A rain of blood drenched everyone, like a huge drumbeat, starting from this half of Quzhou and spreading to the entire world, changing this world forever.

"Has this killing spree really started?"

In front of the Tiger Pass, there were still most of the food security army, the Iron Threshold King, the White Armor Army, and a group of disciples who did not eat cattle, military counselors, and all the fierce generals. They all guessed what Yang Gong was going to do, but they still seemed a little confused.

incredible.

"He...he came out of Mingzhou and became famous and became an emperor. But now he wants to go on a killing spree. Could it be that he..."

"He doesn't want to be the emperor anymore?"

"More than that?"

A disciple who did not eat cows sighed in a low voice and said: "Not only will he not be able to be an emperor, he may not even be able to live until a new emperor appears in this world."

"Since then, his reputation has been ruined. People in the world will hate him, be afraid of him, and want to kill him..."

Looking up, he saw boundless rain of blood pouring into the world. Between heaven and earth, everything was filled with the rolling gas of blood. When he raised his hand to catch the raindrops, he could even feel the coldness of the blade: "Boundless killing of evil.

From this life on, the world will be slaughtered and catastrophe is coming."

"We have all been immersed in the doorway for half our lives, but we never thought that there would be a method that directly exceeded all of our imaginations!"

"Then...then what are we going to do now?"

While being nervous, someone asked urgently, Military Advisor Tiezuizi glanced at the dark Tiger Pass. Inside, the Blood Pagoda was still there, the powerful noble families in Quzhou, and the capable people in the doorway were still there.

It was another night, and it was time for the Blood Buddha to leave seclusion. Previously, every time night fell, they would be frightened, fearing that they would be slaughtered by the Blood Buddha.

But inexplicably, at this moment, he was not afraid at all. He just had people set up an incense table and prepared to burn it to offer sacrifices to heaven. But just after the incense table was set up, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

end.

"The murderous intention is too strong, and my moral conduct is not good enough. If not, please invite Senior Brother Jinzi Sect to come over?"

But before he could decide whether to invite someone else, he saw someone walking slowly towards him, lazily saying: "Get out of the way, you don't know how to catch this murderous intention, I still have to do it!"

When Tiezuizi saw the coming person's temperament, he felt a little in awe and whispered: "Dare I ask the master..."

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will be good for the world."

The visitor said these sixteen words casually, then stepped forward to take the wooden sword, mounted it on yellow paper, and said: "When it comes to seniority, you should call me uncle, but there is no need to kowtow at the end."

, we don’t like it.”

Tiezuizi hurriedly stepped aside and saw that not far away, General Qiaoyun, Daluo Dharma Sect disciple Lao Abacus, the weird-named Lao Gaoliang, Zhuyeqing, Yubingshao and others also came here, watching from a distance

Looking at this person, he took out a piece of paper.

Although this act of killing is frightening, it must be used. It is precisely through this murderous intention that we can break through the Tiger Pass, so this incense case was started.

Burn it and mount it to tell God to strengthen heaven and earth.

Tiezuizi was confused because he knew it was the right thing to do, but he didn't even know how to write the form. After all, to a certain extent, he felt that the nobles of the eight prefectures and twenty counties were innocent.

.

But the person codenamed Green Ant Wine did not hesitate and wrote down directly in front of the incense table:

"All things are created to support the people, and the people have no good deeds to repay to Heaven."

"Kill, kill, kill, kill! Kill the disloyal!"

"An unfilial person is said to be worthy of death! An unkind person is said to be worthy of death!"

"The unjust people can be killed! They are disrespectful, unwise and untrustworthy!"

"The King of Mingzhou said: Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"If I wasn't born to compete, I would be too lazy to build a golden platform."

"..."

"This is……"

Tiezuizi and even the other counselors who did not eat cattle just looked at a few words from a distance, and suddenly their faces turned pale with fright. They staggered back a few steps, and their necks felt cold.

This is not Qing Ci at all, nor is it framed text. This is simply a murderous aura that is so strong that it cannot be dispelled.

Even when he wrote these strange poems, the whole world was rolling and responding. More of the blood rain falling from the sky gathered here, and streaks of blood-red thunder and lightning struck them.

The sky is divided overhead.

On the contrary, in front of the incense table, everyone around, except Lao Baanpan, all tilted their heads and admired the words written by Green Ant Wine, with smiles on their faces.

Sweet Potato Shao even shook his head a little, sighing: "How literate, I know there are toads in Daming Lake."

"That's it."

Green Ant Wine put away his pen and said with a smile: "The first strike of King Mingzhou has already triggered this world-wide murderous intent, but it will take time to accumulate it, and we will help him

A helping hand!”

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, raised his head to the rain of blood from the sky, held a yellow frame in his hand, and recited loudly. His voice resounded throughout the Tiger Pass, and then he was burned to the ghosts and gods.

It is impossible to describe the sudden changes caused by his voice appearing in this world.

It was as if the whole world was trembling for a while, silently.

Every word is bloody, and the sound is horrifying.

The poem is not a curse, but it is more powerful than any curse. When the military advisor Tiezuizi recited it, there was dead silence inside and outside the Tiger Pass, and everyone felt a chill on their necks.

But when this poem was banned by ghosts and gods, all that could be seen was between heaven and earth. Suddenly, there was a dark wind all over the ground, and the blood rain became a little stronger. Even the red lantern hanging high on the three-army formation was suddenly covered.

A layer of brighter blood.

"What does it mean when King Mingzhou wrote this poem?"

"It means that he doesn't even want to be an emperor anymore, he would rather be a murderous demon."

"Of course, he can't sit in the emperor's seat even if he wants to."

"The reason is that only noble families kill redundant people, but today he wants to save redundant people and kill noble families. What he will offend will be the whole world..."

Even in Menghu Pass, I don't know how many people heard the content of this poem. They felt frightened and frightened, as if the invisible night was pressing down on their heads.

"Boom!"

In the distance, when Yang Gong gave the order and rushed towards the formidable bunker and the earthen city and stone siege, thunder and lightning flashed across the night sky, shining brightly on the blades in the hands of the food security army.

In Tiger Pass, the gate has been opened. For several days in a row, the Blood Pagoda, which has been weighing down the three-service alliance and making it even more difficult to sleep, has appeared at the pass again. However, this time, they just came out of the pass, and suddenly

I felt the smell of blood.

The bloody smell was so majestic that it even made them stop for a moment, staring at the bloody night sky with dull and empty eyes.

"kill!"

But at this time, after the Xiang Incident, under the rain of blood, the biggest change was the five thousand food security troops left by Yang Gong in front of the pass, as well as the generals and counselors who knew the whole story.

In the past, every time the Blood Pagoda came out of the pass, it had to be avoided, but this time, it seemed that it was possible to feel the murderous aura coming from behind. Suddenly someone gave an order, and endless swords and guns came out, heading straight for the Tiger Pass.

.

The Blood Pagoda specializes in killing people at night, so the three armies can break through the barrier at night.

Boom!

As the horses' hooves galloped and the mud splashed, everyone in the Tiger Pass, the Blood Pagoda, the private soldiers of the nobles, and the capable people in the torture sect felt trembling with fear.

Especially the God-gifted King, he has always been unfavorable. Although carrying a sea of ​​blood on his back will make him tired from time to time, as long as he can hold on and bring the Blood Pagoda out, there will be no one in this world who cannot be killed.

But at this moment, as the incense table in front of the gate was burned to heaven, he felt that the armor on his body was so heavy that he knelt on the ground with one knee.

And the Blood Pagodas around them fell down one after another, losing all their vitality and turning back into dead people.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Facing the soldiers and horses rolling toward the pass, the God-given King gritted his teeth and stood up. He was the only one, but he still raised his sword and pointed it at the passerby.

The soldiers and horses roared loudly:

"I was born to nourish the gods and bestow the king. I was born to break laws and kill people without any calculation. How dare you..."

"..."

He was a fierce general who, in a few days, crushed all roads, defeated more than a dozen invading troops, and beheaded hundreds of thousands of people. He was also a god-given king who impressed all the great families in Quzhou and cursed the Wuchang Li family.

He firmly believed that as long as he still had breath, no matter what kind of monsters he was, he would bow his head honestly in front of him.

But now, when he brandished his sword and shouted, he only got gold juice poured all over him.

Several earthen jars were thrown on him, covering his body and face. Then, before he could raise his hand to wipe the dirt from his eyes, a fork penetrated his chest and nailed him.

On top of the wall door.

"Slaughter the young and old, kneel down to beg the family, and be willing to make swords for others, and you still think you are a hero..."

The young general who stabbed him pulled the fork back from his hand, shook it several times in disgust, and spat: "Who the hell do you think you are!"

After saying that, he didn't even look back, but just took the lead and rushed into the pass. Behind him, the three armies came forward, and the black crowd pressed down. In the Tiger Pass, all the capable private soldiers in the Pass were frightened, or abandoned their troops.

Surrendered, or got into a mess and escaped from the pass.
To be continued...