The blood-red cloak hunted, and a red moon hung in the sky. Under the moonlight, there were more than a dozen night walkers in black armor standing on top of a mountain peak, looking eagerly at the Qingying Town below.

"This is a piece of fat, boss, when are we going to do it?" a tall man asked slowly, looking at the only person in the team wearing a cloak.

The man in the cloak had a long scar on the side of his cheek, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, making his face look even more hideous.

The man in the cloak was clearly the leader of the group, and his triangular eyes revealed an evil and greedy gaze. Hearing this, he pinched his fingers, let out a palpitating bone explosion, and said slowly: "Soon, the blood moon has appeared, and everyone in this Qingying Town is going to die......! As long as this matter is done well, our Poison Xuan Legion will naturally have countless benefits, hehe......"

It has been decades since he became the leader of the branch of the Poison Xuan Legion, and the blood on his hands over the years has been countless, but there has never been a day that excites him more than today.

This was the first time he had met the legendary Lord Turbidity, and he received a direct order to meet Lord Turbidity with a total of more than a dozen bandit legion leaders.

Let them slaughter the inhabitants of some small towns, and arrange the formation of cultivators to collect the grievances that arise after the death of mortals.

Slaughter looked up at the red moon hanging high, and a fine light emitted between his eyes. The moonlight reflected down, and the eyes of everyone in the Poison Xuan Legion were already reflected blood red. The indifference and ferocity that pervades it are chilling.

With a wave of his left hand, the cloak rose in the wind, but he heard a loud shout:

"Kill!"

Kill first rushed down the hillside. He ripped off his cloak, revealing his black tights, hiding his fierce and burly body, and took the lead from the lower mountain peak to the town of Qingying.

The members of the Poison Xuan Legion followed behind the slaughter in a quiet and orderly manner, and a group of more than a dozen people quietly approached the peaceful and peaceful town like ghosts.

They held their weapons in one hand, but secretly stroked their waists with the other, as if they were hiding some secret.

Liang Su, whose family has lived in Qingming Town for generations, has learned boxing since he was a child, and because he has been a dart master for three years, he is one of the night guards in Qingming Town. He leaned a little tired under the ancient locust tree at the moment, closed his eyes lazily, thinking that tomorrow he would definitely go to Xiaohongshuang, the top girl in Cuifang Building, to relieve his boredom.

At this moment, Liang Su only felt a chill on his neck, his eyes widened in horror, and before he could say a word, he had closed his eyes forever.

The sharp thin knife steadied the skin of Liang Su's neck, and blood gushed out from the broken throat, as gorgeous as the rouge of those fireworks women in the Cuixiang Building, but it heralded the arrival of death. Xiao Hongshuang, the top brand in Cuifang Building, will also close his eyes with him tonight......

After Liang Su's death, one after another guards from the night duty bases in Qingying Town slowly fell. After a short time, five or six members of the Poison Xuan Legion gathered together again, came to the door of an inn, stopped, took out a black-brown pill from their waists and swallowed it.

Then take out a few packets of yellow powder and light them gently. The yellow smoke that gradually rose into the air, drifted into the air, and began to spread in the town of the green underworld. Then the figure flashed, disappeared here, and quickly rushed to the next courtyard.

In a nearby farmer's household, Niu Er was resting with his little wife. The snoring was like thunder, and suddenly the snoring stopped abruptly. He inhaled a pungent scent, then coughed dryly, his eyes widening instantly.

He wanted to say something, but it was like a choked voice, and his throat made a hoarse sound, but he couldn't say a word. After a short time, he slowly fell to the ground, and the blood that had turned brown slowly flowed out from the seven orifices, and he lost his breath in an instant.

Something like this keeps happening. A black earth dog barks wildly when he sees his sleeping master struggling to die. Then he whimpered a few times, and died miserably on the ground.

But this alarmed many people in Qingying Town, and the originally quiet night instantly became noisy.

Cries, shouts, and cries for help were staged in one house after another with the lit lights, and a strong smell of blood slowly spread in Qingming Town. It was the threat of death, the fear of the unknown, that hung over the land like a thick fog.

"Tell Lord Xuan that the soul poison has been sown, and the soul devouring flags arranged by Lord Turbidity in various places in the town have also been planted. ”

"Haha, okay! This task is half done! Now count the manpower and kill all these undead!"

Killing Jue looked at the two people in front of him how tall the Soul Eater Banner was, and his eyes were eager. I secretly said in my heart: I must satisfy Lord Turbidity.

The people of the Poison Xuan Legion rushed to the homes of the people in Qingying Town, slaughtering people who were not poisoned and were terrified. Even if many of them knew how to do some kung fu, it would be difficult for them to resist the fierce attack of the Poison Xuan Legion.

At this moment, the Mo family is already brightly lit. In the ancestral hall, there are many children of the Mo family.

"Where's Xiao Qi, haven't you come back yet?" asked Mo Daohan anxiously.

"Not yet, the courtyard formation arranged by you, the head of the family, has been activated, which can temporarily isolate this poisonous gas. Fu Xunling, the housekeeper of the Mo family, hurriedly replied.

Fu Xunling is in his seventies, and the Mo family has a transcendent status in Qingyun Town, and he has never encountered such a big crisis. It seems that these people who attacked the town have been planning for a long time......

"Let the core clan enter the ancestral hall first!" Mo Daohan was also in a state of palpitation at the moment, and hurriedly arranged it.

"It seems that this Qingying Town is going to be destroyed! Fortunately, the ancestors started to establish this secret road of the ancestral hall, and the successive generations of family masters continued to build and expand, which should be able to leave a glimmer of life for me...... This Mo family was finally destroyed by my hands. It's just Xiaoqi's child...... Don't leave you......"

Mo Daohan took everyone to the ancestral hall to gather, and the low ancestral hall and the tall wall of the Mo family were in stark contrast. The ancestral hall of the old pine building records the years and bears the bloodline of the Mo family.

Mo Daohan walked into the ancestral hall, looked at the ranking of the ancestors and ancestors, and knelt down in response, and the rickety back seemed to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden......

"Mo Daohan, the nineteenth generation head of the Mo family, can't keep the ancestral inheritance, he knows that he is guilty, and he doesn't dare to argue, but I hope that the spirit of the ancestor in the sky will bless the seven daughters Mo Li's peace......"

"It's best that Xiao Qi doesn't come back tonight!" Mo Daohan stood up, his haggard face revealing a sense of determination. He walked slowly to the ancestral hall tablet, there was a tablet in the lower right corner with the handwriting already very blurred, Mo Daohan closed his palms and chanted, purple spiritual power wrapped his palms, and slowly pressed on this tablet.

With a soft sound, a stone door opened in the back hall of the ancestral hall. Mo Daohan did not enter, but let the core young clansmen enter. He is a cultivator, and when he first found out that there was a legion attacking Qingying Town, he already knew that it was a cultivator who made a move, and he had already sent a message for help to the disciples left behind by his own cultivation sect nearby.

It's just a long way away, and it is estimated that the Mo family will be breached, and he can only fight to the death to get some core clansmen away, which can be regarded as leaving blood for the Mo family.