Where the Liangyi Gate is located, there is Qiuluo City in the north, three hundred miles in the square, extending in all directions, people are floating in things, and it is extremely prosperous.

At night, the lights of thousands of homes are reflected in the sky, and the starlight is not seen, but the bright moon is hanging high.

The long wind rises, blowing the black mist like a tide.

The city wall is enclosed, 100 zhang high, five zhang thick, and the wind and frost leave mottled nicks, showing the ancient charm. The city is peaceful, and there are disciples of Liangyimen stationed here, which are under the control of Liangyimen. Its prosperity and prosperity have brought endless benefits to Liangyimen. However, after the ancient Liangyi Mountain was no longer what it used to be, and the sect gradually withered, the city became more and more desolate, and it was sparsely populated two years ago.

However, the Liangyi Gate is getting stronger and stronger, and there are thousands of disciples in the door, and they have returned to their original appearance again. Under the protection of interests, Qiuluo City has also changed from the past, but it is not ancient, it is a deep crime, and the people of Li are bitter.

Its degree, the monk is respected, and the mortal is accumulated, the face is strong and the inside is decayed, like the two yi gates.

Trample...

One step settled, and there was an awe-inspiring light under the mask of black iron, which was as sharp as a knife. He exhaled a white mist from his mouth, and the coldness hit his body, but he was only dressed in a white robe, and he did not do anything else to protect against the cold.

"Neither should this city be strong. ”

Lu Chen looked up at the imposing city wall, his eyes glowing with murderous intent.

When leaving the Burial Immortal Mountain, Hei Wuchang brought the news, which was obtained by the purgatory secret agent, and the killing and breaking knife was in the hands of Chen Daocai, the current holy son of Liangyimen, and he didn't know how to surrender it by means to use it for Chen Daocai, and he was unpredictable, and he had to be careful with a hundred ghost riders. And he has been stationed in Qiuluo City in recent days, and has never left, because there is a holy woman in the Red Dust Valley who is about to be born, and he has summoned many famous people from hundreds of schools to discuss major matters here. What he did was just Red Dust Valley, after all, the method of combining yin and yang cultivation was extraordinary, not to mention that the saints of Red Dust Valley all had special physiques, if they could kiss Fangze and obtain Yuan Yin, they could enjoy the joy of heaven and man, and they could promote cultivation and even realize the return of the Great Dao.

Every time the Holy Maiden of Red Dust Valley is born, there will inevitably be waves.

All parties are fighting openly and secretly, but there is only one opportunity, no one can rob it, and they have to win the favor of the Holy Maiden of Red Dust Valley.

Red Dust Valley has too many implications, and it is as strong as the Gongsun family, and the Qin family cannot be an enemy of it.

Chen Daocai wanted to take the Holy Maiden Yuan Yin of the Red Dust Valley, and there was still time, but he started planning early.

This matter is not trivial, especially when it is born, not only Dongsheng, but also the Northern Wilderness, Xiliang, Nanye, and even the prince of Zhongzhou will have people coming.

As the saying goes, Red Dust Valley is involved in the five regions and four seas, and the relationships are intertwined, even if its own strength cannot be dominant, it can also run rampant with interpersonal relationships.

"If you want to take that Red Dust Valley Holy Maiden Yuan Yin, this Chen Daocai has a very good idea. ”

Lu Chen sneered, and with a thought, the mist behind him flowed, manifesting hideous.

With three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, the ghost will step on the yin horse, coming like a shadow and carrying the breath of death. They slowly appeared, thick and eerie, and the black mist spread slowly like a wave, and it was knee-deep.

"Let's go. ”

Lu Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and stepped forward.

A hundred ghost riders opened their scarlet eyes, fierce and hidden, the yin armor was sonorous, and the horses' hooves stepped down, slowly coming.

The vermilion lacquer gate is like a blood-stained red, and it is the rule of Qiuluo City that it is closed early, and it will not be opened at night. Behind the door, on the city wall, there were two Yimen disciples guarding them, but they were all loose, only to feel that the weather was a little colder, grunted, closed their eyes again and continued to sleep.

If it weren't for the order of the gate master, no one would want to guard the city gate here.

However, Qiuluo City is too important to Liangyi Gate, it is Liangyi Gate in front, Qiuluo City in the back, enter the city and go to the depths, you can get Liangyi Mountain from the path, and there is no obstruction. And in this way, it is also convenient for Liangyi Mountain to act. Only what is done, it is not known to outsiders, it is a mountain gate that can be crowded, and there are many people in the back city.

In front of the door, it can be seen that it is thick and heavy, and there are vicissitudes of life.

The blood flashed, and the starfall knife fell heavily to the ground, and the handle was in his hand.

Hold it high, slash it, fall, scatter it as blood, and fall into the abyss of fate!

Rumble!

A terrible wave of air swept out, and under the smoke and dust, the treacherous mist flowed.

What Lu Chen did when he came here was to kill people and snatch knives, but he was not a guest, so he didn't need to scruples.

"Whoever is sinister, kill!"

One order, a hundred ghosts move.

The mist flowed, the yin horse neighed, or the three heads and six arms, or the green fangs, or the hideous eyes, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds were all pitch black, stained with blood and red. The sound of the terrible howl will be heard and fall, and the great heads will fly up to the sky. However, after a moment of settlement, these hundred ghost riders rushed into the city gate and killed all the disciples guarding the city, leaving no one behind.

Lu Chen only looked at it coldly.

Ghosts ride through the underworld and can distinguish between good and evil.

The good one, the living.

Evildoer, die.

This gatekeeper did not leave a single disciple, that is, there was no good one among them.

Lu Chen has no mercy in his heart, he knows very well the evil of the evildoer, for the sake of harming the world, leaving it will only harm others, and killing is the way for heaven.

"Those who practice are cultivating the Tao, asking the heart, and if they are good, they will be immortals, and if they are evil, they will be demons. The immortal warrior saves the world with righteousness, and the demon destroys people's lives. Damn!"

He sneered, remembering the past in his heart, and hated the wicked.

"Enter the city and slaughter Moro!"

Ang ——!

A hundred ghosts rode up, immediately hissed, and stepped sideways in front of them, stepping on the fog to show hideousness!

The Yin Fire Immortal Chestnut is floating for three hundred miles.

Qiuluo City, the hidden evil, in front of a hundred ghost riders, was peeled out alive, drenched in blood. It is destined to be cleansed with blood, which is the sublimation of filth, the torture of sin. The dark horse stepped through the streets, and the black mist enveloped the city, engulfing the lights as well. Like a dark abyss, like an endless region, devouring all things, so that everything ushers in the dawn of dawn in the darkness.

Lu Chen's footsteps were gentle, and he walked among them.

A dark, deep mist flowed beneath his feet.

He could feel the coldness, he could smell blood in his nose, and he could see people huddled in corners shivering around him. He plays the role of a criminal person, countering violence with violence, and will not leave a good reputation, but he will save the people of Li from fire and water.

Salvation?

Definitely.

Lu Chen originally wanted to kill people.

He could see the filth that hung over the city of Qiuluo, and he could see the decapitation of the beast in human skin. What was inside that frightened countenance? rotten, smelly...

Hundred Ghosts Night Tour City.

The neighing of the Yin Horse resounded for three hundred miles, and under the shroud of treacherous mist, everything was being reborn.

The severed heads were splashed with blood three feet high. They never knew how to be merciful, and their scarlet eyes were full of the thrill of killing. The green flames burned, the yin horses galloped on all fours, the broadsword waved mercilessly, and the harsh and cold punishment of the hidden sins. They were evil spirits, but they walked past one embarrassed person after another, without lingering for a moment, and then cut off the heads of those who had made them so embarrassed.

Liangyi Gate went down to Qiuluo City, and fear spread.

Guanyun Tower, like the name of the palace-like restaurant in Yueling City.

Zhong Ming Ding food, drunk gold fans, wine pond meat forest... It is impossible to overstate how to describe it. However, ordinary people can't see it, and ordinary monks can't see it, but the top floor is like this. Chen Daocai invited famous people from hundreds of schools of thought to come here, and they were extremely extravagant, and the only layer of prohibitions that were difficult to see with the naked eye isolated everything. What happens on the outside has nothing to do with them, and what happens inside has nothing to do with the outside world.

And they just enjoy it.

Discuss big things together?

discussed, it has nothing to do with this extravagance.

How can the Holy Maiden of Red Dust Valley fall in love?

No one knows.

Talent, talent, insight, identity, status... They can only guess, enjoy themselves, and discuss how they can show everything about themselves. Chen Daocai, as the host, has risen to prominence, and everyone who came here has given enough face, and constantly comes up with ideas on how to win the hearts of beauties.

It's good to kiss Fang Ze, just for Yuan Yin, the Red Dust Valley, in their opinion, is just a women's sect after all, even if it is very involved, but it is nothing more than that.

Lu Chen stood tall on the pavilion in the distance, and he could see it clearly, even if he couldn't hear what they said, he could guess it.

"A bunch of garbage..."

The ghost rider is still killing people in these three hundred miles of city, and there are too many crimes to kill.

It is almost necessary to wait until the darkness has passed, the dawn has begun to appear, and the purple qi has come from the east, so that it can be cleaned.

It's been too long.

"I'm not here to save the world, so it's enough, but a little hatred. ”

Lu Chen turned his head to look into the distance, and the yin qi and the black fog were all caused by ghost riding and killing. However, Qiuluo City is too big, there are many disciples of the Liangyi Sect, and there are too many Moluo monks, and it is not enough to rely on these hundred ghost horses after all. Their strength is extremely strong, if they really let go of killing, these three hundred miles of the city can fall in an instant. However, the scruples were too much, and he couldn't do this, and Lu Chen didn't want to alarm Chen Daocai, let alone Liangyi Mountain, which was very close.

On that mountain, there are also the lords of the two Yi gates.

There is also Ling Caiwei...

Even though the old ghost said that with this, a hundred ghost riders could kill Liangyi Mountain, but it was too dangerous after all.

Lu Chen promised Luo Xian'er and Mu Shuangying that he would go back alive.

If you make too much trouble, it will not be good for you, and it will invite endless disasters. The man made a promise, Lu Chen naturally understood, so he made up his mind to only take the knife. If you can't kill this person, you won't fight hard, lest you die and grief in vain.

A breath of turbid breath exhaled, and there was a strange mist circling around Lu Chen's body, faintly making a ghost.

A hundred ghosts in this city immediately stopped, turned around and stepped into the air. After a short time, he came behind Lu Chen, his blood-stained eyes were rippling red and fierce, hideous, condensed and fierce, but still cold to the bone.

Even the air around me was much more oppressive.

Lu Chen dispersed the gloom around him and looked up at the building in the distance.

He suddenly laughed.

Turning over his hand, a jar of old wine shattered and sprinkled with water all over the sky.

A hundred ghosts all looked up, opened their mouths, and drank the spicy old wine.

The moon is cloudy.

The dark green ghost fire was high, and the black fog was thicker.

Lu Chen raised his hand and held a handful of wine, stuffed it into his mouth, and felt the spicy and burning of the old wine in his throat. He didn't like to drink before, but now he thinks it's good, but just one bite makes his eyes red.

Chen Daocai...

Grinning, spitting out a mouthful of wine, Mori's white teeth glowed with a hideous cold light.

"Grab the knife, kill someone!"