As the demonic energy in the sky above Qiaojiabao became more and more intense, gradually some Taoist monks came here, but most of them only learned one or two magic spells. Those who were slaughtered by the Styx overseas were called senior masters in front of them. Seeing such demonic energy, how could they not know the importance of it? Each of them was afraid of it. The fastest update

Their magic power, Styx, was not seen in their eyes. Apart from a group of martial arts masters led by Wang Ming, there was only another group of angry horses in their clothes. Those who were far behind could barely see it.

The Taoist Luo, who was with the Styx, seemed to have some eyesight. He immediately looked at Wang Ming and said secretly: "This young man seems to have some magic power, but for some reason he is mixed with those ordinary people." Chen Ang knew as soon as he heard that this was a cultivator who was away from the world. Such practitioners took the purpose of avoiding the world as their key, and they would not easily appear in front of ordinary people. Even if they were wandering around, they would never show their magic power.

In the secular world of Middle Earth, there are many monks who hold this idea. Even the scattered immortals are born only as swordsmen. Bai Guyi, among the two elders of Songshan, has an identity as a famous old man in the martial arts world, so the Styx is not surprised, but he is more concerned about the situation of the Qiao family.

At this time, Qiao Si's magic refining skills in Qiao Family Fort had reached a critical moment. He captured the demonic energy of his corpse soldiers and mixed them with them, turning into a hundred-foot-long Xuanyin corpse evil. He formed a seven-evil Yin corpse formation with his father's corpse head to refine copper armored demon corpse as the head, forming a large formation of seven evil Yin corpse, surrounded Qiao Family Fort, and swallowed the Xuanyin corpse evil energy. With his command, he dispatched the corpse soldiers to drag out forty-nine Qiao women and children.

Now looking at Qiao Si again, blood-red flesh scales appeared on his face, his two fangs pierced the upper lip and revealed his eyes, his eyes were completely black, and there were three bone spurs on his head, and ten fingernails were about seven inches long and short, and each one was condensed like a sperm.

He was no longer a human figure, and had become a half-human and half-demon corpse. He smiled with his big mouth full of fangs, and looked at his relatives like a ferocious beast. He ignored their begging and howling, but he was afraid that before the forty-nine people pushed down the Bone God statue, he would drive the corpse soldiers to sacrifice them bloodily. Suddenly, the blood evil energy surged into the sky, smearing the Bone God statue as if it were red jade.

Qiao Si opened his bloody mouth and spit out a corpse energy, absorbing a gust of evil spirit mixed with the violent sun essence at noon. As the corpse energy was sucked and sucked, the movement inside gradually became known to people outside. Luo Zhenren used the Seven Evil Yin Corpse Array to release a hole and attract the sun essence to see a little bit of it, and his face changed drastically: "No! That monster seems to be refining a powerful magic."

He turned around and shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoists, don't hesitate anymore. While the demon has not yet refined this magic, and at noon, when the yang energy is at its highest, we will attack and kill in to rescue the living people inside. Otherwise, this time has passed, and at night, the demon will be even more fierce. Wait until tomorrow, how can the people inside be in their lives?"

Although Na Luo Zhenren was not powerful, he had a sense of righteousness. Chen Ang looked at his anxiety as if he was fake, but the others here might not have such kind heart as him. Styx stood beside him, and his position was self-evident.

A young hero behind Wang Ming couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "This is our big enemy, it's better to die. We were here to kill him. Now we want us to save him. How can this be true in the world?"

Another person next to him took the conversation and smiled: "Of course! We often subdued demons and eliminated demons in the northwest, eliminated zombies and ghosts, and An Jing side, the Taoist priest wanted to eradicate the monsters in the Qiao family castle. We should do our best, but we should save the Qiao family... Sorry, when his family dies, we will help the Taoist priest with help."

When Luo Zhenren heard this, his face looked a little ugly and he whispered: "Looking at this demonic aura, the young and strong inside is probably already in trouble. Now most of the remaining women and children are innocent, even if they are revenge on life and death, they should be repaid!"

The young man behind Wang Ming said quickly: "They are glorious and wealthy, and their clothes and food are the blood and tears of the people. Since they enjoy wealth and honor together, they will bear the responsibility for the consequences together. Nothing is innocent or not! Since the gold, silver and treasures that Jiannu plundered when he invaded the enemy have been in their hands and turned into glory, the blood and tears on them should also be theirs!"

Just as they were quarreling here, a cloud suddenly rose among the group of brocade knights behind, with a step-drawing bed on it, covered by a curtain like clouds and mist. It flew in from afar, and stopped above Luo Zhenren's head, and a young man's voice came from inside: "But Master Luo in Qinghe? Three years ago, Xiaoke's grandfather's birthday party, I saw Master Luo once, and I saw him again today, and his style was not as good as that of that year!"

Zhenren Luo thought for a while and suddenly said, "It turns out to be Nephew Liu. I heard that you are under the Damin Zhenren, and your progress has become more and more good. I was once praised by Zhenren of Damin as the most outstanding handsome man in Central China in recent years. If you don't serve the Damin Zhenren in southern Fujian, how can you come to such a remote place?"

The cloud bed slowly descended, and a young man in yellow pulled out the curtain. He glanced coldly at Wang Ming, and then smiled and answered what Luo Zhenren asked. In addition, he didn't look at others, and was obviously extremely arrogant. He heard him say, "Someone asked me to be under my grandfather's school. In recent years, there have been a group of evil spirits in the northwest. He relied on some magic to kill good people and acted unlawful. The grandfather wanted to punish him personally, but I thought about my grandfather's age and such evil spirits in the side, why did he take action? I would go on his behalf."

Hearing what he said, how could he not know that what he said was aimed at Wang Ming? He raised his eyes slightly and saw through the young man's depth. He didn't even have the magic power to control the sword. He could fly in the sky all depend on the cloud bed under his feet, but it was just a third-rate magic weapon refined by a raw cloud wood. Except for looking better, he had no ability to protect the body and defend the enemy.

Although it flies over slowly, it looks leisurely and elegant, it is actually all a good person, and the fastest flight is only this speed.

With Styx's knowledge, it was determined that this person was not to deal with Wang Ming, who had carefully trained him, even if his grandfather, the real person of Damin, came in person, and was also a beheaded by Wang Ming two moves. It was not because the real person of Damin had a false reputation, but because the flower grew in the greenhouse south of this person. I was afraid that he had never fought a few spells in his life, and it was all up to perform magic and invite fame for the nobles. When facing Wang Ming, a person who was pushed into the dangerous land several times by Chen Ang, and was naturally a gift for delivering vegetables.

But the boy felt good about himself and insisted on joining forces with Zhenren Luo to go to Qiaojiabao. Fortunately, seeing Luo Zhenren's vague refusal attitude, we should know what he is.

Qiao Si sensed the demons in Chen Ang's gods and demons, slaughtered more than 2,000 people, and trained corpses and corpses to form an army. Although it was only a quick success, his magical powers should not be underestimated. When he refined the Yanyang Blood Evil, he was not afraid of the scorching of the sun's true fire, and did not weaken his magic power during the day. Except for the Styx, everyone present may not be the opponent of his Seven Evil Yin Corpse Formation.

(To be continued...)
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