife behind her back: "The poor monk Zhuyue, I love eating in my life, and besides that, I love to conquer demons."
Chang'an also smiled and narrowed his eyes: "My beloved, conquer the devil? You want to conquer me? Why? Just with your body and flesh?"
"Fuck!" The yelping donkey, covered in oil and water, suddenly roared, and then jumped up, like a black wind that instantly appeared in front of Chang'an. There was a crisp sound, and the hoof of a yelling donkey kicked Chang An's face hard.
Most of Chang'an's handsome face was sunken, and a deep hoof mark was two inches deep into his face.
Blood spurted out from his nostrils, mouth, and ears.
He looked at the yelling donkey in horror.
With Chang'an's current level of cultivation, he actually failed to see clearly the movements of the braying donkey.
This guy is actually an extremely powerful physical practitioner.
However, Chang'an was not good at close combat, so he was attacked by this braying donkey.
Chang'an let out an angry roar from his throat, and the blood spurted from his mouth turned into a large piece of blood, squirming and wrapping around the screaming donkey.
The yelling donkey laughed 'quack'.
He was cleanly shaved, and a clear auspicious light shone down on his scalp, which was as shiny as the moon.
The auspicious light and blood light with a faint scent of sandalwood collided together. The blood light immediately burned and turned into colorful smoke that slowly dissipated.
'Clang' sound.
The long sword is unsheathed by the moon.
She held the long knife tightly in both hands, and slowly struck Chang'an from a distance of dozens of miles. 8)