The war continues, and according to the current situation, if the two sides do not completely destroy the other, they will not want to find the secrets hidden in the caravan. Moreover, Huang Wuji guessed that what the two horse thieves wanted was probably related to the two letters in his hands.

Huang Wuji didn't look at the horse thief who was frightened away, and held up the letter, only to see that the iron pen and silver hook were vigorous and powerful, but there was a trace of femininity hidden in the words. It's a pity that Huang Wuji has seen countless pieces, and he is also a calligrapher, when a person writes a letter, he can't help but bring a trace of emotion in his heart, and only four big characters are written on the envelope: "Dong Gong personally opened".

Holding the two letters, Huang Wuji did not take the hundreds of horse thieves in front of everyone, tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter paper inside, the first letter was swept at a glance, there was no substantive content, just how to worship Dong Gong and Suhai Palace and so on.

After opening the second letter, Huang Wuji knew that the main drama was coming, and it did not mention the name of the letter writer, but only made a series of promises. As long as the Dong family can help him ascend to the throne, he can make Suhai Palace the state religion, and Dong Gong can also be named the national teacher, enjoy the privilege of recruiting disciples in the territory of the Great Barbarian, and also have the benefits of opening a mountain and establishing a sect, dividing land as a king, and so on.

After reading the letter, Huang Wuji secretly sneered in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the battle for the throne of the Great Barbarian had reached a white-hot level, and he actually wanted to involve all the sects outside the Fang. If these two letters are delivered, it is really possible for Suhai Palace to agree, but in the future, Fang Wai tried his best to invade Middle-earth, if it weren't for his emperor's great luck to unify Middle-earth, and eradicate all the remnants of Fang Wai in Middle-earth, maybe Middle-earth has become Fang Wai's back garden and do whatever he wants.

Hundreds of horse thieves looked at Huang Wuji standing there stunned with a letter in his hand, his heart moved, and a horse thief quietly approached, raised the horse chopping knife in his hand high, and slashed straight down towards his neck, and he could hear the sound of breaking the air.

Huang Wuji didn't raise his head, and his left hand instantly swung out a torrent of spiritual power and hit the horse thief's body, and suddenly the spiritual power invaded the body, and with a bang, the horse thief's whole person was torn apart, and the flesh and blood that were directly blown up flew sideways, and countless pieces of flesh fell on the bodies of other horse thieves.

"Kill!" When the horse thieves saw that their companion was dead, they suddenly stirred up blood, and all of them surrounded Huang Wuji with their swords high, wanting to chop him into pieces with knives, so as to relieve the hatred in their hearts, and by the way, avenge their companions who had been together for several years.

It's a pity that they found the wrong target, hundreds of horse thieves rode war horses just close to a hundred meters, Huang Wuji waved his hand casually, and the majestic spiritual power was like a wild horse galloping, and the spiritual power collided with the dozens of war horses that came first. Rumble?????? Like thunder, the horse thief's mount exploded in an instant, and dozens of war horses under him suddenly broke into pieces, splashing everywhere, and the spiritual power penetrated the horse's back, and the horse thief didn't have time to react, like a sharp sword, straight into the heart.

Bang bang bang ?????? , The first thirty horse thieves were strangled by Huang Wuji with one move, and the hundreds of horse thieves behind were frightened and tightly held the reins of the horses, and they didn't dare to move.

Horse thieves are not fools, although friendship is always there, but compared to their own lives, they know which is more important. Even if the brothers are good, for the sake of money and women's lives, they may turn against each other, how much has happened throughout the ages, not to mention that they have only been together for a few years.

The horse thieves didn't dare to do it, it didn't mean that Huang Wuji didn't dare to do it, put the letter back into the envelope, and with a movement of his mind, the two letters all disappeared in his hands, as if in a storage ring, and looked at the hundreds of horse thieves with indifferent and ruthless eyes.

Hundreds of horse thieves were numb from Huang Wuji's eyes, as if they were being targeted by the beasts of the wilderness, and they wanted to stay away. It's a pity that things didn't go as planned, Huang Wuji's footsteps seemed to shrink into inches, and the distance of thousands of meters was instantly shortened, and he stood in front of the horse thief with a step.

At first, a spiritual power was like a storm, slapping on the horse thief Tianling, the whole person suddenly burst like a balloon, and even the horse could not escape the bad luck when he sat down, the horse body collapsed and the broken meat flew, and the horse thieves saw that the person who came was too strong, killing people like killing dogs, and they were not opponents at all, and shouted: "Pierce your hands, go quickly!"

The horse thief turned around, wanting to return to the main force, hoping that the demonic guy in front of him would not dare to follow. Driving?????? , Hundreds of horse thieves urged the war horse, strange things happened, the war horse seemed to be immobilized by someone, the four hooves strode like flying, but they couldn't run out of place, the horse thief whipped the war horse with a leather whip, wanting to get out of this ghost-like space as soon as possible.

"Run, did you run!" At this time, Huang Yao didn't know where to go, Huang Wuji put his hands in front of him, and the two spiritual powers in his palms were like endless black holes, nailing hundreds of horse thieves tightly in place, and the momentum that could not be invincible in the world seemed to swallow mountains and rivers.

"Give me all back!" Huang Wuji pulled his hands back, hundreds of war horses did not advance but retreated, hundreds of horse thieves sitting on the war horses showed panic, as if they had encountered demons and monsters, and those eyes were full of despair and strong resentment unwilling to die.

"I'll let you go, let me die all of them!" The two groups of spiritual power in Huang Wuji's hands suddenly flowed backwards like mountains and seas, bursting out with a suction force that surpassed everything, the two groups of spiritual power became larger and larger, and the surrounding spiritual energy also joined it, and a huge vacuum spiritual power group enveloped hundreds of horse thieves along with their war horses.

The horse thieves fell down from their horses, looking at the transparent spiritual power group one by one, lying on the edge and trying to rush out, they punched and kicked to break the spirit power group, everything was in vain, the glass-like spirit power group was like an iron wall, and any rough action of the horse thieves was in vain.

The hands were slowly separated, the spiritual power group was getting bigger and bigger, Huang Wuji closed his eyes, a cold smile appeared on his face, and there was a sudden soft snap, his hands were united, and the huge spiritual power group was like a punctured balloon, the surrounding earth was shaking, the grass was flying, and pieces of black soil were shaken out, as if a hurricane was raging, and a radius of kilometers was directly razed to the ground, and there was no grass.

I can only see that the spiritual power group that is the size of a table is filled with bright red blood, and the white broken bones follow the blood river, hundreds of horse thieves and people and horses are directly crushed into pieces by the spiritual power group, and the screams of hundreds of people before they die are like a ghost crying wolf howling and crying blood and roaring, crushing the bones of the whole body inch by inch, the pain as if he was in hell, he can only watch his arms and limbs bend and twist little by little, and then squeeze each other into broken bones.

Huang Wuji held the table-sized spiritual power mass in his hand, as if he could see countless unjust souls roaring unwillingly, wanting to rush out and pull out his bones and eat them alive, the resentment before death dyed the blood-colored river floating in the spiritual energy mass with a layer of misty gray, and the almost endless resentment qi would only numb the scalp at a glance and take away the mind.

Huang Wuji held the aura mass like a small hell blood river, and strode towards the battlefield of the two horse thieves. The number of 50,000 or 60,000 people on both sides was greatly reduced under the fighting, and tens of thousands of people were killed and wounded on each other on this plain.

Whether it is the Black Wind Thief or the Flying Fox, they are secretly screaming in pain, such a huge loss is the first time in several years, all of them are experienced in battles, and it is a great loss to die one.

After killing hundreds of horse thieves, Huang Wuji realized that he was wrong, the two letters in the storage ring were not necessarily the main reason for the robbery of the caravan by the two horse thieves, what they really wanted should still be in the caravan that was guarded by three thousand.

The two great horse thieves poured out what they wanted, and although they didn't know what it was, Huang Wuji wanted it too.

Walking in the rear of the Black Wind Horse Thieves Regiment, some of the horse thieves besieging the caravan also looked as if they were taking a leisurely stroll, but they were holding a huge ball of blood in their hands, I don't know why, at a glance, it seemed to have come to another world, countless deaths were miserable, and they stretched out the hands of maggots that were only covered with blood, and pulled them into it.

Everywhere Huang Wuji passed, one by one the horse thieves seemed to have lost their souls, their eyes were dead gray, except for breathing, there was no trace of fluctuation in their hearts, just like a vegetative person who couldn't speak or move, and fell straight from the horse's back, and the war horse under him also fell to the ground.

The blood ball in Huang Wuji's hand has a famous hall, people are the spirits of all things, they are born with aura, people have three souls and six spirits, and it is said that they will be reincarnated in the underworld after death. Whether there is such a thing as reincarnation or not, Huang Wuji himself does not know, but he clearly knows that after death, the soul will instantly leave the body and enter the infernal abyss hell.

Moreover, human death is also divided into many situations, just like what Huang Wuji did now, using the sealing technique to enclose all the souls who are preparing to go to the Infernal Abyss Hell in the spiritual power of his own creation, temporarily forming a small blood sea world of dead corpses. In addition, these people were all killed by Huang Wuji himself, and the resentment and unwillingness before death were well preserved, and the gray qi floating on the blood river was resentment.

Resentment has little effect on people who have cultivated deeply. For example, when entering the Dan Qi realm, most of them are masculine in blood and energy, and their thoughts are like yang. It is impossible for resentment to affect their will. Unless, it is possible for the monsters in the Infernal Abyss Hell to be born, or it is possible to be haunted by ten thousand ghosts.

Although these horse thieves have killed a lot of people, and there is also a trace of killing intent around them, their cultivation is too low, and their killing intent is insufficient, so they can only be swallowed up by resentment and turned into a living corpse.

Wherever Huang Wuji passed, there would be a lot of horse thieves falling, and all their minds were sucked into the Blood Resentment Ball, and the power of the Blood Resentment Ball was also growing. If you can kill all 60,000 horse thieves and pour all the grievances and resentments into it, it may become a good demon path inferior weapon.

Huang Wuji had already moved this thought in his heart, the Blood Resentment Ball Ancient Demon Gate's Blood River Sect's entry magic weapon, as the more people killed, the more resentment and resentment souls were collected, the greater the power of the Blood Resentment Ball, and there was the possibility of infinite growth, and it was also one of the magic weapons that everyone in the Blood River Sect must practice.

The blood resentment ball is different from the ordinary magic weapon, there is no need for a refiner to refine, it is based on its own spiritual power as the carrier, casting the unique blood river sect sealing technique, sealing the resentment and resentment into it, with the growth of cultivation, the blood resentment ball absorbs more and more resentment spirits, with the unique exercises of the blood river sect, you can instantly create a place that is no less than the extreme yin ghost land, and use the technique of ten thousand ghosts to devour the enemy's soul and die, and the blood of the body will also be sucked dry, which is used to warm the resentment in the blood resentment ball.

The blood resentment ball in Huang Wuji's hand is still incomplete, and the temporary ability can only absorb people's minds in the air, and inhale the resentment into it. But, even so, for Huang Wuji, in the days when there were no magic weapons, the effect was already very good.

(End of chapter)