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Mo Chuan finally understood, that cave also has its own function of shielding spells and isolating signals-how else to explain that the good end of the disguise technique will fail as soon as he enters, and when his Mahayana cultivation is all paper-paste?

What made him even worse was the trigger message that was delayed for a moment, which simply made him look up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of Ling Xiao blood!

Day, this subtle duration of saying long or short for a moment, if it's fast, everyone can come to the next shot, okay, he can rush over now and collect the corpses of all the people in Fengqi City, right?

But now there is no time for Mo Chuan to complain about his sad fate, the only thing he can do is to use his fastest speed to rush back to Fengqi City!

The wind was howling, and there seemed to be a terrible ghost cry in my ears.

As soon as Mo Chuan entered the radius of Fengqi City within a hundred miles, a strong bloody aura caused his stomach to churn, and he almost vomited it immediately.

- He has already cleared the valley, and the food he eats will be completely absorbed within a few breaths or excreted as filth with the operation of the aura, and there is nothing to vomit.

That bloody gas is not really bloody gas, but a bloody aura condensed by killing and sin, ordinary people are afraid that they will be shocked on the spot and lose their lives, only monks who have entered the path of cultivation can resist it, and the higher the realm, the less affected it will be.

With the cultivation of the shell of the Blood Flame Venerable, he originally couldn't stand the influence of this bloody aura, but as soon as Mo Chuan thought of the bloody aura, he didn't know how many ordinary people or monks' lives were condensed, and he felt a kind of psychological nausea.

With such a strong aura, condensed to the point that it almost turned into a substantial tumbling blood, who else could there be except for the legendary Demon Dao Ghost Venerable who took soul refining as his hobby, had a weird and cruel personality, and liked blood?

Only then did Mo Chuan realize what a reliable person the Blood Flame Venerable was, compared to the people who could be bloody and powerful hundreds of miles away, the Blood Flame's personality was peaceful and unreasonable.

——At this moment, the sun is setting, and the sky is burned into a rich orange yellow by the afterglow of the sun.

Because it is located at the junction of the two roads of righteousness and demons, the location is awkward, Fengqi City, as the main city of Fengzhou, although it cannot be compared with the main cities of other regions in terms of specifications and strength, but after all, it is also among the main cities, and the scale is not comparable to ordinary medium-sized towns, not to mention covering an area of thousands of miles, but there are always hundreds of miles.

The city has a population of tens of thousands, and the hustle and bustle is also a lively scene.

But now—

There is no longer the usual traffic and bustling people, and the city gate is empty, not to mention the people waiting in line to enter the city, and even the guards who are checking are nowhere to be seen.

Mo Chuan used his divine sense to see that only a thick bloody aura that could not be identified with the naked eye enveloped most of Fengqi City.

Half of the city is stained with blood, and the lives are devastated.

The past that was brushed off in the original book was laid out in front of him so vividly and concretely, which made Mo Chuan a little incompetent.

It is a huge city, but it is like a paper kite with broken wings, and it is bloodstained and prostrate on the ground, and it can only be killed by the neck.

Intermittently, a shrill cry came faintly from within the closed gate, and it seemed to be choked by something, and it came to an abrupt end, and the bloody breath was cut off by a strange force, and it did not go beyond the gate at all.

There are enchantments.

There must be people who set up barriers

Mo Chuan frowned, thinking of the details of the long overdue arrival of the righteous path after the ghost slaughter described in the original book approached a city. Originally, it seemed that this was very unreasonable, such a big battle, although Feng Qicheng was biased, but it was not so bad that there was not a single monk passing by, so why didn't there be any news leaked out

But now that he saw this enchantment, he understood most of it.

The barrier blocked the aura, even if it was a cultivation like his, he had to be close to detect the movement, and as for the bloody aura that was released, it was more accurate to clear the field than leak.

The blood demon is formed by killing evil, which is an extremely dangerous thing, and it is extremely dangerous to the soul of monks, especially righteous monks, and the blood evil of the ghost is difficult to withstand even ordinary monks in the transformation stage, not to mention that even the infancy stage ones near Fengqi City are rare.

Mo Chuan sighed deeply in his heart, tightened Xiaobai's hand, and became rare and serious, "You avoid it first." As he spoke, he took out a superb beast card and motioned for Xiaobai to change back into a beast form.

Although Mo Chuan knew in his heart that with the protection of the purple heavy heavenly Luo Sha, an anti-heaven immortal weapon, Xiaobai's safety was unhindered, but the picture in the city was probably too bloody, and his scalp was numb when he thought about it, not to mention the young Xiaobai?

"Chirp!" A red light flashed from Mo Chuan's forehead, and the petite and delicate blood lotus seemed to not notice the heaviness of the surrounding atmosphere, and happily circled around the two of them, spraying a small flame, seeing that no one paid attention to it, and drifted farther and farther away as if nothing happened, and walked around and played.

Mo Chuan has an urge to help his forehead, they are here to fight the boss, not to go on an outing!

He only thought that Xiao Hua had no heart and no lungs, but he never thought that the Soul Ghost Fire was the most famous alien fire in the cultivation realm, and the bloody qi was generally devoured by it as a nourishing thing, so how could he feel uncomfortable?

The spiritual wisdom born in the ghost fire doesn't take the bloody qi seriously, plus since it changed hands with the Blood Flame Venerable and then to Mo Chuan, it hasn't let go of a full meal at all!

At this moment, in the face of ready-made food, the first reaction of the birch was: hurry up and rough it!

Xiaobai hesitated, and didn't answer, at first glance, he didn't want to change back to his original form, and gently pulled the corner of Mo Chuan's clothes, looking at the ground with serious eyes.

Mo Chuan couldn't be stern in the face of Xiaobai's soft appearance, and after a few more words of persuasion, he still didn't get a positive answer, and he began to be anxious.

If they don't go into the city, it'll be too late! If they continue to grind like this, they won't be able to save the adults at all!

But before he could finish his anxiety, he suddenly felt a thick malice approaching.

He subconsciously took a step forward and blocked Xiaobai behind him.

Mo Chuan looked up coldly.

The barrier at the city gate twisted slightly, and a figure slowly walked out of it.

It was a thin man, unusually tall, more and more like a slender bamboo pole, and his eyebrows were quite handsome.

According to the description of ghosts in the original book, Mo Chuan thought that he would see an ugly-looking alien or skeleton, but he didn't expect it to look decent.

It's just that at this moment, his eyes are full of strange blood red, and his expression is also a little abnormally distorted, and he has ruined most of the appearance of that face.

He was surrounded by a strong bloody aura and a surging resentment, which was transformed by the unwilling obsession of the unjust soul who died tragically, and would entangle the resentful person day and night.

However, he didn't seem to care about the resentment of those sharp shouts, and under the entanglement, he showed an expression of enjoyment, lazily lowered his eyes, glanced at Mo Chuan, an uninvited guest, his face twitched, and read out two words in disbelief.

"Bloodflame ......"

The ghost is a person who has participated in the last Demon Dao Conference, and when he is deeply impressed by the face of the Blood Flame Venerable, not to mention the appearance, just talking about the strength of this person's fierce god will make people unforgettable.

Mo Chuan didn't have time to re-shoot a disguise technique for himself, and there was no need for it.

Today's matter is destined to be ungood, and it's useless to cover it up, the ghost has already made up such a big battle, and it can't be hidden for a while, no matter what the result is, it will inevitably be amplified and turned over and over in the coming days.

Mo Chuan cautiously hid Xiao Bai tightly, not leaking a little figure, and made a gesture in his heart, and the birch not far away immediately flashed back, the blood lotus was full of blood, and the layers of petals were spread out, and the demonstration was generally suspended in the position behind Mo Chuan's shoulder, which just shrouded Xiao Bai.

When the ghost saw this imposing little guy, his face twitched even more. He was aroused by the pure yin body, and his mind was chaotic and he could barely control himself, which would be awakened by the appearance of Mo Chuan and the blood lotus for a moment, and the tyrannical intent in his heart was even stronger in the next moment!

What kind of unfortunate day is today, why did you bump into the fierce god of blood flame?

Then, without the slightest expectation, the ghost ghost suddenly burst out, and with a wave of his hand, a large wave of black and red smoke rushed towards Mo Chuan from all directions, followed by several small flags, among which countless ghost heads emerged, emitting a sharp wail!

- The ghost is already heavy with demons, and it is normal to change it, not to mention taking the initiative, and if you encounter it on the road, you will be busy detouring. (If you can meet it)

"Since His Holiness came, he must have known that the Extreme Yin Physique was born......

"This woman must not let you take it away!"

“…… That thing...... It also has the power to fight...... It's just a pity ......"

Mo Chuan: "......"

Before he could speak, the face of the unknown species on the other side had been twitching, and the color was still changing, and it seemed that his mental activity was not suitable for the general richness, and he started to move while talking to himself!

When the labor and management gods want to say that they are not finished with you, is it really good to start fighting without asking clearly?

Too much brain supplementation is a disease, and it has to be cured......

Labor and management guarantee that as long as you hand over the Qi Ling sister, labor and management will leave!

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Of course, he just complained in his heart, in this case, even without Sister Qi Ling, he couldn't leave calmly as if nothing had happened.

The blood is flowing like a river, the lives are devastated, and he probably still has a little compassion, and if he can still save the people in the city, he doesn't mind giving it a try.

Although this matter has nothing to do with him in essence, although Mo Chuan is a little lazy and afraid of trouble, he is not an indifferent and ruthless person after all, and he can coldly look at the blood of the ghost and the city of blood.

It has nothing to do with whether the Virgin is not the Virgin, he just wants to have peace of mind.

…… But now there is no time for Mo Chuan to think deeply about his outlook on life and values, the one opposite has already started fighting, and he can't stand still.

This body has countless experiences in fighting against people, and those memories are deep in the bone marrow, although Mo Chuan is not completely sure to fight back, the inertia hidden in the bones and blood has already made the body automatically make the most effective response.

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and touched the void in the air, and a transparent enchantment instantly spread out from his fingertips, hanging down three feet in front of him, and the black mist was blocked out of the seemingly light and thin enchantment, covering the sky, but he couldn't move forward a single point.

The black fog outside the enchantment was entangled, the wind shouted, and his long hair was scattered within the enchantment, his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and he did not make waves.