"Sir Shangxian, can you tell us what we did wrong? I will apologize to you first." The village chief knelt on the ground and spoke in panic.

"King!" A cold light flashed, and the village chief was already in a different place.

The disciple who came out of the sword said indifferently: "Ignorance, who can give you the qualification to ask questions?"

Everyone in the deserted village is in danger and dare not show up.

The leading young man put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and spoke directly: "I'm really curious, how did mortals like you who are useless and trash who are inferior to domestic animals survive the hands of the great monster?"

"Aren't you very good at talking just now? What about now? Want to die?"

Before the young man's slightly angry voice spread throughout the city gate, a response immediately came.

A burly man shouted in panic: "I know! I know! It's because the target of those monsters is not us, their target is a white-haired boy... So can I let me go, Lord Shangxian!"

Liu Laosan told the whole story of Yun Feng, but in order to prevent the other party from venting his anger, he did not mention Uncle Zhang. The leading young man frowned and of course did not answer Liu Laosan's plea.

Several other disciples confirmed the authenticity of the matter to the fearful villagers and sent a message to the leading young man.

After the young man learned about the information, his eyes finally opened. They were a pair of blood-filled angry pupils!

The moment he saw these eyes, Liu Laosan already knew that he was dead.

A black and purple sword sheath suddenly appeared behind the young man, and thirty-six long swords flew out of the sword sheath, surrounding the young man's sword sounded continuously.

"Sword falls!"

The long sword fell in response to the sound, and evolved into a formation map. Above the sword formed by spiritual energy, the flying sword condensed by the spiritual energy fell like rain, and in a blink of an eye, the settlement of the deserted village turned into a dead end. The villagers fled in all directions, and they didn't know how many people could survive.

After the demon tide, the deserted village fled to nearby towns to take refuge. The largest number of people was Fengcheng settlement. Although several groups of people left in Fengcheng after refusing to accept it, the settlement still had a large population.

Hundreds of thousands of lives are so humble in the hands of that young man!

The people in the deserted village never thought that they had gone through endless hardships to escape the demon tide, but in the end they died at the hands of the human race.

The young man ignored the blood and bones below and led his junior brother and sister away. The disciples who accompanied him did not dare to speak out at all. Anyone who knew him knew that this person had been so tyrannical because of his brother's status in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, but the degree of cruelty this time was even more imagined by everyone.

In the inn, the young man looked at the woman lying on the bed, held her slightly cool hand and said sadly: "Qingqing, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you here, I shouldn't have allowed you to investigate, it's all my fault!"

The woman's eyes were slightly opened and she said weakly: "I'm fine. Brother Chen, don't be angry with yourself. You are a genius who will enter the Taoist realm in the future, so don't do stupid things."

"Entering the Tao? How can you be important to you! I have killed all those scumbags, and those big monsters and the culprits of this matter, so don't even think of running away. Even if I, Wang Chen, violated the taboos of heaven, even if I cannot enter the Tao for the rest of my life, even if I have lost five immortals, I will slaughter all those who harm you!"

The woman said worriedly: "Brother Chen! Abide by his original intention and never get into a devil!"

Qing Young stroked the woman's hair and said softly: "It's okay to be safe. I won't have anything to do. I'll always be me. Junior Brother Lin sacrificed himself to save your life. I will take good care of his family. I will have me in everything, so don't worry."

The young man stood up and flew towards the Da Yao Mountain. He didn't know another target - the white-haired boy, who lived in a low-end room downstairs.

The young man was named Wang Chen, and he had already entered the artistic conception in less than 20 years. He could be called a genius among monks. This investigation mission was released as an emergency mission, and only the core disciples or above can lead the team to take over the emergency mission. Seeing that it was heading to a place with thin spiritual energy, Wang Chen thought that there would be no danger, so he took his lover and his followers to go with him.

After the junior brother of the city lord Yu learned about the situation, the woman named Lin Qingqing proposed to collect information, and another junior brother named Lin said he would go with him.

Lin Qingqing and Junior Brother Lin are from the main vein and branch of the same family. Junior Brother Lin has been cared for by this lady of the main vein and has always wanted to repay the kindness, so Wang Chen didn't mind. Moreover, the spiritual energy in the demon seal barrier was thin, and even the big monster who escaped from other places did not have much power in the spiritless area, so Wang Chen agreed.

He thought that his lover could be recorded in the credit book justified, but the facts were extremely cruel.

There was no threat to the original site of the deserted village, they were just little monsters. However, when the two disciples arrived at the Great Demon Mountain, they encountered an unmatched threat - more than ten big monsters!

The practice system of the demon clan is different from that of the human clan, so the human clan divides the demon clan into small demons, big demons, demon spirits, and demon kings according to their strength.

The little demon is equivalent to the third realm of Lingyuan Chen Weili and Liaison of the human race cultivator, while the big demon is the artistic conception of Youtianxing.

Those big monsters who were only considered mid-level monsters not long ago were just big monsters who were refining the blood and energy of the army and quickly promoted to the primary level. Even though the spiritual energy was not synchronized, the physical power did reach the level of the big monsters. How could only two ordinary disciples in Youtian Realm resist this?

No one can answer this point for Junior Brother Lin’s feelings for Lin Qingqing. He stood up with a hot head, which resulted in an ending where even the remains could not be preserved. Even if Lin Qingqing could escape back, he had no idea.

"This is the whole story of this matter. Senior Brother Wang has gone to the devil, and we stayed to find out the news about the white-haired boy. Please ask if there is anyone who knows it." At this time, the disciples of the Demon-Suppressing Tower were discussing with the city lord's mansion.

"Grey-haired boy? I have never seen this. This characteristic is either a disease or a special bloodline and physique. Although I haven't been in office for a long time, I think that this bloodline should not be inherited from Fengcheng." The young city lord said after thinking.

"There are only two possibilities: illness and foreigners. He has lived in a deserted village for more than a year. Since it is not Fengcheng, he came from a further place. It is said that he fled alone after the demon disaster, but his foot strength is limited, so he definitely can't escape much!"

The young city lord pressed his temple and then concluded: "Then he must be hiding in a town near a deserted village. First, ask the residents of Fengcheng whether there are any witnesses, and then explore the other nearby cities. The easiest way is to post a notice, even if it is alarmed, it is better to alarm him, because his foot strength is impossible to escape!"

Although this is not difficult to imagine, it is also quite excellent to be able to analyze the information and come up with a solution at the moment you hear it.

The eyes of the disciples of the Demon-Suppressing Tower flashed in their eyes, all of whom were admired. The disciple who was the most highly cultivated in the team leader clapped and cheered: "It is worthy of being the rumored Junior Brother Fang. Not only is he outstanding in talent, but his intelligence is also extraordinary."

"Senior brother praised me. Now I am just a useless person. All kinds of inappropriate things were not worthy of justice." The city lord smiled.

The rich middle-aged man stood beside him respectfully and said nothing, but the deputy city lord did not hear this conversation at all.

The white-haired boy? Wasn’t that the strange power helper he saw in Yunlangxuan that day? After saying that, wouldn’t this credit belong to him?

"Swish, relying on my origin in the Demon-Suppressing Tower to make things difficult for me everywhere, when I catch the white-haired boy and get praise from Lord Wang, do you still have to be afraid that you are such a disabled person?" The gloomy gaze of the rich middle-aged man flashed and he began to prepare his own plan.

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In the ruins of the deserted village, there is a faint golden light among the mummies everywhere.

"I was scared. How could a human monk from Youtian Realm come over? Fortunately, I couldn't see me. I was about to be disturbed by the meal. I was so miserable."

The golden-armored mouse stood on a helmet, looking at the large piece of metal weapons and armor, and sighed slightly: "There is no blood left at all. Fortunately, there is this large piece of metal, which is not too much. It's a pity that you can't eat too much, otherwise it would be bad if you were caught."

Just as he was about to lean over to swallow his helmet, a figure whizzed by in the air.

The mouse suddenly froze in its original place, like a small sculpture.

"I didn't see me! I didn't see me! I didn't see me!" The mouse kept murmuring in her heart, praying that she was not discovered.

When he saw the figure moving away, he had not yet felt relieved. Suddenly, a flying sword of spiritual energy attacked. Naturally, he could not sit still and wait for death, so he immediately dodged away.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, Wang Chen's whole body exuded a cold murderous aura, and his eyes were filled with cold light: "I actually pretended to be dead in front of me, but unfortunately, you will really die here."

"You are a fairy, Banban, come again? This time I am still a powerful guy with artistic conception. Ahhhhh, why is my luck so lucky!" The mouse also became angry.

After a clear vision, Wang Chen found that the faint aura he had sensed before was actually a demon rat, and he could not see through the realm. This was quite strange, but the result would not change.

The purple scabbard appeared again, the formation rose and the sword rain fell.

The mice followed suit, and the metal everywhere turned into thirty-six long swords, and they also flew away, blocking the spirit sword and destroying the sword formation.

"What!" Wang Chen exclaimed, what power is this? He transformed and controlled the metal at will and even saw through his sword formation. The known monsters should not have the bloodline with this power, at least he had never heard of it.

Wang Chen noticed the crisis from the mouse, and a silver light flashed on the ring, and a beautiful long sword appeared in his hand.

There is a snake-shaped sun carving on the hilt of the sword, the sword grid is small and hollow, and complex green runes lit up on the slender blade, occupying most of the blades.

This sword is called The Hague. It is said to be cast by a forging master in Yunlangxuan, Yunkun Kingdom. The material is made of the deep-sea poisonous dragon from Hongyu. It is not only clever and sharp, but also highly toxic.

The Hague was given by Master Wang Chen. Even if this sword is more than enough to ask about the realm of Taoism, it can be regarded as a placing Master’s expectations for him.

Usually, Wang Chen would not take out the Hague, but it would be a different matter when there is a threat of life.

Wang Chen held the Hague Sword, and a magic figure of stepping on the dragon appeared behind him. The boundless spiritual energy surrounded him, and he could vaguely see it like a wave.

The demon rat was shocked. The artistic conception in the knowledge inherited by blood was not as grand as that. He was thinking about when the human race became so fancy, but he had no chance to continue complaining.

When the Hague pointed forward, the Dharma Image Wang Chen immediately stepped on the poisonous dragon and killed him. Wang Chen's Dharma Image also held the Hague with the transformation of spiritual energy, giving the demon rat a sense of danger.

Before the poisonous dragon arrived, the huge waves came first, and the magnificent spiritual waves slapped at the demon rat. However, although the demon rat was panicked, it did not retreat at all.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do, I'm so annoying!" A golden light suddenly appeared above the demon rat, and turned into a golden sword at the moment when the huge waves invaded.

The golden sword slashed down with the momentum, and the brilliant golden sword energy cut through the water curtain like a shattered destruction. This disproportionate volume made the magic phase of the giant waves connecting the sky and stepping on the dragon directly divided into two!

The huge waves broke through, and the water spirit disappeared without falling to the ground. This is the result of the complete crushing and annihilation of the Dharma image.

"Tsk, it's not useful to be good at it." The mouse said disdainfully.

"Um!" Wang Chen groaned, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, his face full of disbelief. The immortal treasure Dharma image he was proud of was broken in an instant? How could this be possible!

Wang Chen was furious, and his true body was holding the Hague's sword and arrived instantly, and his whole body was like a dragon rushing to death!

Unfortunately, the golden giant sword reacted very quickly and immediately blocked the mouse. The Hague intersected with the golden sword, and Wang Chen was shocked back, and The Hague escaped.

"Puff." A large mouthful of blood was spurted out unexpectedly, and Wang Chen immediately realized that he was definitely not the opponent of the mouse.

He felt a pure golden spirit aura from the golden sword, so sharp that it was even enough to destroy his Hague. Even if it was just a passive counterattack, he now had many small wounds on his body.

The golden spirit giant sword dissipated, and the mouse slowly climbed onto the metal helmet and said, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Wang Chen's heart was shocked and he felt extremely humiliated. How could the other party be just a little demon!

But life is important. He picked up The Hague, ignored the gap-covered clothes and blood-filled body, and ran back desperately, for fear that the demon rat would regret it.
Chapter completed!