Yan Chong and others did not hesitate at all and followed Liu Xun down. When they came closer, they were stunned because there was an open area of about ten meters here.
This is really incredible. The protruding spikes did not extend to this place. There is a cave five or six meters ahead. The grass and trees in the cave have long withered, and the entrance of the cave can be seen at a glance.
"This is it." Liu Xun said and entered first, followed by a hundred cultivators. After walking for about an incense stick of time, Liu Xun and others finally arrived in front of the Tai Chi pattern.
But the scene before him shocked Liu Xun. There were five or six corpses placed horizontally and vertically in front of the Tai Chi pattern. He walked closer and saw that they were villagers from Nalan Village and neighboring villages.
Liu Xun's pupils contracted instantly. There was only one explanation for this. The people of Nalan Village were kind-hearted. They must have told other people about this place, and then some independent cultivators found out about it, causing the entire family to be wiped out.
He suddenly stood up, turned around and shouted: "Everyone prepare for battle, follow me in."
When Liu Xun finished speaking, everyone was stunned. Prepare for war? Why prepare for war? There was no one here, and Liu Xun said to go in, where to go? There was no way out here.
Just when everyone was puzzled, Liu Xun touched the Tai Chi diagram, and the Tai Chi diagram suddenly turned, a black and white light flashed, and Liu Xun's figure disappeared.
Yan Chong immediately stepped forward upon seeing this. He saw anxiety in Liu Xun's eyes just now, but he didn't know why, nor did he want to know.
Since his friend was anxious, he must have encountered a difficult problem. So as a friend, he just had to do one thing at this time and follow Liu Xun carefully.
Yan Chong touched the Tai Chi pattern, and the black and white light flashed again, and his figure disappeared. Seeing this, the hundreds of cultivators did not hesitate at all and walked towards the Tai Chi pattern. Their lives were saved by Liu Xun, so what was there to hesitate about now? If they were afraid of death, they would not stay in Tiancan Sect.
After Liu Xun entered the Tai Chi pattern, a strong smell of blood came over him. All around him were some dead naked village women and girls, all of whom had been killed by a long spear inserted into their lower body.
The space behind the Tai Chi pattern was not very large, but there was a flight of stairs. Liu Xun did not hesitate at all and immediately rushed towards the stairs. At this time, hundreds of cultivators had also been teleported over.
Seeing Liu Xun and Yan Chong heading towards the stairs, everyone followed him without hesitation.
After another stick of incense, Liu Xun finally ran up the stone steps and came to a square as big as a football field. Dense crowds of people appeared in front of him.
There were no corpses here, only tied-up villagers, and naked village women and girls with their clothes torn off. A sturdy man was crawling on top of a good-looking girl and twitching. This kind of scene was almost everywhere in the space.
Liu Xun and others have all arrived, and there is anger in everyone's eyes. The entire Southern Region has become like this. These people in front of them have cultivation, and it would be fine if they didn't fight the enemy, but they are actually harming the villagers.
How could they not be angry? Their homes were about to be destroyed by foreigners, yet these people were still oppressing the people and raping women. This act of adding insult to injury made all the hundreds of monks' eyes turn red.
Liu Xun was already extremely angry, but he was looking around as if he was looking for something, with a hint of panic in his eyes. Seeing this, Yan Chong's expression instantly became solemn. He had never seen Liu Xun so anxious and helpless. No, he had seen him once, and that was when he was asking about Li Mengyao and Shi Meng.
Suddenly, sounds of fighting were heard from the corner. Liu Xun looked over and his face changed immediately. The old man Nalan's chest had been pierced, and Nalan Ling'er was fighting against five or six casual cultivators. Although Nalan Ling'er had the ability to rob people, she had no combat experience and was suppressed by the five or six casual cultivators.
"My little beauty, don't resist, or I'll kill your brother too. Let us have our fun quickly! Haha..." A casual cultivator laughed, his eyes full of desire as he looked at Nalan Ling'er.
A trace of tiredness flashed in Nalan Ling'er's clear eyes at this moment. She was really too tired. Just when Nalan Ling'er was panicking, a casual cultivator hit Nalan Ling'er on the back with a palm. Nalan Ling'er then spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.
Nalan Ling'er knew what was happening next. A tear fell from the corner of her eye. A dagger appeared in her hand and she prepared to commit suicide. The dagger turned out to be the black dagger left by Liu Xun.
But just when Nalan Ling'er was about to commit suicide, a casual cultivator kicked the dagger away, and five or six casual cultivators surrounded Nalan Ling'er with lewd smiles.
The bound villagers all closed their eyes. In a corner, Nalan Qing'er looked at the scene in front of her and shouted to the sky, her eyes full of resentment. Why did the villagers tell others that they could survive, but others came to kill them? Nalan Qing'er couldn't figure it out.
At this time, Liu Xun's eyes had turned blood red. The Qilin Spear flew out on its own without his summoning, and stabbed directly at the wandering cultivators who were besieging Nalan Ling'er.
At the same time, Liu Xun also moved. His figure was as fast as lightning, no slower than the speed of the Qilin Spear. When the Qilin Spear pierced into the heart of a casual cultivator, Liu Xun's hands smashed the heads of two casual cultivators.
At the same time, Yan Chong also moved. It should be said that he moved when Liu Xun moved. He had been observing Liu Xun's eyes before. When Liu Xun saw the girl, Yan Chong already understood in his heart.
A golden light spread out from Yan Chong's body. While Liu Xun smashed the heads of the two cultivators, Yan Chong's hands also inserted into the left chests of the two cultivators. Then there was a muffled sound, and the hearts of the two cultivators were crushed.
This scene happened in an instant. Not only was Nalan Ling'er stunned on the spot, but even the happy cultivators around her were all shocked. Liu Xun looked at Nalan Ling'er, then slowly squatted down, covering Nalan Ling'er's hands, without saying a word.
At this time, a faint groan was heard: "Xiao Liu, is it... is it you?"
Liu Xun sighed, gritted his teeth, and dispelled the tears in his eyes, and said slowly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm late."
It was all because he was not strong enough. Now old man Nalan's injuries were irreparable and his age had reached the final stage. Liu Xun could see that what supported old man Nalan until now was just a knot in his heart.
The knot was the old man's wish to see himself again in person and to see that he was safe. Now the knot had been untied. He slowly closed his eyes with a kind smile on his face.
Nalan Ling'er sobbed and threw herself into Liu Xun's arms and sobbed. Nalan Qing'er also crawled to the front of old man Nalan. Although tears were flowing from her eyes, she was stubborn and did not let herself cry out loud. She said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa said that men shed blood but not tears. Qing'er did not cry..." (To be continued)