On the edge of the sword, the two big vermilion words 'reincarnation' appeared in Wan Dong's eyes, as if they were dyed with countless blood. The red color made him afraid, but at the same time it made the blood in his body... The blood, as if resonating, rolled and surged.
Subconsciously, Wan Dong slowly stretched out his hand and touched the two large vermilion characters. And when his fingers actually touched these two big characters, a half-cold, half-hot, extremely contradictory and extremely opposite feeling hit his whole body at the same time.
When Wan Dong felt horrified and wanted to move his hand away from the word 'reincarnation', an inexplicable suction force firmly sucked his fingers to the edge of the sword, making it impossible to take them back.
Wan Dong was greatly shocked. When he was about to mobilize the Tao Qi in his body and forcefully take back his palm, his head buzzed, as if someone had hit his head hard with a hammer, and he felt pain on the spot. Then he cried out in pain.
In the severe pain that seemed like his head was about to be crushed alive, Wan Dong clearly saw that the word "reincarnation" seemed to have turned into a sea of blood, with blood waves surging and bones floating. The scene was even worse than that of Ah Bi. Hell is even more terrifying.
Wan Dong subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be out of his control, unmoved at all, and the sea of blood was still churning in front of his eyes.
Slowly, the churning sea of blood finally calmed down and turned into a bloody mirror, in which a very familiar figure was reflected.
"Brother Xiao!?" Wan Dong couldn't help shouting, but Xiao Lang in the blood mirror couldn't hear it at all and was unmoved.
Not only Xiao Lang, but slowly, Chen Yi, Luo Xiao, Wang Yangde, and more and more figures that Wandong was very familiar with emerged from the blood mirror one by one. So close to Wandong, yet so far away.
However, just when Wandong was excited to see someone familiar, a large 'blood cloud' suddenly emerged from the other side of the blood mirror, and then rolled towards Xiao Lang and the others like a tide. .
Wandong's heart suddenly beat violently. This was not the first time he had seen this 'blood cloud'!
"Hurry! Hurry!" Wan Dong knew how powerful this 'blood cloud' was, and subconsciously let out a series of wild shouts.
It's a pity that the people in the blood mirror can't hear it at all. Not only did they not escape, but under the leadership of Xiao Lang, they headed straight towards the 'Blood Cloud'. Within a moment, countless people in blood-clothed clothes surrounded Xiao Lang and the others.
A bloody battle began in front of Wandong.
It was obvious that Xiao Lang and the others were extremely brave, but even so, they could not make up for the huge gap in numbers between the two sides. Wan Dong could hardly see that Xiao Lang and the others had any hope of surviving in this fight.
"Xinyi!? No!" When Wan Dong was in a panic, a bloody sword light suddenly fell on Tang Xinyi's back, and a bloody mist immediately bloomed from Tang Xinyi's body. With despair and pain on her face, Tang Xinyi slowly fell down.
This scene was like a sharp sword piercing Wandong's heart. The pain was so painful that he almost suffocated.
In the blood mirror, Luo Xiao also saw this scene. Immediately, Luo Xiao seemed to be crazy, roaring and charging towards Tang Xinyi. However, just when he was still one step away from Tang Xinyi, a man in blood suddenly fell from the sky, and the ruthless blood-colored sword light pierced Luo Xiao's body fiercely under Wandong's gaze. As blood spattered, Luo Xiao fell heavily to the ground.
But Luo Xiao was still alive. He crawled and crawled towards Tang Xinyi desperately, his eyes always staring at Tang Xinyi. The pain and deep love in them made Wandong's heart bleed.
Inch by inch, Luo Xiao was getting closer and closer to Tang Xinyi. It could be seen that Luo Xiao had no strength left, but he was still persisting, persisting! Finally, the palm that Luo Xiao stretched out with all his strength was about to touch Tang Xinyi's hand that had lost its warmth. But at this moment, a bloody sword poured down mercilessly, nailing Luo Xiao to the ground. on the ground.
"No! You beasts, beasts!!" Wandong was like a detonated explosive at this time, roaring like crazy, his throat burst and he vomited blood. Wan Dong has never felt such severe pain, he can hardly bear it!
Luo Xiao finally failed to hold Tang Xinyi's hand, although in the end the two were only an inch apart.
The tears in Wandong's eyes gushed out like a fountain and couldn't be stopped.
Looking around, on the other side, Hu Yue and Ba Ling'er hugged each other tightly, covered in blood, and already out of breath... Not far away, Wu Yang knelt on the ground with one knee, and a bloody long sword penetrated his chest. On his chest, behind him, Wu Yue lay there peacefully, motionless...
Before Wan Dong could recover from this tragic situation, a miserable cry of pain from Liu Ke'er drew his attention again, and he saw Wang Yangde's figure still in the air, with more than ten swords shining. They all pierced through his body, and the hot blood turned into blood rain and fell on Liu Keer's body. Liu Keer's pupils dilated instantly, and it was as if his soul had left his body. , there is no trace of spirit anymore.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Wan Dong kept murmuring, and the scene in the bloody mirror was like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding. Only then did Wandong realize that this was just a very small part of a huge battle.
The entire world seems to have been occupied by killing. Figures and faces that Wandong was unfamiliar with began to appear one by one. Everyone is trying their best to fight the blood-clothed man in a desperate battle, regardless of whether they are high-cultivation or low-cultivation.
But those people in blood-clothed clothes seemed to be falling from the sky in an endless stream. When Wandong's eyes fell on the sky in the blood mirror, his heart suddenly jumped wildly, and he saw a blood skeleton thousands of feet tall floating there. It's like it's connected to the passage between the world and hell, constantly bringing people in blood to this world.
Countless powerful powers from various sects kept surrounding and bombarding the blood skeleton, but it was as if they were just scratching the surface and could not cause the slightest harm to the blood skeleton. At the same time, the Taoist monks were falling down in batches.
About half an hour later, when Wan Dong looked away, even Xiao Lang had fallen into a pool of blood.
"Could it be that... is this the end of the Taoist world?"
Yes, another hour later, there was no trace of a Taoist monk in the entire blood mirror. There were just overwhelming people in blood-clothed clothes, forming a sea of blood in the blood mirror, which was frightening.
However, the battle in the blood mirror was not completely over yet. The scene suddenly changed, and Wan Dong actually saw... Yunzhong City!
"This is a small mortal world!?" Wandong couldn't help but shiver a few times, his whole mind seemed to be wrapped in ice, and he was completely chilled!
The huge blood skeleton that appeared in the big world of Dao Sect appeared in the sky of the small mortal world. Countless people in blood, like a violent storm, jumped out of the blood skeleton and fell into the small mortal world.
"Go away! Get out! I won't allow you to harm the small mortal world, I won't!"
Wandong couldn't help but roared again, but it had no effect on these blood-clothed men at all. On the contrary, the huge blood skeleton floating in the sky slowly looked towards him as if it heard Wandong's roar.
In the eyes of the blood skeleton, there were clearly two masses of blood beating, as if mocking Wan Dong. Immediately, Wandong's heart rose with an uncontrollable anger!
Xu Wenchuan, Xu Tianlong, Sun Daobai, Liu Yunxi, Leng Shuangrong, and even Ye Mei appeared one after another. The entire Qingyun Empire's army has assembled and launched a desperate resistance against the man in blood!
But even the monks in the Taoist world are no match for these blood-clothed men, let alone these ordinary warriors
This is simply a one-sided massacre!
The Qingyun Empire's troops fell down in pieces as if they were being rolled over by rolling stones. Within a moment, the entire Yunzhong City had turned into a sea of blood.
Xu Wenchuan, Sun Daobai, Liu Yunxi, and Leng Shuangrong died in battle one after another! Those men in blood-clothed clothes are like ruthless killing machines, unstoppable!
The Qingyun Empire was destroyed, the Tiandu Kingdom, the Iron War Dynasty, and even the Eight Tribes of the Western Jue were destroyed one after another by the massacre of the men in blood. Immediately following the Dao Sect Great World, the small mortal world was also completely annihilated, and all living creatures were almost wiped out!
At this time, Wandong's throat seemed to be blocked, and he could no longer shout even a single sound. In fact, Wandong didn't have the strength to shout anymore. His whole body was already covered in sweat. He couldn't even stand still and slowly sat down on the ground.
Unconsciously, Wandong's hand finally withdrew from the word 'reincarnation', and the blood mirror disappeared, and Wandong returned to the Storm Sword Tomb. All of this is like a nightmare.
But is it really just a nightmare? Wandong shook his head. What just happened in front of him was so real, he could even smell the blood. And that scene was engraved in his mind like a knife and an axe, making it impossible for him to forget even if he wanted to.
What kind of dream can make people feel so real? What kind of dream can be remembered like this? But if all this is true... Wandong hurriedly shook his head again and again, not daring to think about it anymore.
If all this is true, it is something he cannot accept in any case, and it will even cause him more pain than death!
"None of this is true!" Just when Wan Dong was extremely frightened and uneasy, a calm, gentle voice that soothed Wan Dong suddenly rang out.
"Who is talking to me?" Wan Dong grasped the hilt of the sword fiercely and looked up warily. Is there anyone in the sword tomb? (To be continued)