V6.Chapter 557

The original blue sky has been covered with a layer of red color, like a red sun that is about to set, rendering the surrounding sky into a thrilling red.

However, in this red, there are countless thick smoke curling up, and countless people wailing in the city. Collapsed tall buildings can be seen everywhere, and debris can be seen everywhere.

One of the most seriously broken is a luxury courtyard near the back mountain of the city.

In this city, the status of this courtyard is undoubtedly decisive. It embodies the wisdom and hard work of the Huo family, the Qianshan gate, and even all the craftsmen on the whole Penglai Fairy Island. The most luxurious manor that was built a few years later has been completely wiped out from the world by great power.

Although other parts of the city are seriously damaged, they collapse everywhere. But in this manor, it seems that monsters weighing hundreds of tons have ravaged it for ten days and nights, and no complete bricks and tiles can be found.

He Yiming hung in midair. He quietly looked at the bottom. I don't know when, his fists have been firmly tightened. In his heart, there was an unspeakable anger rising slowly.

This anger came from his heart, and his whole body was rippling with a fierce murderous intent.

Baozhu's nose twitched a few times, and it cautiously said, "it's Samoud. There's its smell here."

White horse thunder glanced at it unhappily. As long as it's not an idiot, then after coming here and sensing the atmosphere here, it must be able to know who the real murderer caused all this is.

It was because he knew the culprit that he Yiming fell into such a state of rage at this time. But Baozhu added fuel to the sentence here, wouldn't it make he Yiming more sad.

He Yiming's body moved slightly, and he Yiming had come to the most thoroughly destroyed ruins.

His mental thoughts turned quickly, and his face became more and more iron blue.

Although he had a premonition, his heart was still more sinking without sensing a living person.

When he left with the Western dragon Samoud, all the top-level figures in the whole dry mountain city, including all the second-generation members of the Huo family, were here. But at this moment, there is no breath of life here.

Looking at the mess in this place, he Yiming knew that it was impossible for him to find the dead body in such a place.

He took a deep breath. There was a trace of sulfur and strong smoke in the air, which almost made him cough. With the strength he now has, he should have this physical reaction, which is also the reason why people can't calmly accept the great changes in his heart.

"There are no dead people here, or there are few dead people." The sound of 108 suddenly rang.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. He couldn't help turning around and said, "brother Bai, what are you talking about?"

"In this courtyard, there is no obvious trace of the dead."

"How do you know?" He Yiming's mood was suddenly boosted, but he still asked in a deep voice.

"Human remains are different from construction waste." Hundred and eight said slowly, and then he closed his mouth. Looking at the posture, it seemed that he didn't intend to speak.

However, he Yiming was already satisfied with this answer.

He was most worried about the Huo family. If they had any problems, he would be embarrassed when facing Huo Dongcheng.

So many Shinto strongmen in Penglai Fairy Island, but also let the Western dragon kill, no matter from any point of view, he can't forgive his negligence.

However, now his words made him put down the most worrying thing in his heart.

He Yiming looked up with a long spit, and his eyes once again fell on the flames that rose and burned, turning into black smoke in ruins.

Slowly, his relaxed face tightened again.

"He Shenjun..."

A not too loud voice came up from below.

He Yiming's eyes turned and he immediately saw a middle-aged man raising his head and softly greeting in an ordinary house in the distance.

Seeing this person, he Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up. He has recognized that this person is Zhang heti, the congenital strong man who is the best friend with the Huo family in the Qianshan gate.

He Yiming fell directly from the high altitude in this way. His speed was naturally fast to the extreme in the eyes of a congenital master. It seems that with such a stunned Kung Fu, Zhang heti has seen he Yiming in front of his eyes. He even doesn't know how he Yiming flew down from the air.

Looking at he Yiming's cold eyes, he shivered and hurriedly said, "see he Shenjun."

He Yiming nodded slowly and said, "where are the Huo family?"

Zhang heti secretly said that the Huo family was really lucky. After a Huo Dongcheng worshipped at the door of Chu Haozhou, even he Yiming, who had been promoted to Shinto, was so concerned about the Huo family. However, the real owner of this city, qianshanmen, is not taken to heart by he Yiming at all.

No matter what he thought, he dared not delay in the face of he Yiming's inquiry.

"He Shenjun, everyone in the Huo family is well. They were escorted to a place ten miles outside the city by the grandmaster himself long before the Dragon arrived." Zhang and Ti respectfully said.

He Yiming's eyes flashed, and the sharp cold light made Zhang heti almost stop breathing.

"Zhan Hongtu made preparations so early in advance. Does he know that the dragon will come back?" He Yiming asked word by word.

At this moment, he Yiming was a little suspicious of Zhan Hongtu, who could predict the future.

Dragon eggs come from Penglai Fairy Island. Is it Zhan Hongtu's masterpiece that manipulates all this behind the scenes and steals dragon eggs from the Western dragon.

Zhang Helian hurriedly said, "Lord he Shenjun, it has been recorded in ancient books that the Western dragon is the most vengeful race among all the divine beasts in the world. Once they are enemies with them, they will not only kill all the enemies who are fighting against them, but also their hometown will be attacked most strongly." After a pause, he continued, "so after you led the Dragon away, the old ancestor immediately ordered everyone to withdraw from the city and not return within ten days."

He Yiming thought for a moment, and finally rejected the possibility of Zhan Hong Tu playing tricks behind his back.

It's not that he believes others so easily, but that Zhan Hongtu's strength is really not on the table. If even a venerable person can go to the western world and successfully steal dragon eggs to the eastern world. Then he Yiming is very suspicious of how these dragon families survived safely in the long time.

Zhang heti sighed. He turned his head and looked at the miserable scene in the city. His face was sad and said, "but unfortunately, we didn't expect that the Western dragon would come back so soon..."

Until now, there was a trace of pain on Zhang heti's face. It was real pain due to sadness. The feelings revealed from his eyes could not deceive the mental induction of a powerful Shinto.

He Yiming looked down his eyes and saw the sad scene all over the city. His heart began to twitch again.

"Didn't Zhan Hongtu anticipate that the dragon would return? Why didn't he let the people in the city leave?" He Yiming asked coldly.

Zhang heti was cold in his heart. He heard a trace of awesome power from he Yiming's words. His body trembled slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "he Shenjun, there are so many people in the city that we can't inform them all or make them believe." He paused, with a deep sadness in his eyes: "after all, this is their home, and no one is willing to leave their home."

He Yiming's eyebrows were slightly raised. Somehow, in his heart, there was a faint touch.

After seeing the expression of the old man in front of him, he seemed to have a strange feeling of empathy.

Qianshan city is the gateway of Qianshan gate and the inheritance and spirit of this sect. For an old man like Zhang heti, the status of this city in his mind is already supreme, just like the weight of the main peak of Tianchi in the eyes of Tianchi disciples.

However, on this day, the city, which has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, suffered the greatest catastrophe in history. Moreover, it was the divine beast they could not resist that caused the catastrophe.

In Zhang heti's eyes, there was even no desire for revenge.

In addition to deep hatred, there was only self blame and despair in those eyes.

Looking at Zhang heti with pain on his face, listening to the wailing everywhere, I sensed a kind of lingering pain in the air.

He Yiming raised his head. His eyes shook violently with the black smoke that was still burning and rising into the sky.

After a long time, he Yiming's steady voice slowly rang out.

"Please tell the Huo family and Zhan Hongtu... He must give them an account of this matter."

Zhang and Ti Wei were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that he Yiming suddenly spoke to him.

He quickly restrained his mind and said, "he Shenjun, what do you mean..."

He Yiming looked back, with a very serious look in his eyes, and his voice as cold as a knife was like his oath to the city.

"Only blood can repay the debt of blood."

He Yiming rose in the air and flew to a distant place.

Bai08 and Baozhu looked at each other and followed closely. Only Zhang He, who was on the ground, stared at the air with tongue tied eyes, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

"What are you going to do?" A hundred and eight voices came from afar.

He Yiming looked up at the sky. He quietly felt the huge pressure from all directions. He said in an absolutely calm voice, "I... Want to control the field."