In short, rumors are everywhere, but no one is coming out to solve everyone's doubts.

This also fuels rumors even more.

In the last few days, in Qinghe City.

From time to time, there will be some outsiders dressed in special clothes inexplicably on the streets and alleys. They either work in groups or whispers in the corners. All in all doesn't look like a good thing.

Therefore, because of the appearance of these people, the entire Qinghe City began to make people with hearts begin to be alert.

He Changshuo, who is the patriarch of Qinghe, is standing on top of the city tower, overlooking the undercurrent surging streets in Qinghe City.

"City Lord, three more groups of people have entered the city" At this moment, a general climbed up the city tower and bowed to He Changshuo.

"Do you know who they are?" Qinghe City Lord, staring at the leader with a cold gaze asked.

"They are a complex group, they seem to come from all over the world, and it is impossible to tell what kind of power they belong to," the leader explained, embarrassed.

"Complex? Could it be a casual practice? But why are there so many scattered cultivators gathered here, go and find out" Obviously, He Changshuo was not satisfied with the other party's answer.

Be! The leader hurriedly bowed and retreated under the walls. Again instructed the subordinate guards to begin to enter the city and investigate.

It's strange to say, those people just gathered, and they didn't cause trouble. This situation has been going on for five or six days, and even so, He Changshuo is also uneasy, after all, this matter may be related to the life and death of tens of thousands of his city people. He didn't dare to be careless.

Examine! Be sure to find out what exactly they're going to do.

He Changshuo had only one thought in his heart at this time.... With hundreds of years of life and experience, he already smelled some kind of danger.

He also ordered the leader of the guard beside him to investigate.

He Changshuo walked down the city and walked along the streets and alleys.

Those seemingly harmless scattered people made him feel a deep sense of fear.

He didn't dare to expel them directly now, because he had missed the best time to expel them, and now there were at least a few thousand people in the city.

For a city with only a few hundred or more archmages, they were enough to cause the entire city to suffer.

He Changshuo can't tolerate such a thing....

Although the Hecheng family is not a super family, no one dares to provoke it easily in the Void Continent.

Where did these people come from?

He Changshuo walked all the way along the streets and alleys, his eyes skimming over the people one by one, hoping to see what doorways could be seen from them.

It's a pity that these people are very old-fashioned in disguise, and even he, an old Jianghu, can't see any flaws in these people.

When He Changshuo walked to the edge of the city, he didn't raise his head and looked into the distance.

He had already released the news bird a few days ago, and if he calculated the time, he should have received a reply for his help.

Hecheng has been operating so far, and it is not a source of water, and there will definitely be several big family forces behind He Changshuo.

If it weren't for the moment of life and death in Hecheng, he would not have borrowed from these big families.

You must know that these big families are insatiable masters, and once they are absorbed, they will inevitably peel off a layer of skin from Hecheng.

After He Changshuo stood in the eastern area and waited for a few hours, a gray point of light appeared in the sky. Then a swarthy bird landed in front of him.

He Changshuo reached out and grabbed its wings and took out a celiquous stone from it.

He Changshuo couldn't wait for his consciousness to explore, and immediately saw a seemingly honest old man. He talked very enthusiastically, but he didn't have a useful word for a long time, and it seemed that he didn't know about the things mentioned in He Changshuo's letters. When the last image of the old man disappeared, He Changshuo threw down the celible stone in his hand and crushed it with his toes.

"Cunning old thing," he said fiercely, crushing. But he still had hope in the other family forces.

He Changshuo continued to look forward to it, hoping to get a reply from those families. But he waited for hours, and even when it was dark, he still found nothing.

He Changshuo had to face a possible reality at this time.... That is, his family is isolated. That also means that even they are helpless about what Hecheng is about to encounter this time.

He Changshuo glared fiercely at the east, and then strode back into the city. At night, those scattered cultivators were hidden in the corners of the city, and they did not make a sound, just like a flower child, but their bright eyes were full of flashes in the night, like a vicious wolf lurking in the shadows.

He Changshuo really didn't want to stay here any longer, so he strode back to the city tower.

At this time, the leaders who were sent out also returned one after another, and He Changshuo almost didn't ask anything, knowing that they still found nothing.

He Changshuo's heavy expression made these leaders realize the seriousness of the problem.

"City Lord, do you have any news from those big families?" One of the generals with a relatively high position strode up to He Changshuo and asked tentatively.

"Cough" He Changshuo sighed, then swept his eyes over the generals in front of him and said: "It seems that our Hecheng has really reached the moment of life and death, rather than counting on outsiders, it is better for us to fight."

He Changshuo said this generously, but there was a deep sense of helplessness and grief in his tone. None of the generals present were also human spirits, so they naturally heard the sound of the strings from his words. That is to say, Hecheng will never get any family support again, and Hecheng will be isolated.

As soon as they thought of this, the faces of those generals who were already anxious were even more full of worry and fear at this time....

He Changshuo also seemed to be keenly aware of the changes in the hearts of his subordinates, he solemnly slapped the table, and said in a deep voice: "The centuries-old heritage of Hecheng is not useless, if someone wants to destroy my Hecheng, he must also pay a painful price."

Several generals seemed to be inspired by He Changshuo's inner courage, and a trace of excitement appeared on their faces.

After He Changshuo gave some orders for the city affairs, he turned around and left the city tower. Now he must maintain enough Dao Yuan to be able to lead Hecheng to face this crisis.

He Changshuo walked towards the practice room. At the moment when He Changshuo walked out of the city tower, several generals quietly caught up.

He Changshuo turned around suddenly, stared at them indifferently and asked, "You don't go to arrange defense, why do you follow here."

When several generals saw his face, they were so frightened that they hurriedly knelt down and said, "City Lord, my subordinates still have a plan, maybe they can resolve the dilemma of Hecheng."

When He Changshuo heard this, his eyes flickered, and he hurriedly took a step forward, helped the generals up, and said, "What is the best countermeasure, don't come quickly."

He Changshuo didn't look at the calmness that he showed just now, but at this time, he was already in chaos.

"Qiqi City Lord, the suggestions of his subordinates are all here, please check it out with the City Lord" As he spoke, several leaders handed over a message stone in their hands to He Changshuo.

He frowned slightly, then opened it to check.

It took about a quarter of an hour for He Changshuo to return to reality from there.

He Changshuo's expression was calm, and he didn't see any choice. At this time, several leaders stared at him with expectant eyes.

"City Lord, they are all isolating us, why should we unite with them" One of the leaders couldn't stand it at first, and opened his mouth to comfort He Changshuo.

In the face of the leader's excited words, He Changshuo was still as calm as just now, he just thought silently....

Finally, he turned sideways slightly and commanded several people, "Don't let anyone else know about this matter."

After speaking, He Changshuo walked back to the practice room without looking back.

Several leaders looked at each other, but they couldn't guess what was going on in the heart of the city lord.

He Changshuo walked into the practice room, his eyes slightly upward, staring at the He Mu Dading that only represented their He clan totem, he sighed slightly and said, "Ancestors, how should the descendants resolve this crisis?" Please give a clear indication from the ancestors."

Next, He Changshuo knelt down under the big ding, raised his hands high, and made a very ancient gesture.

Sacrificial Spell!

If there are people who understand ancient graphics and texts, they must know everything He Changshuo did at this time.

After another quarter of an hour passed, He Changshuo solemnly got up from the ground.

Then he turned and walked over to a bookshelf and reached for an empty polycyc.

Consciousness is projected within it, gradually condensing into a single picture within it.

But he seemed dissatisfied, erased and re-inscribed, until he repeated it several times, then nodded in satisfaction, and then tied the hebolite in his hand to a black bird and released it into the distance.

Staring at the black news bird in the distance, He Changshuo sighed and said: "Success or failure is here, I hope the He clan's divination technique is not wrong this time."

Seeing the black bird blend into the night, He Changshuo's eyes turned to the bright moon hanging in the sky.

A trace of white aura rose in his eyes, and he then began to cultivate the He-style innate qi.

No matter what kind of external force is used, Hecheng's own combat strength is the key to finally deciding to resolve this crisis.

He Changshuo entered meditation this time, and it took twice as long as usual, so when he woke up, the time was already three days later.

He Changshuo hurriedly jumped up, walked out of the practice room, and walked in the direction of the city tower.

He didn't know how the situation in Hecheng would evolve in these three days, and he had to keep an eye on those scattered cultivators at all times.

As soon as he stepped out of the street, he immediately noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Just when He Changshuo was slightly stunned, he saw a loose cultivator shuttling through the streets and alleys with a sword, rushing towards him.

He Changshuo subconsciously had a congenital momentum, and then the scattered cultivator crashed into the tall rock wall with a knife.

Finally shot! He Changshuo's gaze immediately became cold, and his feet accelerated towards Hecheng Tower.

But halfway through, he was hit by more than a dozen scattered cultivators, and although there was no need to be afraid of these scattered cultivators with his cultivation, he still felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

Why didn't anyone notify me? Could it be that they have all encountered an accident, why are there no Hecheng people here?

In an instant, hundreds of thoughts came to He Changshuo's mind, he had no intention of killing people at all now, he just wanted to rush to the city tower quickly to find out what was going on in He Cheng.

He Changshuo was anxious to rush all the way to kill, until he hit the city tower, only to find that it was already empty.

Only countless scattered cultivators shuttled out of the city tower, and in an instant, he was besieged in the center by dozens of scattered cultivators.

At this time, those loose cultivators untied their cloaks and cloaks, completely revealing their ferocious killing intent.

A sharp knife slashed against He Changshuo's cheek, and he just turned to one side and slapped it with one palm. The innate momentum soared like the moonlight, hitting the man's chest.

Poof!

The man opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Then his neck was grabbed by the red-eyed He Changshuo and threatened: "Tell me, where are the others in Hecheng?" Otherwise, the old man will break your neck."

"They—" Before the man could say a word, he was stabbed in the chest by his companion behind him.

It seems that these people are very disciplined, and in order to ensure secrecy, they do not hesitate to slaughter their comrades.

"What organization are you? Why come to Hecheng? At this time, He Changshuo was even more sure that these people had a purpose to gather in Hecheng, and there must be a terrible plan hidden behind it.

But no one from those scattered cultivators answered, they just picked up the sword in their hands and stabbed at He Changshuo's body with all their hearts.

He Changshuo was also stimulated by his anger, picked up his palm, and with a touch of innate Dao Yuan, turned into a piece of light, and swept around. That is, in the blink of an eye, his palms turned into thousands of palm prints, imprinted on them as if they were substance.

Bang bang..... A series of dozens of blood lights burst out, and those scattered cultivators fell to the ground one after another, and He Changshuo stepped out of their corpses. Quickly skimming over Hecheng, hoping to find a living clansman in Hecheng.

It's a pity that this one thought of his is completely desperate. He searched the whole city, but he didn't even see a single living person. In the same way, he didn't see a single corpse, and it seemed that the entire Hecheng people had completely disappeared at this moment.

Under this strange atmosphere, He Changshuo almost went crazy, his red eyes swept the circle of scattered cultivators who followed behind him, and roared angrily: "You all have to be buried for the people of Hecheng."

After speaking, he unleashed his innate momentum and rushed into the encirclement of scattered cultivation.

Then He Changshuo began to kill wildly.

It's been hundreds of years. He Changshuo had never been so crazy killing as he was at this moment.

The blood and stumps were cut off by the palm of his bare knife, and turned into a rain of filth.

He Changshuo had been immersed in the Dao Yuan for hundreds of years, and once it broke out, it turned into the most fierce murderous aura.

Everywhere he went, there was nothing to look at, and in the blink of an eye, those scattered cultivators were killed by thirty percent.

It's just that under the influence of this killing movement, more scattered cultivators converge here.

And there is also the faint existence of the breath of the rule archmage and the dogen.

He Changshuo fled without fear, and now the people in Hecheng are gone. What's the point of him running away alone.

So he held the belief that he would die, and if he could kill one more Sanxiu, he would kill one more, which could be regarded as revenge for the dead Hecheng clansmen.

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