Youluo Gorge is more than 60 miles away from Youhe County.

Beiqing Town is more than 30 miles west of Youluo Gorge, and it is still far away from Youhe County.

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Beiqing Town, with thousands of houses and houses, is flanked by undulating mountains, which shades a lot of sunlight.

At this moment, a faint white mist shrouded Beiqing Town, and it was impossible to see the scene clearly.

There was silence in the town, almost dead.

In the distance, on the plain, a small dot looms.

In the next moment, a red-golden streamer instantly shuttled hundreds of zhang away and came to the entrance of the town.

The streamer stopped, and the brilliance faded, revealing the figure of a handsome young man.

He scanned the dead, misty town, his eyes were like two golden lightning lights, as if he could see through the fog and see the scene in the town.

"Nobody?" Cheng Yuan frowned.

He could really see the town, the streets were eerily empty and clean.

The secret book of the Heavenly Ministry "Star Refining Demon Book Golden Division" is also the "Golden Yao Department Heavenly Army Fighting Method", the real Heavenly Court Heavenly Army cultivation method.

If you cultivate to the extreme, you will be able to rank at the bottom of the immortal gods.

In other words, today's Cheng Yuan's body already has some immortal characteristics.

Like some fog obstruction, deep fog, etc., it couldn't stop his gaze at all.

It is said that it is a fiery eye, and it is not unavoidable.

Cheng Yuan closed his eyes slightly.

The vast spiritual consciousness swept away violently, and in an instant, it almost enveloped the entire Beiqing Town.

Although it can't be as if it were a sight, everything is as clear as it is in front of you.

But no matter how deep the blood and yin aura of any living soul is hidden, it cannot escape his spiritual sense.

After a while, Cheng Yuan opened his eyes, his eyes cold.

"Sure enough. ”

In the huge Beiqing Town, there is no trace of life and blood.

Instead, there were countless weak Yin and Netherworld aura, as well as more than ten powerful Yin and Netherworld powers.

"A town, tens of thousands of townspeople, no one survived. ”

He had a vague hope that maybe he could save some in time.

Cheng Yuan didn't speak again, his hands were empty, and he didn't even wear the divine armor on his body, so he walked straight into the town.

He didn't hesitate to take his steps, and the sound of low, calm footsteps sounded clearly in the silent bluestone streets.

There is a hint of weirdness that breaks the silence.

The doors and windows of the shops and houses on both sides of the street are closed, but they can't hide the cold smell that seeps out of them.

Hidden inside is the original owner, but it has become a different "thing".

Suddenly, Cheng Yuan stopped, squinted slightly, and looked at the end of the street.

Grunt, grunt...

The sound of cluttered and brisk footsteps, mixed with the sound of something rolling on the ground, came from the end of the street.

A moment later, several immature, low figures appeared at the end of the street, several children in muslin clothes, boys and girls, kicking something and frolicking.

Boom!

One of the boys, the corners of his mouth, seemed to be much stronger, and he actually kicked the thing on the ground directly into the air, turning into an afterimage and crashing towards Cheng Yuan, facing the strong wind.

Looking at its strength, there are at least hundreds of catties.

The possession of such divine powers by a child must have been terrifying.

Strike.

Cheng Yuan took the thing casually.

It turned out to be a head, the head of a black dog, and the head was from the neck down, a bloody severity.

And these children are kicking the black dog's head like a ball.

Cheng Yuan glanced at their cloth shoes, which were covered with blood stains, weird and terrifying.

"Little uncle, give us back the ball!" the boy trotted over quickly, looked up at Cheng Yuan, and said a little timidly.

It's not at all like just now, kicking out hundreds of catties of force.

Cheng Yuan lowered his head slightly, raised the bloody black dog head in his hand, looked at him and asked softly, "This?"

The boy looked at him and nodded vigorously, about to say something.

Suddenly—

Laugh at!

In Cheng Yuan's hand, the bloody black dog's head suddenly opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and it bit Cheng Yuan's hand with great speed and speed, as fast as lightning!

Between the lightning and flint, even a martial arts master can't react.

Burst!

In the next moment, this vicious dog head was pinched into a blurred mass of flesh and blood by Cheng Yuan with one hand.

It was so fast that it didn't even react to its teeth, and it trembled and pulled on Cheng Yuan's palm a few times before it stopped.

The boy's expression froze.

"Sorry to break your ball. Cheng Yuan looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of coldness.

The blurred flesh in his hand was still dripping with foul blood, but there was a layer of bright golden light as thin as a cicada's wings, enveloping Cheng Yuan's palm and isolating the filthy flesh.

The boy looked at Cheng Yuan again, his originally timid and immature expression slowly disappeared, and a trace of weird gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Little uncle, why don't you give us your bow ball?" he raised his hand seemingly innocently and pointed his finger at Cheng Yuan's head.

"This is the little uncle's head, not the ball. Cheng Yuan looked quite patient, smiled and stretched out his hand, as if to touch the boy's head: "Touch your head, grow tall." ”

Under the palm cover.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the boy's eyes, and he was about to make a move, but he found that Cheng Yuan's palm seemed to be slowing down, and it was instantly attached to the top of his head.

Airplanes~

The faint and soft golden brilliance lit up in Cheng Yuan's palm, and his eyes were low, calm and indifferent.

The boy closed his eyes.

A terrible and sharp howl sounded in the void behind him, accompanied by a sneering sound, and a light smoke rose.

In the blink of an eye, the howl faded into a low and faded away, and the boy went limp.

Cheng Yuan held the cold boy's body, hugged him to the side of the street, and leaned against the door of the shop to put it down.

It looks like he's asleep, but the small cloth shoes on his feet are stained with blood, which looks a little weird.

In the distance, several boys and girls silently watched Cheng Yuan's movements, and their eyes gradually changed from innocent and immature to unusually consistent and cold.

A slightly taller boy stood up and took a few steps closer to Cheng Yuan, the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a sneering smile, and his tone was calm: "The celestials of Youhe County are not small, do you know ......?"

Call!

In the next moment, he couldn't react at all, and Cheng Yuan crossed a distance of more than ten zhang and stood in front of him, his palm had gently touched the top of his head.

"Boom!" almost the same shrill howl sounded and disappeared.

The boy fell soft, was picked up by Cheng Yuan and was still placed on the side of the street.

A little girl in a calico jacket had a grim look in her eyes, and her voice was full of cruelty and anger: "Do you know—"

Call.

Cheng Yuan stood in front of her, gently touching the top of her head, his movements were gentle, and his eyes were a little low.

The angry howl sounded, and the little girl was hugged to the side by Cheng Yuan in the same way, leaning against the wall, peaceful and quiet.

A skinny boy looked crazy and shouted, "You-"

Call~

In the next moment, Cheng Yuan touched the top of his head and hugged him aside, approaching the little girl.

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