The Lord who use immortals as food

But this is also the last time.

It's now just a very tough but tasty snack.

The Immortal Lord held the hilt of the sword tightly, holding the vigorous but feeble struggle in his palm. Something like ice crystals formed from dragon blood slowly climbed up the hilt.

Starting from the hilt of the sword, the blue dragon's blood covered the sword body bit by bit, like a frost snake slowly swallowing the sword, or like some kind of moss growing on the bright sword body.

And they are struggling to penetrate downwards, trying to penetrate into the sword body, and some have already succeeded.

The trembling of Zhanxin Liuli became weaker and weaker, and the dragon frost slowly covered the entire sword body.

But after the sharp dragon frost ice crystals penetrated the surface, it was difficult for them to penetrate further.

The Immortal Lord shook slightly, the ice crystals fell off, and the exposed sword was infected with blue lines, like a twisted parasite.

The golden eyes fell on this sword, which took a long time to "digest", but he didn't have this time now.

He threw the sword casually, and when the sharp object broke through the air very quickly, it made not a bang, but a scream.

A stream of light flashed across, and the sword penetrated the body of the woman who had just stood up on the ground, nailing her back to the ground.

The purple electric frost attached to it spread to all the limbs and bones. Ming Qitian held the hilt of the sword on her chest, but was unable to pull it out for a moment.

She managed to raise her head, and the figure in the sky was slowly descending.

But it was not directed at her. The figure fell back to the tower again, looking down at the small town.

Ming Qitian frowned slightly - what does he want to do?

The Immortal Lord stands on the tower.

He slowly raised his hand and aimed at a group of houses at the foot of the city wall.

With a slight squeeze of his fingers and claws, the entire city exploded into pieces.

Dozens of houses were razed to the ground in an instant. Ming Qitian barely raised her hand to support her energy, and the flying wood and rocks almost buried her again.

Hundreds of people were lifted up in the air by invisible hands, men, women, old and young. Each person's neck seemed to have a rope hanging from the sky, forming a shocking and terrifying scene.

The finger claw raised by the Immortal Lord slowly decomposed, reappearing the scene in the mountain, and turned into hundreds of small pieces of blue flesh.

They flew forward, each one seemed to be gliding along an invisible thread, and at the end of each thread was a terrified and struggling common man.

'Don't. ’

Ming Qitian thought, her hand holding the hilt of the sword tried again, but the numbness and severe pain in her body made her fail again.

In the sky, those pieces of flesh touched the human body, and the suspended people began to mutate one after another. It was no longer just infected on the head, but turned into ferocious monsters from head to toe. At this time, these "spies" no longer had to hide. Own.

It was as if the threads hanging them were suddenly disconnected, and these monsters fell to the ground one after another, and then rushed toward the city nimbly and fiercely on the roofs, on the streets, and on the treetops.

Like hounds spreading out.

They will find many related things in a short period of time, bringing dozens or even hundreds of "threads" to the fairy.

But the Immortal Lord will not sit still and wait.

He simultaneously set out to destroy the city.

From under his feet, frost crawled out of the ground, quickly infecting the entire city wall under his feet, and then spread into the city.

Then, He gently raised his newly sprouted finger claws, and the hard scales that were tightly fastened suddenly opened, revealing the strong and wriggling flesh underneath.

The viscous blue liquid rose up from the open openings of these scales, gathered in front of the Immortal Lord, and gradually turned into a liquid ball larger than his body.

If Pei Ye could see it, he would be able to tell what it is at a glance - ambergris, such a huge amount of ambergris!

The ambergris saliva in front of him was still gathering, and the Immortal Lord stretched out another claw and pointed towards the sky.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The clouds began to gather, and the wind rose from nowhere, blowing the leaves scattered on the street.

The "Feng Boyu Master Sword Sacrifice" created by Ming Qitian was like a child playing in front of such great power.

Although the "Wind Master Chapter" can cause wind, the "Rain Master Chapter" can only control the rain in the rainy days that have already arrived. It is said that only the Heavenly Tower realm can use the "Rain Master Chapter" to make rain.

But in front of this immortal king, the heaven and the earth seemed like servants who bowed their heads and obeyed orders. He just raised his hand, and the sky became dark, the earth became dark, and wind and rain came together.

The Immortal Lord's hand that condensed the ambergris stopped at this moment. The liquid ball was close to the size of a house. He raised his hand gently, and the liquid ball shot into the sky.

Ming Qitian watched these movements, and just when she realized what he was doing, a loud noise came from in front of her.

Ming Qitian's vision moved down, and she saw people running towards this side in panic and crying. Behind them, frost covered them, and more than a dozen "hounds" were running among them.

These monsters do not harm people. They are entirely designed to find their targets faster, but the panic and panic they bring have caused many casualties.

When two monsters passed by, they suddenly became certain. Their ferocious heads turned towards Ming Qitian, and their golden pupils locked onto her.

They pounced.

But as soon as they left the ground, several water droplets streaked through their heads like swords.

An arm wrapped around Ming Qitian's waist, leading her to jump back.

"I've been waiting for a long time. He probably isn't paying attention right now." Xing Zhi whispered behind her ear.

"Thank you." Ming Qitian grabbed Xing Zhi's wrist and said quickly, "We have to get people to hide quickly and don't expose them outdoors -"

Her voice suddenly stopped, and a drop of cold rain fell on her cheek.

She raised her head and saw more than just rain.

As if you were in a ghostland, thousands of blue fireworks slowly floated down from the sky, and the raindrops passing by them were illuminated for a moment and then disappeared.

And in the background behind all this, black frost infested the sky.

…

In the county government.

Yue Muzhou couldn't see, but he heard the sound of the wind and felt the dampness and coldness. His body, which was full of injuries, began to feel dull pain.

Chang Zhiyuan sat next to him. This old man was much healthier than him, but also suffered from rheumatism. He was tapping his leg gently at this time.

But the pain in his legs was not only due to the rain, but more from fatigue.

In the past few hours, he has been coordinating and arranging all the existing forces in Fenghuai, taking the trouble to personally confirm every detail, and giving a detailed explanation of every area in the city.

He is just an ordinary old man. In the past twelve years, he has performed his duties to ensure the livelihood of the people. His subordinates have used their strength to fight against petty thieves. He has never learned how to face such an enemy.

He could not move the entire Fenghuai County seat, nor could he keep the enemy outside the city gates. He could only try his best to let the people live as long as possible.

The instructions to padlock the door from the outside to pretend that no one is inhabited, and to deflate the air before hiding in the cellar are something Xing Zhi and the others would never expect, because only the truly weak and powerless can truly empathize with ordinary people.

At this time, the old man's work was finally completed. All county government officials and state reinforcements had been dispatched, leaving only Zhu Gaoyang, who was locked up, to look after him.

He moved a maza and placed it next to the wheelchair. The two helpless old men sat on the porch and waited together.

"Is it going to rain?" Yue Muzhou said hoarsely.

"Yeah, it got dark very suddenly." Chang Zhiyuan rubbed his legs and looked at the horizon with a frown.