Chapter 816 Death

"Boom~! Boom~! Boom~" The sound of war drums continued to sound along with the roaring wind. Accompanied by the sound of the drums, the huge military phalanx pressed forward step by step.

The faster the drum beats, the faster they move. Everyone exhales and inhales at the same time. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers march as one person.

The enemies opposite them were densely packed followers of the Dharma religion with no end in sight. They were pulling huge Buddha statues and holding towering soul flags, and they were rushing towards them like wild beasts.

When the two sides collided, the center of the battlefield was like a flesh-and-stone mill, constantly swallowing up everything, spitting out fragments and residues, and more importantly, these residues were all alive.

When there is no death in battle, there is no longer any guarantee of death. Everything inevitably started to go to extremes.

"Ahhhh!!" Dharma believers with stone statues stuck on their heads shouted out the congratulations and rushed towards the rows of White Lotus believers.

Their bodies were obviously broken long ago, but through the stitches and the purple talismans on their foreheads, they stood up in the company of pain.

Their hands were gone, replaced by rusty blades tied to their bones. They completely turned into beasts and cattle.

The great witch said that all the pain was caused by the other party. As long as he killed the other party, Grandpa Shi Du would be merciful and let everyone rest in peace.

This kind of thing doesn't have much power, but there are enough of them, and unless they are broken into eight pieces, they will still stand up.

The two sides fought in the darkness. They fought for several days and nights. In the bloody mess, when the last bit of strength disappeared from everyone's body, the battle was forced to stop.

Everyone is full of despair and numbness, and they move completely by instinct at this moment.

Everyone dragged their exhausted bodies slowly away from the rotting battlefield of flesh and blood. They relied on their will to hold on until they were in front of their own formation, and then collapsed on the ground without consciousness.

Bai Lingmiao, who was covered in blood, staggered through the flesh and blood. They could not die. They could stand up again after regaining their strength.

As early as two days ago, Bai Lingmiao's eyes had dried up from crying. She was so exhausted that she could only ask the White Lotus believers who still had some strength to go back to the hall and sleep again.

At this moment, Bai Lingmiao's mind was buzzing, as if his mind was not his own. It was so miserable, everything was so miserable.

Looking at the squirming bloody ground formed by minced meat in the distance, Bai Lingmiao's heart no longer fluctuated at this moment. She had really experienced too much during this period.

At this moment, a group of people in black robes slowly walked through the crowd. They moved as quietly as possible so as not to wake anyone up. Every time they came to someone, they squatted down and put down a touch of red.

Soon, these people came in front of Bai Lingmiao, and also put the red color on her and the people behind her. "The pain of Ao Jing will last forever. The pain of Ao Jing will last forever."

When Bai Lingmiao took it in his hand, he realized that the red color was "Da Qian Lu".

The Nestorian believers are trying to distribute "Da Qian Lu" into everyone's hands to prepare for the next battlefield that will have no bottom line.

Bai Lingmiao's lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

If this painful "Da Qian Lu" can bring all this to an end as soon as possible. Then she understood that she was not qualified to stop what happened.

"Holy! Holy lady!!" A disheveled young man rushed to Bai Lingmiao from the side, knelt on the ground and continued to kneel to her, "Holy lady, please help my grandfather, I beg you. Got it!!”

Bai Lingmiao gently lifted him up from the ground and followed him towards the shed next to him.

There were many people lying in various low shacks. These people were not wearing armor. They were not soldiers, but coolies who came to work. They fell to the ground like logs.

Anyway, now I won't die of illness or cold. In this case, it will be the same wherever I sleep.

After walking for almost half a stick of incense, the young man suddenly turned around and rushed toward a black humanoid figure in the gutter next to him.

When the black patch of black buzzed away, Bai Lingmiao realized that it was actually a living person, who had only been covered by a thick layer of flies before.

It was an old man covered with age spots, his head was flat, his belly was leaky, there was a hole in his temple, and white maggots were surging inside.

Under normal circumstances, he would have died long ago, but he was still not dead, coughing with all his strength.

However, no matter how much he coughed, his itchy throat did not get better at all.

The young man kept wiping his tears and begged Bai Lingmiao: "Sir, please help my grandfather! He is really tired, but he can't sleep. He is really hungry, but he can't eat. Things were leaking out from underneath.”

Bai Lingmiao lowered his head and looked to the side, where the intestines had slipped into the gutter.

Without death, Bai Lingmiao couldn't do anything even if he wanted to. Besides, he was old, and he should have died of old age long ago.

This is his fate. No matter what magical powers he uses, he cannot change his destiny.

Bai Lingmiao came to the old man's side and looked at all the pain he was suffering at the moment. With a trace of mercy and pity on his face, he secretly recited the White Lotus Transcendence Sutra in his heart.

She knew it was useless, but it was all she could do at the moment.

Just when Bai Lingmiao's heart was filled with compassion, under the shocked eyes of everyone around him, the painful and desperate old man gradually stopped moving.

Soon black flies swarmed up and crawled into the old man's mouth.

"Dead? Really dead?? The Holy Lady can kill people! The Wusheng Mother has appeared!"

"Really dead! Great! I can finally die!!"

Hope gradually appeared in the eyes of everyone around, and then spread to the surroundings as if it could spread.

Gradually, the crowd began to surge up. With admiration and admiration in their eyes, they formed a circle around Bai Lingmiao and knelt down to her.

"I" Bai Lingmiao looked at his hands in shock, "The Heavenly Way of Death is back?"

But looking at the body that was kneeling to the side, Bai Lingmiao immediately understood that the Heavenly Dao of Death had not returned, but that he had the magical power to make people die.

After understanding everything, Bai Lingmiao immediately understood what this meant. There was death on his side, but there was no death on the Dharma side. This represented a great improvement in morale! The pain is no longer eternal, they can die anytime they want!

Soon, as the White Lotus believers spread the news, even though everyone was extremely tired, everyone became excited.

Especially as more and more people saw that Bai Lingmiao had completely laid to rest those who should have died long ago.

The camp that was still lifeless just now began to become full of life. Without death, there is no life, only death can bring life.