Blade of the Sword Master

Inside the Holy Palace, everyone is pushing to improve their strength, and outside, friction between the two major alliances is escalating, although for the moment the overall situation is still manageable.

Although fighting and casualties frequently occur between the two coalitions, the truth is that neither side has shown any real skill, just a few little tests that you came to see me through.

Some of the important resources, such as the spiritual vein, you are competing for me, you are not happy to fight. Today you have captured my spiritual vein, and tomorrow I will take it back. This is the kind of small-scale battle that takes place almost every day in the North Star world.

Of course, none of these things are really about itching. What really determines the outcome is whether the two sides, when they are ready, are really ready for the outbreak of the war, and winning or losing at that time is the most critical factor in determining the outcome.

And because we're all still in the preparation stage today, this friction, the sons of all sides, the saints, and the grandfathers of the sub-holy have not made a move, but, at best, have sent some quasi-sons.

This is not, as if they were alone and the Emperor was proud of them. By then, they had been sent elsewhere to guard the spiritual veins, and the Night Ghost Pavilion and other people at the three main gates were indissoluble.

Loneliness and imperial pride have entered the battlefield. Xiao Dun is not worried or envious about this, because this is not the time for their sons to appear, so seizing this last chance to improve their strength is the most important.

And while Xiao Dun was still practicing day after day, an unknown continent, on that day, a starship slowly descended, with three large letters of the Night Ghost Pavilion on top of the ship.

This unidentified continent is small, it is not even a continent, it is only one size, and there are no precious resources on this continent, the only thing that is special, that is, people live on this continent, that's all.

A continent that has no meaning, no resources, and no strength whatsoever, has attracted the starship of the Night Ghost Pavilion, and is also led by the First Son of the Night Ghost Pavilion, Ink.

Starship landed, Moxi led a group of Night Ghost Pavilion strong men to the deck, looking down at this barren continent, standing next to Moxi, a Night Ghost Pavilion son questioned.

“Brother, what are we doing here? ”

Even the others who accompanied him didn't know why Ink Evil had come to the continent. Rumor has it that Ink Evil's eyes flashed with the ultimate intent to kill. Of course, the tone said, “Nothing, just a small gift for Xiao Dun. Tell him that I have Ink. ”

A little present for Xiao Dun? I don't know what kind of gift there is on this barren continent, but soon people will know, because Ink ordered the massacre.

Let the mighty men of the Night Ghost's Palace raze the continent to the ground, and all the people on the entire continent, no one left behind, will be slaughtered.

Once the massacre order has been issued, the Night Ghosts will naturally have no hesitation, much less pressure.

The slaughter of people, for many powerful people in the Night Ghost Pavilion, is no different than the slaughter of chickens.

In fact, the North Star realm is like this, it must be different within our community, massacring other races, there will be absolutely no mercy, let alone no sympathy.

For a moment, this unidentified continent instantly turned into hell, and there are Night Ghosts everywhere, the mighty ones in the madness of the slaughterhouse, the people of the martial arts, whether or not mended, male or female, always young, if only seen, it is a death.

The terrible screams echoed across the continent, and such massacres soon reached the ears of the Holy Palace.

Whole massacres of people on a continent, though small in size, will never be less than tens of millions of people.

Thousands of lives, say kill, and after the massacre, Ink wrote a sentence in one of the largest pools on the continent.

“Xiao Dun, this is a gift from the Son. Rest assured, the Son will not die for a day, and the people of the North Star world will be slaughtered. ”

Muxi's message also originally returned to the Holy Palace and into Xiao Dun's ear.

The main temple of the dust-free temple, Xiao Du sits on the throne, listening to the report of an elder below, Xiao Du's face is shady, his body spreads with killing intentions, and his anger drinks.

“What a Moxie, okay, you want to play me with you, come on, give me all you can to find out where Moxie is, I have to kill this thief myself. ”

Mo evil's actions angered Xiao Dun, angered the Holy Palace, and angered the entire North Star community, while other races also smelled the wind because of such bloody massacres.

Something like this, directly slaughtering a continent, has not never happened in the history of the North Star world, but it has been in ancient times.

At least in recent tens of thousands of years, there has never been such a direct slaughter of a continent in the North Star world, but today, Ink has done it.

There were fighters of all nationalities who had travelled to the continent, and upon arrival on the slaughtered continent, it was difficult to accept the sight of them for a moment.

What is a dead mountain blood sea? It's like hell. No, hell is probably better than here.

Bodies everywhere, all over the continent, anywhere you go, you can see them.

Mountain lakes were stained directly with blood, once a flourishing continent, and now have little chance of survival.

Unlike people of other races, the Holy Palace sent its people to the continent the first time it received the news, but because the continent did not build a cross-border transmission array, it had to take a starship.

Xiao Dun carried Qin Shui Soft Women, along with Chen Yu, Qing Emperor, and another son, Baiyi, and everyone rushed to that unknown continent as well.

The Holy Palace and the many ethnic forces held the bodies of these wrongfully dead men over the continent and laid them in peace, and when Xiao Dun and others arrived, everyone was stunned by the hellish sight.

In the midst of shock, an unspeakable rage continued to soar in the hearts and minds of all.

And the people who died, they didn't know each other, but they were one and the same, and from the day they were born, they had a common name, a people.

Now, watching people in the same family are slaughtered like pigs and dogs, Xiao Du how can they not be angry, their eyes are red, the killing intentions in their eyes cannot be hidden, to a dust-free temple elder beside them, Xiao Du coldly said.

“Where is the nearest ghost continent? ”

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