Chapter 1387: The Death of the Martial God

On the empty locks, corpses hung from them.

Yellow corpse water dripped on these corpses, splashing on pools of blood.

Letting the two soldiers drag the heavy chains, Ye Chen followed closely behind the two, his eyes extremely calm.

"I don't want to go, don't go!" resounded all around, and a soldier brandished a leather whip in his hand and whipped the prisoner on the lock rack.

The surging true qi brought a sharp sound of breaking wind, and blood splattered.

Most of the rebellious prisoners were newcomers, and the old ones, who were already numb and sluggish, slowly walked towards the end of the horizon.

The revolt faded and thousands of prisoners were dragged away.

Ye Chen looked around, these prisoners were covered with dense sword marks, and most of these people's eyes were extremely empty, without any emotion.

The new prisoners' eyes were filled with horror and anger, and the chains bound them tightly, and they could only move slowly, but they could not resist.

Thousands of chains collided with each other, bringing with them the sound of gold and iron clashing, accompanied by the laughter of soldiers, cursing, and the cries of women and children.

The fierce-looking soldier followed the prisoner, waving the whip in his hand, which fell down as soon as anyone fell behind.

There was even an elderly woman, who was physically exhausted, and after falling to the ground, dozens of long whips with strength fell down.

The emaciated old woman was left with only a layer of skin, and her bones shattered.

Dozens of lashes down. The old woman turned into a puddle of flesh. With no breath at all, the soldier with a hideous expression angrily kicked the old woman's head away, cursing this group of lowly people.

Looking at this scene, Ye Chen looked at the past, most of the people's expressions had not changed, were they really numb?

At the end of the horizon, the falling water vapor converged to form a diffuse rain and fog, and in the rain and fog, the undulating palaces were no longer real.

Baizhang Palace. Like a mountain, it reaches into the sky.

A river more than fifty feet wide surrounded the palace, and the withered yellow liquid churned in it, filling the air with a foul smell.

Looking at this magnificent palace. Ye Chen's eyes changed slightly, the killing intent and resentment condensed in this palace were extremely terrifying, how many people had died here?

A well-armed soldier stood around the palace, looking at Ye Chen and the others with cold eyes, as if looking at a group of ants.

When he approached this river, Ye Chen's gaze changed again, and he saw that these churning liquids were all withered yellow, and a blackened skeleton floated on it, shocking.

"If you don't want to see anything, if you don't want to be the fate of these people, hurry in!" A loud voice sounded behind Ye Chen. A tall soldier scolded, the long whip in his hand raised, snap!

Ye Chen didn't dodge this whip, the bloody clothes behind him immediately shattered, the skin and flesh bloomed, and the blood and water surged!

A hot feeling came from his back, Ye Chenjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he didn't speak, just calmly looked at the middle-aged man who had whipped out.

The long whip in his hand was about to continue to swing out, but the middle-aged man looked directly at the pair of eyes that were as black as ink. His heart was cold, his scalp was hairy, and he pretended to be calm: "What, you still want to eat whips?"

With a cold smile, Ye Chen stepped up. Walk the precarious steps into the palace.

The blood-red palace. The floor was black in layers, and hooks soaked with cold light spread around it.

The fierce-eyed soldier hung the chain on the hook, his thick arms held the chain, and pulled it down vigorously, and the bodies of Ye Chen and the others were immediately suspended in the air, and their backs were tightly pressed against the cold wall. ...,

The hot feeling spread in his back, the chains pulled at his collarbone, and the hot blood soaked Ye Chen's body.

As for some young women in their prime, these soldiers drove them to the palace.

Ye Chen closed slightly, his dim soul was still dead and silent, the oppression brought by the chain severed his connection with his soul, and his cultivation was still sealed.

A strange sound sounded in vain in all corners of the palace, and on the hook that seeped with cold light, some syringes extended out and were directly inserted into Ye Chen's shoulder, poof!

The sound of broken flesh and blood sounded all around, and I saw a series of crystal clear tubes connected to the syringe, and the green liquid in it surged, pouring into Ye Chen's body through the syringe.

The burning sensation spread in Ye Chen's body in vain, shuttling between the blood, wanting to merge into the blood.

"This green liquid is weird!" Ye Chenjian frowned slightly, stepping into the martial arts realm, his blood contained a trace of the rules of heaven and earth, how could he be assimilated by these green liquids.

"Kill! you dogs deserve to die, kill!" A roar full of murderous intent sounded all around, Ye Chen followed the voice, and saw the prisoners around him, all of them with murderous intent, their faces were extremely hideous, and their eyes were full of blood red.

"I hate the sky for being merciless, I hate!" even the prisoner with empty eyes before became crazy, his hands fluttering, tugging at the chains around him, and roaring.

When he looked at these people, Ye Chen's eyes changed again, and he found that a monstrous killing intent spread out of his body, this killing intent came from the rolling green liquid, which always impacted his mind, wanting to immerse him in endless killing.

The sound of killing around was deafening, and the soldiers standing below were still talking and laughing, "Tsk, the things that those madmen have researched are really terrifying, and the slightest bit can make people crazy!"

"Quack, it's Lao Tzu's turn to enjoy these girls this time, stationed in this place where birds don't shit all day long, Lao Tzu is holding back his lust!"

"The skins of these lowly people are really smart, if they bully their wives and daughters in front of these lowly things, they should be even more crazy!"

Taking off their robes and smiling lewdly, hundreds of soldiers walked towards the frightened women and children.

"Woooooo

"Gaga, Lao Tzu wants to enjoy these girls here!" These fierce-looking soldiers didn't care about any pity for the jade, they tore apart the already broken clothes in one fell swoop, and a jade body was immediately exposed to the air, with plump breasts and snow-white skin, this scene all stimulated them, and let out a low roar, these people immediately climbed up to the delicate body, galloped on these delicate bodies, and whipped as much as they wanted, regardless of whether these people could withstand it or not.

"Quack, let those shitty wastes watch, how their wives and daughters are happy under Lao Tzu's crotch!" A curse sounded all around, and these people slapped their buttocks fiercely, sometimes laughing wildly, sometimes laughing at the prisoners around them.

The women groaned in pain, the tears of grief and humiliation in their eyes stopped dripping, they were powerless to resist, and even wanted to bite their tongues and kill themselves, but the coercion from the chains made them unable to move, at the mercy of others.

Condescendingly, all the prisoners saw this scene very clearly, and some of the men roared in vain, "You beasts, you beasts, you deserve to die!"

The women lying below were all their wives and daughters, and at this moment, the expressions of these men were extremely hideous, grief and indignation, and blood was even dripping from their eyes, and the killing intent on their bodies became more and more terrifying.

"If you humiliate my wife today, if he gets out of trouble one day, he will definitely slaughter all your people!"

"I am willing to become a demon and suffer from eternity, just to kill all the people of Tiangang!"

Bursts of mournful roars echoed in the empty palace, and monstrous killing intent roared out, bringing with them bursts of biting winds.

The woman's painful moans contrasted sharply with the roars of the Dao, accompanied by the menial laughter of the soldiers, who were trying to humiliate these lowly people, stir up the murderous intent in their hearts, and perish!

The soldiers were watching from the side, their eyes flashing with a fierce light, and with a wave of their hands, the long whip wrapped around their wrists rolled upside down and fell on the prisoner.

The sword qi circulated on the long whip, bringing up blood light.

The phantom of the long whip roared and landed on Ye Chen's face, a scar immediately became red and swollen, and blood quickly gushed out from the wound.

Blood splattered, Ye Chen's eyes were dyed a layer of blood red, and his gaze was cold and terrifying (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )