One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

Bian Liang's lips were pursed, she felt her throat was dry, her hands were convulsed, and her heart was constantly tightening.

what is that?

She saw a monster passing through the blood mist, a demon, a monster.It was very common, she had killed no less than ten wild wolves and monsters in her dreams.But it was completely different from what she saw in her dream.

It's not just the change in body shape or size, but also the... aura of the whole monster.

That made her whole body tremble, the thin primordial spirit all over her body couldn't be controlled at all, it seemed to have a will like a living thing, as if it wanted to take the initiative to "surrender"... It was terrifying.

And that, just one.

It's just one of the thousands of monsters who passed through the blood fog and came to the foot of Black Rock City.

"Terrible, chilling, hopeless horror, isn't it?"

"Wu Qiming" looked at many students with pale faces and trembling bodies, the corners of their mouths raised in an inhuman way, and that terrified smile showed his madness and joy at the moment.

"And these are only one percent... Did you see the endless red smoke? Those are monsters who failed to pass through the barrier he set up, and formed after the explosion... blood mist."

That cloud of bloody smoke that covered the sky and covered the sun, as if it was about to swallow up the earth... Is it blood mist?

Even though he was as calm as Bian Liang, his face couldn't help but turn paler.

Black Rock City... How many monsters and monsters are they facing!

"Don't be too nervous." "Wu Qiming" said comfortingly, "The war hasn't started yet. Next, is the real highlight."

"Come on, let's welcome the future..."

He laughed heartily and happily: "Welcome...them who went to the battlefield to die bravely."

On the opposite side of the bloody smoke, something slowly condensed and formed, and when it was fully formed, the students were still terrified by the ferocious scene that seemed to be the end of the world, but after seeing its appearance, they were shocked. Even the emotion of fear is ignored.

It was... standing on the barren land, a pitch-black city that was many times larger than the small loess city in the dream!

It is 30 meters high, and it is built with unknown materials. The wall with a dark luster surrounds the city firmly. There are countless soldiers standing on the wall, waiting for the battle.

And above this majestic giant city, there is an eagle with a wingspan of at least 200 meters that can really cover the sun with its body!

It screamed with its head held high, and the hurricane that shook its wings instantly tore countless monsters roaring and charging on the wasteland to pieces, but the bloody front that was pushing across did not slow down at all, the deep scarlet and gloomy black air Just like that, it flooded this barren land inch by inch, until it approached this male fortress that was completely different from the small city surrounded by earthen walls in the dream.

And when the monster approached completely, countless Taoist methods flooded the long blood like a huge wave, the wild fire roared like a dragon and burned everything, and the gale rips through thousands of miles to tear flesh and blood... The mighty wave of primordial spirit steamed and rose into the sky, The formed rainbow light and the thick blood smoke floating in the air fought against each other, dividing the whole world into two.

Black Rock City, which was able to resist this near-doomsday natural disaster, reduced the fear in the hearts of the students a little, but at this time, "Wu Qiming" also spoke slowly.

"Do you think, from this point of view... this city, the son of the emperor who rules this city, is likely to survive?"

His voice gave the students a chill, and this unknown guy was enjoying the contrast between them and the resulting... deeper despair.

"Wu Qiming" whispered, his voice seemed to overlap with something, echoing with an evil and vicious aura.

"Cultivators will get tired, and the Yuanling will eventually be exhausted, but Yaoyong... is different, hehehehe..."

As he said, in the long tug-of-war, the front line is still being pushed forward, one day, two days, three days... With almost no turnover to absorb Yuanling, one after another immortal cultivator gradually exhausted, and it seemed as if The evil spirits who could never finish killing had already pushed the line of flesh and blood under the city wall.

"Next, it's the real show." He closed his eyes and murmured sweetly.

The monsters began to attack the city gates, climbed up the city walls, and the most primitive, brutal, and direct fighting began.

In order to protect the city walls and gates, countless soldiers jumped directly from the city walls and fell into the wave of monsters.

The students saw that monsters and monsters fell one after another like harvested rice in a wheat field, but even so, the wave never stopped, and every time a monster fell, there would be another one. , two, or even more monsters stepped on the fragmented flesh and blood to attack and kill.

Just like that, they were silent, or roaring... submerged in the bloody sea.

On the city wall, the soldiers who fought to prevent the monsters from invading the city also fought to the death. Their brutally bitten and divided corpses were mixed with the monster's flesh and blood, covering the entire city wall.

The screen, freeze here.

Under the city wall, there is a bloody frenzy that drowns everything.

On the city wall, there is a scarlet road covered with flesh and bones.

In the sky, all the buried blood smoke invaded the rainbow light gathered by the Yuan Ling, making the sun cast a deep and dark desperate crimson.

"Everyone, let's guess." Wu Qiming opened his hands, "Among these pieces of meat, how many are over sixteen years old, how many are over fifteen years old, and some are over fourteen years old, or even... lower?"

"How many people's wives and children are looking forward to returning home, how many people have made life and death promises with their lovers, and how many people hope to have a good time with their friends."

"The emperor's son gave them strength and courage. With what? With his ability, his status, his identity."

"He promised the people in the city again and again that as long as he persisted for one more day, if he persisted for one more day, the imperial court's support would definitely come."

"But how long has it been, how many days have passed? The emperor's son, watching his people die numbly, watching younger and younger children go to the battlefield, his people are asking, and he is also asking... ...were they abandoned?"

"Is it really a multi-line emergency...or is it that he has been completely exiled long ago, and no one will help him anymore?"

"Wu Qiming" sighed like this, and turned his attention to some special students in the conference room.

"The story is not over, but I already have questions I want to ask, and I still need some students to cooperate."

"Ah, by the way, although I'm using the body of Mr. Wu now, I'm actually not him, and everyone should be able to see it. I don't like people calling me by another name, so please... …call me by my real name."

The corner of the man's mouth was raised, and a frightening arc that almost touched the corner of his brow opened: "Zhou, Guo, Tai."

Chapter 230 Six - What are you pretending to be?

Zhou Guotai?

This creepy psychopath said he was the Black Stone King?Is he the son of Zhaochen Emperor Zhou Ning'an, one of the greatest figures in the land of Yushan City?

But the scene unfolding in front of everyone's eyes now makes it difficult for people to raise doubts. The surging red smoke and the great horror brought by thousands of miles of blood lines are simply unbearable for these seventeen or eighteen-year-old students .

Among these people, Bian Liang, who knew the secret, was completely unacceptable after being shocked.

If this lunatic is Zhou Guotai... then who is Ji Tianhe in the dream?

Bian Liang's mind was running wildly, and she kept thinking about the true identity of this mysterious being possessed by Wu Qiming.

Is it an exaggeration, some dangerous person who used Zhou Guotai as an excuse, or is it an evil thought split by Zhou Guotai when he became obsessed while practicing in the world?

If it's the former, how to explain his restoration of the scene of the monstrous battle; if it's the latter, why does the evil idea call himself Zhou Guotai, while Zhou Guotai himself...but he calls himself Ji Tianhe?

When the girl was thinking about the question with pain in her temples, the weird man who called himself Zhou Guotai smiled and asked gently: "Then, what I said before... is to ask questions."

He pressed his fingers together and scanned all the students in the conference room with a smile, no one dared to meet his eyes.

"Then... Zhao Linlin, you."

The girl who was named trembled violently. She tightened her neck and buried her head deeply. She seemed to be curled up into a ball, and even her hair trembled visibly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt any of you, no matter how you look at it, I can't do it."

Zhou Guotai, who was using Wu Qiming's body, still looked harmless to humans and animals. He spread his hands and said very calmly: "Whether it is due to internal or external reasons, I can't take the initiative to hurt you even a little bit."

With a warm smile, he stretched out his index finger to the girl whose name was called and tapped lightly.

"Zizzizi-"

In an instant, the tyrannical lightning enveloped the girl's petite figure, and countless electric snakes bit and danced wildly, causing the students who watched this to fall into deeper fear and despair after a few seconds of stupefaction.

"I'm fucking your mother!"

A boy not far from the girl roared and wanted to rush towards Zhou Guotai, but the latter just smiled and stretched out his hand again, and the boy was frozen in place like a sculpture.

That was not comparable to the effect of Chen Liang's spell restraint. The boy who was spelled... seemed to be completely frozen together with the world around him.

"Don't swear, Zhang He, take a closer look..."

Zhou Guotai withdrew his hand, and the thunder arc covering the girl disappeared. Most of the students subconsciously closed their eyes, not wanting to see the corpses of former friends and classmates.

But in the long silence... the girl's cries became louder and louder.

Someone opened their eyes in fear, only to see Zhao Linlin slumped on the ground unharmed, wiping away tears, not even the corner of her clothes was broken.

"Just now, I really thought about killing classmate Zhao Linlin."

Zhou Guotai lowered his head slightly and looked at his palm: "But neither his will nor that mysterious existence will allow me to do this."

"I will definitely die."

He sighed like this: "My instinct is one step ahead of my will. It tells me that if I really kill myself, before that, I will definitely be wiped out, and I will never recover."

When he met Xiang Sheng, he asked such a question - he didn't know what happened to the mysterious existence hidden in this city, and he could only regard it as Ji Tianhe's backhand.

However, nothing serious.

Zhou Guotai didn't have any thoughts of causing destructive damage, and even if the only purpose at the moment failed, it didn't matter, as long as he had disappeared a thousand years ago.

"Okay, I've been so open and honest, shouldn't everyone cooperate a little bit? It's just answering some questions, it's very simple."

The ghost from thousands of years ago politely extended a hand to Zhao Linlin, and made a "please" gesture: "Then, student Zhao, my question is... If you are a citizen of this city, at your current age , was found to have the potential to cultivate Taoism, and you need to step on this bloody battlefield after a month of cultivation, how would you choose?"

The girl who was once on the verge of death has no ability to answer questions at all at this moment. After living a stable life for 17 years, how has she ever experienced such a feeling?

The whole heart is being held tightly, every bone, every meridian, and every muscle in the whole body twitches and squeezes into a ball, and the brain sends out unlimited warnings uncontrollably, obviously without any harm, but But the body felt an unprecedented phantom pain, from the back of the head to the cervical spine, from the cervical spine to the spine, the pain and despair that seemed to tear the body apart, the girl's eyes were still a little empty, and she couldn't do anything but cry. Anything comes.

"...It's really fragile." Zhou Guotai looked at the girl who was kneeling and crying with pity, "Even I was a little moved to tears... Everyone, please think about it, even facing death threats, but not Zhao, who is in a certain death situation, has already despaired to this point, so those children who are as old as you, and may even be younger, who have stepped into Asura Purgatory one after another, what kind of mood do they... have?"

The meeting room that has been silent has become even more dead silent... They are still surrounded by this slaughterhouse where heaven and earth are their homes. Everything in front of them is so trembling and even nauseating. Cathay Pacific didn't care about his problem, but a small number of students were still affected and thought subconsciously.

Among the white bones mixed with demon flesh and blood... are there really the corpses of children who are only thirteen or fourteen years old?

In such silence, no one answered Zhou Guotai's question.

"That's not good."

The man sighed: "I have lost the most convenient means of threat, all students...don't plan to cooperate with me?"

"By the way, there is a suitable candidate here."

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed at the "frozen" Zhang He again.

Zhang He, who was in a forward posture, lost his balance because he didn't have the slightest reduction in motivation, and fell to the ground suddenly. When he supported his body with trembling hands, Zhou Guotai asked softly: "Just now, you heard and watched It's here, classmate Zhang."

"Then, it's up to you to answer Zhao Linlin's question. If you don't follow suit..."

An electric arc flickered across his fingertips.

"Student Zhao Linlin, maybe I have to experience the experience just now."

"I said, I... I will answer!"

Zhou Guotai's words made Zhang He scream in panic, his childish face was still deeply imprinted with the name of fear, but he still roared hoarsely: "Just ask me!"

"It's good to be so positive. I hope that the students who will answer the questions next will be as active as Zhang. And please give answers that follow your heart, otherwise... I will try to use some different methods to make everyone answer well. question."

"Although it can't hurt you..."

Using the body of the teacher whom the fifth middle school students love so much, Zhou Guotai said with a smile that chills the bones: "But there should be many methods that can be used."

"Then Zhang He, answer the question—if it were you, what choice would you make?"

All eyes focused on Zhang He. Facing Zhou Guotai's chilling evil smile, the young man's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he replied awkwardly, "If it were me, I... would go to the battlefield."

"Oh?" Zhou Guotai raised his eyebrows, "What's the reason?"

"...Because? Because if you really face these things, you won't be on the battlefield..."

Zhang He turned his head to look at the bloody smoke biting the sky. The scene in front of him crushed into dust the scene he had fantasized with his friends about the fighting skills of immortals in the era of cultivating immortals.

Those are the people of their era, and even all imaginations cannot reproduce a ten-thousandth of their grandeur, splendor, and... terror.

"Even if you don't go to the battlefield, you will die sooner or later."

Zhang He, who looked at the corpses all over the place, but quickly looked away, said in a low voice.

"Hehe, it's a very simple idea." Zhou Guotai nodded with a smile, "But this is just a 'judgment' you make based on the 'situation', but Zhang... You know, what you have to face is what?"

Zhou Guotai's figure appeared behind Zhang He at some point, but the young man had no way to resist. He could only stand stiffly on the spot and let the man put his hand on his shoulder.

The evil ghost from thousands of years ago was whispering in his ear. The voice that seemed to overlap with something seemed to come from Senluo Purgatory. It was obviously just a whisper, but the biting chill emanating from the viciousness in the strange voice made all the students Everyone shuddered.

"Come on, let me let you witness... what they witnessed..."

Zhang He's eyes instantly became hollow, and within two seconds, the young man who was able to yell at Zhou Guotai just now... uttered a panicked cry that made everyone's heart tremble.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! No... ah!"

Zhang He took several steps backwards crazily, and stopped after bumping into his classmate fiercely. He almost fell down, the blood on his face seemed to be completely drained, and his blue-white lips kept moaning, His body covered in torrential sweat trembled visibly.

"What's the matter, classmate Zhang."

Zhou Guotai asked suspiciously: "I just showed you the monster that can only be regarded as cannon fodder at best, no, maybe it's not even cannon fodder, maybe it can't even pass through layers of barriers, and can only become that cloud of blood mist A part of it... It's just that such monsters have already made you so at a loss, then when you really set foot on the battlefield, facing the endless monsters that hit the city wall and climbed to the top of the city, you can still hold the weapon in your hand ?"

"Now, answer me."