Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Massacre

Who knew that the monk stretched out his hand, and a black light shot out, and this came to Liu Changqing's door.

Liu Changqing was also slightly angry in his heart, it was really unreasonable, he did it without understanding the reason, and he really didn't put himself in his eyes. His eyes narrowed, and he saw that the black light was a rare needle-shaped magic weapon, and he immediately had a plan, and with a flick of his wrist, the black blood divine needle was placed in a seven-star sword formation and shot towards the monk, which was a tooth for a tooth!

The monk was startled, and he sacrificed one flying needle, but the other party shot seven, which was too deceitful!

Poof! After a few sounds, all the black blood divine needles fell on the silver shield, and they were blocked back, unable to penetrate. It seems that the opponent's shield defense is not weak.

And Liu Changqing didn't sacrifice any defensive treasures, just stretched out his right hand, pinched his thumb and index finger lightly, and pinched the lightning fast flying needle on his fingertips, but it was a gray needle-shaped treasure refined from unknown materials.

The monk was dumbfounded, it turned out that this person was still a physical cultivator, and his level was quite high.

"Quickly return the Bone Needle to me!" the young monk scolded, leading the silver shield towards Liu Changqing.

"As long as the Taoist friend agrees to be here, don't continue to entangle, the Dark Bone Needle should be offered!" Liu Changqing's figure retreated violently, keeping a distance of twenty zhang from the monk, and the Xuan Feng made Liu Changqing's figure elegant, looking effortless.

"Hello, this son agreed!" The young monk was annoyed and angry when he saw that he couldn't catch up with Liu Changqing for a long time, but he had no choice but to agree.

Liu Changqing's wrist flicked, and the Dark Bone Needle turned into a black mang and flew towards the young monk. The monk stretched out his hand to copy it, caught the bone needle, patted the storage bag, and sacrificed a dark and bright treasure in the shape of a hairpin, and there were words in his mouth, and then his mouth opened, and he squirted out a mouthful of blood to the hairpin.

The black hairpin let out a buzzing sound, trembled, and instantly turned into a zhangxu, countless black runes flew out from above, and then reconstituted a hairpin in the air, as if it had life, and stabbed Liu Changqing directly.

Liu Changqing was taken aback, not because of the hairpin, but because of the runes! Those runes were all runes of the Heavenly Witch Clan! Liu Changqing's sky-shaking drum and cloud-piercing arrow all had such runes on them.

Liu Changqing immediately sacrificed the sky-shaking drum, pinched the trick with both hands, and urged the sky-shaking drum with the law.

Knock-!knock-!

The drum beat was long, and every time it sounded, the flying rune hairpin trembled, and the momentum weakened a little.

"The Heaven-Shaking Drum?" the young monk screamed, his expression excited, "No, it doesn't seem to be the real Heaven-Shaking Drum, but an imitation! Where did you get this imitation of the Heaven-Shaking Drum?"

Liu Changqing didn't answer, his hands sped up, the drums beat one after another, and the runes on the drum surface began to peel off, flying into the air, forming a rune long sword, shooting towards the head. Liu Changqing was angry in his heart, he was complaining that the monk's words didn't count, and he was going to teach him a lesson!

Bang! The runes flying out of the sky-shaking drum collided with the headpin runes, and both of them collapsed and scattered, and they were actually evenly matched!

Liu Changqing was surprised in his heart, his left hand shook, and ten thousand beasts threw out a large array of flags, and then sixty or seventy blue-backed tigers appeared behind him, aiming at the sky-shaking drums in the air and sending out a "tiger roar"!

Roar! Roar!

The sky-shaking drum shook up and down, the drum surface shook violently, and invisible sound waves were transmitted out, and the rune hairpin that had just been formed by the head hairpin collapsed and scattered, unable to form the head hairpin, and the monk was in the center of the sound wave, although he had a silver shield to protect himself, he could not block the sound wave attack, and he only felt that his ears were like hearing a thunderbolt from the sky, and five thunderbolts were thundering, dizzy, crumbling, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Stop, stop, I, I have something to say!" the monk was extremely shocked in his heart, and if he continued, his little life would be confessed, and he hurriedly shouted.

Liu Changqing didn't want this person's life in the first place, but he was angry that he didn't talk about his credibility and taught him a lesson.

The monk let out a long breath, sat on the ground, no longer had the chic image just now, and with a wave of his hand, he also put away his hairpin.

"It seems that I misunderstood Daoyou. The monk raised his head and glanced at Liu Changqing, slowly stood up, stared at Liu Changqing's eyes, and asked word by word: "May I ask Daoyou, where did you get the drum in your hand?"

Liu Changqing frowned, he didn't like the monk's way of asking questions, so he turned his head and left. With a flicker of his body, Xuanfeng escaped to the extreme, because he had taken the Wind Source Bead, so it was like a wisp of green wind, disappearing in the distance.

The monk was stunned, he didn't expect Liu Changqing to say goodbye, and immediately chased after him, and finally came across the news of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Drum, how could he easily let it go? "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

Liu Changqing was anxious to find out the murderer of the villagers, how could he waste time with him, so his body was as fast as lightning, and he searched for suspicious situations while flying.

"Fellow Daoists, please stop, I have something to say below!" The young monk's voice suddenly sounded behind Liu Changqing, which made Liu Changqing very surprised, his speed is not slow, ordinary people can't catch up. When Liu Changqing saw a pair of black wings on the monk's back, he understood everything. At the beginning, I also had an auxiliary flight treasure called Wind Thunder Wing, but unfortunately it was damaged later.

But when he saw the black wings on the monk's back, he was taken aback. That pair of wings was actually made of Heavenly Witch Clan runes! Can runes still be used like this? Liu Changqing became curious in his heart and wanted to find out. The runes of the Heavenly Witch Clan can be used for both attack and defense, making the magic weapon much more powerful, but it has never been used alone to assist flight.

The "Daoyou" monk fell opposite Liu Changqing, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Liu Changqing's face changed, and he galloped away in a certain direction, as fast as lightning.

The monk smiled bitterly, sighed, and continued his pursuit. has been following Liu Changqing to a city, Liu Changqing and the Cangbei Tiger King are standing together, listening to the Tiger King's explanation of the process.

It turned out that the Cangbei Tiger King tracked down all the way, and also encountered several villages that had been drained of essence and blood, but the other party was very cunning and did not leave any traces. Just now he came to a place in a city, and found that the whole city was quiet, and everyone in the city was killed, and the death was exactly the same as the previous village, so he called Liu Changqing to come over.

Liu Changqing blushed and walked towards the city. This city, called "Sanssouci City," is home to about 300,000 residents, but now it has become a dead city! In the shops on both sides of the main street, whether it is the guys selling goods, the shopkeepers who collect money, or the customers who buy goods, all of them have turned into dried corpses, lying to the ground in all directions, and have completely lost their vitality.

In his divine sense, not a single person in the audience lived! The more Liu Changqing walked, the anger in his heart grew, who was it? The method was so vicious, and he disregarded the names of others! The northernmost part of Sanssouci City was the City Lord's Mansion, and Liu Changqing was in the City Lord's Mansion, and he immediately went there. The young monk who arrived was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and he couldn't imagine that there would be a monk doing something to hundreds of thousands of mortals!

In the City Lord's Mansion, Liu Changqing finally found an upside-down jade bowl with a monk sitting inside. He was the only one alive in the city!

But the monk's eyes were glazed and his expression glazed over, as if he had been frightened. But he's a primordial infant monk, what could scare him like this?

"Fellow Daoist" Liu Changqing hugged his fist at the monk, and as soon as he said two words, the monk jumped up, screamed and ran away, "All dead, all dead!

Liu Changqing chased after him, but the monk ran to the wall of the city lord's mansion, and saw a dried corpse standing against the wall, tears flowed from his eyes, and turned into two lines of blood and tears, "Wan'er, it's me who is incompetent! I didn't protect you properly, I was incompetent! I want revenge! Kill! Kill! Kill them!"

The monk slammed his fist against the wall with his bare hands, but no trace of spiritual power was released. The fist was bloodied by the wall, and even the bones were exposed, but he didn't know it.

Click!

The bones of the hand smashed against the wall and broke, and the blood dripped down to the ground, staining red. Liu Changqing couldn't bear it, walked behind him, raised his palm, and was about to knock this person unconscious. Who knew that the man raised his head, hit his head on the heavy wall, ** burst, and died!

Liu Changqing was stunned, his raised hand hung high in the air, and he couldn't fall for a long time. Damn, who the hell is it?

At this moment, a remnant soul emanated from the monk's corpse, kneeling in the air and bowing to Liu Changqing: "I hope that Daoyou can bury our husband and wife, this favor cannot be repaid, but kowtow!"

Liu Changqing put down his arm and nodded heavily, "Don't worry, fellow Daoists, you will definitely let the two of you settle down." I don't know who is so ruthless and slaughters the whole city? Even you, the infant monk, can't do anything?"

The remnant soul hesitated for a moment, "Daoist friends should not ask, the more you know, the easier it is to lose your life, Daoyou will do it yourself!"

"Is it the hand of the Divine Transformation Stage monk?" Liu Changqing shouted, the body of the remnant soul was shocked, although he did not speak, but on the surface Liu Changqing guessed correctly!

When Liu Changqing saw the tragic situation in the entire Sanssouci City, he already suspected that it was the actions of the cultivators of the Transformation Stage, it was impossible for the Infant Stage Monks to have such magical powers, and they sucked all the more than 200,000 people in the city out of essence and blood at once! What is it for that purpose is the use of the Ancestor of the Transformation Stage to slaughter the mortals in the city? In their eyes, are mortals really like ants? Is life so worthless, so unbearable, to be slaughtered at will?