Devil Seeds

"Phoenix!"

"Phoenix!"

"Phoenix!"

The voice of calling kept coming from afar, and Phoenix felt that he saw many faces.

Some he knew, and many more he didn't.

People are calling his name, praying to him, beseeching him.

There are also people who are insulting him and accusing him.

Spite on him for teaching the way of sealing demons to those strangers.

The boundless darkness shrouded Phoenix, and he was like a light in the darkness, about to be completely engulfed.

At this time, above the endless darkness, a group of special brilliance suddenly shrouded.

It shrouded Phoenix and fixed it in darkness, and the spread of darkness failed to completely swallow Phoenix.

But if he gave up by himself, then that special brilliance would also be broken.

On the endlessly raging sea, a large number of ships lined up, heading towards the giant Leviathan carrying the New World.

At the fort built on the shore, the monks belonging to the City Alliance are looking at the distant sea with binoculars.

The big boats were full of people, and everyone had the confusion of being away from home, the desire for a new life, and the hatred and anger that could not be concealed.

In the huge waves of the deep sea, it can be seen from the scales and half of the claws that leaked from time to time, these big ships were escorted by giant beast envoys.

"Elder! Do you want to... fire the cannon?" A monk of the Imperial Weapon Sect had a cold light in his eyes, and then suggested to his elder in a low voice.

Snapped!

A slap in the face was slapped hard on the monk's face.

"Whose disciple are you?"

"Tell me... who is your master?" The face of the elder of the Imperial Artifact Sect was covered with frost.

If they fired at this time... What's the difference between them and the demon disciples?

An elder of the Xinghe faction said: "According to the original plan, these people were scattered as much as possible and sent to various city-states. Those who took the lead in rebellion, assigned them the most dangerous jobs and let them die in battle. This is One chance, digesting so many people, our new continent will completely become the center of this world."

Apparently this Xinghe faction elder looked at the problem very optimistically.

The first ship docked and then began to land.

The monks of the orthodox sects who had already prepared, tried their best to put a smile on their faces.

At this time, the righteous disciples who are in charge of receiving and arranging are those who are good-tempered, patient and relatively peaceful.

In this way, it is possible to avoid the concentrated outbreak of conflicts at the landing ports.

boom!

A cannon was suddenly ignited.

The roaring artillery hit a cruise ship full of refugees.

In the huge wind and waves, the already overwhelmed cruise ship began to tilt.

A large number of refugees were squeezed into the sea.

The monsters wandering on the bottom of the sea, the refugees about to fall into the sea, devoured in an instant, not even bones left.

"Who fired the cannon... who fired the cannon...?" The monks of the City Alliance went crazy.

The cultivator who fired the cannon stood there in a daze, and then trembled all over.

He can't bear this responsibility... This is not just a responsibility in another world, it will definitely affect reality.

"Don't embarrass him, he is controlled by some kind of means similar to mind-stimulation. Someone is hiding among us, with no intention... But at this time, we can't search and investigate with great fanfare. Put all the artillery Dismantle it, and then restrain the offensive weapons. Everyone... retreat 500 meters, and I believe that those disciples who are in charge of reception will handle it properly." Among the monks, the elder of the Xinghe Sect said.

It's just that, as if against him, his words haven't fully landed.

At the pier where they landed, there was another conflict.

During the pushing, a monk from the Beast Sect accidentally pushed an old man holding a child into the sea, which became the fuse of the conflict.

The angry crowd overturned those righteous monks who wanted to communicate with them.

For many ordinary aborigines, a foreigner is a foreigner, and there is no distinction between righteous and evil.

It was the aliens who drove them away from their homes, the aliens who destroyed their lives, imprisoned the giant of light, and turned Phoenix City into ruins.

Such hatred has been swirling in people's hearts and has never been relieved.

The rioting crowd, under the maintenance and agitation of caring people, began to storm the pier.

Those monks who were originally responsible for maintaining law and order, guiding and arranging were brutally killed by the angry crowd.

People carried the heads of monks and hung them on tall wooden poles, and then shouted various slogans loudly.

Stepping back in the distance, the expressions of the righteous monks who were watching changed drastically.

Although they basically won't really die, but seeing their fellow disciples being killed like this and hanging their heads on wooden poles, how can they bear it?

The monks in charge of reception are all good-natured, good-natured people.

Such a person, in the sect, is often not bad in popularity.

"Damn it... you really thought you wouldn't dare to kill these untouchables?" A monk from the Beast Sect said angrily.

He was expressing the aspirations of many monks.

No matter how whitewashed and disguised, in the urban alliance... those immigrants and natives from the old world are the untouchables.

"Everyone... I want to avenge my Senior Brother Zhao... Who will go with me if your blood is not cold?" A monk of Jianzong completely ignored the scolding of his elders and roared.

Jian Xiu is like this, if he has intentions in his heart, he wants to express it directly.

"I'll wait! I'm willing to communicate with my brother!" A large number of young monks responded in the crowd.

"Bastards! What are you trying to do?"

"Damn the big plan of the city alliance and let those despicable ten demon sect thieves steal our achievements?" Amidst the loud yelling, the impulsive young monks were stopped by the elders.

The ground bulged up.

A flesh-colored fleshy flower bloomed in the dirt bag, and a human face actually grew out of the flower.

"After the high-level decision of the city alliance, all cities will refuse to accept these immigrants."

"At the same time, they were denied food, drinking water, and cold-proof clothing."

"Five days at most, the giant Leviathan will completely enter the polar region. The cold will make these people more honest."

Human faces scattered among the flowers.

And the flesh-colored flowers that originally looked delicate and beautiful began to wilt.

In the blink of an eye, it withered and turned yellow.

"In that case...then let nature devour them!"

"These old continent immigrants who don't know what is good or bad, they may think that this is a good place?" Some monks sneered.

But more monks have complex expressions.

Morality, interest, and the heart of the same enemy who was killed by the same family are all mixed together.

Pity and disgust, hatred, hatred and sympathy... Complicated emotions.

Echoes around.

The sword sect monk who had stood up and wanted to lead the young monk out roared angrily and broke the sword in his hand.

"Elder! I'm not here anymore, I've saved enough plot points, I'm going to the world of high martial arts!" After that, he directly exchanged for the cross-border quota, and then gave up the strength and ability he had obtained now, and shuttled away.

It's five o'clock, good night everyone!

Too tired, waste paper to rest!