To Xuanyuan's surprise, those living corpses did not go to other states, but three months later, for unknown reasons, they all died, their bodies withered and withered, and they shattered at the touch of a touch, as if they had been burned into charcoal.

The huge Wucheng is empty, and the original prosperous market is now only left with dried corpses and debris everywhere, and autumn leaves all over the sky.

A red-clothed monk walked alone on the street, and when he looked closely, where was the red clothes, it was clearly the appearance of being dyed red by blood, with a pale face, surrounded by pale red blood, and there was no Buddhist compassion, only Shura's anger.

Mi Luo looked coldly at the gray and black living corpses all over the ground, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The last city, is this the limit of this realm? It's really too weak, if it weren't for the limitations of the Heavenly Dao, I'd be willing to wait a little longer, but it's a pity that any more is a waste." ”

After that, a crack opened in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood condensed in the gap, turning into a scarlet eye, Mi Luo looked around, at this moment, his divine consciousness spread endlessly, and his divine consciousness was thought, looking at the eight wildernesses of Kyushu, but he still did not find Wang Yue's breath, Mi Luo snorted coldly and said, "Beichen Jun, why do you want to hide again, the gate of heaven in this realm is closed, you can't escape, for you, the Venerable has spent a lot of money." ”

"Hmm, there are people in this realm who can reach such a realm, and they are even three points stronger than the original swordsman, this qi is ...... Could it be that someone from the Immortal Dao has found it?" Mi Luo looked in the direction of Tongzhou in surprise, this kind of Xuanmen Immortal Dao Qi machine, how could he Mi Luo admit his mistake, but the only thing he didn't understand was that it took His Holiness nearly a hundred years to find Wang Yue's Qi Machine, how did these people who ascended the Immortal Dao know about this realm, how could they still be ghostly.

Thinking of this, Mi Luo's face became gloomy, turned into a blood rainbow, rose to the sky, and swept straight towards Tongzhou, and the clouds in the sky were rushed by this blood qi and scattered, leaving only a long blood mark.

Tongzhou is located in the west, close to Yuezhou, the drought has improved in the past three years, many people who have left their hometowns have returned to their hometowns, when Zhang Daoquan forced back Tuxia, but also let the Guancheng army have a little respite, plus the thunder wrist of the overseer Qiu Longzi, the soldiers here also have the power to fight.

The autumn wind is blowing, and the fallen leaves are all over the city.

This is already the third autumn, Qiu Longzi looked at Fang Jin who was sitting at the head of the city and thought in his heart, Zhang Daoquan's body has already become a pile of white bones, the court is eager to clear up the relationship with Zhang Daoquan, and wants to hang his body at the head of the city to show the public, for this reason the people of the entire Guancheng are almost reversed, everyone can distinguish between black and white, but sometimes not all things can be solved by relying on blood.

Two years ago, Tuxia attacked again, if it wasn't for this Taoist guarding the city, I am afraid that the entire Guancheng would have been slaughtered by blood, and the blood revenge of the year has been avenged, the people don't understand, they only know that Zhang Daoquan saved them at the most critical time, but now that Zhang Daoquan is dead, this blood feud is firmly counted on them and even the entire Yue Kingdom.

If there is still a drought at this moment, if there is no commitment from this Taoist, then he will scold a madman when he talks about Zhang Daoquan, no matter whether he is good friends with Tianjizi Shizun, not for anything else, just because the Yue Kingdom is no longer better than back then, and there is no more million iron horsemen, who is competing for the glory of the front, Chongyu abdicated, the princes of all parties were replaced, the country was already unstable, and natural disasters continued to occur in various places for many years, what to take to fight against the Tuxia coalition army, not to mention that the Huns were eyeing each other.

Zhang Daoquan's move is just a momentary mood, how do you know that the Yue country is weak, quenched the thirst, what can you do if you have a bad spirit, as long as you can't destroy the Tuxia countries, once the city is broken, the unlucky can only be the people, don't look at them to thank Zhang Daoquan, as a hero, but this is just based on the fact that Tuxia does not dare to attack, life is still stable, once the city is broken, when the butcher's knife is on the end, they will speak ill of each other.

"Dao Chief, has something on his mind?" Qiu Longzi asked out loud, this was the second time he had seen Fang Jin with a worried face, what was there to worry about this Daoist who was almost an immortal Buddha.

"The natural disaster has passed, the city is safe, and after all these years of recuperation, I don't dare to invade easily if I want to come to Natuxia. Fang Jin stood up and looked at the direction of Yuezhou from afar, the monstrous blood qi rushed straight in, even if the two places were thousands of miles apart, it was still terrifying.

"Dao Leader is leaving?"

"Yes. Fang Jin nodded.

Qi Longzi looked thoughtfully in the direction Fang Jin was facing, even he could see that the blood clouds in the distance were gradually spreading, covering the sky and the sun, and there was a smell of blood in the wind that could not be erased.

It is the direction of Yuezhou, it has been rumored in the past few years that the people in that place are dead, a strange epidemic spreads, but all the infected people have become living corpses, eating people and drinking blood, even the imperial court has given up that place, Tuxia has lost interest in Yuezhou, otherwise there is no defender in a state, where can escape their eyes.

Fang Jin stepped out of the city, and a purple lotus spontaneously appeared under his feet, one by one until the head of the clouds.

"Qiu Longzi thanked the Taoist for guarding the city for three years for the people of Guancheng, and asked the Taoist to be careful in everything, and Qiu Longzi sent it off. Qiu Longzi looked up at the smaller and smaller Fang Jin, bent down and bowed three times, he was originally a bottleneck of the earth to travel, but he couldn't find a way to break through all these years, and heard that the master and the immortal died, and the family and country were about to be gone, and his heart was even more hesitant, so he simply went into battle to kill the enemy, not seeking fame and wealth, but asking for what he had learned in his life not to be plain into the ground.

"Keep one mind, the sky can be expected. ”

The ethereal voice came from the clouds, and Qiu Longzi thought for a moment when he heard the words, then leaned over and bowed three more times.

Fang Jin twisted her finger to the center of her eyebrows, the purple lotus was magnificent, the purple qi around her body was like a dragon churning, and the white clouds were all reflected in a purple glow, she completely let go of her qi, looking at the blood cloud that was getting closer and closer, Fang Jin tightened the blood word silk book in her hand, and said to herself, "This is my calamity?"

Then it turned into a purple rainbow and disappeared into the western sky.

The West is the land of Tuxia, before the establishment of the Yue Kingdom, it was a country, called Tuxia, but then it fell apart, the princes supported the army and respected themselves, cut the land and called the king, the country that was not weaker than the Yue State, it declined like this, experienced the heyday before and after, and also experienced civil strife, and at this moment the seven countries stood side by side, abandoning each other's previous suspicions, and wanted to annex the stormy Yue Kingdom.

Further to the west, is the Dead Sea, there is no end in sight, the sea and the sky are connected into a line, the dusky sea is full of mud and sand, turbid, according to legend, the end of the sea is the fairyland, it is the place of immortal cultivation, every time there is a curiosity or a person who asks for an immortal to visit the way to go to sea, it will not be long before he will lose his direction, never come back, for many years only some old fishermen dare to go to sea, but they dare not leave the shore too far.

Two streamers streaked across the sky, one after the other.

"How long can you run?" Mi Luo sneered, the blood qi around his body was three points stronger, like a raging red flame, closely following behind Fang Jin, at this moment he was no longer in the state when he first came, he had absorbed an unknown amount of blood and qi, and his cultivation had reached the peak of this realm, even if you were a person who ascended the Immortal Dao, you could not escape the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.

Fang Jin turned a deaf ear, and still flew towards the west, until there was no one more people as far as the eye could see, only the dusk and boundless sea water remained, the purple rainbow dissipated in an instant, revealing Fang Jin's figure, floating on the sea, standing on the waves, looking up, the blood flame also stopped, and fell straight in front of him, the huge impact force set off a monstrous wave on the sea surface, the tumbling sea water was like boiling, the mist spread, and the radius was ten miles away.

Fang Jin is like a leaf that rises and falls with the waves, sweeping away the dust, the water vapor in front of him immediately dissipates, the waves are calm, and the whole Dead Sea is like a mirror, reflecting the two of them, the air between the four eyes suddenly freezes, and the needle drop can be heard.

"Why don't you run away?" Mi Luo tilted his head and asked, the bloody aura was higher and higher, and the resentment that rushed to the sky was like a resentful soul asking for his life, rushing straight to the young Taoist in front of him.

"Is the Yuezhou epidemic from your hand?" Fang Jin asked in a deep voice, letting the bloody qi hit his face, and the purple qi surrounded his body, standing still.

"Do you pity them?" said Miro, grinning, spreading his palms, and the blood condensed in his palms, turning into one vivid little man after another, from old men to babbling children, to young men and delicate women.

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

They begged Fang Jin for help, hoping that the Taoist in front of them could save them from this demon's body, since they were absorbed by Mi Luo, they spent seconds in the blood flames, and Fang Jin in front of them was like a spider silk in hell, they stretched out their hands towards Fang Jin with all their might, yelling at him, but ......

Fang Jin's face was cold, it was not that he didn't want to save it, but these resentful souls had become one with the demon in front of him, living and dying together, and they were dyed with blood, even if they were saved, what could they do, these people would sink into it forever and forever, and they could no longer be transcended.

Seeing that Fang Jin was indifferent, these people began to curse, and the vicious words were unbearable, Fang Jin just listened quietly, let them abuse, and secretly said in his heart, "If the master is here, what will he do?"

"Why do I have to rely on any disease, all I did was a gentle push, and they consciously followed their desires, and I satisfied them, and this was just a small reward they should give me, but now, they regret it, once they get it, once they are satisfied, they turn their faces, do you think they are pitiful? I think they are hateful, haha. Miro looked at the little man in his palm, only felt funny, and crushed it, accompanied by roars, crying, and cursing, turning into a stream of blood and gas into his body.

Fang Jin's mood fluctuated several times, he wanted to get angry, he wanted to kill this demon, but when the purple lotus in his eyebrows flickered, his mood returned to calm, and this situation didn't seem to arouse his anger at all.

"It's against your own will, but what did you ask for in the first place?" Miro sneered.

"How? How?" Fang Jin asked rhetorically.

"People in the world say that they are desperate and forgetful, and they are immortals in cultivating and practicing hardships, just like you, but if you want me to say, there is a calamity in the sky, and cultivation is against the sky, how can there be a distinction between immortals and demons, good is a calamity, and evil is also a calamity, why go against your heart and deceive yourself. Mi Luo restrained the bloody aura on his body and walked towards Fang Jin with a smile on his face.

In just three or two sentences, he knew that this little Taoist in front of him could never be a person who ascended the immortal road, where would the high ascending immortal dao say so much to himself, the difference between good and evil was greater than the sky in their eyes, the immortal was the immortal, the demon was the demon, and the words were not speculative for more than half a sentence.