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Chapter 381

Words:2787Update:22/06/18 03:10:04

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Whoosh!

The black heavy sword brought with it a terrifying whistling sound of the wind, and for a moment, it felt as if there was a huge mountain pressing down on him.

However, just when Wang Lu was surprised that this immortal dreamland ignored the foreplay and went straight to the climax, he also found out that the power of this slash was not as strong as it seemed.

Although the power of the heavy sword was astonishing, it did not contain any extraordinary magical power, and the sword momentum was not fast enough to make people unable to react. It was completely at the mortal world level.

For a mortal world sword, Wang Lu did not even need to use his Non-Phase Method to block it. He did not dodge nor evade, letting the edge of the heavy sword fall on top of his head. With a loud clang sound, the heavy sword broke from the middle, and not even a white mark was left on his forehead.

Peak Xudan Stage cultivator's physical strength was already very powerful, and it was difficult for mortal world weapons to harm them, let alone a peak Xudan Stage cultivator like Wang Lu?

After blocking this sword, Wang Lu realized that he was not ambushed, because even if the ambusher was stupid, it was impossible to ambush a Xudan Stage cultivator with a mortal world sword — at least, it should be a heavy catapult or a barrel of gunpowder. Right now, it was purely the immortal dreamland that played a bad joke on him, throwing him directly into a slaughterhouse.

The so-called slaughterhouse was not a rhetorical device, but a simple and straightforward description.

At the moment when the heavy sword fell, Wang Lu's eyes swept around and clearly saw his location.

It should be a small mountain village near the city. It was not large, but it was quite rich. The village buildings were exquisite and beautiful, and the village roads were paved with neat stone slabs.

However, this rich and prosperous small mountain village was now bathed in blood and fire. Everywhere in the village, there were villagers who died horrible deaths. Every one of them had their stomachs cut open and their internal organs minced into pieces. A team of heavily armed soldiers was scattered throughout the village, carrying out the massacre in an orderly manner.

At the moment when the heavy sword fell, Wang Lu saw with his own eyes that two soldiers pierced a girl with a spear and cut open her chest with a dagger.

In front of him stood a person who was obviously the captain. He wore leather armor that was of a higher grade than the average soldier. His weapons were also a heavy sword and a short sword for close combat. The captain slashed with his heavy sword, but his weapon was broken by Wang Lu. The joints in his arms were also broken, and his expression showed a trace of pain and determination.

The soldiers who committed murder in the village were all ordinary people. With Wang Lu's current strength, he could wipe them all out in an instant. However, out of the caution of a professional, he did not rush to make a move.

Because what they saw might not be real. It looked like a cruel massacre, but who knew the cause and effect? Perhaps there was an even greater bloodshed hidden behind the prosperity of this village. For example, these villagers were secretly manufacturing drugs and causing endless harm. Perhaps they were secretly forming a cult. Perhaps they were a transfer station for human trafficking …

The immortal dream land did not give him any buffer time and threw him into the slaughterhouse, perhaps it was to induce him to make a wrong judgment. Similar situations had occasionally happened in the group of immortal tombs over the past year, and Wang Lu had heard about it.

The group of immortal tombs tested the cultivators in all aspects, and the setting of the difficult problem was often different from person to person. For example, sometimes, people who were good at fighting but not good at thinking would encounter a complicated problem in the plot, which gave them a headache. Sometimes, it was the other way around. If the cultivator had confidence in his fighting ability, then the immortal dream land would arrange a powerful opponent for him, which was exactly what the cultivator wanted. However, many cultivators who were good at thinking would be deliberately targeted by the immortal dream land. Some confusing scenes were deliberately set up to make them make a wrong judgment. Cleverness could be the victim of cleverness.

For example, in this scene, perhaps the soldiers who were wantonly slaughtering symbolized the righteous side. If he wiped them all out without any explanation, then he could only associate himself with the evil villagers. However, if he did nothing, perhaps he would miss the opportunity to save people. Among the survivors in the village, there might be key characters who triggered the plot. Once they were killed, the plot could not continue. Therefore, it was inevitable that he would make a move, but his position must be subtle.

Fortunately, now he had a reason to make a move. After entering the immortal dream land, the heavy sword that came at him seemed to be a gift from the immortal dream land to him.

"All of you, stop."

Wang Lu lightly opened his mouth and then spread out his Non-Phase Sword Qi, which enveloped everything within a radius of three hundred meters. The soldiers who were committing the murder suddenly felt as if there was a mountain on their body, and they fell to the ground one after another.

However, the range of influence of Wang Lu's Non-Phase Sword Qi was limited to this. Most of the places in the village could not be covered, and it was difficult to stop the massacre of the soldiers.

However, there were many things that did not need to be done personally. Through the way the soldiers looked at the captain in the eyes, as well as the order of their previous massacre, Wang Lu guessed that the captain should have considerable authority. Thus, he decided to start with the captain in front of him.

"Tell them to stop, or I will kill you."

The captain's face changed. "Your excellency is …"

Before he could finish his words, Wang Lu had already kicked him in the knee.

"You don't have the qualification to ask me questions. Pointing your sword at me is a sin that can't be redeemed even if you die ten thousand times. I will not take your life for the time being, which is a rare kindness and generosity. Don't make me lose my patience."

The captain sneered, seemingly dismissive. However, when Wang Lu, with an even colder look in his eyes, urged his Mind Collapse Technique, the resolute captain's willpower immediately collapsed.

"Stop, all of you stop!"

With the captain's order, the soldiers in the village stopped one after another. Amidst the painful groans of the remaining villagers, they quietly waited for the next step.

Wang Lu coldly asked, "You, why do you want to kill people?"

The captain was stunned. Of course, there was a reason for the massacre here, but it was not convenient to say it out loud. Because of the effect of the Mind Collapse Technique, the captain did not have the ability to directly resist. Therefore, he wanted to mumble something to cover it up, but just as he was about to do so, his other knee was kicked off. At the same time, a stronger spell further disintegrated his will, causing him, who had always been accustomed to pain, to wail and roll on the ground.

Then, without Wang Lu's urging, the captain told everything in full detail.

"We are the subordinates of King Yunyang. His Highness King Yunyang let us come here to collect the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood."

Ten Thousand Spirit Blood?

Wang Lu was surprised to hear this word here. The Ten Thousand Spirit Blood should refer to the blood of ten thousand kinds of creatures. In this village, besides the people, there were only a few domestic animals, so where did the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood come from? Moreover, the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood was usually a catalyst for refining evil weapons. As the king of the mortal world, what did he need the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood for?

But before that, there were several more important questions to ask.

"King Yunyang, for his own selfishness, indiscriminately killed the innocent. According to your customs, is it justified or not?"

In the Nine Regions, there were many mortal countries where the ruler had the power to kill the common people. Let alone slaughtering a village, they could even slaughter a city. However, with the establishment of the Wanxian League and the popularization of the righteous path, this kind of behavior has disappeared.

However, Wang Lu was in the immortal dream land, so who knew what the customs were here? If the massacre of the village was the local custom, then there was no need for Wang Lu to make a fuss about it.

However, when asked by Wang Lu, the captain was obviously tongue-tied. "This … this …"

Wang Lu smiled. "Then it seems that there is no justification. That King Yunyang is most likely a tyrant."

"His Highness is by no means a tyrant!"

The captain, whose knees were completely broken and whose will was destroyed by two rounds of spells, actually had the courage to resist at this time. "His Highness is benevolent, wise and mighty, by no means a tyrant! You, you can kill me and torture me, but I will never allow you to insult the reputation of His Highness! "

Wang Lu smiled. "I insult his reputation? What a joke. You killed innocent people here and committed an unforgivable crime. Did I instruct you to do it? Isn't it because of your King Yunyang, for his own selfishness, tarnishing his own reputation? What does it have to do with me? "

"Nonsense, you're talking nonsense!"

Wang Lu said, "In any case, since I've seen it, I can't ignore it. Where does your King Yunyang live? Over there? "

Wang Lu said and pointed to a bustling place in the distance.

The scope of this immortal dream land could not be endless, the area was limited. The so-called King Yunyang's territory should not be large. Based on the aura observation method, there was only one place nearby that could become the capital city.

The captain clenched his teeth and refused to answer. However, when Wang Lu pointed to the distance, his eyes could not help but change a little. Observing this change, Wang Lu knew that his guess was right.

"It seems that I'm right. Humph, such a tyrannical and heaven-defying king, I can conveniently get rid of him and accumulate some merit points for me."

With that, Wang Lu summoned the Sword of Mount Kun and prepared to fly into the sky to find trouble with King Yunyang.

Although the captain was a mortal, he also had some vision. He knew that if he really let Wang Lu go, His Highness King Yunyang was likely to encounter great danger. Therefore, he clenched his teeth and said, "Your Highness, His Highness has a hidden trouble that is hard to say. He does not intend to do evil."

"Hidden trouble?" Wang Lu asked, "In order to strengthen his sexual vigor, he slaughtered the people, is this not called intentional evil? Is your country worshipping reproduction? "

With that, he no longer paid attention to the dumbfounded captain, stepped on his flying sword, and flew straight to Yunyang City.



Half an hour later, Wang Lu appeared in the bustling Yunyang City.

As a mortal country, Yunyang City was huge. The city was prosperous and rich, and the traffic was endless. The atmosphere in the city was harmonious and orderly, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. It was a scene of great governance.

"Tsk, looking at this scene, it is really hard to believe that King Yunyang is a tyrannical king. Especially since this place is full of people, it shows that the king here is absolutely a wise king. But how could a wise king let his men kill innocent people? It's hard to say … Could it be that a disharmonious sexual life has such a big impact on a person? "

With a trace of curiosity, Wang Lu entered the largest mansion in the city, which was the residence of King Yunyang.

With the cultivation base of a Xudan Stage cultivator, sneaking into the residence of a mortal king was as easy as turning one's hand. However, just as he entered, he heard a dispute.

"Father, you don't have to persuade me. I will never agree with the ten thousand spirit blood. I would rather die than have that evil life-saving elixir … Don't make me hate you."

"I'd rather you hate me for the rest of your life than watch my daughter die!"

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