When the night swallowed the last trace of the sunset, Tu Shan Qingmei, accompanied by the seventh uncle and nine mothers-in-law, stepped on the reeds and appeared on the edge of the Qinling Mountains, and found that on the way back, on the top of the cliff, a lonely figure appeared.

The spear in this man's hand was inserted into the hard rock at will, like a dead branch, but it was still like cutting through a rotten brain, and it was easy.

The hand covered under the dark armor stomach is wrapped around the chest, the gun is like an ancient pine, straight and upright, the blade is ghostly, and the ravine lines are faintly revealing the blood that cannot be cleaned, and on the back is an ancient bow, revealing a section of the bow body full of vulgarity, everywhere are abrupt edges and thorns, hideous and angry, and in the middle is a skeleton with an open mouth, fangs open, terrifying.

There is no helmet on his head, revealing a handsome face that is white and shiny, he is not very old, but his temples have grown flowery hair, covered like snow, his eyes are deep and deep, and the tips of his hair fluttering in the night wind are slightly rippling, carrying the eternity of time.

When Qingmei and the others appeared, he silently looked at it without moving, until the distance was closer, and suddenly noticed that the seventh uncle and nine women began to slow down, and then slowly stretched out a hand, squinted, and hooked his fingers.

The seventh uncle quickly exchanged glances with the ninth woman, trying to figure out a way out, but Qingmei let out a long sigh and said, "Go down!"

"His strength is unfathomable, I'm afraid that the old slave sister and brother are not opponents......" Uncle Seven said hurriedly, his voice trembled slightly, not because he was afraid to see this Qi Refiner, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of the young lady, so he palpitated.

"Can't escape!" Qingmei's flat voice did not change in the slightest, after the enemy appeared, the fear was reduced a lot, knowing that there was no way to escape, but he was able to calm down and face his hand directly, and his heart was like water: "The bow behind him is the Qiankun bow!"

"Qiankun Bow!" Yisuo's face changed sharply, and he trembled: "He is...... King Kasai?"

"Yes, he is the Li family of Chentang, Li Zhengbei, who was named the king of Hunting West by the founding king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and is also the heir of the immortals!" Qingmei replied softly, smiled, with a hint of depression in his smile, and said: "Go down! In front of the Qiankun bow and the sky-shaking arrow, even the big demon may not be able to escape, let alone wait?"

The seven uncles and nine mothers had faces like ashes, slowly lowered their cloud heads, and gradually fell towards the peaks......

There are many kings and marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty, roughly speaking, they are divided into three categories, the literati are named marquis and knights, and the ranks are ministers; the warriors are marquis and marquis, and the leaders are generals, such as Ji, Huang, Nangong, and Su, all of whom are Mengzu Fuyin and can become a town general; only the last category, although they are kings and marquises, they do not lead the army, only for the town.

The world is known as the king of the town.

Among them, there are Kunlun Qi Refiners, the Lord of the Gods, and the heir of Jiang Shang, the founding prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty;

Chen Tang guarded, a family of four people became immortals, Tota led the heavenly soldiers, and the three sons became the descendants of the Li family;

Irrigation mouth cultivation, listen to the tone and do not listen to the descendants of Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian;

Tu Dun's trip, the unequaled walker, the descendants of Tu Xing Sun and Deng Chanyu;

Heavenly marriage, phantom flag flying, descendants of Hong Jin and Princess Longji;

The double whip is mighty, the dragon horse is insignificant, the merchant army is against the demon clan, the town guards the vast Nanzhou, and the descendants of the Taishi are the heirs;

The ancestors of the six kings are not ordinary people, but they are the best among the qi refiners, and there are countless spells left behind in the family, so the Taigong gave the king of Ming Wu at the beginning of the founding of the country, and named his descendants as the king of the town, not leading the army, only resisting the demon, called the town country, but actually the town demon.

It is the prince himself, although the heir was named the head of the Tianshan Mountains, he only received a false title, and he did not accept it, so it was so.

The six kings represent the most powerful qi refiner in the entire Great Zhou, with a transcendent status, although there are differences between generations, and among this generation, it is the descendant of the Li family, the current king of Hunting West Li Zhengbei, and the heir of Yang Jian, the current king of the Yuan Yang Muxi, it is said that he has reached the realm of heaven and man, as long as he wants, he can fly into an immortal at any time.

Appearing in front of everyone is Li Zhengbei, the king of Hunting, then behind it must be the Qiankun Bow Earthquake Arrow, this fierce magic weapon that once shot Shiji Niangniang, facing his people, even if the seventh uncle and nine mothers with purple gold gourd and jade net bottle, they are definitely not opponents!

The realm is not as good, even if there is a magic weapon, it is difficult to play it to the fullest!

Since it is called King Hunting, naturally, the fief of the Li family has been changed to the northwest, not a certain city, but hidden in the world, the big demon is in the world, and the King of Hunting West will naturally not wait.

The three demons slowly settled down, came to the front of Li Zhengbei, Qingmei's hunting white skirt fluttered wantonly in the night wind, it looked extremely eye-catching, they kept a distance of about three zhang to settle the mountain, the eyes of the two half-step demons were full of vigilance, but Qingmei was not afraid, facing the majesty of the king of Hunting, said: "Seniors are waiting for me here?"

"Do you know, how many people have you killed this time?" King Hunting's voice was indifferent, like frost, without any emotion, he didn't pay attention to Qingmei's question, but said directly to the two demons.

The two demons' bodies were stiff, and it could be seen that they were even trembling a little, as if they couldn't stay up to the invasion of the night wind, they were not afraid of being afraid, but when King Hunting West was questioning, the two demons felt the huge pressure and blood that suddenly enveloped their bodies, as if the entire Shura Hell was pressed on their bodies.

After a long stiffness, Lao Wen said dryly: "War always kills people, not only the human race, but also my demon clan's casualties are extremely huge......" The voice became smaller and smaller, and the shaking of his body became louder and louder, because when he spoke, there was a faint anger in the coercion, showing the displeasure of King Hunting.

"Do you know how many people you've killed this time?" King Kasai repeated, his tone and tone not changing for a minute, and his voice was so cold that it almost froze.

The old woman's words stopped abruptly, and the old man Tu Qi took a deep breath, and then said: "There are more than 55,000 people, and the fugitives are only 1,000, so I will wait to kill 54,000 human races!"

King Hunting was silent for a while, and then said, "You shouldn't have killed!"

The old woman suddenly sneered and said, "It doesn't matter if it should be or not, it's already killed anyway!" Her words were very tough, but if you look closely, you will find that her hand is holding the cane extremely tightly, and the knuckles have turned white, and she is trying to suppress the tremors of her body, and she reluctantly throws this hard word in front of King Kasai.

King Hunting West looked at her, but suddenly turned his head to Qingmei, his voice was cold and clear, but it was slightly warmer than the two of them: "Tu Shan Clan, or Qingqiu Clan?"

"Tu Shan's family, Tu Shan's green eyebrows. Qingmei also felt the huge pressure like ice, and didn't dare to make the slightest movement at all, except for his questioning, he didn't dare to say a word, and even his breathing was paused under this extreme pressure, unable to move.

"Tu Shan's ...... Tu Shan ......" King Kasai muttered a few words and fell into deep thought.

Qingmei suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was reduced, and his breath was reconnected by himself, while the two half-step demons felt relaxed, they looked at each other, exchanged eyes, and called each other's thoughts eagerly and quickly, to shoot, or not to shoot, to escape, or not to escape......

Just when everyone thought that King Hunting West would continue, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, gently stirred, and took the Qiankun bow in his hand, and almost at the same time, the purple gold gourd and the mutton fat jade net bottle were also taken out by the two demons, and they both took two steps forward, blocking Qingmei behind him.

Is this going to be a shot?

Contrary to everyone's expectations, King Kasai took the bow in his hand, did not look at the three demons more, and did not take the arrow, but put the bow on his chest, stretched out his left hand to put the bowstring, and gently pressed it.

Fingers plucked, the bowstring suddenly played, although it was only a string movement, but in the ears of the three demons, it was like an endless cry and wail in the sky, and it instantly spread out in everyone's heart, this feeling was like someone suddenly stuffing a huge world into their minds, which made people swell and split, but they could feel the boundless pain in the sky, and the trembling from the depths of their souls.

The strings are sonorous, like white clouds and dogs flying, and like a river rolling and surging, ups and downs, endless, between the sea of clouds, is an endless cry and shout, screaming all over the sky,

Qingmei instantly sank, although this string sound was incomprehensible, but it grabbed him deeply, shocked, unable to refuse or resist, he could only let it wantonly prop up his mind, wanting to burst to death.

The cultivation of the other two demons is profound, so naturally they are not so powerless, struggling to resist, but they are shocked to find that their hearts have been connected with the sound of strings, and they can't get rid of it.

It's just that the string movement is like this, and sure enough, the realm is different, and there is a world of difference.

When the three demons tried their best to resist and were on the verge of collapse, struggling and unable to do so, the sound of the strings stopped abruptly, from the beginning to the end was only seven strings and twenty-one tones, but in the ears of the three demons, it seemed to have passed for a long time, after years and months.

King Hunting West turned his hand and put the Qiankun bow behind his back, stretched out his hand, and the huge spear was immediately pulled out of the rock and flew into his hand, like a dragon snake, and then he said lightly: "Come with me, I won't kill you!"

Qingmei didn't dare to make a sound, but quietly breathed a sigh of relief, her physical strength and spirit had weakened to the extreme at this moment, after being exposed to the string movement, she knew how strong the power of the human race in front of her was, this kind of power was unattainable for her and the second old demon, not to mention doing it, maybe just one look could take her life, and she had no power to resist.

"No ......"

Tu Qi Tu Jiu's injuries were obviously more serious than Qingmei's, the strings were heartbeat, not only mentally oppressed, but also appeared in the body at the same time, the rust-like smell of blood gradually gushed out of the body, although the damage to the viscera was not fatal, but it also made them temporarily lose the strength to resist, but even so, when they heard that the king of Hunting West was going to take away Qingmei, the old woman still supported her body and spoke strongly:

"Unless you kill ......"

"Ninth Mother!" Qingmei suddenly interrupted her resentment and said, "Since King Hunting West took me away, he won't kill me!"

"But Miss......"

"It's nothing!" Qingmei looked up at Jiu Po, her face turned pale after experiencing the shock just now, but now she began to flush for no reason, like rouge, and she was also injured, she looked at Jiu Po's eyes were complex and profound, as if there was something inexhaustible: "If you don't kill me, then what's the harm in taking me away? Even if you and Uncle Qi die here, you can't change it, so why do you want to be strong, and it's difficult to die in vain?"

"This ......"

"You go back!" Qingmei didn't give Jiu Po any chance to speak, and immediately added: "Don't save me, don't care about me, go back to Tu Mountain!"

"Let's go, go back to Tushan!"