readx; Although the Heshan faction is not a faction in the rivers and lakes, specializing in drawing talismans to catch demons, it has only been a small role for hundreds of years, but it has always been the vanguard of catching demons and subduing demons, and it has really made people in the rivers and lakes respect, but it has always been lowly in ability, and can not enter the house, enter the stream, in recent years, the head of the family has worked hard to rectify the Heshan faction, the current head of Sima Xuantian is a genius who is not in the world, he became a monk at the age of thirty-two, and at the age of fifty-six he created the Heshan faction to be famous in the world Tiangang and the fire array, and now when it comes to the Heshan faction, who does not praise Sima Xuantian with a thumb on the ground, and talk about the Tiangang Mountain from the fire array, who doesn't want to be a thumbs up to praise the mountain faction. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the reputation of the Heshan faction for hundreds of years of disdain cannot be changed in just a few decades, it is also very rare to have the achievements of the present.

This time, the Heshan faction learned that there were demons in Suoyang City, so they sent sixteen disciples to come in the starry night to eradicate the demons, but they did not expect to enter Suoyang City, they encountered a large number of fleeing people, as a last resort, the Taoist priests had to protect the refugees in formation, and sent troops to send troops, while struggling to support, while waiting for help.

The Taoist priests worked hard to support, several times are not slack, the twelve Taoist priests of the main formation and the other four Taoist priests have taken turns to exchange five times, since the reinforcements have not arrived, all the Taoist priests are extremely exhausted, but in the face of demons how can they fall their own morale, blindly cheer themselves up, which Taoist priest is not strong, so he takes the initiative to go down, and is continued by others.

After a stalemate of about a stick of incense, the night was even deeper, the Taoist priests faltered, gradually losing their support, and even Zhao Zheng looked at it and sweated for them, how can it go on like this?

Finally, the fire in the northwest corner gradually suppressed its momentum, and finally exploded on the ground and flashed, and it was actually extinguished.

At this moment, the Taoist priests immediately became like ice, and the twelve long swords pointed to the northwest corner, in a vain attempt to make up for the shortcomings in the formation, but as soon as they dispersed their strength, the evil qi in other directions took advantage of the situation to attack, and the night sky was pressed by the wisps of wisps of entanglement, like spider silk and all spread to the gaps in the array, finally, wisps of evil qi have invaded the array, and then, the fire in the southwest corner was also extinguished, and the long swords of three Taoist priests have been entangled by evil qi, gradually dancing and stagnating, and can no longer grow freely, several other Taoist priests came forward to fight against the evil qi, only to hear a sound of the long voice, and the long sword in the hands of several Taoist priests has been taken away by the evil qi, Thrown far away, the formation was chaotic in an instant, and at the opening of the formation, a demon with a big red face walked in.

In a matter of moments, the fire array fell apart, and every bit of the fire was extinguished, and the thick black darkness descended again, and the only light of the fire was extinguished, and all that could be seen in everyone's eyes was a surprisingly large red face, and other than that, it was all darkness.

The demonic face was clear in the starless night, and the red seemed to be still flowing on his face, as if he was searching for the flesh and blood around him in order to devour it.

The crowd was in a heap, and the sound of running and crying annihilated the already vague world.

The red face loomed in the crowd, but he just walked step by step, and a weird laugh came out of his throat.

Song Zhi had already been woken up by the crowd, but when he opened his eyes, it was dark, he couldn't see anything, he didn't know who was trembling and trembling and dragging beside him, calling Senior Brother Zhao on the one hand, and the sleepless Taoist on the other, but no one answered him, his voice became more and more mournful, mixed with the voices of everyone, and finally he couldn't hear anything.

Sleepless has long since lost sight of where to hide.

Although in this extremely dark night, Zhao Zheng's right eye could be seen clearly for no reason, he saw the red-faced demon walk into the formation, and wiped out the people around him with a single hand, and then the person who was wiped out let out a muffled cry and fell to the ground motionless.

Zhao Zheng saw that the red-faced demon was so rampant, he was so frightened that he wanted to escape but his legs and stomach trembled, and he just ran a few steps, and then fell to the ground softly, he got up, and then couldn't help but look at the red-faced demon twice, the red-faced demon was wiping a hand on the face of a Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest didn't have time to scream, his entire face splashed tens of millions of drops of blood, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and then didn't move.

Zhao Zheng screamed in fright by this tragic situation, stretched out his hand and covered his right eye tightly, and no longer wanted to see a little bit of this miserable situation in the world, but covering his right eye, the world of his left eye was a darkness that could not be seen with his fingers, and he could see nothing, except for his ears to hear the scattered sounds of the crowd fleeing for his life.

He had no choice but to let go of his right eye again, and then he saw the red-faced demon stepping up from the right side, Zhao Zheng hurriedly shouted to help the crowd escape from the left side, but his voice was immediately drowned in the bustling crowd, the crowd was like bees that had blown up their nests, scattering and fleeing, and even worse, crashing into the red-faced demon and losing his own life.

Zhao Zheng's frightened heart was about to burst.

He couldn't move at all, watching the people around him rush behind him, but no one came to pull him, and several Taoist priests escorted the refugees past him with swords, also ignoring himself.

Zhao Zheng was in a hurry and shouted at Senior Brother Song, Song Zhi had long been running for his life with whom.

The red-faced demon walked slowly all the way, and he didn't see how fast he was, but when he waved his hand, more than a dozen refugees rushed to the ground without resistance.

The refugees who fell to the ground and died were all injured on their faces, and they stopped moving after a piece of blood, Zhao Zheng saw that the red-faced demon was so cruel, and he was indignant,

It's even harder.

At the moment of panic, Zhao Zheng suddenly heard a familiar sound of help in his ears, he thought it was from the refugees fleeing in the crowd, but the voice kept ringing in his ears, as if it was close to his eardrum and calling for help.

And the more you listen to it, the more familiar it becomes, isn't it the same voice that repeatedly shouts at night?

He let go of his right eye, peeking left and right, and couldn't see who was calling for help, but the voice was getting louder and louder, compared to before, the cry for help was full of indescribable joy, and the joy became stronger and stronger, and finally, the voice actually had a trace of arrogance, a trace of inevitability, although it was a cry for help, but it made people's hearts creepy to come, and this arrogance, this indispensable, but so familiar, like meeting an old acquaintance who had not been masked for decades, so familiar, but so ethereal and unpredictable。

At that moment, Zhao Zheng thought hard about this déjà vu in his mind, there seemed to be something bright in his heart, and something seemed to sound, but after thinking about it carefully, it was annihilated again, and it was nothing

No.

The more you can't think of anything, the more you have to think of something.

At that moment, all of Zhao Zheng's nerves were numb, and he was almost stunned, but at this time, the red-faced demon also looked at him, and he turned a blind eye to the refugees around him, striding towards him.

The red-faced demon stared at him, and he also looked at the red-faced demon, and for a moment, the crowd fleeing for their lives was seen as nothing.

At this moment, the deadly voice of help rang out lazily again, "Help...... Destiny ......"

The voice was full of irrepressible joy, where is this still the sound of saving lives? It is clearly like the schadenfreude and banter of the hunter when he sees that his prey cannot escape.

However, at this moment of lightning and fire, Zhao Zheng finally remembered the owner of this familiar but inscrutable life-saving voice, and the stones were like a lot.

Shi Zhi is like this, he has not been dead, Zhao Zheng took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the red-faced demon with a changing face, walking towards him step by step.

Where the formation was broken, the fire was extinguished one after another.

The people in the formation fled for their lives in a hurry, but no one paid attention to Zhao Zheng, who was standing in a dementia.

Zhao Zheng also seemed to be frightened stupid, and he couldn't move.

The red-faced demon's face flickered with red light uncertainly, and his body staggered towards Zhao Zheng.

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbed Zhao Zheng, and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Zhao Zheng woke up in a dementia, and saw that it was the sleepless Taoist who was dragging him, so he ran towards the stab in a panic.