Outside of Time

The fire from the Sea of ​​Sky Fire reflected the sky, which looked red from a distance. Although it was not as good as blood, it still gave people an ominous meaning.

As for the sky above the fire sea, the farther away the fire was, the lighter the fire light became, until the afterglow was swallowed up by darkness, and the sky and the earth turned into darkness, the same color as the blood dripping from the iron cage on the ground.

Wherever the convoy passed, such bloodstains existed.

The people from the villages and towns of the two ethnic groups who saw all this all around had greed on their faces, licking their tongues and looking at the convoy in the distance.

To them, the human animals imprisoned in the iron cages were delicious food, and they could also be given to the temple as live food at critical moments in exchange for the continued peace of their two clans.

Throughout the ages, there have been too many such things.

This is not only the case for the human race, but also for all the lower-class ethnic groups in this moon-sacrifice region. Their fate is like this, either becoming food for other ethnic groups or becoming sacrifices.

The law of the jungle is particularly clear in this land.

It's just that many times, in the eyes of the stronger, the strong are also edible weak. No ethnic group can become the supreme will.

Even the temple is the same.

This may be the melody of heaven and earth played by fate.

At this moment, the wind is whining, blowing heat waves across the sky and across the earth, setting off layers of invisible fluctuations in the sky, and blowing skyfire dust like wind and sand from the earth.

While permeating all directions, there is also a growing sense of murderous intention within it, turning into a messenger of death, carrying a blood-slaying sickle, erupting, galloping, and coming!

The source of this murderous intention comes from Xu Qing!

Xu Qing was silent all the way, with endless fear in his eyes. The heat of the sky could not melt his coldness at all, and the warmth of the earth could not drown out his murderous intention.

Under Ling'er's guidance, he moved at full speed towards the south. The power of the life lamp spread throughout his body, and his cultivation level blessed everything, giving him the ultimate speed.

This speed required him to surpass the convoy, and the blood on the ground made Xu Qing understand that he was heading in the right direction.

"This is the way!"

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, going faster.

By this time, he no longer needed Ling'er's guidance. Following the blood stains on the ground, Xu Qing set off a roar from heaven and earth, forming a storm that swept in all directions, getting closer and closer to the target place.

Five thousand miles, three thousand miles, one thousand miles, five hundred miles...

In four days, he traveled more than ten thousand miles in pursuit, and at dusk on the fourth day, the roar of the storm spread to the advancing convoy.

There were hundreds of monks from the two tribes responsible for escorting, and the reverberation of the storm immediately attracted their attention.

As far as the eye could see, there was lightning and thunder in the distant sky.

"what's the situation!"

The giant beasts in the convoy were frightened and became restless. The monks of the two tribes on them quickly stood up. When they looked surprised, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and Xu Qing's figure appeared in the sky.

He finally caught up!

But the moment he saw the Dadi convoy, Xu Qing felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He saw the motorcade and the ten huge cages.

I also saw countless human beings who were forcibly squeezed together in the cage like cargo or animals.

Their numbness, their pain, and the smell of decay and death inside them made Xu Qing's eyes a little red, and the cold murderous intent on his body erupted uncontrollably.

His figure turned into a rainbow, surrounded by endless lightning, and headed straight for the convoy, arriving at such a fast speed that he arrived instantly.

With an earth-shattering roar, Xu Qing smashed directly into the convoy!

The ground shook, throwing up tons of dirt, and lightning spread in all directions.

The convoy came to a halt, and the giant beasts felt the cold murderous intent and all trembled. The expressions of the two monks on board also changed and they stopped them instantly.

"who!"

"Bold, you actually dare to intercept the alliance between our two races!"

"Is it a tribe?"

When these monks from the two tribes rushed out in shock and anger, Xu Qing, who had landed on the ground, suddenly raised his head, with shocking murderous intent in his eyes. He rushed out and headed straight for a Tianmian tribe monk in front of him.

The face of the Tianmian cultivator changed. He felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from Xu Qing's body. It was too late to dodge. Xu Qing was too fast and used his physical strength to directly hit this cultivator.

With a bang, a big hole appeared in the chest of the tall Tianmian Clan monk, who was penetrated by Xu Qingsheng, and his body trembled and collapsed.

Xu Qing did not hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, the morning glow spread out and turned into ten beams of light that enveloped all the cages. The drug-forbidden power in his body fully exploded.

The surroundings were instantly distorted, and endless heterogeneity was growing. At the same time, shrill wails were also heard.

The ancestor of the Vajra Sect went crazy and turned into red lightning, killing everyone.

Ling'er also gritted his teeth, with a rare ferocity in his eyes, and then took action.

There is also the shadow. It noticed Xu Qing's anger and Ling'er's sadness, which made it angry here. It spread rapidly, protecting Ling'er and taking action for him.

But none of their actions were as cruel as Xu Qing's. Xu Qing was extremely fast. He raised the dagger in his right hand and appeared. In an instant, he approached a Mirror Shadow Clan monk and struck hard with his fist in his left hand.

With a bang, the opponent's mirror shattered, and his fist penetrated deeply into it as it shattered into pieces. The poisonous ban dispersed, and suddenly a shrill wail could be heard.

Xu Qing turned around and bumped into a Tianmian Clan who was charging behind him. The dagger in his hand was pointed downwards and suddenly opened. When the blood spurted out, he held the dagger behind his back and slashed his neck hard.

Heads flew up.

Then the Golden Crow flew out of the sky and spit out towards the earth. Skyfire fell. Several monks from the two races who were shocked and wanted to escape heard tragic sounds and their bodies were instantly burned.

Xu Qing's face was expressionless, his eyes were red, and his body was covered in blood. He continued to attack and approached another Mirror Shadow Clan monk.

This monk was a Nascent Soul, and he looked frightened and angry at the moment. The murderous intention on Xu Qing's body frightened him. He was about to retreat but was too late. Xu Qing rushed away at an astonishing speed.

At the moment of contact, the Nascent Soul Mirror Shadow Clan immediately formed a sharp blade, and some will-o'-the-wisps spread out to form a strange ghost flower, shrouding Xu Qing and devouring life.

But Xu Qing didn't care about this at all.

His physical body is strong, and even if he is injured, he can recover with purple crystals. Therefore, unless he encounters a being that can make him unable to withstand a single blow, it is his usual style to trade injuries for kills.

At this moment, he was approaching, and the roaring sound echoed. Xu Qing allowed the other party's spell to fall on him. With a ferocious look on his face, he opened his mouth and swallowed the other party's ghost flower directly into his mouth.

The poison in the body broke out and was instantly destroyed.

The dagger in his hand stabbed hard, one after another. The Nascent Soul cultivator tried to struggle, but it was of no avail. Blood spurted out from his body as he screamed.

In just a few breaths, Xu Qingsheng destroyed the other party's body and directly cut his neck, destroying his life.

Then he swung it and hit the other two monks who were rushing behind him. He made a secret with his left hand and pressed forward.

Suddenly, a large number of demonic bodies flew out from behind and went straight towards the opponent, biting and devouring them like crazy.

This scene caused the remaining monks of the two races around to feel extremely frightened. Some began to retreat and wanted to leave here.

But after taking a few steps, his body rotted and he fell down wailing.

The other monks trembled and retreated crazily. In their eyes, Xu Qing was like a life-seeking messenger. Anyone who looked at him represented the coming of death.

In particular, his entire body of clothes was now blood-colored. Under the light of the Golden Crow's fire, his blood energy was overwhelming and his murderous intent was astonishing.

Although there are hundreds of monks here, most of them are forming elixirs and building foundations. As for Nascent Soul, there are only six.

After all, in their own territory, escorting these ordinary human beings does not require many strong men, and Duanmu Zang has been captured and taken away by the Imperial Master and others, so in their knowledge, there is no possibility of rescue.

There is no second strong human being.

Xu Qing's existence was not revealed to any of the more than 100,000 people in the human city.

The kindness of human nature and the love of fellow human beings become more and more prominent amidst the evil.

As for the two tribes, due to Xu Qing's caution, they actually didn't know it from beginning to end.

This resulted in them being massacred when they faced Xu Qing here, especially because Xu Qing's poison was too terrifying. The foundation-building monks of the two tribes could not bear it at first, and they screamed and rotted one after another.

Even if the Mirror Shadow Clan is special, they still can't escape being poisoned.

Xu Qing's killing continued, and he suddenly approached a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tianmian Clan, and the two sides touched each other instantly.

In just three to five breaths, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianmian Clan spurted out blood, his head flew up, and the Nascent Soul in his body collapsed, and one of them was swallowed directly by Xu Qing.

He didn't have time to take it in his hand and refine it.

As for the injuries on his body, Xu Qing didn't pay attention. At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and stared around.

With the onset of the drug ban, large areas of death occurred here. The killings of the ancestors of the King Kong Sect and the shadows also caused an increase in the number of deaths of monks from the two races.

As for Ling'er's attack, Xu Qing had seen it once on Mermaid Island a long time ago, so he knew very well that Ling'er looked weak on the outside, but in fact his style was more close combat.

From what I can see now, it is indeed the case.

Ling'er's body transformed into a battle armor. Surrounded by the shadows of dragons and snakes, there was also a spear in her hand. Although her body was obviously thin, she burst out with astonishing combat power.

And this killing did not last long. In less than a stick of incense, as the last few monks from the two races died miserably, the surrounding area became quiet.

Even the giant beasts that pulled the iron cage had their bodies separated and were killed by the ancestors of the Vajra Sect out of anger.

After everything was over, Ling'er shed tears and the ancestors of the King Kong Sect were filled with grief and anger. They looked at the cage protected by the morning glow.

The humans in the cage were still numb. After many days of torture and the spells cast by the two races, their consciousness was about to collapse. Even when they saw Xu Qing and the others, they all had no energy in their eyes.

"Sister Li...Aunt Chen..." Ling'er walked to the cage and looked at the figure inside, with a cry in her voice.

Xu Qing walked silently, waving his hands and dispersing the morning glow. He raised his hand to open the cage, and with a bang, the crowd collapsed from inside like cargo.

However, Xu Qing's careful protection prevented their scattering from causing more casualties.

Just the scene below the cage that he looked at made Xu Qing's heart sink extremely low.

The bottom of the cage was mostly made of crushed flesh. Hundreds of people were fused together, some of whom could not even recognize their faces...

"Where's Panyan..."

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, walked to the next cage, and opened one after another. Looking at the familiar tribesmen, looking at the bloody bodies, looking at the shocking flesh and blood, Xu Qing's heart rose with a strong feeling. sad.

Having seen the misery of the human world, he still could not remain indifferent to such a purgatory.

Especially two months ago, these were all beautiful lives. In them, Xu Qing felt the rare simplicity and the hard-to-find kindness.

In the cold dark night, they huddled together to keep warm, willing to bring their warmth to more cold compatriots.

But now...

Xu Qing closed his eyes. The murderous intention in his heart did not diminish due to the previous killings. On the contrary, it became richer and more intense. It accumulated in his heart, making him feel violent and breathless.

Because, in the mud of the seventh cage, he saw half of his face.

The face of Shi Pangui's Taoist companion, the woman who makes delicious snacks...

Her body had melted into mud.

Xu Qing left silently, and after opening the last cage, his eyes rested on the corner at the bottom of the cage among the crowd.

There, there is a corner of a book.

At this glance, Xu Qing's body trembled uncontrollably. After he waved his hand, the fleshy mud in that area was slowly pushed aside, revealing a little girl.

Her clothes were mingled with the meat, and only half of her thin body was left. Her small upper body was holding a pharmacopoeia tightly with both hands.

The hug was very, very hard.

It seems that this is her last obsession and last hope.

She existed in the corner, her head lowered, her face pale and colorless, as if she was asleep.

Xu Qing felt that his chest hurt so much. He took a deep breath hard, but his body was still shaking. The scene from two months ago could not be controlled in his mind.

In the picture, a thin and timid figure holds a sweet potato and asks about his own vegetation.

In the picture, the child took out the grass and asked himself about knowledge.

The look in Xu Qing's eyes that was thirsty for knowledge left a deep impression on Xu Qing, so he gave away his pharmacopoeia and accepted his first disciple in the way of medicine.

"Teacher, can we still meet?"

This is the little girl's last words.

At this moment, in Xu Qing's eyes, the sleeping little girl seemed to raise her head, look at him timidly, and ask the words that echoed in his mind.

"As long as we don't die, we will meet again."

Xu Qing murmured, this sentence is very beautiful, but...if you die, you won't be able to see him again.

Xu Qing stood there for a long time.

Until Ling'er's cry and the grief-stricken roar of the King Kong Sect ancestor seemed to come from a distant place, echoing in his ears, slowly becoming clearer, and bringing his thoughts back to reality.

"Ling'er..." Xu Qing's voice became extremely hoarse. He turned his head and looked at the crying Ling'er.

Ling'er ran over and hugged Xu Qing, her body twitching. She had rarely seen this kind of life and death, and it was unbearable.

The crowd around him slowly recovered, and the sounds of sadness and crying gradually increased, until a figure staggered over and knelt in front of Xu Qing.

"senior……"

The person who came was Shi Pangui. His body was weak, his eyes were red, crying with blood, and his expression was distorted. His madness was being suppressed, and he looked at Xu Qing tremblingly.

He knew about the death of his wife and sister, and he had the intention to die in his eyes, but before that, he endured everything.

Because he knew that he had to tell Xu Qing about the whereabouts of the king.

"Senior, please save the Lord..."

"The king was captured by the masters of the alliance of the two races and taken away to the holy city. At that time, I heard that they wanted to refine the king into blood to repair the mirror treasure."

Xu Qing looked at Shi Pangui, and after a few breaths, he turned his head and looked at the little girl.

Shi Pangui looked at him, his body shaking more and more, holding his hands tightly, the grief in his heart turned into a mouthful of blood, and he smiled sadly.

Xu Qing walked over silently, squatted down in front of the little girl, and covered her eyes.

"Pangui, your sister is asleep, don't disturb her, you guys are here... waiting for me."

"I will bring your king back."

Xu Qing spoke softly, and after standing up, his voice was calm.

"Ling'er, can you protect them here?"

"I can!" Ling'er wiped away her tears and nodded vigorously.

Xu Qing didn't say much. He left the shadow behind and summoned Ding Yisan Er's stone lion and head. At the same time, he spread the poisonous mist and enveloped the surroundings, sealing the place.

After doing all this, Xu Qing took a deep breath and patted Shi Pangui on the shoulder.

"Pangui, wait for me to come back."

After speaking, Xu Qing raised his head and looked towards the direction of the Holy City.

Just like looking at the land of death, there are no waves, only the meaning of death continues to gather and become stronger, and finally spreads out throughout the body, covering all directions.

He did not continue to speak, but took a step forward, reaching the sky, and waved his spirit wheel to reveal himself.

The terrifying figure of the old woman in black robe appeared in the sky.

Xu Qing stood above her. The old woman's face showed death and murderous intent, and she suddenly left in a flash.

Xu Qing lowered his head. As he moved forward rapidly, the poison in his body spread out and spread behind him.

It is not a disorderly spread, but a cohesion.

more and more.

Gradually, a thick black fog formed behind Xu Qing.

This mist contains poisonous forbidden substances, which causes the color of the world to change. As the roars from all directions occur, the mist becomes larger and thicker.

Under Xu Qing's continuous release, all the poisonous Nascent Soul in his body exploded, causing the poison produced in his body to rise like never before.

Xu Qing rarely releases his poison with all his strength, but at this moment, the killing intent and depression in his heart made him want to explode completely.

Just like that, time passed, three days later.

Thousands of miles away from the holy city of the alliance between the two races, a sandstorm appeared in the sky, covering a large area of ​​a hundred miles.

Connected to the sky and the earth, countless lightnings roared within, and endless heterogeneity was invading all directions.

And in this vast black sandstorm, there is a huge old woman's figure, above her head... Xu Qing stood there, expressionless, looking into the distance.

During the past three days, he tried to awaken Ding Yisaner's divine fingers, but the other party did not respond. Xu Qing knew that he was not asleep.

Since he didn't respond, Xu Qing didn't continue. He didn't even frown.

He knew that there was huge danger in the place where he was going, and with his own cultivation, it would be difficult to face Ling Zang.

Not to mention, there are six spiritual treasures in the alliance between the two races.

There are two of them who have already completed a secret treasure.

But even if some things are dangerous, Xu Qing feels that she still has to do them.

In fact, as long as the six spiritual treasures are solved, Xu Qing is not without the power to kill other Nascent Soul monks by relying on some means.

But the cost is huge.

"My disciple is dead, and the master must seek justice."

"After eating so many snacks, I have to do something."

"Also... I borrowed things from others. If Duanmu is gone, I won't be able to return them."

Xu Qing spoke softly, the ice in his eyes getting colder and colder, and the poisonous sandstorm that covered a hundred miles behind him was approaching towards the holy city of the two races in front.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the holy city of the alliance between the two tribes, which was like a bird's nest, the people of the two tribes were celebrating.

They had already heard about the human race, and many lower-class races had been captured one after another these days, and the number of sacrifices was finally enough.

This means that the two tribes can feel at ease before the next sacrificial day.

This incident made the people of both tribes excited and excited, followed by laughter and laughter, and the whole city was boiling.

Although the previous sky fire caused great damage to the city and the protective formations were basically exhausted, the repairs in the past few months have still made some progress.

In this bustle, many people from both tribes gathered towards the square between the two palaces, where a refining process was taking place.

This refining has been going on for a long time and is about to end.

The one who took charge of the refining was the National Master of the Mirror Shadow Clan, and the one being refined was Duanmu Zang of the Human Clan.

Many monks from both tribes are familiar with Duanmuzang. Many people around them have disappeared for many years, and they were eventually investigated to be related to Duanmuzang.

Therefore, during these days of refining, people from both tribes would go and watch.

At this moment, in this square, Duanmu Zang's head and limbs were nailed into a huge mirror, and bursts of white energy emitted from his body and merged into the mirror.

This mirror is exactly the mirror treasure that was shattered that day.

The weapon spirit inside has been shattered and is now being reshaped.

The blood in Duanmu Zang's body continued to flow, and the pain caused by the refining of his life made his body tremble and his expression distorted. Even if you look closely, you can see that most of the bones in his body have collapsed and all the tendons have been torn.

Nascent Soul was also imprisoned, with countless weird maggots gnawing at it.

The collapsed secret vault was filled with deathly aura, attracting a large number of evil spirits to devour it.

Apparently he had endured endless torture before.

But all the pain did not make him cry out.

The backbone of the human race allowed him to face the situation with a smile even when he was at the end of the road, unwilling to show any vulnerability.

He stared at the figure sitting cross-legged in mid-air and heard a hoarse voice.

"Old man, it still takes so long to refine. The Mirror Shadow Clan is indeed a waste."

The person sitting cross-legged in mid-air was an old man with a rock body. This man was the national master of the Mirror Shadow Clan. He looked at Duanmu Zang coldly and spoke calmly.

"When you become my mirror spirit, I will let you swallow your people with your own mouth. You will like the taste."