Then, the group of cult monks felt that the scenery in front of them had changed, and it had turned into an endless snowfield, and after that, there were palm-sized snowflakes floating on the snowfield, the edges were as sharp as knives, and the cold air was overflowing.

"Meet King Rong!" A group of city guards led by Sun Wenjun bowed down together, and the mountain shouted.

King Rong nodded, and even directly took out the Mixed Yuan Earthworm in public and took several cult monks into it. It seems that King Rong still remembers the matter of extracting gene technology. However, presumably after suffering a big loss, he will never search for souls as simply and straightforwardly as before.

"You've done a great job. King Rong stretched out his hand, motioned for everyone to get up, and said with a smile: "This time I can take down a group of cult monks, it is all because of your bloody battles, even if this king does not come, you can take it down, this king is just icing on the cake." ”

Hearing this, all the city guards looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what King Rong meant by this.

Sun Wenjun, the guard of Ningshan City, looked about thirty years old, and his appearance was seven or eight points similar to Sun Guangming, but there was a trace of frivolity between his eyebrows, and a little more resoluteness.

Sun Wenjun stepped forward and bowed his hand and said, "All rely on the power of the prince!"

King Rong nodded, noncommittal, and turned his words to point out the problems in Sun Wenjun's cultivation. Sun Wenjun was even more confused, so he had to deal with it carefully. King Rong said that he even chatted with a group of city guards, causing everyone to look at each other for a while.

King Rong was chatting happily here, and Chu Liu was already scolding the street in his heart. Knowing that King Rong was deliberately delaying time, he wanted to let himself investigate first and then appear. Chu Liu flicked his sleeves angrily and landed on the roof.

Unleashing his spiritual power, Chu Liu searched the interior of the building inch by inch, and the eyes of the group of social monks and cult members flashed scarlet, still fighting frantically. Obviously, although the scent of the bloodthirsty flower has been swept away by him, the residual effect is still there.

Slowly, Chu Liu's brows furrowed, and he searched the entire building, but he didn't find a single monk above the sixth rank.

"The bloodthirsty flower fragrance can only be activated by a seventh-grade cultivator, but now ......" A trace of surprise flashed on Chu Liu's face, and he got up to leave, and at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Patriarch, since you're here, why leave in a hurry?"

"Who?" Chu Liu shouted, turned around to look, and saw a middle-aged man with four black-robed monks on his back, looking at him with a strange look.

Those four black-robed monks were the four people who sent the suitcase to Chu Ge, and for some reason, these four people were not affected by the bloodthirsty fragrance at all.

Although these five people were only fifth-grade cultivators, Chu Liu didn't dare to underestimate them at all, how could they ignore the people who could hide his spiritual power and come behind him quietly?

"Hehe, twenty years is like a dream, the vicissitudes of life, the patriarch and nobles forget things, and it is understandable that they can't remember that I am a defeated general. The middle-aged man on his back said with some self-deprecation, seeing Chu Liu's face showing a look of reminiscence, the middle-aged man on his back continued: "Patriarch don't have to think about it, before you die, I will tell you everything, and I will definitely let you be a ghost!"

"Hmph, Your Excellency has such a big breath!" Chu Liu snorted coldly, his face showed disdain, and when he opened his mouth, he squirted out a small banner with a clear light. The small banner is about a foot long, and its whole body is indigo, and the surface of the banner is covered with a layer of cyan feathers.

Those feathers shone brightly, and I don't know what kind of mythical bird they came from.

"Wind Banner?" Seeing this, the middle-aged man with his back showed an expected look, nodded and said, "With your Wind Resisting Divine Power, it is only fitting that this King Divine Weapon will be handed over to you to be in charge."

But I'm a little curious, aren't you afraid of any accidents if you take this royal soldier out of the family in a grand manner?"

"Oh, is Your Excellency trying to forcibly seize the Wind Banner?" Chu Liu held the Wind Banner in his hand, his heart was settled, and he said proudly: "If Your Excellency has this intention, just give it a try!"

This is not Chu Liu's arrogance, with his strength, coupled with the king's divine weapons left over from ancient times, he can easily take him, and the entire Huaxia will definitely not exceed the number of five fingers.

"Coincidentally, I have this intention in the next place!" The middle-aged man on the back turned pale, and said sharply: "Bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, shoot!"

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Chu Liu snorted coldly, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to urge the wind banner. It's just that the four black-robed monks behind the middle-aged man on his back moved faster than him.

The four of them roared in unison, the strange black runes on their bodies flashed, and the flesh and blood all over their bodies dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, a black mist appeared above the heads of the four people at the same time.

After the four people completely turned into four dried corpses, the four black mist were also completely formed, and as soon as the black mist rolled slightly, the phantoms of the four demon gods were revealed inside. The four phantoms are the legendary bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white impermanence form.

It's just that they don't have the slightest weirdness on them, but instead exude a faint majesty, just like the gods of heaven, as soon as they appear, people are born with a feeling of wanting to worship.

Chu Liu naturally would not be affected by this feeling, urging the wind flag, a crisp bird cry came out, and then, a cyan luan bird phantom appeared on the flag, this luan bird looked full of spirituality, looking at the four demon gods opposite, a trace of anthropomorphic disdain flashed in his eyes.

Before the Qingluan phantom could make a move, the black and white impermanence shook the mourning stick in his hand, and the paper money fell all over the sky, all rolled towards the Qingluan phantom, and at the same time, two long chains stretched out from the waist of the bull head and horse, submerged into the void, and the other end directly bound the Qingluan phantom.

Immediately afterwards, all the paper money in the sky was also pasted on Qingluan's phantom.

Seeing this, Chu Liu not only did not panic, but showed a hint of relief, although this kind of attack looked weird, but Qingluan Phantom wanted to break free, it was only a matter of a moment.

In an instant, nothing can be done for those who are not prepared. But for those who are prepared, it is a trivial thing that can be accomplished.

The middle-aged man on his back raised his fingers, a small spark popped up, and then he fell on his back.

Seeing this, Chu Liu's pupils shrank. At this time, the middle-aged man on the opposite side had completely lost his mental fluctuations, and just when Chu Liu wanted to do something, the spark fell directly on an inconspicuous ball.

That round ball was the pill that the previous reincarnation sect leader had refined with bloodthirsty flower incense and gunpowder.

The surface of the pill was full of gunpowder in bullets, and when it encountered sparks, it exploded instantly. Immediately afterwards, a blood-red mist visible to the naked eye appeared, and as soon as the red mist appeared, as if it was pulled by something, it immediately pounced on the unsuspecting Chu Liu's face.

Originally, even if Chu Liu was defenseless, the Wind Banner would automatically protect the Lord. However, the Qingluan in the wind banner was stopped for a moment by the bull-headed horse face summoned by the middle-aged man on the back, black and white impermanence, and after Qingluan broke free, Chu Liu had already been hit.