The dust swept up, the lanterns under the eaves broke, and the flames burned out, licking the eaves.

In the air, a crack opened the courtyard wall, and the toad Daoist squeezed through the gap, and the two little short legs kicked hard a few times outside before squeezing into the wall.

Call.....

Panting and looking at the side where the smoke and dust were dancing, he turned to the little female ghost who had pierced through the wall and commanded:

"Come with the old man. ”

Nie Honglian followed the direction pointed by the toad Daoist, it was a two-story wooden building built next to the mountain wall, Honglian hesitated for a moment, and looked at the smoke-filled atrium over there.

"But Childe, he ......"

"Can't die, go!"

A ghost and a toad snuck through the corner of the wall while the smoke and dust were filled, and then the toad man spread his flippers and ran wildly.

...... Ha ha.

My darlings, the old man is back!

The excited mouth was wide open, dragging the long tongue to hang on the side of the mouth, a little far away in the four human pits, a figure struggled to get up, just stretched out his head, the frog webbed stepped on his head, and pressed the person back again, the toad Taoist didn't look at it, and went straight to the small building.

After a while, standing in front of the door of the small building, the toad's eyes gradually faded with excitement, and the toad Taoist was holding frog webs, staring at the ordinary copper-ringed wooden door, his face showing solemnity.

Pick up a piece of rubble that bounced and throw it over, causing a circle of ripples, and the stone bounced straight away.

"There's a ban......"

"Master Toad, you quickly find a way. ”

Hong Lian wandered left and right anxiously, looking back at the atrium from time to time, after looking over the rockery, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and there was a faint sound of sharp sounds.

Buzzing.....

The Moon Hazy Sword was inserted in a piece of broken rock, the sword body trembled slightly, and the light blue light flickered like lightning, splashing around against the sword body.

Lu Liangsheng supported the ground with one hand, his body was also trembling, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly got up from the ground, stepped on the broken tiles of the floor with the soles of his feet, and couldn't help shaking.

Yu Guang glanced at the wooden building, Hong Lian Zheng looked at it, he squeezed out a reassuring smile on his face, and then, looking at the front, the dust fell, and a pale red magic light shone in the room.

"Sure enough, the monks of the Jindan Realm are more powerful than those in the foundation building period...... I hope Master and Hong Lian can hurry up. ”

Immediately, he reached out to pull out the moon.

A rattle rang suddenly, and Lu Liangsheng touched the fingertips of the hilt of the sword, retracted it, and used the little mana left to resist.

Dingdingding......

The ringtone seemed to pierce my mind, and the whole person felt a little dizzy.

"Over there!" "Sure enough, someone attacked the station. ”

"Let's go over and take a look. "Kill!"

"When I saw him, I ...... alone"

In the distance, seven or eight Flame Prayer Sect monks who were lurking in the temple heard the movement rushing from the stele gate and the dojo, and there was also movement in front of the scholars.

The dust fell, Qi Bingzhang, who was holding the Soul Shaking Bell, showed the outline of his figure, his robe was torn a little tattered by the sword that fell just now, and some blood stains could be vaguely seen oozing out, and his bun was also scattered and hung down, looking quite embarrassed.

However, the injuries on his body were all skin injuries caused by the overflow of sword qi, and the mana was still there.

This middle-aged cultivator who had entered the Flame Prayer Sect looked at the scholar who had exhausted his mana with a sword, and squeezed out his lips one by one.

"What does the Flame Prayer Sect have to do with you! First destroy my Chang'an station, and this time I come here again, it's hard for you to die!"

All around, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

Lu Liangsheng glanced at the figure of the master on Xiaolou's side, gritted his teeth and inhaled again, squeezing out a smile, revealing bloodstained teeth.

"The great drought that Heliangzhou has encountered in a hundred years is caused by the fire formations that you have arranged everywhere, do you know that many people have died...... In Chang'an City, you plundered the people and imprisoned women to vent their selfish desires...... You say, if you encounter it and can't see it, should you care about it?"

"I know who you are, the scholar who killed Zhu Ziyi!"

Qi Bingzhang noticed the scholar's gaze, looked at the treasure house with a slight sideways face, waved the sleeves of his robe suddenly, and shouted: "Kill him!" ”

The eight cultivators who came over jumped up, Lu Liangsheng took the painting scroll hanging behind his waist, threw it out, and a huge beast roared out.

Roar –

The long tail swept through the night like a whip, the fishy wind howled, the huge head rushed out of the night, the mane face opened its fangs, raised the beast grasp and swept half a circle, stopping the eight people, and the huge body blocked behind the scholar like a mountain.

"It's an illusion, it's broken that picture!"

Even though this illusion was vivid, Qi Bingzhang could see through it at a glance with his past experience, and the soul bell in his hand was also shaking with a certain rhythm at the same time.

The magic sound returns.

Lu Liangsheng's cuffs slipped out of the brush, fell into his palm, quickly took off the pen cover, and wrote the word 'shock' in the air, the golden light flashed, and flew to the opposite side, however, the opposite side was not a monster, and it dissipated in front of the other party.

However, Qi Bingzhang's body still shook twice, and the magic sound was interrupted.

"Haoran ......"

Hiss –

The scroll suspended in the air was slashed, and at the same time as a fire-praying monk holding a magic weapon slashed to the ground, he was swept away by a palm of the Han pestle that was about to dissipate, and another cultivator rushed over, and the red-headed staff in his hand lit up with magic light, and took advantage of the scholar's pen to smash it angrily.

Bang!

The flames flew in the sky, and the wolf with mana in Lu Liangsheng's hand was shattered, and his body flew more than ten zhang away, crossed the rockery and hit it, splashing countless gravels, and the whole person was churning in the air, dragging a long string of broken flames and flying to the wooden building.

"Little female ghost, don't worry!"

"The old man is about to untie it—"

Suddenly heard a bang, the toad Taoist who was talking to Hong Lian, subconsciously turned his head, and the figure with the flame crossed his eyes, with a loud bang, the fire rose up, the fence broke and flew down, and it shattered.

The prohibition that had maintained the barrier suddenly dissipated.

The toad Taoist looked at the wreckage that bounced in front of him, and opened and closed his mouth slightly.

"Liangsheng, you think so thoroughly...... Not true!"

Hurriedly banged open the wooden door and shouted, "Liangsheng-"

"Childe!"

Without the spell ban, Nie Honglian rushed in directly through the wooden door, and in the rear, Qi Bingzhang and eight people also rushed over.

Wow.....

On the second floor of the treasure house, a mess was pushed open, large and small things that didn't know anything slipped away, Lu Liangsheng came out of it with half of his body scorched, his feet stumbled suddenly, and he fell to the floor, but his forehead touched the soft object.

Half-closed eyes, it was a shrunken woman, with a talisman attached to her forehead, surrounded by fragments of cracked urns, as if they had fallen out of it.

“......”

Gritting his teeth, the scholar got up from the ground and reached out to turn the woman over, her face pale, her breathing was extremely slow, and there were sticky water stains on her body.

"What are they doing with women.....

Looking around, there were also standing pottery urns densely arranged and unfolded in his line of sight, Lu Liangsheng thought of something, smashed the urn body with one palm, and with a bang, inside the gap, an unpleasant smell permeated out, and the viscous liquid flowed all over the ground, but inside was a half-year-old baby.

Bang Bang .....

Lu Liangsheng frantically smashed these pottery urns open, and in front of him was the body of a woman and a child.

"The children lost by He Liangzhou are all here. ”

"It's all here......"

"Arrest women and children...... Hehe....."

The tense nerves seemed to burst, and the scholar propped himself up on the ground, looking at the women, children, and even babies around him with weak breath.

"Huh...... Prayer for Fire ......"

The corners of his mouth grinned.

"...... you still have dirty things that you can't do. ”

......

"Good life—"

When the toad climbed to the second floor, in the dim darkness, Lu Liangsheng's voice murmured over and over again.

Perhaps hearing the shouts from here, Lu Liangsheng, who was holding the floor, slowly twisted his neck, and in the dark, his eyes lit up green.

"The people of the Zoroastrian Sect deserve to die .....!"

Hoarse words overlapped, accompanied by fox chirps.