The eastern part of Yuezhou is bordered by the sea, and although the scenery is beautiful, it is relatively deserted.

Among the five major areas of Yuezhou, it is a sparsely populated place, and there is no large city, and most of the places where people gather are villages and towns.

Qingyang Town is one of them.

The aura in the entire eastern part of Yuezhou is relatively scarce, but Qingyang Town is an outstanding person and has many cultivators.

The people of Qingyang Town are simple, everyone is harmonious and friendly, and under the leadership of the Mu family, the only cultivation family in the town, it is a potential place that is expected to develop into a third-class city.

For decades, Qingyang Town has been quiet and peaceful, filled with laughter and laughter.

However, on this day, the peace of Qingyang Town was shattered......

The night faded and dawn arrived.

A group of uninvited guests quietly arrived.

A group of a dozen mysterious people shrouded in black cloaks caught the attention of early risers on the street.

Looking at their strange dress, everyone looked sideways.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in Qingyang Town?"

A middle-aged blacksmith striking iron on the side of the road asked a leading figure.

Although those people were dressed in the same way and their faces could not be seen clearly, one of them faintly exuded the momentum of a superior person, giving people the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

When questioned by the blacksmith, the man turned a deaf ear and did not even look at him.

He muttered: "It's a quiet and peaceful town, why didn't I find out that there was such a place in Yuezhou... But... This is the atmosphere that I hate the most!"

Then, turning behind him, he said, "Kill, after a quarter of an hour, there will be no more alive." ”

The blacksmith didn't hear what he said clearly, but he heard the words clearly, and the cold tone and cruel words made the blacksmith tremble.

The blacksmith was stunned for a moment and then ran away, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Everyone run! Go to Mu's house to report the news, and say that someone has come to Qingyang Town to make trouble!"

The others didn't know what was going on and couldn't help but look sideways.

"Noise!" the black-robed leader gave the blacksmith a cold look, then raised his right hand lightly and pointed his index finger towards the blacksmith.

I saw a black light shoot out of his fingertips towards the blacksmith.

The blacksmith was instantly pierced by the black man, and his galloping footsteps suddenly stopped, and with a shocked expression, he rushed forward with inertia for a while, and then fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

His eyes were wide open, but he didn't make any more sound.

"Ahh

"Run, go to the Mu family, the Mu family will definitely be able to deal with them!"

Pedestrians on the road immediately scurried around in horror, and the scene was chaotic.

But then, a burst of screams filled the entire street, and gradually spread to the entire Qingyang Town.

In less than a quarter of an hour, it was finally clear again.

However, at this time, Qingyang Town was already a hell on earth.

Blood stained the earth red, and there were dead corpses everywhere, as if they were uttering a silent cry, angrily denouncing the injustice of heaven.

The entire Qingyang Town, with more than 2,000 people, was slaughtered, which was shocking and inhumane!

Even the Mu family, who had the masters of the third realm of the earth level, was not their enemy.

"Master, they're all killed!" a young voice said respectfully to the black-robed man in the lead.

"Well, okay!" The leading black-robed man nodded and said, "Pantheistic Sect! Gu Chen! Hehe, if you want to get married, this seat will give you a big gift, and when the time comes, this seat will let you know what despair is!"

"Master, I don't know what the hell is going on with that guy in the north? Why did he suddenly let us go after he had trapped us and kept us from making trouble with the Pantheist Sect?" the young voice asked again.

"All he needs is a strong ally, and he chose to abandon us in favor of the Pantheon, and now he probably has other ideas. I don't know what he's up to, but I'll prove to him who is his best choice!" said the leader gloomily.

"However, the Pantheistic Sect is not easy to deal with now! I heard that Yi Guichen broke through to the Holy Realm, if they find out our whereabouts, I'm afraid..."

The young voice was interrupted before he could finish.

"Hmph, that traitor! how can I be afraid of him now that I am healed from my injuries?" the leader snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"He's cultivated the Divine Summoning Technique...", the young man stopped talking.

"What about the Divine Summoning Technique? This seat has also learned another divine skill! Isn't the Divine Skill of the Shura Hall inferior to the Divine Summoning Technique?" said the leader disapprovingly.

"What, master, when are you?" asked the young man with a puzzled moment.

The leader sneered and did not answer.

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The happy event of the leader of the Pantheistic Sect is approaching, and the whole Yuezhou is full of lights, singing and laughing, and the joy is strong.

After all these years of operation, the Pantheistic Sect has won the hearts of the people, and Gu Chen, as the leader of the Pantheistic Sect, is deeply loved.

Now Gu Chen's happy event makes them treat it as their own happy event from the bottom of their hearts.

In this critical period of universal celebration, the four major hall masters of the Pantheistic Sect are very busy.

Because the people from all sides who came to congratulate are already on their way, the whole of Yuezhou will be mixed up at that time, and the issue of order will have to be maintained with great effort.

In order to prevent this from happening, the four major temples even sent disciples to observe them along the way early, in case people with ulterior motives mixed in.

Among them, the Vermilion Bird Palace, which is in charge of intelligence and supervision work, is the most busy, and Tang Qingwu is anxious to deal with some useful and useless intelligence information all day long, and he deeply feels that one head is two big.

"See the hall master, the disciple is the person in charge of the intelligence department of Forget Heart City, something unusual seems to have happened in a small town in the east of Yuezhou!"

Tang Qingwu was sorting out information in the Vermilion Bird Hall, when suddenly an elite disciple of the Vermilion Bird Hall came to make a report.

"Eastern Town?" Tang Qingwu suddenly frowned, what kind of big deal could be in such a remote place in the eastern part of Yuezhou! Moreover, the eastern part is bordered by the sea, and people who come to congratulate him basically won't go there.

But with a cautious temperament, Tang Qingwu still asked, "What's wrong?"

The disciple said: "That's right, yesterday evening, a loose cultivator from the east found the Intelligence Department of Forget Heart City and reported that when he passed through Qingyang Town, he suddenly heard a miserable scream, which lasted for a quarter of an hour, men, women and children, and then the entire Qingyang City fell into a dead silence, and he also smelled a strong smell of blood wafting from afar. ”

"Where is that person?" Tang Qingwu didn't dare to despise this matter when he heard this, but after all, it was news from outsiders, and his credibility had yet to be tested.

The disciple knew that this matter was not trivial, so he brought him with him, and he was outside the hall at this time. The disciple said with a serious face.

"Very good, let him in, the main hall will personally ask questions!" Tang Qingwu said with a hint of appreciation.

The disciple saluted Tang Qingwu, and then withdrew from the hall, bringing with him a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance.

The man was dressed in a cyan short suit, with a black hat on his head, and he looked like a normal wandering monk.

As soon as he saw Tang Qingwu, he was stunned, his eyes straightened, although he had already heard that the hall master of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Pantheistic Sect was one of the best beauties in Yuezhou, but he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it with his own eyes.

"Ahem" Fortunately, the Vermilion Bird Hall disciple beside him coughed lightly to remind him, so that he came to his senses.

"Villain Hu Dawei, meet the hall master. The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed to Tang Qingwu.

Tang Qingwu had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, so he didn't blame it, and said expressionlessly: "What you said is true? If what you say is true, the hall master will have his own reward, but if you keep your word, the hall master will never spare you!"

The man swore and said: "What the villain said is true! If there is a lie, he will be punished by heaven! How dare the villain talk nonsense about this kind of thing, I was really frightened at the beginning, and I heard a scream from Qingyang Town from a distance. In hindsight, I still have lingering palpitations, I guess that the entire Qingyang Town has probably been slaughtered!"

Tang Qingwu thought for a while when he heard this, and then summoned a disciple and asked him to take the person to receive the reward.

Then he asked the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Hall who had come to report earlier, "What's your name?"

The disciple was overjoyed when he heard this, and replied excitedly: "Qiqi Hall Master, the disciple's name is Zhang He, and he is the person in charge of the information of the Forgotten Heart City. ”

"Zhang He, right! The master of this hall has given you a dangerous job, I don't know if you dare to accept it?" Tang Qingwu looked at Zhang He with interest and said.

"The hall master has an order, and the disciple dare not obey!" Zhang He said solemnly.

Tang Qingwu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, you go to Qingyang Town in person, go back quickly, find out the truth, and report to the lord of this hall." ”

The man gritted his teeth and said in his heart: Wealth is in danger!

"Yes! Disciple commanded!" Zhang He was slightly nervous, because the gangster might still be in Qingyang Town, if he did, the other party would be able to slaughter the entire Qingyang Town, and the cultivation of his second realm was naturally not an opponent.

Tang Qingwu didn't mean to let his disciples go on an adventure, but at this time, there were indeed not too many people available, and the large number of people sent was easy to startle.

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Four days later, Zhang He came to Qingyang Town with a nervous mood.

A breeze blew, and Zhang He's nose twitched, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

Because there is a disgusting rancid smell in the air.

He forcibly resisted his vomit and cautiously approached Qingyang Town.

Finally saw a shocking picture.

"Vomit..."Zhang He finally couldn't bear it anymore and vomited.

I saw that the streets of Qingyang City were full of rotting corpses...... It's just miserable.

Zhang He's mood was like a mixed mood, but as an elite disciple of the Vermilion Bird Hall who had received strict training, Zhang He quickly understood what he had to do.

Pinching his nose, he slowly approached a corpse, carefully examining its wounds.

"Huh!" Suddenly, he let out a startled sigh, and hurriedly walked to another corpse to rummage through it, and he couldn't even cover his nose, and the whole person became extremely serious.

After looking at more than a dozen corpses in a row, Zhang He showed a surprised and happy expression, and then ran in the direction he came.

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"Have you found out?" In the Vermilion Bird Hall, Tang Qingwu asked Zhang He, who had just returned.

"Back to the hall master, Qingyang Town has indeed been slaughtered, and the disciple has already found out the murderer's methods!" Zhang He said excitedly.

"Oh, go on!" Tang Qingwu glanced at Zhang He appreciatively and said.

"Disciple is sure, this matter was done by the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect!" Zhang He said confidently, because he was originally a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but he was the one who supported Yi Guichen, he had been in the Heavenly Demon Sect for more than ten years, and he naturally knew everything about the methods of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Are you sure?" Tang Qingwu's body straightened, and his expression suddenly became extremely serious.

"Definitely!" Zhang He said with a solemn nod.

Tang Qingwu praised: "Very well done! You go back first, and after a while, you will return to the main altar and stay by the side of the hall master to do things." ”

"Yes! Yes, the disciple has retired!" Zhang He was so happy that he was a little incoherent.

After Zhang He retreated, Tang Qingwu suddenly got up and walked out of the main hall, turning into a golden light and sweeping towards the depths of the main altar.