Chapter 300 (1/2)
Only half an hour has passed since dawn, but now the imperial city is not as prosperous as it was.
At the entrance, the houses were broken and the high-rise buildings collapsed. On the ground full of holes, in addition to the rubble, there was a cold corpse lying on the ground. The pungent smell of blood rose from the sky, just like turning this place into a hell of hell.
Boom!
A loud noise exploded, and the direction of the trading area suddenly burst into a frenzied air wave. With the earth shaking sound, the rolling smoke gushed out like the tide, completely enveloping those people who fled in a hurry.
In an instant, the roar continued to spread, and countless figures swept out of the smoke, holding sharp blades, and looking ferocious, like a wild animal with hair, they were killing the people in a hurry.
The cold light flashed by, the hot blood gushed out violently, fell on the broken plaque, and flowed into the broken wall, such as the red rose in full bloom, monstrous and ghostly.
This scene happened all over the imperial city.
As long as a figure flickers past, then bursts of sound, or howl, or roar, or even endless shouts, sound overlapping, as if a music of death.
”It seems that Wu Jingxue wanted to thoroughly clean the Imperial City, preferring to kill tens of thousands of people rather than leave a dissident.” Chu Xingyun saw this scene in his eyes. His face was as cold as ever.
Among these dead people, there are not only warriors, but also women, children and children who have no strength to bind a chicken. They have no resistance to the cruel and murderous people. They can only kneel down and beg for mercy.
However, what is waiting for them is still the cold and merciless knife light, which cuts off the throat and tears the chest, turning them into wisps of unjust spirits, floating in the void for a long time.
Even the place where the five Wufu houses are located, at this moment, has become a killing hell. Countless people, with scarlet eyes, roar and bathe in blood again and again, are trapped in endless fighting.
”Well?”
Just at this time, Mo Wang Gong, who had been silent, was suddenly surprised.
I saw his palm waving, holding a wisp of purple and black gas in his hand, this wisp of purple and black gas, extremely weak, if not, it seems to dissipate at any time.
”Do you know where you are coming from Mo Wang Gong asked Chu Xingyun.
”It should be from the Jingtian army.” Chu Xingyun had been in contact with Jing Tianjun. He was quite familiar with this evil spirit. He frowned and looked at Mo Wang Gong with doubts. He asked, ”master Mo, why do you ask this?”
Mo Wang Gong replied: ”from this evil spirit, I feel a very obscure breath, and this breath, I have a kind of familiar feeling, seems to have been in contact with.”
Hearing Mo Wang Gong's words, Chu Xingyun's expression was coagulated.
As you know, Mo Wanggong is the ancient emperor of Wu. Since his body disappeared and fell behind, he has lived in the secret land of Tiangong for tens of thousands of years, never leaving half a step away.
However, he was familiar with the evil spirit of the Jingtian army, which was really unimaginable.
Just as Chu Xingyun was about to ask questions, the roaring sound of terror came, which could be regarded as earth shaking. The whole imperial city began to shake wildly, and the wind and clouds were left behind, as if to usher in the doomsday disaster.
The next moment -
under the gaze of Chu Xingyun, the rolling black cloud was broken, and a hundred meter long purple and black dragon swept out, its body was winding, and it released rolling evil spirit. No matter how the wind blows, it is still, as if to dominate the sky.