Dazhou is located in the southeast of the Great Song Dynasty, the territory is mostly plain water towns, rich in products, there are also a lot of spiritual mountains and rivers, Yunheng Mountain is one of the spiritual mountains.

Yunheng Mountain is four or five hundred zhang high, covering an area of thousands of miles, and the spiritual veins are three or four hundred miles, and the spiritual energy is quite abundant.

The entire Yunheng Mountain was occupied by the Huang family of the Xiu Immortal Family, and everyone from the Taishang Elder to the ordinary clansmen lived in this mountain.

Although the Huang family does not have Yuanying monks, the Huang family has frequently married other immortal families for hundreds of years, plus several clansmen worship under the Taiqing Palace, the first major faction of the righteous path, and no one has trouble finding the Huang family.

Huang Ming is one of the three Supreme Elders of the Huang family, and he is already four hundred and eighty years old this year, and he has always been trapped in the late stage of the Yudan, unable to go any further.

Frustrated, he simply put his mind on cultivating future generations, hoping to cultivate a few more good seedlings, so that the family can continue to prosper.

On this day, he was preaching to a group of juniors in the martial arts hall, when suddenly, a middle-aged man with a white face walked in quickly, looking a little flustered.

The middle-aged man's lips moved slightly, obviously to transmit a message to Huang Ming.

A solemn look slowly appeared on Huang Ming's face, and he turned his head to a group of juniors and ordered, "The old man has a very important guest to meet, and he will continue to talk to you another day." ”

After speaking, Huang Ming and the middle-aged man walked out quickly.

Seeing this scene, many of the children of the Huang family looked at each other, and they were all a little curious, what kind of guest was there to make their second uncle so cautious.

It didn't take long for Huang Ming to follow the middle-aged man to a spacious hall.

A man in white with a delicate face was chatting with a round-faced man in a yellow robe, and the two were talking and laughing, and they got along very well.

"Second brother, you are here, this is the senior king of Taiqing Palace, who passed through Dazhou and made a special trip to visit our Huang family. The round-faced man stood up and introduced with a smile.

"The junior Huang Ming has seen the senior Wang. Huang Ming bowed, his expression extremely respectful.

"Huang Daoyou, don't be polite, Wang's visit today is actually a little favor and needs the help of the nobles. The man in white said with a smile on his face, the man in white was Wang Changsheng.

"Little favor, I don't know what the seniors need our Huang family to do? Our Huang family did their best to do it for the Wang seniors. Huang Ming was slightly stunned, his eyes rolled, and he said with some flattery.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, and I borrow two people's heads for a while. After speaking, Wang Changsheng's face sank, his sleeves shook, and a bloody light flashed out, piercing Huang Ming's body like lightning, and Huang Ming's body quickly dried up and turned into a dried corpse.

The blood light swirled and went straight to the round-faced man.

The round-faced man's face changed greatly, he didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly opened his mouth and spewed out a small yellow shield, which blocked him in front of him when the wind rose.

Immediately after, he slapped the yellow jade pendant on his chest with his palm, and a thick yellow light curtain appeared close to his body, protecting him inside.

With two "bang" and "bang" sounds, the yellow shield split in two, and the yellow light curtain shattered after not even being able to support it for a moment.

With a scream, the blood light quickly pierced through the round-faced man's body, and the round-faced man's body quickly dried up, as if he had been sucked dry of blood.

At this time, the middle-aged man also reacted, he took out a yellow talisman seal from the storage bag and was about to crush it, but at this moment, a red light flew out from Wang Changsheng's waist and quickly pierced the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man fell straight down, his eyes widened, his hands covered his chest, and he saw that there was a bloody blood hole in his heart.

Ye Mingyue fell to the ground, clutching a bloodied heart in her hand.

She licked her red lips and opened her mouth to spew out a red light, curling her heart into her mouth.

At the same time, the screams alarmed the two guards outside, who ran in to see what was going on.

When they saw their ancestor die tragically in the hall, their faces changed greatly, and they ran away.

The corners of Ye Mingyue's mouth flashed with a touch of sarcasm, and her two slender palms grabbed forward, quickly extended, and grabbed the necks of the two guards, and the bodies of the two guards quickly dried up and turned into a dried corpse.

"Okay, stop playing, fight quickly, it's not good if a high-level monk passes by, remember, don't leave one, kill one of my Wang family, I will kill thousands of them. Wang Changsheng waved his hand and commanded, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After speaking, he slapped the spirit beast bag and corpse bag on his waist with his palm, and two bloodthirsty spirit bats and three heavenly corpses suddenly flew out of the leather bag they belonged to.

"Go ahead, enjoy your meal, move fast. Wang Changsheng commanded lightly, and with one move, the blood light swirled, and it flew back to his hand, which was the Demon Dragon Sword.

The two bloodthirsty spirit bats flapped their wings excitedly and flew out.

The three zombies jumped out one by one, and rushed forward to check the situation with fierce eyes.

Soon, there was a scream outside the hall, faintly mixed with the sound of sirens.

Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye to the screams outside, and looked at the Demon Dragon Sword in his hand with fiery eyes.

The power of the Demon Dragon Sword was far beyond Wang Changsheng's expectations, and breaking two defensive magic weapons in a row consumed more mana.

After absorbing the essence blood and essence soul of the two Dan Stage cultivators, the blood light on the surface of the Demon Dragon Sword deepened a little, and the smell of blood emitted became a little stronger.

As soon as Wang Changsheng held the Demon Dragon Sword, a killing intent appeared in his mind.

He shook his head and flipped his hand to put away the Demon Dragon Sword.

Wang Changsheng walked out of the hall and found that half of the Yunheng Mountain was covered by a dark cloud, and one after another powerful ghosts crawled out of the dark clouds and quickly rushed towards the Huang family.

One after another members of the Huang family fell in a pool of blood, the clouds and mountains were in flames, and the screams of women and children continued.

In this regard, Wang Changsheng turned a deaf ear, when his Wang family was destroyed, it must have been this scene.

There were thirty-six law enforcement disciples of the Taiqing Palace who participated in the destruction of the Wang family, most of them were seated, and one of them succeeded in marrying Dan, and he was missing, most of these people were scattered cultivators, and some of them were from the Xiuxian family, and the Huang family was the most powerful among these families.

"Demons, dare to commit murder here, looking for death. A majestic man's voice suddenly came from the sky.

A big red hand suddenly appeared above Ye Mingyue and slapped down quickly.

With a "poof", Ye Mingyue's face changed greatly, her body suddenly burst open, turning into more than a dozen red lights and fleeing in all directions, two of which were grabbed by the big red hands, and the other red lights flew back to Wang Changsheng's side, the red light flashed, Ye Mingyue appeared, her face was a little pale, and her breath was a little weak.

With one move of Ye Mingyue, all the powerful ghosts quickly flew back into the dark clouds, and the dark clouds turned into a pitch-black order flag, which quickly flew back to Ye Mingyue's sleeves and disappeared.

Wang Changsheng's eyes narrowed and he looked into the void.

A short and fat old man in a red robe stepped on a red dragon more than thirty zhang long, standing in the void of hundreds of zhang, and behind the short and fat old man, stood a man and a woman Two monks of the Yudan period.

The aura of the short and fat old man was much stronger than that of Wang Changsheng, and he was a Yuanying monk, and he looked at the messy Huang family manor, frowning.

"Who are you? dare to mind my business, are you impatient?" Wang Changsheng said lightly, his expression extremely calm.