The pale cyan sky is inlaid with several stars.

Three or two points of rain, ticking, beating on the green tile.

In the deepest darkness before dawn, he stumbled and staggered out of three figures.

"It's getting dawn!"

"Damn, how come there are so many warlocks in these people from the Shenzhou Society?"

The white man at the head had a gorgeous black robe on his body, stained with a lot of deep blood, which was different from the black robe itself, even if it was not conspicuous, but it could smell the rich and disgusting blood from a long distance.

"Earl, my family has been wiped out!"

A pale white woman beside her suddenly felt a pain in her heart, covered her chest in panic, and gasped sadly.

The low-cut dress on her body was originally a banquet, but the hem had already been torn at this time, and a pair of delicate and smooth long legs were exposed in the air from time to time during the action.

"Damn, how can it be so fast?"

The Count's face was ugly, and he looked around, and then made up his mind:

"Let's go, go to church, I don't believe that these yellow-skinned monkeys dare to break into the church!"

As he spoke, a group of footsteps rang out.

Listening to the sound, it seems that there are quite a few people.

"It's coming!"

As soon as the Count unfurled the black cloak behind him, the three of them turned into pitch black, sinking downward into the shadows of the ground.

"Smack, smack, smack—"

After a few gunshots, seven or eight bright white stars rose one or twenty meters high.

The blinding white light, mixed with magnesium powder and mana-blessed flares, slowly burned, fixed in the air, illuminating the neighborhood.

"Ahhh

The three people who were originally lurking in the shadows, as if sulfuric acid had encountered water, and when this light irradiated them, they suddenly emitted black smoke, withdrew from the shadow state, and wriggled into human form.

All three of them were struggling, rolling on the ground, and their bodies were bubbling black gas.

The two women struggled for a moment, screaming bitterly, and then turned to ashes.

The earl gritted his teeth, his body shattered, and thousands of bats of various sizes appeared in his place, fluttering and about to leave.

Sound waves, which are inaudible to ordinary people, emanate from their mouths.

More than a dozen members who chased after him suddenly became dizzy, nauseous, and even tingling.

"Be careful, it's a vampire's infrasound."

A few members calmly threw out the rune paper, which exploded in mid-air, and a little blue spark fell.

Suddenly, all the sounds on the field were eliminated, and for a while, it seemed to be in the world of silence.

The flares are still hanging in the air, and the members of the club who cooperate with each other with tactical gestures and lip language, constantly shooting, hunting and killing bats that are crashing everywhere in the air.

If you lose the location of the echo, the bat is blind.

The special rune bullets, each shot, burst into dark blue flames, engulfing the surrounding large area of bats.

The last bat, in the encirclement, turned into a frighteningly pale white man.

He was the main messenger of these dozen blood-sucking murders.

"No, you can't kill me, I'm a member of the Guidance Society, and your Shenzhou Society doesn't dare to provoke our Guidance Society·········"

In response to him were a dozen cold barrels.

The next moment, silently, the muzzles of the guns erupted in unison!

···············

Long streets, ancient roads, dawn.

A gentle woman wearing a wide-sleeved fairy skirt, with waist-length hair hanging down like a waterfall.

Unhurriedly, he held the half-human-tall guqin in his arms, and looked ahead for a long time.

It seems that no one is there, but in fact, there is a condensed and undispersed yin wind.

With a deep and deep atmosphere, just like the deep night, a kind of silence, the subtle charm of all things, constantly flowing.

Quietly, a breeze arose, blowing a few strands of hair.

Gently opening her lips, the woman said softly:

"The Tang Taoist Sect is enshrined, and the Si Ming Fenglian Yuanjun Xi Yuhan has to be asked to respond and descend to this realm."

"If you are not an evil demon, please retreat thirty miles by yourself!"

The clear and pleasant sound spread throughout the ancient road.

It is even more resounding in the hearts of some people.

"The Tang Dynasty, a hundred countries in the world, where did Taoism come from"

"Taoism, what kind of religion is it? The old man has lived for 160 years and has never heard of Taoism! ”

The old man's voice came, the wind swept by, and an old man in blue clothes appeared at the end of the long street.

He stared at the woman, frowning, as if he had seen something incomprehensible:

"Are you the Divine of the Upper Realm? How is this possible········ The Upper Realm has long ceased to exist! ”

"There is really an upper realm, why do you watch my Shenzhou land, thousands of people, suffer such a catastrophe?"

Xi Yuhan's eyes were as deep as autumn water, and he didn't argue, but replied lightly:

"That's not what you're supposed to ask········ Within three breaths, if you don't retreat, you will bear the consequences, don't say ········ Unpredictable! ”

"Good, good, good!"

The old man in the green shirt laughed angrily, pointed at Xi Yuhan and said:

"I just don't believe it, there has never been any divine response from the upper realm for thousands of years, let alone descending, but I actually encountered it today!"

"I ······"

"Noise!"

Xi Yuhan raised his eyebrows slightly, put his sleeves together, and played the strings.

Boom, thunderstorm, shower,

Strong winds, heavy rain.

Flooded this ancient road.

The people who are hidden everywhere can no longer stay, and they show their powers, braving the wind and rain, avoiding the thunder, and running away from the sea.

"I ······ I ·········"

The old man in the green shirt was carried on his back by an apprentice, and he was protected by several disciples around him, braving the heavy rain.

As soon as I wanted to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then there was a wave of sluggishness.

The front was at the front, and he was deliberately taken care of, and he, an elder of the Nanshan Sect, also hurt the Yin God.

"Master, don't talk about it, besides, that kind of thing is here again!"

Peng!

Three feet behind him, a purple thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm grazed the disciple's heel and smashed a large piece of green brick.

"Shhhh

A gasp of cold air can be heard clearly.

A few disciples around them even quickened their pace.

even burst out of potential, turning into a few ethereal afterimages, and the scenery around them regressed like a marquee.

The sound of the wind "whirring" kept ringing.

Within a few breaths, they were gone.

Xi Yuhan put away the guqin and played it a few times, but she didn't know where it was.

"Little Creek, how is this world?"

Lin Zhengyang was like a ghost, standing beside her at some point.

Xi Yuhan smiled shallowly, tucked the hair between his forehead to the back of his head, and inadvertently stirred his mind.

"The cultivation of this realm is very different from what I have seen in the past, but it is very innovative."

"It's just, I care a little ·········"

She turned her head sideways and looked at Lin Zhengyang quietly:

"How did you pull me down from the fairy realm?"