Chapter 5798 Swallowing the Blood of Millions of Yin Spirits!

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March 29th.

The new emperor Zhao Shiyu and Cangyunmen jointly issued a notice, the content of which was to dig the dike of Huangyan River and flood the millions of heavenly troops.

And attached was the declaration written by Zhao Xianfeng before his death.

At the end of the declaration, Zhao Xianfeng clearly described that he led 70,000 troops on the north bank of Huangyan River to block the heavenly army and cover the people's southward crossing, but was eventually defeated and all 70,000 troops died in the battle.

Seeing that the heavenly army was about to cross the river and the Central Plains was about to be lost, Zhao Xianfeng took the initiative to bury black gunpowder under the river bank and blew up the river bank to stop the enemy from advancing.

In the manifesto, Zhao Xianfeng took all the responsibility of this matter on himself, and clearly stated that this matter was decided by himself, and he was ashamed of the late emperor, the new emperor, and the millions of people stranded in the north of Huangyan River.

The world was in an uproar.

However, the voices cursing and greeting Zhao Xianfeng's eighteen generations of female ancestors were not strong.

The people are more concerned about the millions of troops of An Wenxiu's army being drowned by the flood. There will be no war in the Central Plains in the next few months.

Compared with national justice, most ordinary people care more about their own survival.

Outside Hanyang City, the storyteller, Li Ziye, and Fan Tong stood at the city gate, looking at the notice posted by the court.

The storyteller showed a look of compassion.

Li Ziye didn't have much emotional change.

She felt that Zhao Xianfeng was right.

Anyway, the north of the Huangyan River was destined to be lost. The people stranded on the north bank were either killed by the Heavenly Army or became the rations of the Heavenly Army.

In this case, it is better to come up with a ruthless wave.

According to the announcement issued by the court, the million main forces of An Wenxiu's army were wiped out.

You know, if the human soldiers want to kill the million Heavenly Army, they have to pay at least tens of millions of lives.

Now, only a few million old, weak, women and children have been sacrificed, and a million troops of the heavens have been buried. The south bank can be defended, and the harvest of grain in the Central Plains and the south of the Yangtze River can be guaranteed, delaying the catastrophe war until next year.

Li Ziye felt that this deal was very cost-effective.

She saw that the storyteller had been in a daze, so she said: "Brother, in this doomsday catastrophe, all kindness and morality are pathetic and ridiculous.

If you want to win, you must do whatever it takes.

Let's go, let's go into the city to eat something, the rice bucket is starving."

The skinny rice bucket nodded his big head and let out a low roar.

The storyteller sighed.

Muttered: "Yu Jizi is in seclusion again."

The voice seemed full of worry.

Huangyan River, north of Yingzhou, hundreds of miles of yellow flood area covered the land, and the area was still expanding.

The water was not yellow-brown, but crimson.

Countless bodies of humans and heavenly warriors floated on the water.

A thousand miles in radius, it was like the hell of the underworld.

In the middle of the night, a figure appeared on the water.

It was a man wearing a loose black robe and a bamboo hat.

The face under the bamboo hat was very blurry in the darkness, making it difficult to see his appearance.

The black-robed man looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and his deep eyes were actually a little red.

A moment later, the black-robed man sacrificed a blue long sword.

The long sword pierced into the water with a whoosh.

The water surface slowly rotated, forming a vortex emitting a light blue light.

The vortex continued to expand, and it stopped growing when it was about ten feet in diameter.

A terrifying suction force swept the Yellow River flood area with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The mixed red blood in the river water was rapidly converging towards the vortex.

At the same time, the ghosts and spirits in the water also felt this terrifying suction force.

Millions of ghosts wanted to escape, but the mysterious suction was too strong. Even a hundred miles away, it was still difficult to break free.

Not only were the ghosts in the water attracted, but even the countless ghosts floating in the air were attracted.

Under the vortex, the blue magic sword was devouring blood and souls crazily.

Under the river, countless ghosts wanted to break free in fear, but they could only watch themselves being absorbed by the magic sword.

Time passed bit by bit.

About two hours later, the red flood area, which was nearly a thousand miles long, disappeared and turned into yellow-brown turbid river water.

All the blood in the water was swallowed by the magic sword!

Hundreds of miles away, there was a hillside, and at this moment only a little of the hillside was exposed above the water.

Xuanying, dressed in linen, sat cross-legged, with the six reincarnation disks suspended above her head.

She was also absorbing the drowned ghosts to prevent them from wandering in the world and becoming evil spirits.

Suddenly, Xuanying opened her eyes.

She seemed to sense a powerful and mysterious demonic power that was devouring her essence, blood, and soul.

"What's going on?"

Xuanying frowned, extremely surprised.

She opened her mind and immediately felt the source of the demonic power.

She immediately understood that someone was devouring flesh and blood to sacrifice the ghosts.

"Ghost Sect master?"

This was Xuanying's first thought.

Then she shook her head gently, denying her guess.

I'm afraid that even Ghost King Xue Tian doesn't have this devouring power.

Xuanying stretched out her hand and the Six Paths of Reincarnation merged into her palm.

She used her body skills to track the source of the devouring.

After an incense stick, she found the whirlpool.

At this moment, the water surface around the whirlpool was full of the bodies of drowned civilians and heavenly soldiers.

These corpses rotated rapidly with the vortex. The originally swollen corpses were devoured by a terrifying force in a breath, and they turned into skin and bones in an instant.

Even though Xuanying had lived for tens of thousands of years, she had never seen such a strange and terrifying scene.

She looked into the vortex.

She could feel two breaths below.

One was the devouring demon power that even she was afraid of.

One was the breath of a human master.

Moreover, the other party should not have reached the Xumi realm.

Xuanying knew that this person was devouring the essence, blood and soul.

"There is an old saying in the world that the dead are the greatest. You are devouring the essence and blood of the Yin spirits here, and refining magic weapons, so that these people who died in vain have no chance to reincarnate. Isn't it a bit too much!"

The rotating vortex stopped suddenly.

The water surface gradually returned to calm, but there were endless corpses floating on the water. The scene was really scary.

"Xuanying? What happened here has nothing to do with you."

A hoarse voice sounded slowly.

Xuanying sneered, "I, Xuanying, am a person who practices both ghosts and spirits. I practice the spirits of the dead. If I hadn't seen them, it would have been fine.

Since I have seen what you did today, I will definitely not stand idly by.

Your cultivation is not bad, but it's a pity that the magic weapon in your hand is too evil. Not to mention you, I can't control it.

Hand over the magic weapon and I will spare your life." "Humph, Xuanying, if I was afraid of you before, now I have swallowed the blood of millions of Yin spirits, and the magic weapon is perfected. You may not be my opponent!"