Killing God

Chapter 39 Slaughter

For some reason, Shen Shi's heart suddenly jumped. ∑

Since entering this Wentian Secret Realm and recalling these days, Shen Shi found that he had seen blood many times, and also smelled blood many times. The smell of blood flowing from the human body or the body of other creatures, the invisible and colorless breath that permeated the air, suddenly seemed to have a faint red dark curtain covering his eyes, making this world full of It became a blood red.

He was shocked and took a step back. Then he saw that the universe was the same as before. It turned out that it was just an illusion just now.

The wind blew his face, Xiao Hei hummed a little nervously at his feet, Shen Shi looked down at it, and then whispered: "Xiao Hei, let's go and take a look."

After a few days away from the bloodfang tribe, looking from a distance, the strange monster tribe is still piled up with various stone houses, sitting alone in the center of this huge wilderness, and he There is no difference when you leave.

The sun has slowly risen, and the temperature has slowly risen and become hot. Shen Shi slowly walked towards the tribe, but walked very carefully along the way. From time to time, he carefully observed the surrounding environment with a little vigilance, with a solemn and stern expression on his face, as if he was facing an enemy. Except for the sunlight, the withered grass, and the gravel on the Gobi Desert, he didn't see anything unusual on the flat wasteland.

It's just that the blood in the air, as he gets closer to the Bloodfang tribe, it also thickens.

Shen Shi's face gradually became gloomy, and there was already a hint of uncertainty in his heart. After confirming that there was indeed no danger around, he accelerated his pace a few minutes and quickly walked to the entrance of the Bloodfang tribe.

A few days ago, the Iron Monkey and the Mountain Wolf of the Bloodfang tribe were here and brought him into the Bloodfang tribe.

When he got here, the blood in the air was as strong as the substance, and Shen Shi took a step forward, his pupils shrank slightly, and a severed hand was thrown on the side of the road not far from his feet.

Shen Shi silently knelt down and took a look. The severed hand was chopped off with the arm, and there were many thick scales on the back and wrist of the hand, which were obviously the obvious characteristics of the monsters. The blood on the severed hand wound has dried up, and the dense white bones are entangled with the hideous flesh wound, which looks extremely terrifying.

And with this as the beginning, when Chen Shi stood up silently and continued to walk into the depths of the tribe cautiously, a scene of extremely **** and cruel scenes pulled the scroll before his eyes.

Stumps and broken arms, traces of blood, as long as the eyes can see, these things are everywhere. On the road, in the house, in every corner of the stone wall of doors and windows, you can see the corpses of the monsters in the bloodtooth tribe. . The people of the Bloodfang tribe who were still alive a few days ago have now turned into corpses, and there is no sound anymore. Some are just so strong that it can hardly be removed, like a scene of **** in Shenshi Slowly staged before.

Everyone seems to have died so tragically, there is no sound in the entire Bloodfang tribe, except for the occasional wind on the wasteland, rustling.

Shen Shi silently looked at the terrible scene before him. He hadn't spoken for a long time, and Xiao Hei, who had been with him, looked strangely quiet.

Suddenly, when Shen Shi's gaze swept around, his eyes condensed suddenly, but he raised his head and looked at a certain place carefully, and then walked quickly over. There was a large stone house. On the threshold of the house, there was a tall corpse of the Bloodfang demon tribe, but there was no head. It was about Zhang Xu away, and a head rolled over there. It seemed that this monster clan had just heard some movement, and when he was about to rush out of the house, he was chopped off his head and killed.

Shen Shi's face looked stern and cold. He first glanced at the headless corpse, and then quickly walked to the side of the head in front, knelt down and turned the head over.

It was a ferocious, angry but desperate face, his eyes wide open and he did not close until he died, facing this face, Shen Shi was somewhat familiar.

He is an iron monkey.

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Shen Shi stared at this face in silence for a while, then gently put it back on the ground.

He stood up and continued to walk forward.

As far as I can see, the horrors of the slaughter are still appearing. There are corpses of monsters in the Bloodfang tribe everywhere, and many of them have serious injuries. Mutilated limbs can be seen everywhere. The unknown murderer had unimaginable hostility, and then all vented on everyone in this tribe.

According to Shen Shi’s contact with the Bloodfang tribe some time ago, he could feel that the strength of the people in this strange demonic tribe is actually not that powerful. Compared with the authentic demonic tribe that has been passed down for a long time in the Hongmeng world and is known as the son of heaven, blood The strength of the Ya tribe is very weak, and most of the time, the only thing they can rely on is a brute force that can barely pass.

As for the most powerful demon clan bloodline talent, and various strange and powerful secret methods, I have never seen it. Is it because of the mixed bloodlines that caused these monster races to lose their bloodline ability?

Shen Shi also had this kind of speculation in his mind, because in the past years, in the demon world, many demon tribes paid no more attention to blood, and the contempt and killing of the poor concealment of mixed blood was commonplace, leaving Shen Shi deeply. impression.

But, who is the murderer who caused all this?

Shen Shi subconsciously thought of the two Yuan Shimen disciples Sun Heng had told him, were they Song Pi and Gu Ziteng? Shen Shi silently recalled the several times he had met Song Pi in the past, and frowned slightly. Although he had a bad impression of the son of Song Jiawan, in his memory, it seemed that Song Pi did not seem to be able to do such crazy and **** things. Characters.

To slaughter the many lives of the entire Bloodfang tribe in desperation, this kind of absolutely terrifying thing cannot be done by ordinary people.

Walking forward in such silence for a while, in the suffocating blood, after seeing so many tragic corpses and the whole Bloodfang tribe seemed to have no one living person, Shen Shi saw the front. The only two-story stone house in the Bloodfang tribe, and a stone pillar that he hadn't seen before in the largest clearing of the tribe in front of it.

In this clearing, the corpses were much denser than other places. The Bloodfang demon tribe, big and small, old and young died in this clearing, almost all their corpses lying down under the stone pillar.

Although there were too many miserable scenes on the way here, the sudden misery in front of him still made Shen Shi nauseous, and his pupils shrank slightly. He gritted his teeth and made his heart a little harder, walked over slowly, and after scanning the surrounding corpses, he finally landed on the stone pillar.

The stone pillar is black and not too big. On the top is a stone dragon carved with a black body. The teeth and claws on the side are lifelike. The carvings on this black dragon statue seem to be much finer than any stone tools in the Bloodfang tribe.

Shen Shi looked at it for a moment, and suddenly remembered the day when he left the other day. When Iron Monkey sent himself out of the tribe, he mentioned that Shen Shi would come back in a few days, because in a few days it would be a year for the Bloodfang tribe. It was once the "Black Dragon Festival".

The so-called Black Dragon Festival, it looks like the dragon-shaped statue carved on this stone pillar, right?

Standing under the stone pillar, Shen Shi was of course equivalent to standing amidst a large corpse, a little dazed, and looked up at the black dragon statue.

I don’t know what the black dragon eye was carved with. At least, Shen Shi has never seen it inside or outside the Bloodfang tribe. It is round and shiny, and it also shines with a somewhat mysterious aura, at the moment when his eyes meet each other. Suddenly, Shen Shi shook his body, as if he felt that this black dragon had come alive. He was staring at himself with a kind of indifferent gaze looking down on the world from a god.

He was shocked and instinctively took a step back.

After a while, the black dragon stone statue returned to its original appearance, and nothing seemed to have changed. What was there just now was an inexplicable illusion of Shen Shi.

Shen Shi's mood was a bit perplexed. There seemed to be some strange secret hidden in this bloodfang tribe, but he had not discovered it, but now it seems that it should have been with these bloodfang monster tribes for many years. It's related to the weird dragon **** he believes in.

He glanced at the black dragon stone statue one last time, then walked over, and entered the two-story stone house where the bloodtooth chief lived.

The stone house is also very quiet, and different from the hell-like scene outside, there does not seem to be too many signs of chaos inside, and even Shen Shi did not see the corpse lying around. It seems that when the tragedy happened, it was here. There have not been many fights and massacres.

Shen Shi followed the stone ladder to the second floor from the side. He still remembered that there should be a strange room with only three walls, the side facing the north was empty, and the favorite of the Bloodfang Patriarch was to sit here. Looking at the depths of the wilderness in the north, there is the forbidden land passed down by the Bloodfang tribe for countless years, and it is the place to suppress the ancient monsters in the legend.

It didn't take long before he walked into this strange three-sided stone house again.

Everything seems to be the same as when he came for the first time before. The furnishings in this room are the same as before, not to mention that there are no dead bodies and fighting marks, even a few stone tables in the room. The stool was also placed well, as if it were two worlds with the tragic appearance of the tribe outside.

Shen Shi's brows wrinkled, his eyes swept across this strange room, but he didn't find any weirdness, but when he slowly walked to the edge of the empty stone house facing north, he suddenly bowed his head, but I saw that at the edge of the ground, there was a faint blood stain left in the cracks of the stones.

Shen Shi's pupils shrank slightly, squatting down and observing for a moment, suddenly jumped up, and Xiao Hei jumped straight down, and landed outside the back wall of the north side of this stone house.

The dry and hard surface also has a layer of dusty and gravel wasteland, which is extremely thick. The sinking stone carefully searched the neighborhood, and then found a new pool of bloodstains without too much effort, and there were two lines of rapid and messy footprints. It seemed that he was staggering forward in panic, and the direction of travel was toward the depths of the northern wilderness.

Shen Shi stared at these blood stains and those footprints, and after a while slowly stood up, raised his head, and took a deep look into the mysterious and vast northern wilderness that seemed boundless.

The sky and the earth are gray and dark clouds gather, like wind and rain are coming.