Chapter 1525: : Slaughtering mortals

The black-faced old man looked around the island and saw a lot of ordinary people who didn't cultivate, and frowned slightly. 『Hunting』ΔΩ』Net『
But immediately, the black-faced old man ignored these people and opened a forehead in front of his forehead.
As soon as the sky opened, the entire island was invisible in his eyes, and everything was clearly seen.
But the black-faced old man did not see Fang Lin, and could not even feel any breath of Fang Lin, as if Fang Lin was not on this island at all.
"This child is definitely on this island. I am afraid that I have used some special methods to hide myself, so that I can't find it." The black-faced old man said secretly.
The power of Heavenly Eyes worked again, reaching the limit of the black-faced old man, and wanted to find clues about Fang Lin on this island.
But after looking at it for a long time, the old man looked sour and did not gain anything.
"What a cunning kid!" The black-faced old man looked a little ugly. If such a large island, Fang Lin wanted to hide, he was also very difficult to find.
Can't you completely overturn this island?
Although Fang Lin landed on this island, he entered the Supreme Temple in the first time, so even if the old man overturned the whole island, he could not find Fang Lin.
This is an island where only ordinary people survive. There are no martial arts. There is no breath of practitioners on the whole island.
The mortals on the island have no idea what kind of disaster this island is facing at the moment. Even if the power of the dark-faced old man came to the whole island, they could not feel it at all, and they still lived and worked as before.
For these mortals, those who are flying in the sky are the existence of gods. They are not at all accessible to them, so they do not think that such gods will appear in their world.
In Daomen, where many mortals live, there will be Daomen people appearing from time to time, select qualified teenagers to take away, join the various forces of Daomen, and embark on the road of cultivation.
The mortal people regard this as the supreme opportunity, they can embark on the road of cultivation and become the gods who come and go. How lucky is this?
Especially in the sensitive period when the war between the two places exploded, Daomen chose the mortals more frequently in order to supplement the manpower.
But there are still very few who can be selected to enter the Daomen.
Most of the mortals are mediocre qualities, and those with outstanding qualities are too rare.
Those teenagers with truly superior qualifications have long been picked up by the Daomen forces. The second- and third-rate Daomen forces can only retreat and choose some younger ones with more ordinary qualifications.
But these mortals simply don't understand that once they embark on the road of cultivation, their lives are no longer in their own hands. All kinds of killings, battles, and calculations, if they do not have enough care and strength, they will basically die miserably.
Rather than embarking on the road of cultivation, walking on the road of Shura full of blood and fighting, it is better to be a mortal, although there is no strength and no long life, but victory is stable.
Mortal people envy Taomen as gods, and many Taomen want to be a mortal, unwilling to get involved in the battle of the Three Religions, or even a meat ground like a battle between two places.
"There are no people of my Daomen on this island, and no other Daomen are stationed. If I do too much, no one will say anything." The black-faced old man stood in the air for a long time and said secretly in his heart.
In order to find Fang Lin, the black-faced old man intends to sacrifice the mortals on this island.
At the moment, I saw the black-faced old man wave his hand and flew a long sword out of the nine-cornered pouch around his waist and flew towards the island.
Soon, a sword formation was completed. A sword formation consisting of 108 swords surrounded the whole island in the sword formation.
The old man pinched the seal, and the sword array was immediately urged by the old man.
Buzz!
For a time, the light of the sword array fell down, and the whole island was under the shroud of sword light. Some beasts on the island began to restlessly restless. They had the instinctive nature of the beast and could feel the crisis coming.
And those mortals who have lived on this island for generations are unaware of this, and even do not see any sword light.
The black-faced old man looked indifferent. For him, killing Fang Lin was the most important thing. As for the lives of tens of thousands of people on this island, it was nothing.
For a long-lived person like him, killing tens of thousands of mortals is no big deal. Even if it is known by other Taoist forces, it is at most two words of innocent killing.
But how many people in this door have not indiscriminately killed innocent people? In the land of the Nine Kingdoms, there are countless people killed by the Daomen.
There are thousands of mortals and black-faced old men who have no psychological burden to kill. Even if someone accuses themselves afterwards, what can they do? As a person of Chongyun Temple, how can this door be taken by him?
At this moment, Fang Lin, who was in the Supreme Temple, had no idea what was happening to the outside world. He entered the Supreme Temple and concentrated on healing. He wanted to recover the injury as soon as possible and rushed to the Seven Star Tower.
Rumble! ! !
The sword array was running, and the whole island was also violently shaken. The beast roared and roared, and it was completely into chaos.
And even if the mortals on the island are aware of it later, they are aware of something wrong at the moment.
"What happened?"
"An earthquake? We will never get an earthquake here!"
"Mother, I'm so scared!"
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All of a sudden, the mortals on the island huddled together, shouting, praying, and crying.
The black-faced old man stood in the air~EbookFREE.me~ overlooking the whole island, but turned a blind eye to the ordinary people on the island, just staring at every move on the island, trying to find Fang Lin.
Between the screams of sword gas, sword shadows spread out on the island.
Puff puff puff puff! ! !
I don’t know how many people suddenly died under the shadow of a sword. These mortals who have no repairs are defenseless. Under such a sword formation, there is no way to live at all. Even many people are killed by the sword. I don't know how I died.
Minced meat, blood, and death shrouded above this originally peaceful island. All the creatures on the island, whether they were humans or beasts, had not escaped this disaster, and all died in the sword formation.
"Well? There is no living mouth on the island, but Fang Lin hasn't appeared yet? Why is this? The black-faced old man was puzzled, and everything on the island was killed, but Fang Lin still didn't show up. Operation, as long as Fang Lin is hiding on the island, it will definitely be affected.
ps: Second, there is something to be dealt with in the morning. Now that I have arrived home, continue to update