It was originally in the middle of the wild mountains, and a figure was galloping in the mountains, and the hundred-zhang high ridge could be climbed over in a few jumps.

If a monk observes from the air, he will also be frightened, mistaking it for a humanoid beast running through the mountains.

This is naturally Yang Jian, he looked for the red sky, because it was the direction of the big city, maybe the fire in the sky would start in the big city.

When running rapidly, the mountain wind in his ears will also make a 'whine' sound, but in a flash, Yang Jian seemed to hear the wind blowing from the sky, there were earth-shattering killing shouts, and there were also countless crying voices, which made his heart inexplicably a little heavy.

Finally, the eyes suddenly brightened, but he had already rushed to a cliff on the edge of this mountain range, and when he raised his eyes, Yang Jian's pupils couldn't help but shrink......

The big city, which was originally a border fortress, was overwhelmed by the sky-high flames in the middle of the night!

When Yang Jian saw this scene, it happened to be the time when the flames in the city were at their most vigorous, the flames were like waves, one after another, and the wind blew from nowhere, making the fire completely out of control!

The tongue of fire swept into the sky, and Yang Jian's eyes reflected the firelight, and he couldn't help but tremble!

It was as if he had seen the hundreds of people in the city struggling in flames!

It was more like hearing countless miserable cries piercing through the hustle and bustle red with flames......

Under this overturning fire, human life is really like a mustard, and in the blink of an eye, ashes and smoke fall!

That's tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of flesh and blood in border cities!

A monstrous resentment rushed straight to Xiao Han! The galaxy was blinded, and the moon was dark red!

This is the roar of living beings against heaven and earth!

Unwilling to live in this life!

It really made a monk like Yang Jian, who had just practiced the Xuanfa for a short time, tremble inexplicably in his heart.

Yang Jian is not a powerful person from above, let alone an immortal with a perfect Dao heart and a well-known sun and moon, he witnessed a border city being burned in this monstrous flame, and his feet were so weak that he actually fell to the ground.

"Why ......" Yang Jian muttered, at this moment, Dao Heart was greatly impacted.

He looked blankly around the flames, there was a light of fire, he clearly saw more than a dozen neatly arranged phalanxes, and saw the hunting flags in the heat wave.

Behind these phalanxes, farther away from the direction of the big city, there were corpses all over the field, I don't know how many dead souls were whimpering, and the blood had not yet dried up at this time!

The fire in the city was caused by these enemy soldiers?

It's ruthless!

Yang Jian had long known that this was a border fortress, the border between the two imperial kingdoms in this big world.

But he didn't expect that the enemy opposite Shang Dehou would be so ruthless, and he burned down the entire border city with a fire! He even asked the guards to block the city gates on all sides, so that the people in the city had no way out and could only be burned to death by the fire!

Is this the flood?

I haven't seen the gods fighting, but I have seen the worldly country falling.

I often hear that "heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as dogs", but I never thought that people could kill people like this.

Is this world wrong?

Are these mortal people wrong?

Is it because the sages of ancient times have wronged the teachings of the world?

Yang Jian kept questioning in his heart, and there was a rumbling thunder in his body, Mu Ran's eyes turned around, and in the end he was just dazed.

He didn't notice the great battle for four hours of meditation, but even if he did, what could he do?

Even if he can stop the confrontation between the two armies with his own strength, can he also stop the cruelty in the hearts of countless beings in this glorious world?

"Alas......" Yang Jian let out a long sigh, got up, and was about to leave dejectedly.

He vaguely understood why Master always said, 'Less cause and effect'. At this time, his heart was turbulent and his heart was gloomy, because he and the word 'human' had great cause and effect.

In the past life, he was a human race, and in this life, he is a human race.

But Yang Jian had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped, and the thought in his heart suddenly came to him, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the fire.

Wrong!

Wrong!

This fire comes strangely, this wind comes unusually!

Yang Jian's heart shook, and a cool breath ran from head to toe, as if listening to the sound of the bell and drum echoing in his heart, the sound was 'Walking Alone'!

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Jian's eyes were not a little blank or hollow at this time, only two fine lights flashed.

But this time, Yang Jian was even more angry, very far away, but he couldn't help shouting:

"How daring!"

He saw that in the direction of the city, in the midst of the monstrous fire, a thin old Taoist was sitting on a futon, holding a gourd in his hand.

The futon kept pouring out endless flames, but there was a vortex in front of the mouth of the gourd, and before the vortex......

One after another terrifying and hideous roaring souls were swallowed by whales and sucked in the sea!

Yang Jian instantly understood that although Yuding Zhenren hadn't told him this, he had taken the little cicada to walk on the land of the Honghuang Wubu Continent for several months.

Where is the Honghuang Wubu Continent? It is the holy place of monasticism that all monks yearn for! At the same time, it is also a place where there is a lot of information and mottled information.

Yang Jian had heard people talk about similar situations, but he didn't think that such a scene really happened!

What an evil person this is! He used the method of burning the city with fire to absorb countless resentful spirits for the purpose of cultivating the Tao!

Damn it!

I can't wait for this body to have monstrous power, crush this evil way and shatter its soul!

"Ahh

In this situation, bloody men should be like this!

Hateful! Hateful! His own cultivation is still shallow, and he can't come forward at all!

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, turned around for the second time, and was about to leave this place. But he has already made up his mind in his heart, when he is successful in cultivation at that time, he will definitely seek justice for those people who have been burned!

The matter of cultivation is even more urgent!

This time, Yang Jian still didn't take two steps, and stopped again.

Because he heard a long howl, coming from the sky, majestic, and the sound was rolling!

Turning around, there was a purple rainbow in the sky that tore through the night, with infinite anger, and slashed directly towards the land of flames!

That Changhong slashed at the figure of the old man!

Yang Jian's spiritual array, there is an indescribable excitement born from the heart!

But he heard the old man sitting cross-legged on the flame let out a cold snort: "Which doll dares to ruin the ancestor's big thing!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and summoned a long sword of flames, directly facing the long rainbow.

Buzz!

Changhong smashed the flame sword, but it was also blocked from castration, and a young man with a long robe fell from it, holding the sword in one hand, looking at the demon path with anger.

"Heaven and earth are about to fall, demons are in trouble! You demon Dao, you dare to do such a thing that hurts the heavens!"

Needless to say, this person had already rushed towards the demon path as he spoke, and the long sword in his hand shot out thousands of purple sword shadows, overwhelming the sky in an instant.

"Ancestor, I just lack a puppet sword attendant!"

As if sensing the threat of the coming, the gourd in his hand dispersed the cyclone, and he also shouted loudly, smashing the gourd directly at the sword shadow in the sky.

A nine-fold cyclone appeared in the gourd mouth this time, and most of the sword shadow was collected in an instant.

At this moment, as if it had been injected into the soul, a sword shadow suddenly bloomed with endless purple light, and it directly burrowed into the gourd without the gourd to suck it.

The sword-wielding monk shouted, "Boom!"

The old man's face changed drastically, but he didn't have time to stop it, and there was a roar in the gourd, and cracks appeared on it!

"Damn the little baby, you dare to destroy my magic weapon!"

"Don't just destroy your magic weapon, I still want your old life to pay tribute to the souls of the dead here!"

The sword-wielding young man once again used the sword mystic technique, and the old demon turned around and left, without dragging mud and water at all, and there was no nonsense.

Obviously, this old Taoist had already sensed the gap with the sword-wielding young man's supernatural powers, and as soon as he suffered a loss, he turned around and fled......

The sword-wielding young man was about to chase after him, but he turned to the outside of the city and shouted: "I don't care what country you are! Quickly put out the fire! Otherwise, when I return, I will take the head of your lord!"

The tens of thousands of iron-blooded soldiers were greatly reduced by this shouting and scolding, and the sword-wielding young man turned into Changhong and chased in the direction that the old demon Dao left.

Outside the city, the soldiers in the formation were silent for a while, and then the order of the main general was heard.

Fire.

On the cliff in the distance, Yang Jian was speechless for a long time and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He felt it in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw a group of dozens of horsemen galloping towards the mountain range where he was, and behind these dozens of cavalry, there were no less than a thousand horsemen.

Yang Jian didn't want to do much, but also wanted to try to chase the direction that the old way left, to see if he could get acquainted with the hero before.

But he suddenly saw a slender figure wearing silver armor among the fleeing cavalry in front of him......

With a movement of his fingertips, Yang Jian sighed lightly, and his figure disappeared on the edge of the cliff.