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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Three days later, Qingmeng and eleven others appeared in front of the marshal's camp, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, a group of people wearing pitch-black armor, pitch-black helmets, wearing a pitch-black demon mask, holding a pitch-black spear in their hands, carrying a black war knife more than a meter long on their backs, and two jet-black daggers with small arms hanging from their waists, walked towards Qingmeng and the others in a neat manner.

Seeing this group of people with a strong sense of killing, everyone present was shocked.

When the group of people came to Hua Wu Feiyang, twenty-three monks wrapped in pitch-black armor knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Hades Monarch Guard greets Hades Jun!"

Hearing the words of the group of people in front of Hua Wu Feiyang, many people were even more shocked on their faces, and said in a trembling voice: "It turns out that this is the Immortal Monarch Guard, and the Flower Dance Daoist is actually the mysterious Immortal Monarch!"

"Get up, do you all know about this mission?" Seeing the twenty-three people in front of him, Hua Wufei said with a soothing face.

"Report, Hades, subordinates and others already know. Captain Yuan Chengzhi lowered his head and said respectfully. "Okay, now that you know, let's go, remember to be careful. Hearing Yuan Chengzhi's words, Hua Wufei nodded and said.

"Yes!" Hearing Hua Wufei's words, the Immortal Monarch and his party stood up and walked behind Qingmen and the others without saying a word.

Looking at everyone around him, Qing Meng said in a deep voice: "I'll wait as a pioneer to investigate why the enemy army has been so quiet recently, I can't avoid the other party being unprepared to attack us, and I hope that all fellow Daoists will take precautions!"

"Qingmeng Daoist, don't worry, there are still us here, we will increase our defense, step up our defense, not to mention that Huawu Daoist is here to take charge, forgive him Those young people don't dare to do anything to cross the line. Hearing Qingmeng's words, everyone hugged their fists and swore solemnly.

"Master, we are not with you, you have to take care of yourself. At this time, Xue'er walked up to Hua Wu Feiyang, leaned on Hua Wu Feiyang's arms, and cried softly.

"Silly boy, you brothers and sisters go out with the senior lemon this time, you should be careful in everything, everything must be arranged by the senior lemon, you know?" Hua Wufeiyang gently patted Xue'er on the back and admonished.

"Well, I know, Master!" Xue'er wiped away her tears and walked over to the cold-blooded people.

After watching Xue'er come back, the cold-blooded others hugged their fists and said, "Take care, Master!"

"Go, remember to follow the arrangement, be careful in everything, and wait here for your triumphant return. Hua Wuyang waved his hand and chuckled.

"Let's go!" Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Qingmeng waved his hand, and took the lead in turning into a rainbow and disappearing into the sky to the left of the camp.

But what everyone didn't know was that at this time, there was a team of two hundred people, all of whom were cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, and had quietly disappeared into the distant sky with Qingmeng and the others.

Just half a month after Qingmeng and the others left, someone found Hua Wu Feiyang with a confused face, and asked why Yin Lingzi was missing, and Hua Wu Feiyang prevaricated on the grounds that there was something wrong in Xingchen Pavilion and asked him to go back to deal with affairs.

Seven days later, Qingmeng and the others finally entered the destination, and after some deliberation and planning, they quietly launched an action, first some low-level monks were solved by Qingmeng and others, and this third-rate force was suddenly destroyed by Qingmeng and others that night.

On the other hand, because all the Yin Lingzi were assassins and were good at assassination, they slaughtered all the second- and third-rate forces they encountered along the way.

Qingmeng and the others have high-level monks, so in the high-level of each force, they are all using violence to counter violence, and Yin Lingzi and others have the highest cultivation, so they all use the method of combined attacks, and wipe out their entire forces with the momentum of four or two thousand catties.

Eight months later, many Demon Cults knew that there were now two forces eating away at their power, one on the left was called the Raging Death, and the other on the right was called the Silent Death.

Some people once predicted that these two forces were actually separated by one force, and some people also put forward opinions and went all out to strangle these two inexplicable forces in the cradle, and in the end, because they didn't know anything about each other, they finally stopped doing it, and just tried their best to defend.

An old man in a big force who only has skin and bones left, listening to the report of the people below, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh lightly, and said: "If it is really as you say, these two forces belong to one person, then this person is really the true character of the hero, rising in the troubled times, and being able to reach the peak against the current, this kind of great perseverance and courage is not something that the hero cannot have." ”

"Report ......!" At this moment, a subordinate ran in with a panicked face and said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor, no, it's not good, it's not good!"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, the old man frowned impatiently and said angrily: "What is so panicked, how can you achieve great things like this?"

"No, Ancestor, you, you, your ......" Hearing the words of his ancestor, the people who came were more panicked, swallowing for a long time, and finally the old man roared angrily, saying: "What am I, just say it, you let me down too much." ”

"Your beloved great-grandson, Black Jade, has been killed by the Raging Grim Reaper. Hearing the anger of his ancestor, the people who came mustered up the courage to speak out.

"What!" Hearing this, the old man Kuroshi only felt a dizziness in his head, sat down in his chair, and asked with difficulty after a while, "Kuroki, what you said is true?"

"Ah......h ”

"Come, gather people, set off with me, I will kill all this living person for my Yu'er burial. The replaced black stone said with an angry face.

At this time, Qingmeng and the others, who were fifty miles away from the Black Demon Sect, quietly retreated after some inquiry, and after several days and nights of searching, Heishi still did not see any trace of the Raging Death, and couldn't help but vent all his anger in the woods he was in, and finally this place was in a mess.

"Come on, pay close attention to the small forces around you, and once you find a trace of the Raging Death, give me all the strength to strangle me. "In the end, Blackstone gave such an order and withdrew from the Dark Cult.