sorcery

Chapter 407

In the East China Sea, from a distance, the sky is shrouded in five-colored flames. Even thousands of miles away, you can feel the blazing fire from the depths of your soul.

Five-colored flames burned the sky and ground, blood stained thousands of miles of sea area red, millions of marine corpses were suspended, the scalding sea water boiled endlessly, and the whole sea area erupted with surging mist.

The pungent bloody smell soaring into the sky mixed with the salty smell of sea water, accompanied by the scorching sea breeze towards the coastal seats, a dark cloud filled the sky over the area covered by five-colored flames.

Death permeates, resentment soars.

The unjust dead soul roared ferociously, as if angrily denouncing the injustice of the sky, and the screams and roars of horrific death formed the prelude to death.

The killing is monstrous, the karma is rolling, Yun Chen is facing the void, and there is only endless hatred and resentment in the depths of his cold eyes.

From the beginning of crying and begging, Ao Ziyuan sat there with a pale complexion and empty eyes, her mind completely collapsed, because she was completely frightened by Yun Chen's cruelty.

The ancient King She Yan was heartbroken, and he roared hysterically and yelled hysterically, but he could not change the tragic ending after all. He had an inescapable responsibility for the situation of the sea clan. Without the instigation at the beginning, how could the situation of today come about? !
Li Qingluan's complexion was pale, looking at the purgatory-like scene in front of him, he vomited several times, but he managed not to fall down, he had to persevere until the end.

There should be no pity or sympathy at all, these are enemies, the life and death enemies of the human race.

Thinking about the people who died tragically, the Xuankong royal family not only did not avenge their people, but tried their best to cover it up, intending to erase this incident, and bowed their knees to the Hai clan.

And in this world, only Brother Yun really sacrificed his life for the rise of the human race and for the dignity of the human race, at all costs.

One death, one hundred lives.

To avenge the dead people, willing to incarnate the evil ghost death god, not hesitating to be contaminated with heinous murder and karma, just for the dignity of the human race...

How can I fall down, no, absolutely not, even if I die, I will survive, today's situation must be remembered forever.

One person dies, a hundred lives pay.

The human race will never give in, never bow their heads, even if they die, they will continue to fight.

"Yun Chen, are you crazy? Stop, stop! Don't kill, don't implicate innocent people, and commit murder."

"The Zonghai Clan is at fault. You killed so many, isn't that enough?"

"Yun Chen, these are innocent creatures, why are you angry with them?"

In the void, Feng Wuyun's figure rushed over, looking at the scene of purgatory in front of him, even though he was in a strong state of mind, he almost vomited out on the spot.

It was too tragic, too brutal, and too terrifying.

Cloud dust!Yunchen, do you know what you did?Can you afford this cause and effect, this karma, and this share of sin?

This is to provoke a war between the two clans!This is an endless war of genocide and genocide!You only care about your own happiness, have you ever thought about the human race?
But Yun Chen is still silent, and he doesn't need to explain to anyone. He only wants to be clear of his heart in his life.

After all, this is a world where strength is paramount, only the strong have the right to speak, and one kill can rule the world.

"Why don't you speak? Why? Yunchen, what's wrong with you? What kind of hatred does the Sea Clan have against you? If you insist on being so cruel, do you still have any humanity?"

"Yunchen, the sea clan and the human race have been at peace for 500 years. The two clans are like one family. The princess of the sea clan will marry the eldest son of our human clan. Why do you have to stir up trouble and make the two clans fight again."

"Yunchen, your actions are three times more vicious than the evil spirits of the abyss. You only think about yourself. Have you ever thought about us, or the hundreds of millions of people?"

Seeing that Yunchen was silent, Feng Wuyun thought that Yunchen was at fault, so he yelled angrily on the spot, no matter what the reason was, Yunchen did something wrong today, and it was outrageously wrong.

"That's enough, Senior Feng, before you figure it out..."

"Sister Qingluan, there is no need to talk to him."

Yun Chen directly interrupted Li Qingluan's voice, he didn't need to explain to anyone, just kill him, the dignity and backbone of the human race is not expressed by mouth, but by flesh and blood and corpses.

"Feng Wuyun, it's none of your business here, get out of here quickly, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll kill you."

The Luck Golden Dragon hovered in the void, uttering words, mixed with endless majesty.

"Golden Dragon of Luck, you...you are the spirit of worship... As the spirit of sacrifice of the human race, you were born of our destiny. Why don't you stop him, instead you want to help the evildoers."

"Master Ji Ling, don't you know what he is doing? Killing innocents, such a crime, how can the heavens let him go, and even you will be implicated by then!"

"Even if you don't think about yourself, what about the hundreds of millions of my people? Don't you think about their life and death?"

"Yunchen, if you insist on not giving up, don't blame the old man for not being sympathetic today."

Feng Wuyun closed his eyes deeply, with a trace of impatience deep in his eyes, what is the reason that made this Yun Chen, who was willing to fight the Pharaoh to the death, to protect the people of the city, into a bloodthirsty demon.

No, we can't let it go, we have to stop it, otherwise the Sea Clan will definitely send troops to the Human Clan. With the current strength of the Human Clan, they definitely don't have the capital to fight the Sea Clan.

The evil spirits will invade again, and if there is a war with the sea clan, the clan will be wiped out.

"Hahaha! Well, what a shameless one, old dog, do I, Yun Chen, have any affection for you?"

"Who do you think you are? Apart from being righteous and sanctioning me from the highest point of morality."

"What I, Yun Chen, hate the most in my life is that you hypocritical people will one day kill all your hypocritical dogs with a knife in your hand."

Yun Chen's whole body trembled violently, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he was so angry that he couldn't help laughing wildly.

The human race, this is the human race warrior, the ancient king of the human race, no matter what the reason is, he accuses him on the spot, speaks righteousness, and is full of hypocrisy.

Don't stand up for the people of the human race, but bow down to the aliens.

Sadness, what a great sorrow!How could the human race be reduced to such a point, only 3000 years! It's only been 3000 years, even if the emperor doesn't exist, the ancient sage will die.

But has even the basic blood and dignity been lost?Ordinary people even know how to fight, but warriors are reduced to this, an ancient king!An ancient king!

"Little friend, there is no need to be angry, no need to be sad, just do what you want in your heart, and leave the rest to the old man."

He could feel the anger and sorrow in Yunchen's heart through the sound transmission of the ancient holy king's spiritual thoughts. He felt this desolation and helplessness with him. Once upon a time, it was also the same desolation and misery.

I can't wait to kill all the traitors in the world, kill all these hypocrites, and kill the blood of the human race.

But people are people, and people are changeable and complicated. Dragons have nine sons and they are different, let alone people?

"Senior, no matter what happens today, don't make a move."

"I want to see with my own eyes how many of these martial artists who were saved by Emperor Jinghong sacrificed their lives are still alive today, and how many of them bow down to the aliens."

"In this world, apart from ordinary people, how many people are worthy of my death?"

Yunchen's divine thoughts transmitted sound, mixed with endless determination. After today, the Xuanhuang Realm may have nowhere to go!

But I don't regret it, I'm going to see for myself how many people have come forward against me and how many have remained neutral.

bring it on!Come on all!Royal Family, Holy Land, I'm here to see how you execute me.

"You... you are hopeless... hopeless..."

"Okay, okay, okay, since you insist on killing innocent people indiscriminately today, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Feng Wuyun almost burst his lungs with anger, he didn't expect Yun Chen to be so stubborn and hopeless, he would never let the sea clan and the human race go to war.

It is necessary to let Yun Chen stop killing and hand it over to the Hai Clan to quell the disaster.

Feng Wuyun completely lost the only remaining goodwill towards Yun Chen, and his whole body was filled with terrifying power, as if from an ancient king, giving people an extremely terrifying aura.

With one palm, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a thousand-foot-high blood-colored waves erupted in the boiling sea area. Endless coercion swept across, and a huge purple palm with a hundred feet of feet was formed in the void.

The vastness is endless, the power of the gods is mighty, and the power of killing is permeating.

"Feng Wuyun, you are presumptuous! This spirit is here, so you can't let yourself go wild."

The Luck Golden Dragon shouted angrily, and the vast and sacred light burst out. I saw the divine light gathering in the sky, and the power of luck intertwined, forming a huge golden dragon claw with a hundred feet in size.

The dragon claws, the giant hand, and the impact of the void exploded into the sky, forming an extremely terrifying shock wave, squeezing the void, tearing the sky, and radiating hundreds of miles around.

With one blow to the sky, the figures of one person and one dragon retreated thousands of feet.

And the body of the Luck Golden Dragon has dimmed a lot. After all, it is transformed by the power of luck. Every time it is used, it will lose a bit of its origin.

"Brother Yun, he...he is not afraid of the power of Jiling's luck, how is this possible..." Li Qingluan's eyes were full of horror, and he was also an ancient king. Why did the ancient king Sheyan backlash so severely? And Feng Wuyun is not damaged at all?
"Little Yunchen, you are relying on nothing more than my human race's sacrificial spirit. Not everyone is afraid of this mere 500-year-old spirit of luck. My Feng family was once an ancient clan, and I was born with a trace of humanity."

"The ancestors of our clan left behind the royal weapon to suppress merit and luck, and sacrificed to the spirit, the old man is really not afraid."

"Yun Chen, this old man will give you one last chance. Stop killing, proclaim yourself a cultivator, and follow me to the Sea Clan to confess your sins. If you are lucky, you will be reincarnated with a trace of your true spirit."

Feng Wuyun was surrounded by purple light, and a purple-gold light wheel danced above his head, filled with an endless and vast atmosphere, rich luck intertwined, and there was a faint shadow of offering sacrifices to the spirit.

"Yunchen, I will blew myself up and died with the true spirit, and the rest is up to you. Don't lose hope at any time, and don't be disappointed with the human race..."

"Wait for the opportunity, one day it will be completely liquidated."

"For the matter of the Thunder Secret Realm, I would like to say sorry to you on behalf of my family. It is not what they want to be your enemy..."

"If the old immortal reappears in the future, I hope you can listen to his explanation."

Worshiping the spirit and divine thoughts, he looked at Yun Chen full of guilt. Although he had no choice, it was true that Yun Chen almost died after all.

"Brother, I, Yun Chen, are not weak enough to let you sacrifice yourself to the point of self-destruct. I will teach you a method, which can swallow his luck and destroy him for me."

"After this incident, I hope you will give me a reasonable explanation. If you conceal your identity, past, and origin, don't blame me for attacking Wu Wuqing."

Yun Chen looked at the spirit of luck in front of him. When he first found him, he felt that it was not easy. If it was a mere birth spirit, it would not have grown to this point in nine months.

At the moment, Yun Chen is the engraving of divine sense, directly passing on the technique of swallowing luck to the spirit of luck in front of him.

(End of this chapter)