In a private house in Qingxian, a black-clothed figure listened to the sound outside, his expression was extremely indifferent, for him, he didn't care about what was going on here, he wanted what Gongzi needed.

"Well, I found you, Luo Bei, you can't escape."

The black-clothed figure suddenly sneered and slowly disappeared into the house.

The ghost door is closed, yin and yang are chaotic, at this time, no matter how clever the concealment is, some traces will be revealed, and what he needs is that trace.

In a slum, a man huddled in the corner, unkempt flashed a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"Damn, I was still found, what a good group of dogs, but, I thought I could catch Luo Bei in this way, I dreamed, the imperial seal is mine, and no one can take it away......"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, the figure was in place.

……

At this time, Liang Xing left Liang's house and came to the Temple of Literature.

Liang Xing knelt in front of the statue of Da Confucian at this time, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"The great Confucian is above, the student Liang Xing, seeing that Qingxian County was destroyed by the disaster of the county, please be angry and save the people of Qingxian from fire and water!"

The words fell, but the statue of the Great Confucian in front of him did not move at all.

Liang Xing knelt there, listening to the screams outside, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

"Confucian, have you heard, this is the Qingxian County you want to protect, do you want to watch innocent children being slaughtered and corpses all over the field......"

Liang Xing shouted loudly, his voice crying blood.

……

In the darkness, there was a sudden thunderclap, dark clouds appeared, obscuring the moonlight, and torrential rain poured down.

About thirty miles away from Qingxian, a group of nine people was moving forward at a rapid pace.

"The yin qi ahead is surging, the evil god is about to be born, speed up!"

The first one said in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded, and all of a sudden, they all looked ahead.

A figure like a bookkeeper leaned lazily against a tree.

Looking at this figure, the purple-clothed figure headed by him had a condensed look in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yama of the God Organization!" ”

Mr. Yama, a five-grade martial artist, a Yama ruler, measure life and death!

"I didn't expect that a small Qingxian County could let the dignified purple-clothed head catcher come forward, or a stick to shock the Wudong River!"

The other party smiled faintly and pointed out the identity of the purple-clothed figure.

"Looks like you've been expecting that."

Wu Donghe calmly spoke.

"In that case, let's stop talking nonsense, kill you, and then go to support Qingxian!"

"Kill me, just rely on your fourth-grade level cultivation?"

Mr. Yan Luo looked at Wu Donghe and smiled faintly.

As he spoke, he looked at the eight people behind the other party and sneered, "Plus those eight third-grade wastes behind you." ”

The corners of Wu Donghe's mouth lifted a trace of arc, "The five-grade level is indeed very powerful, but when has my martial arts family been afraid!" ”

When the words fell, he snorted coldly, "Set up the array, the Nine Heavens Stars are shining!" ”

When the words fell, the eight people suddenly snorted coldly, and their figures flashed, standing in different directions.

Their hands were sealed, and one after another true qi poured out, directly enveloping Mr. Yama.

An invisible air shield appeared, covering a hundred feet in all directions.

Wu Donghe stood at the core, and his momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and in an instant, he directly reached the five-grade level!

Behind him, an illusory heavenly palace appeared.

Wu Donghe's body soared into the air, like a god of war, exuding a domineering and unparalleled battle intent.

He slowly pulled out the long stick behind his back and looked at the other party with a squint, "Come and fight!" ”

Looking at this scene, Mr. Yan Luo's eyes froze, the contempt on his face slowly dissipated, and he said, "Yes, it is worthy of the fighting family, and the fighting spirit is unparalleled, let me see your martial family's fighting stick technique!" ”

When the words fell, he slapped his palm out, and the heavens and the earth changed color, as if the door of the netherworld opened, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves resounded.

One ghost after another appeared, rushing towards the Wudong River.

"Break it for me!"

Wu Donghe sneered, and a stick blasted out in an instant, like a mountain collapsing, and the power of Zhigang Zhiyang exploded, sweeping invincible.

It's just a stick, the world is clear, and all the ghosts are shattered.

"Show your true skills, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

Wu Donghe opened his mouth coldly.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the other party's face, "Okay, since you want to see my true strength, let you take a look." ”

As the words fell, his hands were sealed, and endless black light spread from his body, as if turning into a netherworld hell.

Countless unjust souls gathered around him, prostrate in front of him.

"Nether Voice!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and countless unjust souls sent out terrifying sound waves at this time, rushing towards the Wudong River.

……

On the mountain peaks outside Qingxian, Zhao Lan, Liu Bing and the others all turned their heads and looked into the distance.

"Wudonghe came, but was stopped!"

Liu Bing opened his mouth with an ugly face.

"It seems that this is the handiwork of the God Organization, this breath, if I guess correctly, it should be Mr. Yan Luo, a martial artist at the peak of the fifth grade, this guy who is full of evil, I really want to kill him with my own hands!"

Zhao Lan said indifferently.

"We can't kill him, if we join forces, we can barely fight against the average five-rank martial artist, and fight with this guy, and in the end it is ourselves who suffer."

Liu Bing shook his head helplessly, "Of course, Sister Lan, if you can reach the realm of Sunshine, you should be able to defeat the other party." ”

For them Spirit Riders, cross-border battles are not a difficult task, but crossing two levels is unlikely,

"The people of the God Organization are very well prepared, and then it depends on which of us has more followers."

Zhao Lan opened her mouth with an indifferent gaze.

"Now that Qingxian County is in complete chaos, why don't we take action?"

Liu Bing asked.

"No, it's all some small shrimps, Qi Zixiao and those head catchers, plus some martial artists can completely deal with it, what we have to deal with is the evil god, there is only one chance to make a move, we can't waste it!"

Zhao Lan said indifferently.

Even if they make a move now, it can be regarded as a cure, only by solving the evil god, this matter can be completely ended, as for some people to die, this is inevitable, they have long been accustomed to life and death.

Some terrifying spiritual disasters will directly bury a city!

As she spoke, she looked at a place in Qingxian County, "That demon fox even dared to come back, maybe, it could be our helper, maybe ......."

On a street, Qi Zixiao looked around with a cold gaze, he also heard the miserable sound that came, but he forcibly resisted the urge to leave, there are catchers in every place, once he leaves, there will be big problems in the area he guards.

Standing in place, his aura was exuberant, like a furnace, and as soon as some of the geyers approached, they seemed to be scorched by the flames, and retreated frantically.

On this street, an exclamation suddenly came from a family.

Qi Zixiao didn't move, the spiritual realm unfolded, and it stretched out in an instant, and a terrifying figure with seven holes bleeding was grabbing a man's neck, but a piece of scarlet arrived in an instant.

The figure was directly trapped in it, and its body gradually blurred.

The man was saved, squatting on the ground and panting for breath, with a touch of horror in his eyes, and vaguely, he seemed to see Qi Zixiao's figure, like a god.

"I've got me on this street!"

A deep voice sounded, reassuring many panicked people.

Qi Zixiao solved some ghosts, looked at the City God Temple behind him indifferently, and vaguely, he saw countless yin qi converging there.

This process is unorganized and cannot be stopped.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, at this time, suddenly a strange voice sounded,

"Rustle"

It seems to be the sound of a long snake scurrying on the ground. Qi Zixiao looked at it, and it was red branches, which seemed to be stained red with blood.

From these branches, he sensed endless resentment.

There seemed to be countless cries in his ears.

"Look for death!"

Qi Zixiao snorted coldly, and the sword light flashed, directly slashing at the branch, and the blazing sword light divided the branch into several sections at once.

However, this is only the beginning, and the next moment, dense branches continue to spread here, and the number is so numerous that it makes people's scalp tingle.

Qi Zixiao and the catcher behind him all changed their faces, and they all started to kill these branches.

However, some of them had just cut off a few of them, and they were entangled by other branches, wrapped in an instant, and sucked the essence and blood of the whole body.

Zou Mansion

Ye Hongling opened her eyes, looked at Zou Ying on the side, and slowly spoke, "I'm leaving, you be careful yourself." ”

At this time, the Zou Mansion was full of martial arts masters, and there were three or four second-grade martial artists.

Zou Ying nodded, and only said, "Sister Hongling, you have to be careful." ”

Ye Hongling took the red tassel spear beside him and strode outside, the heavy rain fell, and soon disappeared into the rain curtain.

Zuo's Martial Arts Hall, Mr. Zuo's disciple pulled him to death, crying and said, "Master, you can't do it anymore, otherwise you will die." ”

Mr. Zuo's old face looked at the sky and muttered to himself, "The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and the old man still has the strength to fight, and he can't watch Qingxian fall." ”

When the words fell, he was really angry, shook his disciple back three steps, and strode outside by himself.

"The husband is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao, I am left shocked, not a lifetime of inaction, hahaha......"

Laughter rang out, and he disappeared into the torrential rain.

"Master......"

Seeing this, the disciple had tears in his eyes, and suddenly, he also picked up a long knife and quickly chased after it.

At this time, on the street where Zheng Hu was located, most of the catchers were seriously injured and fell to the ground, blood flowed down the rain, only he was barely supporting, his body was scarred, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

Zheng Hu smiled bitterly in his heart, the strength of the evil corpse in front of him was too terrifying, and it was even stronger than the last time he encountered it.

"Boom"

With a roar, he could no longer hold the big knife in his palm and flew out directly.

Lying on the ground, listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, Zheng Hu closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

However, after a few breaths, he suddenly noticed a strong aura appearing in front of him, and that breath was extremely familiar.

Zheng Hu opened his eyes and saw a red-clothed figure standing there, a spear like a dragon, stopping the terrifying evil corpse!