Chapter 272 271: Founding a sect

The sky was gloomy, and under the invisible clouds, Lou Jinchen almost thought that this place was not the human world. Especially when the other party asked him why he thought this was the human world, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

In his heart, this world has always belonged to the human world, but when the other person didn't think so, he suddenly couldn't tell others that this was the human world.

An impulse suddenly arose in his heart.

This impulse is not anger, but sadness and indignation after seeing the lives of people in this city.

This is a kind of sympathy and compassion for similar people.

He felt he had to do something.

He is the best among human beings in this world. What does he think he must do? If all races compete together in this world, then he, as the best among human beings, must stand up.

This bird-headed man said that this world does not belong to humans, so humans must use their own efforts to gain a foothold in this world.

Originally, human beings were the protagonists of this world, and all other alien species could only hide in the corners of the mountains. However, in this change of world, so many monks have benefited, and as one of those who benefited,

Lou Jinchen felt that he had this obligation.

The sword that just killed the bird-headed man seemed to have pierced the void and released the sunlight hidden by the darkness. But with this stab now, his sword seemed to be unable to withstand such strong force and broke out strips.

sword wire.

Lou Jinchen said coldly, his voice seemed to come out through the sword, and his thoughts also wanted to speak through the sword.

So Lou Jinchen spontaneously pulled out his sword. He didn't say anything because he saw contempt and arrogance in the eyes of these crows. It was as if they were superior to others, as if they were superior, as if in their eyes, humans were just their food.

When he returned to Jiangzhou and saw his master Yanchuan, all the depression and confusion in his body disappeared.

Some people were like crazy, saying: "What can we do? What can we do? The Crow God is gone, and if other demons come, what will we do?"

When Lou Jinchen feels that he cannot be reasonable with others, he will have a sword to speak.

The sword light shines, dispelling the darkness.

Because the fact is that the human population is rapidly decreasing in this world, demons are rampant, and mysterious spirits are invading.

And Lou Jinchen knew clearly that the moment the sword penetrated their bodies, he felt the sinister thoughts in them.

He made a circle and then walked towards Jiangzhou City. The further he walked, the clearer his heart became, and the further he walked, the more he understood what he should do.

"This is the city where you are told to die? Does anyone in your heart tell you about your death?" Lou Jinchen asked coldly.

The place where he lives is not far from the center of the city. If you open the window slightly, you can see the altar in the center of the city.

The look in the eyes of the man with a bird's head and body opposite him changed, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"

He ran all the way home, panicked and frightened in his heart. After calming down for a while, he came to the window on the second floor and quietly opened it.

So when they saw that the crow, which was a divine messenger in their hearts, was dead, no one dared to come out. They still waited until dawn, and then one by one people poked their heads out of the house, and then looked at each other with their neighbors.

At this time, they felt an inexplicable panic in their hearts. They didn't know what they were going to face.

"Aren't all human beings the same in your mind? Why do you care who I am?"

I finally saw clearly what this world has become.

Bamboo can break into tiny bamboo strands, and so can a sword.

Lou Jinchen did not answer his words, but said this, which made him feel blasphemous.

Lou Jinchen did not go to the address on the letter he saw from Chen Jin to look for them. In his opinion, even if Chen Jin would encounter any enemies in the fifth realm, if he really wanted to leave, it would still be relatively difficult.

Easy.

"Master can understand clearly." Lou Jinchen said.

There was a chirping sound.

All along, his eyes have been looking at the same cultivators around him, but now he sees ordinary people at a lower level, enslaved by some demons.

The other person stood there, as if all the opportunities, all the will, and all the killing intent had been integrated into that sword.

After the bird-headed man uttered the word "death", the brilliant light broke through his head and dispersed his consciousness.

And he prayed for Lou Jinchen's death in his heart.

Before, everything obeyed the crows. Now if all the crows die at once, who will they obey?

Is there anyone who can protect us?

That word of death disintegrated under his sword.

No one knows that Lou Jinchen is groping for the cultivation of heaven and earth, while Yanchuan is groping for the cultivation of his own registered disciples.

Because he saw that the people in the big city were no longer human beings. Even so, they were still enslaved, and the people who enslaved them were also non-human beings.

Some people were crying.

"This time you travel, you seem to be much clearer, and your eyes are no longer always looking at the sky." Yanchuan said.

Lou Jinchen sat there, poured a glass of wine for his master, and said: "Master left the capital and returned to his hometown to build the Huoling Temple. He has always accepted disciples. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish. It is really amazing.

People admire you!”

When a person looks back and cannot see the road and home he came from, he will surely get lost in the vast starry sky and road, and will eventually perish.

The sword threads are not brilliant, but they are very clear and bright.

Lou Jinchen didn't want to answer this person. He knew that his answer, no matter what he said, would be feeble.

"Who are you? What's wrong with the city?" The bird-headed man was horrified.

It shone into the eyes of the man with a bird's head and human body, and reflected in his heart.

Hearing a crow landing on the roof, he was frightened and quickly closed the window. But with just a brief glance, he saw the stranger who was blocking him walking towards the altar.

But in his eyes, he had already seen a glimmer of light.

They looked at each other at the crows that fell to the ground and burned into skeletons. The crows, which were originally extremely arrogant and wanted to take life and death, now looked like the humans they had killed at will, lying in the middle of the road, lying on the roof, no one

Collect the corpses, the dead can no longer die.

"Well, I never thought that far. Everything is driven by my heart." Yanchuan said, "What are you going to do when you come back this time?"

He had a clear understanding in his heart.

There are many sects, but the idea of ​​these sects is that everyone should come together to protect themselves, and the places with the most humans are in some big cities.

There wasn't much hope in their eyes, but there was still some kind of expectation deep in their eyes, and they didn't even know what they were expecting.

This is the panic in their hearts.

There are thousands of languages ​​in this world, but there must be a language called sword language.

The soul of death in his heart uttered a word.

After these sword wires penetrated their bodies, the crows burned instantly and fell towards the ground. Before they completely fell to the ground, they were already burned to ashes.

In his perception, the person in front of him was like a sharp fire, and the flame of the fire was like a sharp needle!

Lou Jinchen has gone far and is still wandering around the world. He sees all kinds of people.

The soft sound of horse hooves trampled on the silent stone slabs and reached their ears. They watched the stranger leave the city and the sound of horse hooves was no longer heard.

Qiao Furi met Lou Jinchen before. He was caught by Lou Jinchen before. He heard Lou Jinchen's questions in his ears, but he was so nervous that he heard nothing.

"I didn't understand anything, I just deduced it from your previous state and your current state, which can be regarded as a verification of my feelings for you." Yanchuan said.

There was fear in his heart because he knew very well that the foreigner was a human being. When the "bird-headed" priest asked, he was flustered. This question made him afraid.

Before they could put away their thoughts, they saw the sword light turning around again, but the sword light flew up again instantly, and the wisps of sword light were like golden threads.

Then, they saw that the crows, who were in awe in their hearts like angels, instantly turned into fireballs and burned. They had not completely fallen to the ground and had been burned to ashes.

The happy people immediately went home to pack their things and leave.

The moment this sound appeared, the proud crow on the roof flew up in fright.

"Because there are things in this world that I yearn for, and there are also things that I don't want. Although I yearn for the starry sky and great freedom, I want to do something within my power before I reach that step."

This sword light shocked the world that enveloped their hearts.

"die."

Of course, this premise is that you cannot encounter some monsters from the Sixth Realm.

"You have finally come this far." Yanchuan sighed.

At that time, he just wanted to break away from Lou Jinchen's pull and go home quickly, and he thought in his heart that those crows must not see him coming into contact with this outsider.

It's like it's impossible for a human being to feel sympathy for a potato.

This sword god-like sword light turned the nightmare-like existence's head into ashes in an instant.

Then, they all heard the continuous questioning. They did not hear any strong answers from the stranger, but they saw the small sword hairpin in the stranger's hand shining with sword light.

The bodies of these crows seem to be quite different from the physical bodies of real crows, and are easier to burn, like oil on fire.

He was originally as indifferent as a cloud, with an impenetrable look, but now his sharp edge showed up, but his sharp edge did not come from himself, but from the small sword in his hand.

The sword in Lou Jinchen's hand became brighter and brighter. The light from the tip of the sword was bright and dazzling, yet extremely condensed. The bird-headed man who saw the sword asked again.
To be continued...