Qian Yunsheng rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion with a dozen people in a hurry, and quickly rushed towards the location of the accident.

Although he was mentally prepared for everything that was to come, the sight in front of him still challenged his nerves.

Blood, death, wailing, and mutated demons, the sight of Jixia City about to fall reminded him all the time that he must take every step carefully.

Now it is just a seemingly inadvertent small step, a small choice, and it may become an abyss that will never be overcome.

Thankfully, so far, what happened hasn't gone off his radar.

He had long since stopped counting on the Asan faction's assistance, and now the key was to find the only way to survive. Thinking of this, Qian Yunsheng thought of the seed he had bounced on the city lord, and his mood was still very heavy.

At this moment, the ground in the distance became trembling, as if a huge monster was rushing towards them.

"God bless!"

Qian Yunsheng took the lead in roaring, and the people around him echoed piecemeal.

He bounced violently, his feet wrapped in two huge vines, allowing him to bounce smoothly, and finally saw the image of the demon through the layers of eaves.

The top of the demon's head in front of him seemed to be like a huge eaves, and the flat top was like a hat on top of a huge head, and at the top of the hat, countless blood pools were gathered, and from a distance, it seemed to be a huge pool of blood.

In addition to the huge and strange top of the head, underneath the top of the head is a large, round head. In the center of the head there is only a black eye that looks like a black hole, and a large round mouth.

The demon's sturdy and slender limbs resemble those of praying mantis, gathering the crowd of people running around the street, grabbing them in their hands and throwing them into their huge mouths like fried beans.

Qian Yunsheng's feeling at that moment was as if he was seeing a human-shaped meat grinder.

"First find a way to trap it and let the people evacuate. Qian Yunsheng commanded loudly, and the moment he rushed over, he took the lead in throwing out a handful of vines, like a dense fence.

The monks who followed him soon three or four jumped onto the fence,

Some people threw talismans, others cast spells, and a monk commanded a huge square seal to smash the demon from the sky.

"Good!" Qian Yunsheng praised loudly to boost morale.

He saw that everyone had already begun to fight with the demons, and threw out several vines in turn, barely connecting the fences into a circle, and everyone jumped on the fence, each of them attacking the demon that was surrounded in the center.

Qian Yunsheng threw out several big trees again, and the vines of the fence that had been entrenched were strangely wrapped around the big trees, and the huge branches of these tall trees also waved out, stretching out towards the demons, as if they were clumsy dancing giants.

The vines wrapped up like water snakes, revealing sharp thorns, as if they had put on a set of sharp armor for a huge giant.

Although the demon was surrounded in the middle, it was as if it was ignoring them at all, not only did everyone's attacks hit it like an itch, but it even had the leisure to swallow the last group of people in its hands, and then slowly looked at everyone.

The demon looked impatient, and it gurgled and roared, as if it were a swarm of small insects blocking its dinner.

It stretched out its huge arms to push away the trees that stood in its way, and then inhaled sharply.

The crowd seemed to have encountered an irresistible gust of wind and took several steps in front of it, and even the huge tree moved several meters in disarray.

If it weren't for Qian Yunsheng's quick reaction and hurriedly commanding the vines to entangle himself, I'm afraid he would have to be pulled into it like these people.

Then the demon erupted violently as if it had taken full breath, and a huge wind mixed with countless blood-red rain that gathered on the top of the demon's head spurted out at once.

"Ah~"

The people who were sucked close by the demon screamed one after another, and the huge blood-red rain spewed out by the demon seemed to have a powerful corrosive force, and all the monks who were sticking to a little bit screamed and burned out a big hole.

Some of these holes are on the face, some on the body, and some on the legs and arms.

The few qi refiners on their faces or bodies quickly lost their voices, quickly and completely melting.

The rest of them also lost their combat effectiveness one after another, and two of them just took out the rejuvenation charm to heal their wounds, but they were directly grabbed by the demon and stuffed into their mouths.

Qian Yunsheng was wearing a dementor banner in front of him, his face was ugly, but he was secretly glad in his heart.

If he hadn't seen a bad opportunity just now, he quickly showed the dementor banner regardless of revealing the identity of the ghost cultivator, I'm afraid that this time he would also have been poisoned by demons.

You must know that just one face, so many people brought out by himself were actually poisoned by demons, which Qian Yunsheng could never have imagined.

Ignoring the monks who had fallen to the ground and were not yet dead, Qian Yunsheng simply shook the dementor flag, and from the corpses that had just died, one after another the souls floated towards Qian Yunsheng's dementor flag.

This is also the reason why he took the initiative to invite Ying to fight the demons, you must know that for ghost cultivators, the huge battlefield of death is their real stage. And on such a stage, Qian Yunsheng, who has the Soul Flag, can even greatly improve his strength.

"You, are you a ghost cultivator?!" The surrounding monks of the City Lord's Mansion who had not yet died looked at Qian Yunsheng in amazement.

"What?" Now that the identity of the ghost cultivator has been exposed, Qian Yunsheng is no longer hiding, he graciously grabbed the dementor flag and flew into the air,

He looked at them and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

"No, no" Everyone hurriedly shook their heads, you must know that in everyone's minds, ghost cultivation and demons are synonymous with the same horror.

They play with corpses, and even with spirits, so that you die without peace.

"It's good if you don't," Qian Yunsheng snorted coldly, "For the sake of you all brought out by me, I will drag the demon in a while, if you want to run for your life, run away quickly, or you won't be able to escape after a while." ”

Then he stopped paying attention to the people who were still stunned on the ground, and stared nervously at the demon in front of him.

The soul on the corpse over there had just been attracted by the dementor banner and floated out, and the demon had changed from its previous indifferent and slow state. It was as if Qianyun had brought his confinement to life, and rushed towards him with a roar.

"There's a play!" Qian Yunsheng's eyes lit up, since the demon cared so much about the soul after death, it should be able to attract the other party away.

With a deft flash, he continued to hold the Dementor Banner and absorb the souls of freshly dead corpses on the ground, and flew away with the demons like a bee around an elephant.

Watching Qian Yunsheng take the demon away, the few monks who were still lying on the ground finally took a breath.

"What shall we do?" asked one of the monks.

One of them, who looked quite old, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go back to the City Lord's Mansion first, and report the matter here to the City Lord, I didn't expect that there would be a ghost cultivator, and such important information must be known to the City Lord." ”

Everyone nodded, the safest place now is the City Lord's Mansion, with the sudden incident of Qian Yunsheng's ghost cultivation, they can be regarded as having found the perfect excuse, so that even if they go back, they will not be punished by the City Lord.

"Let's go!" the old cultivator who proposed took the lead in standing up, directing everyone to support each other.

Suddenly, the ground bulged violently, and a huge mouth came out from under the ground and swallowed the old monk in one gulp.

"Puff, puff, puff~"

Several more huge white worms flipped out from different positions and chirped triumphantly at the wounded monks in the middle, as if they had seen a delicious meal.

Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!

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