readx;? After explaining to Luo Yao, Yang Xiaokai did not stay, and after purchasing some items, he left the Eighth Branch directly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before leaving, Yang Xiaokai also went to Zhao Qing's place and asked for a topographic map of the Fuhuang Realm, especially the place where most of the human races lived.

Walking out of the branch, Yang Xiaokai's goal was very direct, the direction of Tianhuang City.

It's not to go to Tianhuang City, the news over there has passed through Zhao Qing, Yang Xiaokai has basically understood a rough idea, and at this moment, he is undoubtedly going to the land where more than 10 million human races have died in Zhao Qing's mouth.

Traveling all the way, Yang Xiaokai walked quickly.

Although the purpose of leaving was to comprehend the Fish and Dragon Dance, the situation of the evil cultivator's wanton slaughter of mortals did not allow him to be idle.

It took almost half a day for Yang Xiaokai to come directly to the village 100,000 kilometers away from Tianhuang City.

Standing on top of the void, looking at the almost a dozen or so villages below that were comparable to the size of the city level in his previous life, Yang Xiaokai frowned.

Hearing with the ears is undoubtedly never as good as seeing with the eyes.

Although Zhao Qing said that tens of millions of people died, he did not mention the specific situation.

When he came here, Rao is Yang Xiaokai's nerves were hard enough, and he not only felt a trace of coldness at this moment.

It's miserable.

It's not that people are devastated after death, but that every person who dies has suffered a great deal of torture during his lifetime, from the eighty-year-old to the three-year-old child, basically none of them are intact.

Slowly raising his head, Yang Xiaokai's face was a little ugly.

Floating in the sky above the more than a dozen villages, there was an incomparably huge resentment.

Obviously, there is no soul in existence, but the resentment is still floating there like substance.

Under the influence of this terrifying resentment, the climate here has become very strange for hundreds of kilometers.

The sun is shining outside, but inside the sun can't go down.

Even the plants and trees that originally lived in it all withered, withered, and died, like a ghost realm.

Yang Xiaokai's eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing murderous intent.

How similar is this scene to the original time in the Dome of Destruction Realm?

As soon as he thought of what was happening in the Destruction Dome Realm, Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but clench his fists.

Killing people is not enough, even if there is a big grudge, the person should die and pay off the debt.

The evil cultivators who do this kind of thing are no longer ruthless, but completely exterminate human nature.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaokai did not enter the village, but directly turned his head and galloped away in the direction not far from the village.

Almost a thousand kilometers away, there is also a village.

Although it is not as big as here, according to Zhao Qing's records, it has a population of more than three million.

1,000 kilometers, for today's Yang Xiaokai, is only half an hour smaller.

Soon, the place where the village was located fell into Yang Xiaokai's eyes.

His eyebrows were furrowed, and after just one glance, Yang Xiaokai turned around directly and galloped towards the other side.

Without any stop, Yang Xiaokai kept galloping away, flying over the map given to him by Zhao Qing one after another, marking the place where the Terran village was located.

The more he flew, the more ugly Yang Xiaokai's face became.

The more he flew, the more his brow furrowed.

One, two, three

After flying for almost five full days, Yang Xiaokai's eyes were already exhaling killing intent that could freeze people's souls.

Dead, dead, all dead.

All the way over, I didn't leave a single village behind.

What you see along the way can be said to be dehumanizing.

Even in the placenta, immature children were actually refined into ghost babies by this group of guys in a special way, devouring their mothers alive and extracting their souls.

Even the souls that have died and have not yet been dispersed are also typed in secrets, and then they see the beloved, dearest, and tragic conditions with their own eyes, and finally extract their souls.

Don't let go of the living, don't let go of the dead, and don't let go of the immature.

Although there is no detailed number, it is only estimated that the number of people killed in this way has exceeded hundreds of millions.

Damn it, damn it.

Rao is Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but jump like thunder at this moment, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands, and he couldn't help but die.

For the first time in his life, he hated this group of evil cultivators who he had never seen before.

Flying through a village again, Yang Xiaokai's eyes were bright red, locked in one direction, and galloped away.

"Elves, how far is it to go, how many more villages like this are there ahead for me to catch up with those bastards?"

Feeling the killing intent in Yang Xiao's happiness, the Heavenly Emperor Elf took a breath slowly, and said with an extremely heavy face: "Judging from the direction of resentment, it should not be far away, according to the speed of the master, there will be one more day at most."

Speaking of this, the Heavenly Emperor Elf couldn't help but pause.

Yang Xiaokai's speed can almost gallop more than hundreds of thousands of kilometers a day, such a long distance, people who will undoubtedly die can be imagined.

The body was shocked, Yang Xiaokai didn't speak, and directly kept accelerating, accelerating.

It is no longer meritorious, for this group of evil cultivators, Yang Xiaokai no longer has the slightest idea of benefiting, and there is only one thought in his heart at this moment.

That is, kill.

Send this group of dehumanizing guys to hell.

One hour, two hours.

Under the continuous acceleration, Yang Xiaokai directly broke through the speed of sound, dragging a flame tail with a length of more than 100 meters, tearing everything forward.

After galloping for a whole day and night, passing through nearly a hundred villages, Yang Xiaokai's body was shocked and finally stopped.

At this moment, not far in front of him, there was a city.

Covering an area of more than 100 kilometers, it was not as magnificent as Tianhuang City, but it was definitely amazingly large.

After glancing at the map given by Zhao Qing, Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but take a breath, his face was cold and terrifying.

This is a large stronghold with a population of more than one billion, but its location is just on the road of Yang Xiaokai's advancement, which speaks for itself.

Looking up at the sky above the city, the resentment that floated like a shadow, Yang Xiaokai knew that the killing in the city was starting.

Without impulse, Yang Xiaokai directly hid his breath and quietly fell towards the city.

Although he wanted to rush forward immediately and kill all the evil cultivators inside, Yang Xiaokai suppressed this thought alive.

This kind of slaughter, this kind of way, recalls everything that happened when the Dome Destroys Realm.

It will never be formed by a single evil cultivator, or by dozens of evil cultivators for a certain purpose.

It is an organized, planned, and terrifying presence behind the scenes, and even more plotting a terrorist purpose.

Blindly rushing forward and killing indiscriminately can indeed extinguish the anger in your heart.

But Yang Xiaokai didn't want to do this, he wanted to find out, who planned all this is the people of one place, one realm, or the entire nine mountains and eight seas?

The former, it's okay to say.

In the middle, it's troublesome.

If it is the latter, then I am afraid it will not be a personal problem, a personal grudge, but a matter involving all the races of the entire nine mountains and eight seas.

When the thought fell, Yang Xiaokai hid his figure, and then directly entered the city.