When you are in the Southern Wilderness, as long as you climb to a high place, you will see at a glance undulating mountains, towering peaks and cliffs, rising miasma, and filled with evil fog. They may seem majestic, but they are like hell, brewing all kinds of things that destroy humanity.
In the valley where a certain tribe lives, the stream is clear and flowing, nourishing the soil and watering the plants. It is completely different from the nearby rivers that are always full of miasma. It is a precious source of life.
In a certain earthen house in the tribe, a young man's eyes were red, and he looked at the corpse in front of him with fright, fear, and grief. The skin had been peeled off, and all the protrusions on the body were removed, leaving a corpse with a little bit of pain and resentment.
An hour ago, this corpse was his sister, a cheerful, lively and enthusiastic sister. She had a sweetheart and looked forward to the future, but unfortunately she was spotted by a disciple of the Blood Clothes Sect who came to ask for offerings. After satisfying her lust, she refused to give up. Did such a heinous thing.
The young man Xida clenched his fists and knelt in front of the corpse, like a wounded beast, his throat was heavy, and he was filled with sorrow and hatred.
He suddenly raised his head, looked at his father who was smoking a hookah with a sad face, and said hoarsely and firmly:
I want revenge I want revenge
His father took a breath of saliva and sighed: How to take revenge? The sages of the Blood Clothes Sect can kill you with one finger. How to take revenge
Hey, even if we invite the Gu King enshrined in the clan and gather everyone’s strength, we still won’t be a match for the Blood Clothes Sect.
Yes, this is the fact. The young man himself has seen the methods of the Blood Clothes Religion. Many wild beasts that his own tribe cannot deal with are as fragile as the little ones he raises in front of the big figures of the Blood Clothes Religion, no, those group of demons. sheep.
Hey, accept your fate, this is our fate.
Listening to his father's long sighs and looking at his sad face, young Xida felt deep despair in his heart. I felt that all the colors in front of me disappeared, leaving only endless darkness.
He lowered his head and left the earthen house, not daring to look at his sister's eyes that could not be closed, and walked out of the valley step by step. Arriving at the uninhabited peak, he curled himself up in a rock crevice, hiding from the whole world. Although the sun was bright, it could only illuminate his eyes. The darkness in my heart cannot be illuminated.
Suddenly, his eyesight dimmed, and the light of the sun seemed to be blocked by something.
He raised his head blankly and saw a figure in a green shirt standing in front of him. It was as deep as the lake on the mountain next door, and as calm as the mountain below. His appearance seemed young and handsome, but he had obvious maturity. The gray on his temples showed that A bit of vicissitudes that only a great elder can possess.
But what impressed Xida the most was those deep eyes, which seemed to contain the sun, moon and stars. Mountains, rivers, love, hate, everything.
Do you want revenge? The magnetic low voice passed into Xida's ears.
Revenge Xida was confused at first, then jumped up and accidentally hit his head. He didn't care to cry out in pain. He opened his eyes like a little tiger and looked at the man in green shirt in front of him:
You, can you help me take revenge
Can you beat the Blood Clothes Cult
He was both excited and confused, but towards this man in green shirt. He was filled with trust for some reason.
Meng Qi stood quietly and said calmly: "I came to the Southern Wasteland just to destroy the Blood Clothes Sect."
I heard that there are traces of the Blood Clothes Cult nearby, but now it seems like that. It's true.
In order to exterminate the Blood-clothed Sect, Xida repeated these words, feeling that the darkness in his heart was illuminated, and colorful colors reappeared in his sight.
The group of demons who take pleasure in killing, beating and torturing are about to be destroyed.
Those bastards who committed numerous blood debts in the Southern Wilderness are about to be killed.
My sister, my grandfather, and countless others in the tribe, you have finally waited for this day.
Although the man in green shirt in front of him did not show any supernatural powers, Xida was willing to believe him. It seemed that the demons of the Blood Clothes Sect would be very fragile in front of him. Just like I was in front of the demons of the Blood Clothes Sect
I, what can I do, I hope to volunteer.
Meng Qi said: Contact the Blood Clothes Sect and tell them that a mine rich in heavenly materials and earthly treasures has been discovered nearby.
The good Xida understood that this was a trap for the Blood Clothes Cult, and he used the same method when hunting.
He ran very fast and returned to the tribe in the wind. He rushed into his earthen house and asked his father to find the chief elder to contact the Blood Clothes Sect.
Dad, we can take revenge, we can take revenge, he shouted excitedly.
His father's expression changed, he picked up the hookah and hit him: "You are seeking death for shouting so loudly. You want to bring down the whole family and be retaliated by the Blood Clothes Cult"
Xi Da danced and said: Really, really, there is an expert who wants to destroy the Blood Clothes Sect. Let us help contact him and set a trap.
Where did Gao Ren come from? Xida's father frowned.
Xida was so confident, and the other party took the initiative to contact the Blood Clothes Cult, he was obviously well prepared.
Xida thought for a while and said: It should be the masters of the Central Plains. A few years ago, the Blood-clothed Sect was hiding in Tibet, wasn't it because they were hunted down by the masters of the Central Plains
That's right. Xida's father's face was changing, and he was pacing back and forth with a hookah in his left hand.
Suddenly, he reached out with his right hand and tried to hit several big holes.
Dad, you, what are you doing? Your face is full of disbelief.
Xida's father said coldly: You, a rip-off guy, how can you collude with outsiders to deal with the Blood-clothed Sect? I have to tell the elder and ask him to inform the Blood-clothed Sect and send people to deal with the barbarians in the Central Plains.
Ah, my father's attitude made Xida confused. Why did he deal with the Blood-clothed Cult by taking advantage of everything
He stammered: "Dad, sister, sister, and grandpa, if you don't want to avenge us, let it go because we didn't have the ability before. Now that someone is helping to avenge you, why do you still prefer Xueyijiao? Are you crazy?"
The more he talked, the smoother it became.
Xida's father's face was extremely distorted, a bit ferocious, but there was a drop of turbid tears hanging from the corner of his eyes: No matter how bad the Blood Clothes Sect is, it can protect us and prevent the tribe from being wiped out by the most powerful wild beasts, so that it can be passed on to the next generation. , and no matter how good the people of the Central Plains are, they cannot stay here. You want to watch the entire tribe be destroyed because of our hatred.
How could I not feel pain and not want revenge for the death of your sister and your grandfather, but there are still 3,756 people on the other side
Can't you tell which side is lighter and which is heavier
He roared in a low voice, his eyes were cloudy and tears fell from his eyes. He turned around, walked out of the earthen hut, and went straight to where the great elder was.
Xi sat meditating on the ground with a dull look on his face, his mind was full of disturbing thoughts, and his heart seemed to have experienced a violent storm.
What is right and what is wrong
Half an hour later, Meng Qi, who was standing on the top of the mountain, saw a blood-colored cloud approaching quickly on the horizon. Gradually, it dyed the sky red and blocked the sun.
The blood-colored clouds are made up of drops of blood. Each drop of blood seems to have an innocent soul wailing and screaming. There are red lotuses blooming on it. On each lotus, there are Blood-clothed Sect disciples standing or standing, forming a perfect formation. Big array.
At the formation cardinal, in the center of the blood-colored clouds, the Venerable Ten Thousand Insects, with white hair like thin snakes, is sitting on a lotus platform. With the help of this blood sea formation, as long as he does not encounter Lu Dasu Wuming and the Mad Emperor, the rest of the righteous Dharmakaya himself can also If you can escape, it depends on who has the courage to take advantage of the bear's heart and dare to deal with the Blood Clothes Cult directly. As long as you entangle him, you can ask the Gu God to take action.
This sea of blood formation is composed of an ancient formation diagram and the blood souls of victims collected by the Blood Clothes Sect over the years. It is a filthy weapon that is difficult to break with normal methods and is terrifying.
Venerable Wanchong saw Meng Qi on the top of the mountain from a distance. Seeing that he had returned to secular life and was holding a long knife, he couldn't help but smile ferociously: Su Meng, you are so brave, you dare to come to the Southern Wilderness.
I'm afraid of you in other places, but I'm not afraid of you in the Southern Wilderness. A strong dragon can't defeat a local snake.
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qi pushed the Overlord Jue Dao out a little with his left hand, then quickly pressed it into the scabbard, making a muffled sound.
boom
The muffled sound was like a huge thunder, so strong that it caused every disciple in the Blood Sea Formation to bleed from their mouths and noses. They fell down in the blood cloud and were reduced to blood essence.
boom
Under the sun's thunder, the sea of blood quickly evaporated, and the innocent souls became thin and gradually became invisible.
boom
The Venerable Ten Thousand Insects stood on the lotus platform in a daze, lost in thought. Gu insects emerged from his body one after another, losing control and eating back at his body.
Amidst the screams, Venerable Ten Thousand Insects was eaten into bones, and the bones were burrowed into Gu insects.
Meng Qi's expression remained unchanged and he said casually:
Gu God, come out.
Buzzing, a strange sound rang in the air, coming from nowhere and emanating from all around:
Crazy Sword Su Meng, you are said to be unparalleled in chivalry, why did you come to our Southern Wilderness to cause trouble
Although there is killing, cruelty, and bloodshed in the Southern Wilderness, these are the rules of the Southern Wilderness, and it is a universally recognized truth. To receive blessings, you have to pay a price. You are the devil if you impose your own principles on us.
All tribes and creatures here do not welcome you.
In the sound of words, countless miasmas flew around, showing a picture, all of which were different tribes. They shouted in unison:
Evil devil, get out of Southern Wasteland
We are different from the marginal tribes. Without protection, our tribe will be exterminated sooner or later. This is our choice and has nothing to do with you.
We don't need salvation.