Li Hong IX has cultivated and is by no means a person who loves to kill and fight. In fact, among the top Taoist priests of the five sects of the Daomen, there are very few murderous ones, because everyone is pursuing ascension, killing is meaningless, and meditation and cultivation is the right way.

However, this does not mean that Li Hong is pedantic and cowardly.

Ten years ago, when Li Hong first woke up, he was often indecisive, suspicious and irritable. Ten years later, Li Hongxiu is a great advance, decisive and resolute, no longer suspicious, but in fact he has become more irritable. Even Li Hong himself doesn't know why. Usually he disguised it very well, and there were few cases where others came to provoke him, so it was not revealed.

At this moment, in the face of the surging crowd, not to mention Li Hong, even Shi Shengying, who was as light as water, was angered. Being unscrupulously challenged by beings who are far weaker than oneself is an insult in itself. The so-called victory is not martial, it is ashamed not to win, and the best solution to this situation is to win, win!

A strange evil smile appeared in the corners of Xu's eyes, and he felt that he was about to succeed.

The first wave of angry crowd came to the front, and Xu seemed to shout and punch him, and several people fell to the ground in an instant. Xu seemed to take the opportunity to rush into the crowd and make it look like he was going to kill.

"Get out!" Song Qingping finally couldn't bear it anymore and released a spell that instantly swept several people to the ground.

The crowd saw that the other party had used a spell, and then they realized that the other party was not a mortal Taoist.

The scrawny middle-aged man who had been supporting the scene was not afraid, and the words in his mouth: "God of Holy Fire, please give us strength!"

As he chanted the incantation, the sky literally darkened.

Li Hong jumped up and instantly came to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at Li Hong with great righteousness, stretched out his right hand in a pretended posture, pointed his index finger at Li Hong and shouted: "Heretic, kneel! Kneel down in front of the God of Sacred Fire! Otherwise, you will face divine punishment!"

The old Taoist who was tied up not far away suddenly laughed: "It's you! I know you! Look! What did I say before? Daomen raised his head too high to see mortals, and now mortals are going to bite you in turn! He told you to kneel! Hahaha! A mortal wants to make Daomen Daomen kneel! What an irony......

Before the old Taoist could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by another Chinese character, and then threw the torch to burn the old Taoist priest and some other 'infidels' to death.

Li Hong's face was as calm as water, and others couldn't see his anger, but Li Hong was really enraged. An ant who can be strangled to death at any time actually told himself to kneel down with righteous words and brazen words?

The middle-aged man looked at Li Hong and saw that his figure had not moved, so he thought that Li Hong was timid. He walked towards Li Hong step by step, and at the same time motioned for the other three to come over with ropes. "Heretics, don't think that you can do whatever you want with some spells, in front of the God of Sacred Fire, all evil spells are not worth mentioning!"

After speaking, three ropes pounced on Li Hong.

The next moment, it was not Li Hong who was bound by the rope, but the middle-aged man. Li Hong carried the middle-aged man like a chicken, and said in a flat tone: "I haven't killed a mortal for many years! Do you want to be the first?"

Although the middle-aged man was captured, he still couldn't help laughing, and his laughter was full of disdain and provocation: "Kill me? The believers of the Holy Fire God can't be killed! You can kill my body at most, but my soul will fly to the [Divine Realm] that the Holy Fire God has prepared for us early in the morning, how can you kill me?"

Li Hong couldn't help but sneer: "[Divine Realm]? what an ignorant mortal!" as he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a strong wind extinguished the flames not far away. Li Hong did not immediately kill the middle-aged man, but pinched him and flew into the air, and at the same time let out an earth-shattering roar: "Disciples of the Holy Fire Cult!

The crowd was dispersed by Song Qingping, Shi Shengying, and Duanmu Youlan, and countless people fell to the ground with a snort, unable to stand up.

Song Qingping exerted his divine might, used the magic power of [Law Heaven Like Earth], bowed his waist, looked a hundred feet tall, raised his right foot and stomped on it, trampling the city not far away, and shouted loudly: "Those who dare to violate the Daomen will be punished even if they are far away! This is your fate!"

Song Qingping is a typical Wushan Dao scholar, they are cold and stubborn, although they are not cruel and murderous, it does not mean that they dare not kill.

Seeing his home turn to dust in an instant, thinking that there were still many relatives left in the city, the crowd began to burst into tears.

The pain is sobering, and they realize that they are hitting a stone with an egg.

Many people suddenly came to their senses, but they didn't dare to make any moves.

The middle-aged man who was caught by Li Hong shouted: "Don't listen to his nonsense! Immediately! The protector of the Divine Sect will come to save us soon! Stay with the holy flame forever!"

This time few people shouted with him, because of fear, because of powerlessness.

The middle-aged man didn't believe that he would fail to save himself so quickly, and stubbornly looked at the sky, the clouds were getting closer and closer, and the heads of several people were finally revealed in the clouds.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and turned his head vigorously and shouted at Li Hong: "The Divine Sect Protector is here, you should die!"

Li Honglang laughed loudly: "Is this the rescuer you invited?" Thinking of the past when he failed to cross the tribulation, Li Hong's resentment towards the Body God Sect instantly rose to its peak. He is not Song Qingping, and he will not kill mortals, but the demon king in the clouds, don't even think about escaping today!

"Come on, the cult protector, let me see your methods!" Li Hong raised his hand and threw the middle-aged man into the air, letting him fall into the thick dust, although he did not fall to his death, but he also choked enough.

The middle-aged man stood up with all his strength and waved towards the demon king in the clouds. In his opinion, Li Hong's destruction was only a matter of moments later.

However, Li Hong's body was pulled out and turned into a giant as tall as Song Qingping, standing up to the sky and the earth, looking at the two demon kings in the clouds with bright eyes: "How about we fight face-to-face like men?"

The demon king in the clouds seemed to recognize Li Hong, but his momentum was weak.

The old Taoist who was rescued by Li Hong on the ground woke up, looked up at the sky hard, and finally showed a smile of relief: "This is the style of the Daomen monk!

The stubborn woman beside her also smiled: "Dao Chief, who is this person?"

The old Taoist smiled triumphantly, but the laughter led to the sound of coughing. Coughing is good for thinking, so Lao Dao suddenly remembered that the monk in front of him had said that he was not a disciple of the Five Daomen Sects, but an elder named [Natural Sect].

The old Taoist's face turned slightly gloomy, and he turned his head to look at the woman: "Anyway, you don't believe anything, it doesn't matter who he is! Anyway, you can kill the cult!"

The woman nodded firmly: "If he can kill the cult, then I will believe him in the future!" )