The thick clouds seem to be torn apart by the power of the world, domineering.

The shy moon disk hiding behind the clouds worked hard to sprinkle the cold moonlight and illuminate the whimpering land.

The twenty-eight corpses of the evil cultivators all knelt on the ground, losing the breath of life, and even the evil qi on their bodies was like a little dry, leaving only a few dots.

Luo Hong's white clothes fluttered, standing in place, not yet taking off the mask of the evil cultivator.

With his eyes closed, the twenty-eight evil cultivators, most of whom were the fifth-grade evil cultivators, had provided him with a large amount of evil qi, so that the seventy-two evil bead rings in his dantian had accumulated one-third, and now he was only one-third away from accumulating to perfection.

The capacity of the dantian has been expanded again, and every time the evil of the evil cultivator is absorbed, the capacity of the dantian will be expanded, but now these expansions are not a big problem for Luo Hong, who originally had an amazing dantian capacity.

Absorbing evil, the positive yang qi on his body became more and more intense, and from a distance, it was like a bright moon in the world, as if it was going to be compared with the moon disk in the sky.

The whole mass grave was silent.

Only the faint sound of the ashes of the burnt paper, swept across the ground in the breeze.

Crunch crunch......

It was the sound of stepping on gravel.

A white-robed monk of Bitter Moon walked slowly, his palms folded and his face serious.

Before, there was still a strong evil aura in the air, and there was even more terrifying killing power surging, but after a long time, the killing machine disappeared, and the evil spirit also evaporated.

When the Kuyue monk came on foot, he saw twenty-eight corpses lying on the ground.

They all knelt down religiously and lost their life qi.

During their lifetimes, each of them was an evil cultivator of one side, killing people without blinking, slaughtering the world, and being a villain on the wanted list of Dali Temple.

"They are all dead, is Lord Luo Shi killing again?"

Monk Kuyue clasped his palms together.

Said slowly.

The moon is clear and bright, sprinkled on Luo Hong's body, Luo Hong's head is full of silver threads, he glanced at the monk obliquely, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If they want to kill me, I will kill them, God. ”

Luo Hong said.

"You can save their lives, and perhaps, they can mend their ways, put down the butcher's knife, and become Buddhas on the spot. ”

Monk Kuyue still frowned and said.

Luo Hong grinned: "Wicked people have done so many evil things, they can become Buddhas by putting down the butcher knife, and good people have done so many good things, and if they don't become Buddhas, they will be hunted down and persecuted by ...... wicked."

"Monk, why do you say it is? Is the Buddha eccentric?"

Luo Hong's words made the bitter moon monk stunned.

His lips twitched for a while, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"By the way, monk...... There is one more question for this childe. ”

Luo Hong twisted his neck, raised his hand, and held the ancient sword Dijiao.

In the next moment, the wind blew all over the ground and the sand and gravel rolled.

The white caftan and the white monk's robe are flying.

Luo Hong, who was wearing half of the mask of the evil monarch, didn't know when his cheek had been attached to the cheek of the bitter moon monk, his silver hair was fluttering, and there was a faint sudden killing intention, and the ground was flat in all directions.

Monk Kuyue clasped his hands together and his eyes shrank slightly.

"You just had the intention to kill me, did you want to kill me?"

Luo Hong said with a smile.

Airplanes!

The ancient sword earth Jiao swept by in an instant, making a light trembling sound.

"Amitabha. ”

Monk Kuyue's hair stood on end, and a feeling of being shrouded in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood made his face extremely ugly, he didn't expect that Luo Hong only sensed a little killing opportunity, that is, the thunder shot and wanted to kill him.

Poof!

The Earth Jiao Sword slashed, and the sword qi burst out for several meters, plowing the ground into a ravine.

Monk Kuyue gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, the white monk's robe was stained with blood, and a broken arm flew up into the sky and landed on the ground.

There was only one arm left, still standing in front of him.

"Cut off your arm, and next time, it's your head. ”

"If you have a killing intention against me, then don't hide and hide, just burst out, if I am killed by you, it will be my life. ”

Luo Hong glanced at Monk Kuyue and said.

"Besides, even your half-hung Buddha cultivator is not worthy of killing me, I have a Buddha in my heart, where is your Buddha?"

When the bitter moon monk heard this, his whole body trembled and he knelt on the ground.

He stared at Yuehua in a daze.

was cut off by an arm, and was punished by heart......

Monk Kuyue felt confused, he couldn't answer Luo Hong's question, he couldn't dodge Luo Hong's sword, and he couldn't refute Luo Hong's punishment......

What kind of Buddha does he cultivate?

in the carriage.

Zhao Donghan woke up leisurely, he seemed to have experienced a spring and autumn dream, in which countless evil cultivators were beating him, and there were even ghosts pinching his neck.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and the scar on Zhao Donghan's face squirmed.

"Childe!"

With a cry of sorrow, he rushed out of the carriage, and the frightened horses neighed for a while.

However, Zhao Donghan, who had just stepped out of the carriage, saw a scene engraved on his head, which is unforgettable in this life and this life.

The afterglow of the moon is sprinkled, like a clear coat covering the world.

The boy in white clothes fluttering, carrying his hands on his back, his silver hair is scattered, and his body reflects the moonlight, and the breath of the sun and the bright moon in the sky reflect each other.

Around, twenty-eight corpses of evil cultivators, kneeling reverently, bowing their eyebrows and bowing their heads, as if kneeling down again an immortal who came out of the gate of heaven, and as if kneeling down again to cross them out of the sea of suffering.

Monk Kuyue broke his arm, but he looked at his son in a daze.

The disciples of Buddhism were also impressed by the temperament of the child, and the disciples of the Buddha were also crossed by the child?

Zhao Donghan didn't care about the pain in the back of his neck, clenched his fists, looked at this scene, and inhaled deeply.

The twenty-eight bodies were all evil cultivators, and it could be seen from their hideous appearance, but just like that, the twenty-eight evil cultivators all died here.

My son-in-law is unparalleled!

Zhao Donghan roared in his heart.

Excitedly, he climbed out of the carriage.

And Luo Hong glanced at Zhao Donghan, because he fainted, so the evil cultivators did not anger Zhao Donghan, and Zhao Donghan was quite energetic at this moment.

Luo Hong sighed, whose guard is like this.

As a son, he actually has to consider the safety of the guards, and it is really too difficult for him.

took off the mask of the evil monarch, and returned to green silk with silver hair.

Under Zhao Donghan's concerned gaze, Luo Hong got into the carriage.

"Lao Zhao, the memorial service is over, go back to the city. ”

A faint voice came from the carriage, a little tired.

Zhao Donghan listened to the distressing exhaustion in Gongzi's voice, couldn't help but take a deep breath, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, and then looked at the confused and broken arm of the Kuyue monk, and swallowed his saliva.

He already had a shocking battle in his mind.

The picture of the twenty-eight evil cultivators all kneeling down devoutly and being crossed by the son.

The sound of horses' hooves exploded.

Like three black lightning bolts, they traveled through the night, and soon appeared in Jishan Village, and then continued to move forward and rushed to the mass grave.

The remnants of many five-grade evil cultivators were extremely depressed, making Luo's color gradually unsightly.

Fangzheng's meticulous face flashed with seriousness.

This time, I feel that there is a danger of death, such a terrifying evil qi cultivator, Luo Hong Gongzi...... What the hell happened?!

And Ziwei's delicate body was trembling.

Suddenly.

Their horizons broadened, and they saw twenty-eight kneeling corpses, and they also saw the bitter moon monk with a broken arm sprinkled in the moonlight.

They were all shaken.

The clatter of the car crushing over the rubble on the ground.

A horse-drawn carriage travels leisurely.

Zhao Donghan sat in the coachman's position, driving the carriage Xu Xing, and happened to see Luo Feng, Ziwei and Fang Zheng.

Luo Feng looked at Zhao Donghan, his eyes jumped, and he looked at the carriage that was hidden by the curtain.

What happened?

Luo Hong was safe and sound, but there were twenty-eight corpses of evil cultivators left here......

What kind of fighting is going on here?

They came late and didn't know anything.

Zhao Donghan saw that Luo Feng seemed to be about to ask something, thinking of Gongzi's tired voice, he couldn't help but raise his hand, put an index finger to his lips, and gestured towards Luo Feng.

"Childe is tired, don't bother. ”

Zhao Donghan lowered his voice and said.

Luo Feng was stunned, nodded solemnly, and lowered his voice.

"Zhao Zhuangshi and the others will come to the county office. ”

When Zhao Donghan heard this, he was immediately a little embarrassed, what to do in the county office, of course he knew that he had experience in the case file.

But the main thing is ...... During this battle, he was in a coma.

However, judging from the results of the battle, Zhao Donghan felt that it should not be much different from what he imagined.

Gongzi is a disciple of the master, a positive yang qi, inviolable, a real evil cultivator nemesis, between the sword, attracting the mighty river, crossing these evil cultivators!

Zhao Donghan has a spectrum in his heart.

Facing Luo Feng, he nodded solemnly.

Then, he slammed his horsewhip and drove away.

In the carriage, Luo Hong was sinking his heart at the moment, refining the evil qi he had absorbed, and he didn't think much about the conversation between Zhao Donghan and Luo Feng outside the carriage.

......

After Luo Hong left.

Luo Feng walked towards the bitter moon monk, but the bitter moon just stood up indifferently, faced Luo Feng's question, without the slightest idea of answering, grabbed his severed arm, and left with Yu Yuehua sprinkled.

Luo Feng pouted, sure enough, Zhao Zhuangshi was more approachable.

For the monk of Wangchuan Temple, who speaks of Buddha, Luo Feng, who is an official of the imperial court, is very disdainful of this.

Ignoring the departing Bitter Moon Monk, Luo Feng took Ziwei and Fang Zheng to confirm the corpses of these evil cultivators.

While confirming, I gasped for air.

These evil cultivators, all of whom are of the same color and five grades, are all masters who have committed major crimes, and they are all evil cultivators of the Heaven and Earth Evil Sect who have never been registered!

It's time to solve a big case!

Luo Feng was overjoyed, as if he had followed in the footsteps of the young man and solved a major case of evil cultivation!

He is worthy of being the evil cultivator nemesis Luo Gongzi!

After another half of the ring, the catchers of the county government of Anping County rushed to the scene.

It happened that under Luo Feng's arrangement, these evil cultivator corpses were transported back to Anping County together.

......

In the middle of the jungle.

Huang Chao was covered with cold sweat, twenty-eight evil cultivators, including eighteen five-grade evil cultivators, all died and were killed by Luo Hong.

He hid in the dense forest, saw it clearly, and when he saw the crushing battle, he only felt a chill all over his body.

"Luo Honggongzi is an evil cultivator, but the positive yang qi on his body is extremely strong, which has a great suppressive effect on evil cultivation...... It's really too contradictory. ”

"However, what is certain is that such an existence will soar into the sky in the future, the son of Luo Hou, the grandson of the king of Zhenbei, at least one of the male lords, since I have followed him, then follow well, my greatest value now is to be placed in the evil gate of heaven and earth, so I can't be exposed, and even keep climbing, the higher I climb, the higher the value!"

Huang Chao's eyes flickered, he made up his mind, and then spread his wings, turned into a night bat, and disappeared into the dense forest.

......

In the middle of the night, the carriage drove back to Anping County.

Returned to Luo Province.

The blind man in the pavilion heard the voice, couldn't help but smile, held the bamboo cane and tapped the ground, and returned to the room.

Luo Hong got out of the carriage and originally wanted to go to Luo Xiaoxiao's courtyard to tell Xiaoxiao a story, but the evil sucked too much, and he had to go back to the room to digest it.

And Zhao Donghan set up the carriage, fed the horses some grass, and left Luofu, under the increasingly cool moonlight.

Hurriedly went in the direction of the county office.

PS: On Monday, ask for a freshly baked recommendation ticket~