The prefect of Liangzhou saw this scene,

He felt his soul trembling uncontrollably,

The men in black were holding a banner in their hands, and the flag was no bigger than a flag.

But bursts of black mist poured out from the banner, and an eerie aura shrouded him.

He hurriedly turned the long sword in his hand, stirring up a dazzling light.

Although the righteousness of Confucianism can restrain these black fogs of yin and poison.

But after all, his cultivation was limited, and soon that Haoran righteousness was shrouded in layers of black mist.

The black mist seemed to come out of the Nine Hells Prison, making his heart tremble.

And the prefect's wife behind her was already unable to support it and was crumbling.

"Hiss ......",

Hideous skulls flashed out of each banner,

The skulls spat black mist from their mouths and pounced on the prefect.

The sword flashed,

The long sword in the prefect's hand slashed a skull,

Haoran struck the skull hard.

"Woo ......",

The skull hissed sharply,

And the skulls around them became more and more dense, and the entire bedroom was filled with the endless black fog.

One by one, the skulls condensed with an eerie aura and rushed towards the prefect,

Those black-clothed people kept urging the mantra, and the gloomy aura on the banner became stronger and stronger.

At this point,

The prefect and his wife were already wrapped in the whizzing skulls.

The terrifying yin qi and black mist drowned their figures.

The prefect only felt a heavy feeling in his brain,

His consciousness began to blur, and the prefect behind him had already collapsed and fallen into a coma.

The prefect was even more anxious, but he was not good at fighting these evil spirits.

The majestic righteousness in his body was also swallowed up by the endless black mist.

At this critical moment,

A long howl came from afar,

A majestic majestic righteousness rolled in, like a raging wave surging towards the bedroom.

"Where is the evil, dare to be so presumptuous",

There was a loud shout from outside the bedroom,

Then, a figure broke through the window with an extremely domineering Haoran righteousness.

The person who came was a sword-eyed star-eyed young man in a Confucian robe,

His palms stirred up a majestic righteousness, and he waved towards the black-clothed people.

The black-clothed men were urging the mantra, wanting to use the black mist emitted by the banner in their hands to devour the prefect and his wife.

They were caught off guard,

The strong Haoran righteousness slammed into the chests of the black-clothed men.

Directly slapped them away, and the skull phantom in the banner in their hands let out a roar of unwillingness.

Another young man in a Confucian robe jumped through the window, and a golden light burst out.

The long sword in the hand of the young man in the Confucian robe stirred up layers of sword light and swept towards the black-clothed people.

"Bang, bang, bang",

Several men in black were swept away by the domineering sword,

swept them out one after another, and several black-clothed people showed horror in their eyes.

"Disciples of the Book Pavilion, count yourself lucky."

The black-clothed men who were swept away could not hide their horror in their eyes.

As soon as they collected the flags in their hands, they departed one after another.

"Since you're here, don't go."

An unconcealable anger appeared on the face of the sword-eyed young man in the Confucian robe, and the righteous qi around him swelled.

"A gentleman is not a weapon",

I saw him shout,

then

The roaring Haoran righteousness rolled up a huge wave and swept away towards the black-clothed men.

And the figures of those men in black are about to rise,

But they were horrified to find that their bodies seemed to be imprisoned by some mysterious force, and they couldn't move for half a minute.

"A gentleman is like the wind",

The sword in the hand of the young man in the Confucian robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes spat wildly, only to see his figure turn into several afterimages like the wind.

With a turn of the sword's light,

The men in black only felt a feeling like a breeze blowing through their necks.

And the next moment, there was a sharp pain in their throats.

The black-clothed men fell silently, but the flags in their hands turned into several ghostly lights and shot high into the air.

The sword-eyed young man in the Confucian robe stared at him.

He slapped the void with his big hand towards the several streamers, and the speed of those flags was very fast.

The sword-eyed young man in the Confucian robe only slapped down one flag, and the flag fell from the sky with a dull sound.

And the young man in the Confucian robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes turned around, only to see him grasp the flag in his hand with a copy of his left hand.

A cold aura emanated from the banner, and the banner spat out billowing black mist.

The young man in the Confucian robe turned grim, and a touch of gold burst out from his left hand.

The domineering Haoran righteousness purified all the black fog on the banner, and in the end, the banner no longer had any movement.

"The evil of the Heavenly Demon Temple, I can't imagine that they actually made such an evil magic weapon",

The young man in the Confucian robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes handed the flag in his hand to his companion.

"Senior Ziyu, Senior Ziming, thank you."

The prefect sat beside his wife in a gloomy manner, and he said gratefully to the two young men in Confucian robes.

"It seems that the Heavenly Demon Temple wants to turn this Liangzhou into a hell on earth, and we can't leave for the time being."

Ziyu stretched out his hand and put his hand on the pulse of the prefect's wife's right hand, and he said to the prefect.

"This banner devours people's souls, and the one who eats their souls becomes a walking corpse."

Ziming examined the black-clothed men, and he turned his head to his companions and said.

"It seems that this Liangzhou City is not very peaceful",

After Zi Yu gave the prefect's wife's pulse, he poured out several Haoran true qi in the prefect's wife's body.

"Senior, my sister-in-law just fainted, just rest for a few days."

Ziyu comforted the prefect,

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, are you all right?"

Officials who heard the movement walked into the mansion with torches, and they shouted loudly.

"This officer is fine, you go on patrol",

The prefect walked out of the bedroom, and he said calmly to the officials.

Seeing that the prefect was fine, these officials also left on their own.

And the men in black who were killed were also taken away by them.

"Senior brother, that guy is also coming to Liangzhou",

Ziming looked at a place in the sky above Liangzhou, where there were bursts of aura fluctuations, and a huge aura rippled out.

"Heavenly Demon Temple, what the hell are you going to do?"

Zi Yu's eyes flickered, and he looked coldly at a certain place above Liangzhou City.

Ding Xiaoyi also felt that there was a breath wave in the sky above Liangzhou City, and the country was turbulent.

He looked at the sky above Liangzhou, which had a huge aura fluctuation.

"Did you fight?"

Ding Xiaoyi muttered,

It must have been a fierce battle between the ghost uncle and the mysterious master of Xuanyi in the sky, otherwise it would not have caused such a big breath fluctuation.

"Ding Xiaoyi, I feel that there is an unknown aura in the southeast of the city."

The princess of the demon kingdom turned pale, and she said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"It seems that the appearance of that person is to attract the overhaul of Liangzhou City, and their little minions are so troubled to fish in the water." Ding Xiaoyi immediately analyzed.

"Let's go, let's fight."

The little girl who was held in Ding Xiaoyi's arms was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so she kept urging Ding Xiaoyi.

"What are you anxious about?"

Ding Xiaoyi smiled at the little girl, he felt that this matter was not simple,

Because he had already sensed several very unusual breaths.

"Let's go to the east of the city",

In the end, Ding Xiaoyi decided, and he carried Ding Xiaodemon in the direction of the east of the city.

And the princess of the demon kingdom was also full of doubts in her heart, but she didn't ask.

A strong smell of blood permeated from an ordinary courtyard.

The sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand rose, and his figure swept into the courtyard like the wind.

And in this courtyard, there are several men in black holding a long knife in their hands.

They clenched a banner in their left hand, and an eerie aura emanated from it.

"Boom, here are three more deaths."

A man in black saw Ding Xiaoyi and others rushing into the courtyard, and he made a gloomy voice.

Ding Xiaoyi stared, and saw that several figures had fallen in this courtyard.

Those are all ordinary people in Liangzhou City, there are men and women, old and young.

There was a frightened look in their eyes, and they didn't seem to be completely out of breath.

Their mouths made a "whine" sound, and their whole bodies trembled.

Ding Xiaoyi saw clearly the flags in the hands of the black-clothed people, and he was angry.

A volcanic eruption of rage rushed through his chest, and he had never been so angry.

He knew this banner, and he also knew that this banner was one of the most evil and vicious magic weapons in the world.