A long, long, long time ago …
A long time ago, so long that even Meng Qi himself had forgotten when.
Perhaps it had been since he was born.
They were both born into the Meng Qi Family, but he always received less than Meng Qi Lie Hun. His life was like a kind of charity. No matter how good he did, no matter how outstanding he was, the family always had a kind of disdain for him.
Meng Qi Lie Hun had been nurtured by the clan since he was a child. Even though his cultivation talent was mediocre, they did not hesitate to spend a lot of resources.
From a young age, he was better than Meng Qi Lie Hun in every way, but he did not receive any praise. Everything he had was given to him by Meng Qi Lie Hun. From then on, the hatred in his heart began to take root, until the woman he loved the most left him to marry Meng Qi Lie Hun.
He hated.
He hated everyone in the Meng Qi Clan. He hated his father, hated his mother, hated Meng Qi Lie Hun …
So.
He killed them all.
The hatred in his heart was not completely vented. After killing Meng Qi Lie Hun, the hatred in his heart still existed. His cultivation was cultivated by Meng Qi Merchant Union, and it was Meng Qi Lie Hun's guilt that made up for him. However, this was like a sharp thorn that pierced his heart.
He wanted to get Meng Qi Merchant Union. He wanted to change everything.
For this day, he had prepared for it all his life.
When Meng Qi Yan 'er crossed the desert from the Lie Sky Continent, he gathered all his forces in Kunlun City. He knew that although Meng Qi Lie Hun was dead, he must have left something behind. Because when he died, he already knew that he was the one who killed his parents.
He was shocked at the time.
Thinking back to the moment when he killed his parents, he did not have a trace of regret in his heart. There was only hatred.
Just when he thought that he naturally became the president of Meng Qi Merchant Union, he realized that everything had been arranged by Meng Qi Lie Hun. His only obstacle now was Meng Qi Yan 'er. As long as he killed her and obtained the Meng Qi Emblem, no one would be able to shake his position as president.
He chased her all the way, and failed all the way.
Everything seemed to be deliberately arranged, and he could not help but be angry.
Right now, they were playing a game face to face. Looking at her calm and composed expression, which was the same as her father's, the hatred in his heart surged like a spring. His face darkened and he coldly said, "You will really die!"
"Uncle, please stop." A look of regret flashed across Meng Qi Yan 'er's face. She sighed and frowned, "It's not too late to stop now."
"Haha …"
"You really are like your father. Even the way you speak is the same."
Dark God Meng Qi laughed coldly and said: "Let me show you my power …"
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning flashed across and instantly illuminated the entire Kunlun City. Dark God Meng Qi's face became exceptionally ferocious.
The heavy rain poured down, showing no signs of stopping.
The air became even more oppressive.
"Sigh …"
"There's no more wine."
The black-robed monk burped, got up, and walked to the door. He looked at the sky that was blurred by the heavy rain and said, "It's time to pay for the wine."
He turned around and asked, "Benefactor, do you have an umbrella?"
Qin Tian laughed, "I have a blade."
The black-robed monk looked at Qin Tian, feeling more and more pleased, "What blade?"
Qin Tian said, "A knife that kills."
The black-robed monk said, "Bring an umbrella when it's raining."
Qin Tian said, "It's raining, that's why I have to bring a blade, and a knife that kills."
The black-robed monk laughed and said, "This old monk also has a blade, but I don't know if it can still kill."
After saying so, he took out a finger-long 'blade' from his sleeve. It was very sharp, so sharp that it would take a long time to cut off the thread of his sleeve. The monk sighed heavily and said, "I haven't used a blade for a long time, I've become rusty."
Qin Tian could not help but laugh.
"Hualala …"
"Hualala …"
The heavy rain continued. The door of the courtyard suddenly opened, and Chen Yi rushed in with the other five brothers. His brows were wrinkled like a mountain, and his face was filled with anxiety. Seeing Qin Tian and the black-robed monk standing at the door, he immediately said, "Boss, there are people outside."
Qin Tian nodded slightly, and his blood boiled uncontrollably. "All of you enter the house, don't come out again."
"No."
"If you want to fight, let's fight together!"
Chen Liu's face froze, and the aura on his body suddenly erupted. He looked furious, and it was unknown where he found a black blunt blade. The blade's body was shiny, as if he had just cut something greasy. The rain fell and quickly slid down.
Not only Chen Liu.
Chen Yi and the others all held a black blunt blade in their hands, and their killing intent was dense.
Qin Tian looked at the blade in the black-robed monk's hand and laughed again.
The monk revealed an awkward expression. He looked at the blade in his hand and put his palms together, "Amitabha. Benefactor, I'll tell you my second hobby now."
"Using a blade to redeem people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, killing intent raged!
"Using a blade to redeem people?!" Qin Tian repeated, the corner of his mouth raised, and he smiled.
"Rumble …"
Huge thunder shook the sky, and the sky seemed to explode.
As the muffled thunder fell, Qin Tian's eyes froze. He drew out the dragon blade and stepped out. The rain still fell on the dragon blade, like a heavy metal music playing. With every step he took, the muffled thunder in the sky fell heavily, playing the most gorgeous music of killing.
The black-robed monk looked at the finger-long blade in his hand again, revealing a look of envy. He looked at Qin Tian's back and said enviously, "His blade is so big!"
Killing intent.
It filled the sky. Since they entered Kunlun City, the killing intent in the sky had not diminished at all. The moment the black-robed monk put down the wine pot, the killing intent in the sky suddenly changed and became more intense. The unstoppable killing intent made Qin Tian feel excited from the bottom of his heart.
His blood gradually boiled.
Because he cultivated the Killing Path, he liked this atmosphere of killing intent more than anyone else. The feeling of being suppressed in his heart, making his whole body tense, and he would die if he was not careful. He had a kind of paranoid love.
Qin Tian walked into the yard, and Chen Liu was the first to follow, followed by Chen Yi and the others.
The black-robed monk was the last one.
Because he was struggling, whether to bring an umbrella or not.
On a rainy day, he brought his saber but not his umbrella. It was as if he was going to kill every ten steps and travel a thousand miles without leaving a trace.
"Amitabha …"
The black-robed monk chanted, as if he was repenting, but also as if he was chanting sutras to transcend. However, at this moment, the eight Golden True Dragons on his body faintly flashed, and a sharp light flashed in their eyes.
From this moment on.
The breath on his body suddenly changed, like a ghost Buddha crawling out of hell.
"Bang, boom …"
A lightning of hundreds of thousands of kilometers long cut through the sky, announcing the beginning of the killing feast.
"Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill …"
Qin Tian shouted heavily, looking at the black-robed people all over the street, his face was stunned, and his heart suddenly shouted, "Nine-level violent!"
"Boom!"
The power of the attributes of 1024 exploded in the body, and the dragon knife trembled violently, as if it smelled the smell of blood and made an excited tremble. Qin Tian's face was cold and frosty, and the killing intent of his heart reached the highest point. Suddenly his eyes twisted, and the dragon knife was cold and swung out.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Qin Tian rushed into the dark crowd, like a god of death.
The streets and alleys of Kunlun City were all black-robed people, and their strength was above the low-rank saint. They were like a group of locusts, constantly rushing to the courtyard where Qin Tian was.
This was a hand-to-hand killing feast.
Like a super soldier rushing into a group of monsters to fight and fight.
Kill the cry.
Screams.
The sound was earth-shaking.
In Qin Tian's ears, there was a string of pleasant system promotion sounds. The feeling was indescribable. Watching the experience being added crazily, watching the consumed Qigong value rising instantly, that feeling was unparalleled.
"Chen Yi, take care of yourself."
Qin Tian directly split a low-rank saint into two halves. Seeing that Chen Yi and the others were in a bitter battle, his eyebrows were slightly anxious.
When he was really distracted, a middle-rank saint waved his spear and drew a fierce spear tip to attack Qin Tian's life gate. Qin Tian coldly snorted, smiled faintly, and said: "Too weak, die for me …"
The dragon blade flashed, the body shattered, the primordial spirit shattered, and a saint core was obtained.
"Don't worry."
"It's not a problem for us to deal with these people."
Chen Yi smiled casually, the black blade in his hand did not stop, continuously injuring a few people. Beside him, Chen Er rushed forward like lightning and killed the injured people one by one. Their cooperation was as pure as fire, even when facing a high-rank saint, they were not weak at all.
Seeing this, Qin Tian's heart relaxed, and he began to kill even more unscrupulously.
This was the most enjoyable time since he came to the holy world.
He was purely farming experience.
He could not help but thank Meng Qi in his heart. If not for him, he really did not know where to find these people to kill. Good people!
Suddenly.
Qin Tian's expression changed. In the law of aura, a strange spiritual aura rushed over. This spiritual aura was specially used to attack the primordial spirit in the sea of consciousness. As long as it entered the sea of consciousness, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Bald donkey!"
"Kill him for me."
Since Qin Tian sensed it, the black-robed monk naturally sensed it too.
The black-robed monk put his palms together, and after chanting "Amitabha", the eight-day golden dragon on his body rushed into the sky, letting out dragon roars in the thick clouds. Following which, its ferocious aura was matchless, and it pressed down with an earth-shattering force.
"Boom!"
In the law of aura, the powerful spiritual aura suddenly disappeared.
Qin Tian smiled sinisterly, and once again rushed into the crowd, wantonly collecting experience … …
… …
"Your people don't seem to be too good."
Standing at the window of Tong Tian Pavilion, Meng Qi Yan 'er quietly watched everything that happened below. Her palms were already wet, but there was not the slightest trace of panic on her face. Her calm appearance made the people present admire her from the bottom of their hearts.
The corner of Meng Qi's mouth curled up. Looking at his people falling one by one, there was no change in his expression. He smiled lightly, "This is just the beginning, they are just appetizers. Later on, you will find Qin Tian, and even that monk from Longxiang Temple will die an ugly death."
The Feast of Slaughter was just the beginning?
If it was just the beginning, Qin Tian hoped that it would never end … …
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