Before that, Haoying Zhenren didn't know where the plague demon was hiding, and even he wasn't sure if the plague demon was still nearby, but for the sake of safety, during the day, Haoying Zhenren still took a few disciples of Jin Xuanzong to set up a formation outside the nearby towns and villages, and once the plague demon touched one of them, he would be aware of it.

But Haoying Zhenren's attainments in the formation are limited, and he doesn't expect to be able to stumble the plague demon with this formation, but it's always okay to buy some time.

"I'm not heavenly, but I'm doing the right thing for heaven!"

Haoying Zhenren's wrist flipped, and the flames spewed out of the purple gold gourd became darker and darker, and there were a few sparks hitting the stone city gate, burning out large and small fire holes.

The body of the plague demon was void and real under the background of this firelight, and in an instant, it turned into a cloud of black smoke, which flowed with the wind, and slowly formed a black vortex, which floated in front of the formation set up outside the city.

The black qi poured in frantically, and the flames in the purple gourd fell on the whirlpool, and they were all engulfed by it, as if they had fallen to an unknown place.

The plague demon knew very well that he would not be the opponent of the person in front of him, and knew that if he couldn't beat it, of course the plague demon chose to run away as soon as possible.

Half a year ago, in the realm of the Royal Beast Sect, it relied on this trick to escape, and the formation set up outside the city could indeed block it for a while, but if you wanted to trap it with this, it would be a dream!

In the night, the hazy fog was faint, and the black gas became less and less visible to the naked eye.

Haoying Zhenren knew that this was a secret escape technique of the plague demon, although it was not clear where it learned it, but if it continued, it would let the plague demon run away again.

Haoying Zhenren got up and jumped directly into the black whirlpool in mid-air, and disappeared in place along with the whirlpool.

The strong night breeze blew up the fallen leaves, and it was calm again.

When Jin Xuanzong's three people arrived at the city gate, they could no longer see the shadows of Haoying Zhenren and the plague demon, and they stood in the air one by one stepping on flying magic weapons, looking around, but they didn't see anything.

"Where's Uncle Haoying?" the baby-faced male cultivator looked left and right.

They are only in the early stage of foundation building, although their flight speed is far inferior to that of Jindan stage monks, but Brose City is not big, and they have already rushed over as soon as possible, so why can't they even see a little escape, right?

The small-eyed male cultivator checked the formation set up during the day, and wondered: "Everything in the formation is complete, and there is no trace of destruction. ”

But there are indeed traces of fighting at the city gate, and they all recognize that this is the true fire of Haoying Zhenren's purple gold gourd, which shows that Haoying Zhenren is indeed fighting with the plague demon here, why is it that after a while, the person is gone?

The three of them were puzzled, and the female cultivator surnamed He waved her hand and said: "Don't think about it so much, Uncle Haoying is not necessarily Uncle Haoying's opponent in the middle of Jindan, even when the plague demon is in its heyday, not to mention that it is still injured." ”

The other two nodded in agreement, they were not worried that Haoying Zhenren would not be able to solve the plague demon, among the Jindan monks of Jin Xuanzong, Haoying Zhenren's cultivation was not the highest, but he was not very old, and his strength was also superior to that of monks of the same level, and he had always been admired by the disciples of Qi Refining and Building Foundation.

At this time, Tie Jinglun and Luo Qingli, the heads of the Tie family, also rushed to the city gate, and Tie Jinglun asked, "This, but the plague demon has appeared?"

Luo Qingli was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tie Jinglun in puzzlement, and the baby-faced male cultivator of Jin Xuanzong bowed slightly, "It has indeed been realized, and it has been lurking in Bize City before." ”

"How could it be ......" Tie Jinglun was stunned and his eyes widened, "But haven't we turned over all the inside and outside of Brose City during the day, are we sure it's okay?"

The female cultivator surnamed He snorted and laughed: "The plague demon is cunning, imitating human beings vividly, there will always be something that we can't take into account, otherwise what's the point of Uncle Shi setting up this formation?"

Tie Jinglun was stunned again, I don't know what he thought, his face instantly became bloodless, and he flew in the direction of the Tie family like crazy.

He suddenly thought of a place...... The Tie family's secret room has not been searched during the day. The Tie family knew that there were not many people in such a place, and only those with secret orders could enter, the entire Tie family was only three secret orders, and before the plague broke out nearby, his second brother had already entered the retreat for a while.

In Tie Jinglun's subconscious, he always felt that this place was safe......

A few people watched Tie Jinglun's retreat disappear, and for some reason, Luo Qingli was even more confused, and couldn't help asking, "Three fellow Daoists, is something happening in the town?"

The three of them looked at each other, but during the day, Uncle Haoying said that this female cultivator did not have yin and evil spirits, at least it would not be the incarnation of the plague demon, so it didn't hurt to tell her.

The baby-faced male cultivator coughed lightly, "Pei Daoyou has never heard of the plague demon. ”

Luo Qingli shook his head, and the baby-faced male cultivator briefly said the matter of the plague demon: "...... When the Jin Xuanzong sect received the news, they guessed that there might be a plague demon here, so they sent Uncle Haoying to subdue the demon, and we also came with us. ”

Luo Qing couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

She really hasn't heard of the plague demon, she lived in a simple place when she was in the sect, and she had enough resources, and she didn't even worry about contributing points, she never went to the mission hall to receive a task, and the rest were quite closed to the news of the outside world.

"The news in the Nanzhao Immortal Gate is more comprehensive, and it is normal for Daoists to be loose cultivators, and they don't know about this matter. The baby-faced male cultivator added.

Luo Qingli was slightly embarrassed.

In fact, she was not only a disciple of the Immortal Sect, but also a disciple of the Upper Three Sects, and the result was still the same.

However, since he bumped into the plague demon, Luo Qingli inevitably asked more: "Is the plague demon caught now?"

The female cultivator surnamed He raised her chin and hummed: "Uncle Haoying is out of the horse, little plague demon, of course it's not a problem!"

The nun's words were unanimously supported by the other two, and it was obvious that these three people had great respect for that Haoying real person.

Luo Qingli thought of the attitude of these three people towards the male cultivator who claimed to be Chang Hao during the day, and suddenly understood.

She doesn't know much about Jin Xuanzong, but this Haoying Zhenren has also heard some of the names, compared to the Wuwei Zhenren who is too old and can only stay in the early stage of Jindan and cannot advance, Haoying Zhenren can be said to be young and promising with great potential.

As a few people were talking, they suddenly saw a raging fire burning in the distance in the west, and Luo Qingli and the three monks of Jin Xuanzong flew in that direction at the same time.

The fire was a village fifty miles away, and Luo Qingli found that this village was the Niutou Village where he had stayed at the beginning.

At this time, the people in the village were all sleeping, but they were awakened by the fire and rushed out of the house in a panic.

Originally, after a plague, there were only a few dozen of the hundreds of people in Niutou Village, and these people did not die under the epidemic, but they may have died under the fire.

Luo Qingli looked up and saw a dark black whirlpool in the sky above Niutou Village, and these sudden flames poured out of that whirlpool.

"This, this is Uncle Haoying's purple gold gourd fire!"

The female cultivator surnamed He recognized it at a glance, and the other two male cultivators also noticed it, and their eyes were full of puzzlement: "But what about Uncle Haoying, in that whirlpool?"

The three of Jin Xuanzong stared closely at the whirlpool in the air, and Luo Qingli took the time to look at the ground.

This fire is not an ordinary fire, it burns very quickly, the recipes of Niutou Village are vulnerable under the fire of the purple gourd, some people escape, some people are trapped in the house, screams, wails, and cries are endless, and the soldiers are in chaos.

Luo Qingli cast a rain technique, and the torrential rain poured down in an instant, pouring on Niutou Village.

Compared to the ordinary rain distribution technique, the heavy rain summoned by Luo Qingli still carried wisps of cold and icy aura, dispelling a little scorching heat wave.

If it was a mortal fire, this cold rain would soon be able to pour it out, but the true fire of Monk Jindan was not something she could easily resist.

A small figure covered with a quilt stumbled out of the house, the quilt was already on fire, unable to withstand the overheated temperature, the child threw the quilt aside, and stood in the courtyard surrounded by fire, desperate and helpless.

Luo Qing flew down, condensed a soft vine in his hand, wrapped around the little boy's body, pulled him to his side, and condensed an ice shield to isolate the fire craze, and led the little boy to safety.

Seeing this, Jin Xuanzong and the three of them also concocted the same method to bring out the mortals who didn't have time to escape.

The little boy's cheeks were burned red by the heat wave, and there were also marks of sparks burning on his body, he thought he was dead, but his body suddenly rose into the air, and he saw the fairy sister a few days ago, her clothes fluttering, rising against the wind, and stepping on the waves.

"Fairy Sister ......" Xiao Ji opened a pair of eyes and looked at Luo Qingli who was close at hand, her eyes were clear and bright.

Luo Qingli put him on the empty grass next to him, didn't say much, and flew towards the sea of fire again.

The houses in Niutou Village were quickly reduced to ashes, and the few villagers fell to the ground, staring at the ruined homes.

Luo Qingli and Jin Xuanzong stood in mid-air, they had already saved all those who could be saved, these villagers had really suffered an unwarranted disaster, most of them were injured, and many of them were silent when they were brought out.

At this time, two figures jumped out of the black whirlpool overhead, one in front of him was covered in black mist, he couldn't see his facial features clearly, and his movements were embarrassed, while the one behind was chasing after him, holding a purple gold gourd, with a solemn complexion, a cold momentum, and a majestic appearance.

"Senior Uncle Haoying!" the three disciples of Jin Xuanzong exclaimed in surprise, they naturally saw the plague demon in front of them who was fleeing with their heads in their hands, and hurriedly sacrificed their own magic weapons.

This is the first time Luo Qingli has seen the plague demon, this thing's body gathers and scatters from time to time, and it is full of yin and evil ghosts, and he can smell a rancid smell on its body from a distance.

It's just that the plague demon at this moment is already at the end of the crossbow, and he was forced to be embarrassed by Haoying Zhenren, so he could only flee desperately.

Haoying Zhenren didn't rush to catch up this time.

The purple gold gourd hung high in the air, and a little golden shimmer condensed from the mouth of the gourd, and the golden light became larger and larger, and finally turned into a beam of light, locking the plague demon and releasing it.

The golden light was like a meteor that crossed the sky, with amazing power, and hit the plague demon directly.

Luo Qingli saw that the green flames jumping in the eyes of the plague demon were all extinguished in horror, and then he heard a heart-rending hoarse roar resounding through the sky: "No, ——!"

Where the meteor fell, there was an earth-shattering roar, and the light seemed to turn night into day in an instant, and a strong shock wave surged in all directions, the wind howled, the earth and rocks cracked, and the grass and trees flew.

The flying magic weapon was crumbling in the gale, and Luo Qingli and the other three foundation building disciples of the Golden Xuanzong all received the flying magic weapon and fell back to the ground.

Under such a blow from Uncle Haoying, the three of Jin Xuanzong didn't believe that the plague demon was still alive, and a thought flashed in their hearts almost instantly, the plague demon could be regarded as destroyed!

The three disciples of Jin Xuanzong all showed a little joy on their faces, but they were still happy too soon.

After the light faded, in addition to Haoying Zhenren in the air, I don't know when another black-robed person appeared, this black-robed person was tightly wrapped, but the figure should be a man, he stepped on a leaf-like magic weapon, and stood in the air with his hands.

And the plague demon did not die in the spark, but curled up on the ground tremblingly, looking at the black-robed man with dark green eyes uneasily, but his tone was full of surprise: "Master!"

Master?

The people present were shocked and looked at the black-robed man.

The plague demon actually called him master!

This plague demon is not naturally formed, but artificially raised!

Someone would raise such a thing!

Haoying's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was cold.

The black-robed man was wearing a wide cloak, and his face was covered with a thin layer of gray mist, which covered his appearance, and Haoying Zhenren couldn't see it, and what was even more surprising was that this black-robed person was actually in the middle of Jindan like him, and even when he came before, Haoying Zhenren didn't feel it.

But he easily took over his moves, which shows that his strength must be good.

The black-robed man turned to the plague demon on the ground, and his hoarse voice slowly spat out from his throat, word by word, but in a calmer statement: "Useless things." ”

The plague demon's body shuddered violently, curling himself up even harder, trying to reduce his presence.

The black-robed man said, "Give you a chance to redeem your merits." ”

The plague demon raised his head suddenly, "Master, please command!"

The black-robed man raised his hand, and under the wide sleeves of his robe, the hand was not made of flesh and blood, but a metal claw.

The sharp fingertips pointed at Luo Qingli and Jin Xuanzong on the side, and the black-robed man said coldly: "Take down these four people." He paused, turned his face to Haoying Zhenren again, and chuckled lowly: "As for this person...... I cleaned it up myself. ”

As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, his figure had already turned into a hazy black mist and attacked towards Haoying Zhenren.

Haoying's real face changed, even if the plague demon has no entity, this is a living person, and he can turn reality into fiction?