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The first thousand two hundred and ninety-three chapters(1/2)

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The sound of an arrow shooting into the body was frightening.

A monk grabbed an arrow that was inserted into his throat, his eyes wide open, his eyes covered with bright red blood, and a horrible sound was made in his throat, and then he exerted force...

He pulled out the arrow from his throat and the blood rushed out.

Spraying far away, under the sun, the blood looked shrill and cold.

Die with no eyes closed

The same is true for the remaining monks. Some of them were shot directly by arrows and were killed on the spot.

Some were shot like hedgehogs by many arrows, but they did not die directly, fell to the ground, rolling and wailing.

For a moment, this place was like a purgatory on earth.

Soon the stool was blood flowing into a river, blood seeped into the earth, and a strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.

Many people were confused by this sudden scene.

Those who were lucky enough not to be shot by the bow and arrow rolled and crawled to look for cover.

But all this is in vain.

Arrows shot from all directions with great difficulty, accurately shooting the monks who wanted to escape.

Nail them directly to the ground

In less than a stick of incense, hundreds of monks died in a life of destruction.

In the end, there were only three people on Xu Luo's side.

The monks who were building ships were all stunned and looked at the scene in amazement.

On one side is a half-built ship, but on the other side... there are corpses all over the ground.

In the air, the strong smell of blood stimulates people to feel sick.

"What to see? Hurry up and live"

"If you don't want to die, just move faster."

The people from the Jiaoyang God Clan shouted coldly.

At this time, hundreds of people came out from all directions, including men and women, with cold faces, all tall and strong figures.

Xu Luo took a look and realized that these people were all the Jiaoyang Gods.

Hong Yuanliang whispered: "Prisoner"

Li Qiang couldn't help but take a breath and murmured: "I didn't expect that there were so many prisoners in Fengshen Mountain in Jiaoyang God Clan."

"This is the murder"

Mo Qi, the Jiaoyang God Clan who had had a conflict with Xu Luo, looked at Xu Luo and the others with a sarcastic expression: "Murder? Haha, you think too much of yourself. Do you still need to plan to deal with you garbage?"

As he said that, Moqi looked at Xu Luo: "Remember, what did I say just now?"

Xu Luo looked at Moqi with a blank expression, and then contacted the Bronze Tower: Give me the dog-beating stick

Moqi said with a proud look on his face: "I said, I will not let you go."

"Do you know why I didn't kill you just now?"

"That's too easy for me not to let you die."

Moqi looked at Xu Luo, his eyes full of bloodthirsty: "I have never been a human who dares to talk to Uncle Moqi like this before. Boy, you are the first one."

At this time, a dark green stick suddenly appeared in Xu Luo's hand, which looked like a bamboo pole.

Seeing the stick in Xu Luo's hand, a hint of surprise flashed in Moqi's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth cracked: "Hehe, not sure, I didn't expect that a fat sheep was carrying a storage ring that didn't require mental power."

"But, if you take a bamboo pole... just want to fight your Grandpa Moqi?"

While speaking, Moqi said to the two Jiaoyang Gods around him: "Go up and control him first."

Xu Luo glanced at the big ship being built in the distance, turned around and ran away.

When he ran, Hong Yuanliang and Li Qiang had to run with him.

Now the three of them have become grasshoppers on the same rope. If Xu Luo is killed, they will not have any good endings.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Luo had already penetrated into the jungle.

Hong Yuanliang whispered: "What we can't escape, the Jiaoyang God Clan is best at... is tracking."

Li Qiang gritted his teeth and said, "This group of bastards from the Jiaoyang God Clan will not die well."

Neither of them blamed Xu Luo. After all, the group of logging monks were left with only three of them.

Judging from the Jiaoyang God Clan’s meaning, it’s that no one wants to stay.

Even the group of ship-building monks can survive in the end, it is an unknown question.

Xu Luo did not say anything, but continued to run towards the depths of the jungle.

Moqi followed behind with two members of the Jiaoyang God Clan without any panic, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"It's so naive to escape under the noses of the Jiaoyang God Clan." A member of the Jiaoyang God Clan sneered beside Mo Qi.

Mochi said, "How many years have you been here?"

The two members of the Jiaoyang God Clan looked a little sad: "It's been more than 73,000 years. When the young master comes this time, he should have hope of breaking through this lake of death."

Another member of the Jiaoyang God Clan said: "In fact, we shouldn't have killed these people so early..."

Moqi smiled faintly: "Young Master said that these garbage can only become a burden in the process of breaking through the death lake and will not be of any use. It is better to kill it.

"Young master is extremely talented, maybe I'm thinking too much." The clan member of the Jiaoyang God Clan sighed and didn't say anything more.

This group of people from the Jiaoyang God Clan who suddenly emerged are all the trainees who have been stagnant in front of this lake over the years.

Here, he became a prisoner.

This time, the Jiaoyang God Clan finally came a young genius with great talent, allowing them to see hope.

However, this young man was cruel and indifferent by nature, so he asked these prisoners to help him remove all the human monks in his sight.

As for the purpose...

Actually, there is no purpose

It’s just that these human monks are unhappy.

That's all.

Three people from the Jiaoyang God Clan hung far behind Xu Luo and the others. No matter how they turned, they could not escape their sight.

The nose of the Jiaoyang God Clan is so good

In the entire Emperor Star’s cultivation world, if the Jiaoyang Gods say that their sense of smell ranks second, I am afraid no one dares to say that they are the first.

"This time... if I can escape alive, I swear to become a strong man in the future." A flame flashed in Li Qiang's eyes.

Hong Yuanliang glanced at Li Qiang and said with a wry smile: "Let's talk about it before you can escape alive first."

Li Qiang shook his head and whispered: "Actually, I am different from you. I am not abandoned by my family, although I am not very good."

"Oh?" Hong Yuanliang looked at Li Qiang with some surprise. Seeing his pale face and thin skin, he didn't look like someone valued by the family.

Li Qiang whispered: "I come from a very secret family. My family is even older than the imperial clan and the wind clan."

"My family is not prosperous, and in my generation, I am the only male student."

"But I have been weak and sick since I was a child. In order to transform my body, all the elders in the family sought medical treatment and medicine everywhere..."

"After so many years of hard work, I finally broke through to the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. The people in the family are actually very pleased."

"But myself..."

"I think I'm just a waste"

"I don't want to continue to live under the care of my elders, I want to break out of my own path."

A flame called unwillingness flashed in Li Qiang's eyes.

Hong Yuanliang looked at Li Qiang and frowned and asked, "It sounds like everyone in your family cares about you very much, but I'm a little curious. Do you say you come from a secret family? Is it convenient to talk about it?"

Li Qiang smiled faintly: "There is nothing to say at the critical moment of life and death. If you two really survive, if you have the opportunity to reach the top and leave Fengshen Mountain in the future, don't forget to go to my family and tell me... and say that Li Qiang is incompetent and dies in Fengshen Mountain..."

As he said that, Li Qiang looked at Hong Yuanliang and said, "My family has a title called the Li family at the Gate of Ghost."

After hearing this, Xu Luo didn't feel anything. He really didn't know much about the families on the Emperor Star.

However, Hong Yuanliang seemed to be stunned.

hiss

Hong Yuanliang suddenly took a breath and looked at Li Qiang incredibly: "What? You said you... are from the Li family at the Gate of Hell?"

Li Qiang nodded and smiled bitterly: "If I hadn't faced death, I wouldn't have told me about my origin even if I was beaten to death... It would be too embarrassing."
To be continued...
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