Gradually, the blood that kept pouring out from all around finally began to decrease and become thinner, but even with so much black blood, there was still a small half of those two big characters that could not be completed.
Seeing this, the old man couldn't help frowning, and muttered, "Sure enough, it's still a little insufficient?"
He looked back at his subordinates, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a strange arc, and sighed, "I'm sorry, but I can only do this." ” Everyone was stunned, and before they could react to what the old man was referring to, they saw that he had quickly touched the back of his mechanical arm, as if he had turned on a switch, and a special frequency sound wave was suddenly released from somewhere in the mechanical arm "Woo woo" The sound waves spread and easily swept through the crowd.
The sound wave sounded for a short time, only less than ten seconds before it disappeared, and just when everyone was in a daze and didn't know what was going on, one of the heavenly beings in the cemetery suddenly fell without saying a word.
The bystanders turned their heads to look at it, and were horrified to find that there seemed to be countless black bugs wriggling on the other party's exposed skin, which looked very disgusting and disgusting Before he even had time to crouch down and give this person a healing potion, he lost his breath with a painful face, and then the flesh and blood all over his body "melted" at a terrifying speed, and the black and red blood flowed out of the place where his original body was, blending with the other black blood on the ground, and heading towards the two big characters in front of the old man.
And this person's situation is just the beginning Just like the multi-bone Nomi card, someone kept falling down abruptly, and the flesh turned into corpse water, and the black blood that flowed out made the sea of blood even larger And these people are all God-sent people from the cemetery to which they belong.
"Wait" Suddenly, a man with a face full of horror found something in the cemetery, and exclaimed, "These guys seem to have all been strengthened by the shogun."
"It seems like that's the case."
The other person also found out, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and looked at the old man with an indifferent face.
It's scary to think about.
Among them, Dong Li, Tian Tianming, Xinhong Pavilion and Min Hongjie are fine, they have been promoted to this level purely by their own efforts, although the old man has also mentioned helping to draw out the potential, but they all refused because they wanted to improve by their own efforts.
When no one else fell, there were only a few scattered subordinates who were not even a pitiful ten, except for the four main generals of the shogunate and the cemetery Recalling the scene of the hundreds of people in the vast team at the beginning, all of them were above the fifth level of purification, and there were even many first-level masters of the broken land, compared with the current scene, I couldn't bear to look at it directly.
However, thanks to the sacrifices of these people, the large pool of black blood on the ground was once again filled with a new force, and the originally stagnant progress slowly began to advance again, and the big characters on the ground were filled with blood little by little.
Dong Li's face changed the moment he saw his subordinates fall and turn into a pool of black blood, he turned his head to look at Mu Lao, and stopped talking: "Mu Lao, are you?"
He couldn't believe his guesses.
"That's right" Mu Lao closed his eyes, and only opened them again after a while, his black and white eyes were full of indifference: "The argument of pulling out potential has been a lie to you from the beginning.
The increase in the strength of these people is actually at the cost of all their potential and longevity, and once I take it back, then it will take everything from the host as it is now. ” It seemed that he felt that he couldn't hide it at this point, and the old man opened his mouth to explain.
His tone was so flat, as if he was telling a thing that had nothing to do with him, and the dead were not his hard-working subordinates.
Dong Li was silent for a while, and asked in a somewhat trembling voice: "Why do you want to do this, but half of your life's work, these people are dead, and the cemetery is equivalent to existing in name only."
Behind the reflective glasses were a pair of eyes with deep heartache and deep doubt.
He couldn't understand the reason for the old man to do this, this was completely ruining the organization he had built himself, his own hard work At the same time, the cemetery is also the brainchild of the three people who joined him, Xinhongguan and Min Hongjie at the beginning of its establishment.
The cemetery can come to this point, although the leader and founder of the old Mu have the core leadership significance, the existence of the three of them is also indispensable, they also have a deep affection for the cemetery, some of their subordinates who have just turned into black blood are still cronies they have cultivated with their own hands, and now they are dead like this, how can they not be heartbroken "Why" The old man smiled faintly and said ruthless words: "Yes, I didn't tell you that the existence of the cemetery is actually for this moment."
"What" Dong Li stepped back a few steps, and he had always maintained his calm and indifference, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face for the first time.
The rest of the cemetery also looked devastated and looked at the old man with incredulous eyes, unable to believe what they had heard.
"I'm sorry, I know it's hard to accept, but it's just the way it is.
I founded the cemetery for this moment of burial, which is where its name comes from.
The words of the old man once again cut a knife in the hearts of these people.
Dong Li was silent.
He stood there and looked at the old man in front of him, his pupils constantly contracting, and his mind and belief were violently shaken at this moment.
No matter how determined a person is, he will be shaken when he discovers that the person he has always respected is actually this kind of person.
Just as they said these few words, on the ground in the distance, those two big characters were finally completely filled with blood.
Suddenly, everyone in the audience heard a drum beat, which suddenly resounded throughout the space The air stagnated, and the next moment it seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, and the sound of the wind swept through the entire garden, lifting up the clothes and hair of everyone in the field, and making a fluttering sound Immediately after that, the blood in the big character suddenly began to rotate rapidly, and finally formed a terrifying blood-colored vortex, constantly circling on the ground, extremely fast, but strangely not a drop of blood was thrown out, and a palpitating black was formed in the center "Very good, very good" The old man looked at this scene happily, and it took a while to calm down.
"It's time," he muttered in a low voice, and slowly pulled out a small stick-like object from his bosom, the body of which was engraved with patterns like ghost drawings, and the cracks were scattered with a faint blue light, full of unique beauty.
"Go" The old man stroked it lightly, then let out a loud shout, and threw it above his head, and the stick swirled in the air and danced a brilliant blue light and shadow, and finally stopped abruptly in mid-air Poof.
The tip of the stick slowly unfolded, and a pillar of blue light about the size of a three-year-old child's fist immediately projected out, forming a blue light curtain with a diameter of 100 meters five meters in front of it Everyone in the audience raised their heads and stared blankly at this shocking scene, but suddenly a beast roar from behind the light curtain made everyone's faces change wildly "Woohoo" This voice is all too familiar to every battle-hardened God-sent being.
The Roar of the Beast: