Chapter 124: Zhao Linger's Expectations

Barren state.

This Daozhou that dominated the Eastern Region a year ago is now suffering from war.

Many monks are insecure and live a life of fear.

In the sky, from time to time, you can see the creatures of the Abyss in twos and threes, driving chariots and shouting forward.

The ones pulling the chariot forward were not ferocious beasts with rare blood, but living human monks. Their shoulders were penetrated by dark iron chains on both sides, and their blood was flowing. They endured the severe pain and gritted their teeth desperately. Rushing forward, eyes filled with pain and fear.

The Abyss creatures riding in the chariot are covered with hard bone armor and have a pair of dark green eyes, full of cruelty and ferocity.

They waved the whips in their hands and hit the monks pulling the cart from time to time, as if they were whipping animals, and they made harsh laughter from their mouths.

"Hurry, faster!"

"Listen up, from today on, you will be the slaves of my Bone Clan for the rest of your life!"

On the street, people occasionally looked up and saw this scene. They were so angry that they gritted their teeth and felt very ashamed. However, due to the current situation in Huangzhou, they had no choice but to keep their dissatisfaction in their stomachs.

The race represented by the Mingyuan army that occupied the Huangzhou was the Bone Clan, which ranked among the top five among the hundreds of Mingyuan tribes and had amazing natural defense power.

The barren state now belongs to them. During this time, they made fun of killing and torturing human beings at will!

"Damn it, is my deserted state going to be darkened by the sun?"

"Senior Ye's reputation made the major states in the Eastern Region dare not underestimate him. These good days have only passed before something like this happened!"

"Hey, even Xuantian Sect can't protect itself now. Even if Senior Ye appears, he won't be able to change anything."

"Everyone, we'd better wish for ourselves!"

There were a lot of discussions in the teahouse, and the atmosphere was depressing and dull.

Even the storyteller was listless, sitting on his chair and sighing, worried about the future of Huangzhou.

Sudden.

A man rushed over and shouted: "Come out and see, the Bone Clan is going to publicly execute a monk who resists again. It is said that this time it is Fairy Zhao of the Xuantian Sect!"

"What!?"

In the teahouse, everyone was shocked and quickly stood up and rushed out.

at this time.

Around the execution platform, there were Bone Clan soldiers on strict guard, holding sharp spears, and the dark green eyes behind their masks were cold and ruthless.

There were a lot of onlookers, and everyone looked ugly.

Because this kind of public execution is just a slap in the face of the people of Huangzhou!

They can do nothing but watch their compatriots being killed by aliens!

"Give me a good look, this is the fate of those who resist!"

A three-meter-tall Bone Tribe strongman stood on the stage, looking up at the woman in blue who was hung high by a black iron chain, with weak breath and dripping with blood, and sneered:

"I heard that you have a high status in Xuantian Sect? Haha, even your elders dare not open the mountain door and only dare to huddle inside. How dare you sneak out? Where are you going?"

The woman in blue had blood stains on her face, her teeth were clenched, she was stubborn and refused to beg for mercy, her eyes were full of hatred.

Her name is Zhao Ling'er, she is the daughter of Emperor Wei of the Wei Dynasty. After being brought to Xuantian Sect by Ye Junlin, she worked hard to practice. Due to her extraordinary talent and the possession of top-quality water spiritual roots, she was later taken to the Xuantian Sect by her master, the Master of Tianxiang Peak. Sundial cultivated for three hundred years, and when he came out again, his cultivation had reached the peak of divine transformation.

Of course, due to the speed of time, only three days have passed in the outside world, but she is no longer the young girl she was before. She has a well-developed figure, a slim waist, long legs, and a slim figure.

Later, the Ming Yuan army invaded, and she fought side by side with her elders. She was so skilled in water magic and so powerful that she was called Fairy Zhao by many monks.

Unfortunately, as the number of strong Bone Clan members increased, the pressure on the Xuantian Sect doubled, until the sect leader and the others were defeated and injured, and were forced to huddle in the mountain gate.

The main reason why Zhao Ling'er sneaked out this time was because she learned that Wei State was occupied and her father's life and death were unknown.

As a result, on the way to the Wei Kingdom, she encountered a patrol team of the Bone Clan, and a fierce fight ensued. Just when she was about to break through the siege, the Bone Clan general in the Fusion Realm appeared in front of her and suppressed her!

Seeing that Zhao Ling'er didn't speak, the Bone Clan general continued to sneer: "In the entire Huangzhou, your Xuantian Sect is the most troublesome, but it doesn't matter. Today my great Bone King will gather his strength again to defeat your Xuantian Sect! The people inside will be Kill them all!"

Hear the words.

Zhao Ling'er's beautiful eyes almost burst out with anger, "As long as you dare to do this, I, Master Ye Feng of the Xuantian Sect, will definitely kill all of you when I return from my travels!"

"Be bold!"

The Bone Tribe general roared angrily, and the sound waves he roared were deafening, causing Zhao Ling'er to bleed from all his orifices and have a splitting headache.

"Hmph, I've heard of the man you're talking about, his name is Ye Junlin, right? He's also been dubbed the white-haired god of death. If you ask me, it's just in name only. The reason why I don't dare to come back is because I'm scared. I'm hiding like a dog! How dare I avenge you?"

The Bone Tribe general sneered, his words mocking Ye Junlin.

"Hahaha..." The surrounding men also laughed, and the laughter was extremely harsh.

"You are not allowed to insult Master Ye!" Zhao Ling'er shouted angrily and emotionally.

She will never forget that figure that came to the Wei Kingdom like a banished immortal. It was the first time she saw Ye Junlin. It was also a major turning point in her destiny. Even if she thinks about it countless times, she will feel emotional. This is the strong man she respects and admires most in her life.

Now that the Bone Clan generals were speaking rudely, Zhao Linger was so angry that her body was shaking.

Hearing the other party humiliating Senior Ye, everyone present clenched their fists and showed grief and indignation on their faces.

Ye Junlin was recognized as the strongest man in the Wasteland State and an idol worshipped by countless cultivators in the Wasteland State. Now that he was verbally humiliated by alien creatures, they felt very uncomfortable, their eyes were bloodshot, and anger was boiling in their chests.

"Everyone, don't be impulsive!"

"The difference in strength is too great. Even if we riot collectively, we will just die in vain."

In the crowd, an old man in a gray robe with a fairy-like appearance noticed that everyone's emotions were almost out of control, and hurriedly sent a message secretly.

This person was the ancestor of the Moving Mountain Sect, Ouyang Feng!

When he broke through the God Transformation, he was so high-spirited. Later, he was hit hard by reality. Then he saw Ye Junlin's strength and was completely convinced. Until he got the opportunity from Luotian Secret Realm, he is now a powerful person who has completed the God Transformation, and is only one step away from the Fusion Realm.

In fact.

Ouyang Feng is already a talented person. After all, in such a bad situation in the Wasteland State, he was able to break through the God Transformation. Now, in more than a year, he is about to touch the threshold of the Fusion Realm. The progress is not slow.

It's just that the current situation is changing too fast. The God Transformation can only be regarded as the backbone of the combat power and cannot change the overall situation!

Seeing that Zhao Linger was about to be executed, Ouyang Feng was also very anxious, but the general of the Bone Clan was in the Fusion Realm and was powerful. Even if he took action, there was no possibility of winning.

"This group of damn Nether Abyss creatures is simply bullying too much!" Thinking of what happened during this period, Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth in hatred.

At that time, the army of the Dark Abyss was fierce and swept across the Wasteland under the leadership of the Bone Clan. After failing to resist, the Banshan Sect was forced to disband. The other three sects were the same. Except for the Xuantian Sect, they all withdrew from the mountain and did not dare to fight head-on.

There was no way.

The gap in strength was too great.

The only one who could compete with the Dark Abyss army was the Xuantian Sect in the entire Wasteland, but now it is probably going to fall!

Seeing that this group of human race dared not speak out, the general of the Bone Clan was even more proud. It stretched out a big hand covered with white bones, with tadpole-like runes entwined, emitting a strange light.

In an instant, several sharp bone spurs emerged from the void and slowly pierced into Zhao Linger's body. Blood flowed along the bone spurs, and the severe pain made her sweat profusely.

But even so, she clenched her teeth and refused to scream!

The scene was dead silent, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Everyone was in a heavy mood, their noses were sour, and their eyes were red.

The general of the Bone Clan frowned. This was not the effect it wanted!

Only by hearing this woman's painful begging for mercy or screaming could it achieve its psychological expectations.

But now, what's the matter with not saying a word? !

Not satisfied!

Not satisfied at all!

The general of the Bone Clan continued to cast spells, and several sharp bone spurs emitted a burning breath. The wounds on Zhao Linger's body seemed to be burned by flames, emitting a pungent smell of burning.

"Uh..." Zhao Linger's face was blue and veins were exposed, her face was as pale as paper, and her back teeth were almost broken.

This kind of pain is simply worse than death! !

However, she still did not beg for mercy, did not scream, but was struggling to hold on!

The general of the Bone Clan looked ugly. This woman's willpower was far beyond imagination.

If she didn't die, and was allowed to continue to grow, she would definitely be a terrible enemy in the future!

"What a good girl." Ouyang Feng's eyes were red and he was moved.

At the same time, his heart was filled with sadness.

From now on, will the cultivators of the Desolate State be like this, being bullied by the foreign race?

Others showed grief and indignation, feeling very aggrieved in their hearts.

"Senior Ye, the Desolate State needs you..." At this moment, their emotions reached their peak, and they were eager to see the invincible figure of the past again.

"Hmph, boring."

Seeing that the expected effect was not achieved, the general of the Bone Clan was furious, and waved his hand to manipulate the bone spurs to directly penetrate Zhao Linger!

"Is it finally over..." Zhao Linger knew that she was going to die, but she felt relieved.

However, at this moment, a vast pressure like the sea enveloped, and the whole world was trembling.

Everyone's breathing stopped, and the fear in their bodies was like a flood, and they dared not move.

"What, what's going on?!" The general of the Bone Clan was frightened and shivered, and his eyes widened in horror.

This kind of breath can only be felt from the king of the Bone Clan.

The next second.

It saw a shocking scene that it would never forget in its lifetime.

A mythical creature that was 100,000 meters long came with terrifying might, and the places along the way were dim and dark, even the sun was blocked, as if the whole world fell into darkness.

"The breath of the Tribulation Realm? This is the Demon Emperor!!" In the crowd, Ouyang Feng was so scared that his scalp almost exploded, and he lost his voice in horror.

Everyone's face was pale, and their eyes were full of despair.

There was an invasion of the Nether Abyss Army in front, and the Tribulation Realm Demon Emperor descended in the back. Was the Desolate State completely finished?

Suddenly, a huge divine consciousness fell on the bloody Zhao Linger, and a light exclamation sounded in the void, "Sure enough, there is a familiar feeling, have we seen it somewhere?"

Swish!

Ye Junlin flashed and appeared on the execution platform, his eyes were as bright as stars, his long silver-white hair was flying in disorder, and he was wearing a solemn black robe embroidered with gold, exuding an exclusive temperament.

Zhao Linger, whose consciousness was about to sink, suddenly brightened up after seeing the figure she had been thinking about. With a trembling voice and a hint of trepidation and uncertainty, she said, "Yes, is it you? Master Ye Feng..."