Tianluo Kingdom, Qilian Mountains

Qilianfang City

This is a gathering place for the devil's scattered cultivators, most of which are gathering places for some Qi-training cultivators.

It was originally started by three monks in the early stage of foundation building, and now it has a history of 80 years.

On that day, Zhou Ming flew over the market, and with his right hand, small flags suddenly appeared.

"go!"

With a wave of his right hand, a total of 108 flags fell on each node in an orderly manner.

Standing at a height of 1,000 meters, through the maze, he watched the crowds of people in the market, and the sounds of anger and arguing are heard.

"Big array, get up!"

He shouted softly and quickly used the magic trick in his hand.

The next moment, small flags emitted fluorescence, and the veins and nodes began to connect quickly, and a blood-red light shield suddenly rose.

This is a set that Zhou Ming bought for three thousand spirit stones, the Yin Spirit Blood Evil Formation.

The rising blood cover can withstand the late-stage foundation-building monks, attacking for an hour without breaking it.

In the market

"Who! This is a joke between me and I."

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Wang Gekun hurriedly ran out. When he saw the blood-colored shield rising from the sky, he knew that this was a formation set up by someone.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, what's going on? Is there an enemy who has attacked in?"

At this time, the other two companies in the market, the Zhao family and the Feng family.

Wang, Zhao, Feng, and the three families are the families built by the initiator of this market.

Seeing the visitor from Zhao Feng and his family, Wang Gekun briefly explained the current situation.

"What does this person want to do? Could it be that he wants to destroy us all?"

After listening to Wang Gekun's words, Feng Xiao, who was irritable, suddenly became furious.

As he said that, he took the lead in urging the magic weapon to attack the blood shield.

"Ahhh! Break it for me!"

The flying sword stabbed on the shield, with only a few ripples. Seeing this, Feng Xiao grabbed the hilt of the sword, and his magic power was input into the flying sword like a tide.

Behind

Wang Gekun and Zhao Jun's pupils shrank, then looked at each other, "Go together!"

......

In the air

Zhou Ming looked at this scene and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Overbial power!"

The next moment, he took out a thousand fireball talismans, waved his right hand, and the thousand fireball talismans were immediately activated.

Looking from the sky in the market, it is like rain of fire, densely packed.

Zhou Ming can draw hundreds of this first-grade low-level fireball talisman a day, so he doesn’t feel bad at all when he uses it.

Although I know that this kind of fireball talisman will not cause any harm to Wang Gekun and the others, it is still good to use it to clean up other miscellaneous soldiers.

There are too many other monks who only have the fifth and sixth levels of Qi training. If you let them kill one by one, then when will they kill?

A flash of body

The next moment, Zhou Ming appeared in front of Feng Xiao, looked at his horrified eyes, and a sword was blamed for the head.

Irritability is not a good habit. In combat, the most taboo thing is to be not calm enough and be furious.

Because no one like that can live long.

On the other side, when they saw Zhou Ming killing Feng Xiao so easily, the two turned around and ran away.

The Qing Ling Sword in his hand flashed with a green light, and it came to the back of the two in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

The defensive magic weapon on Zhao Jun's body was vulnerable under the sword light of the Qingling Sword, and it was broken without holding on for a second.

Five seconds later

The last Wang Gekun was also split into two halves by Zhou Ming from head to toe, and the corpses of the two halves were weakly hit on the ground.

The battle between several people, from beginning to end, only happened in just thirty seconds.

At this time, the entire market was covered with fire.

Looking at the market full of flames coldly, the originally lively scene disappeared immediately, leaving only charred corpses and howlings.

The voices of begging for the lowly people, the angry curses of despair, and the voices of unwillingness to women.

There are all kinds of things in the world. As a demon monk, the faces of these people are ridiculous at this moment.

Who is not a monk who has grown to this level? When they regarded mortals as pigs and dogs, they didn’t know if they thought they would have such a day.

The fire of Nirvana appeared in the palm of his hand, and the red flame seemed to be longing for blood.

The flames were divided into thousands of different ways, and they were gently thrown into the sky, and they immediately exploded into small flames.

"fall!"

Thousands of flames fell down one after another, and everything you touch was burned when you touch it, and it could not be destroyed.

A monk wanted to dig a hole and hide in the ground. Seeing this, Zhou Ming controlled the flying swords to shoot one by one.

The wailing, cursing, begging for mercy gradually stopped as time passed, until it finally disappeared.

Reclaim the fire of Nirvana

Next moment

The beautiful flames finally gathered in Zhou Ming's palm like a river entering the sea.

Feeling the intensity of Nirvana Fire, "it has been increased by 20%! It's still the cultivation level of these people is too low."

This market was the third market he destroyed. The targets he was looking for were some markets with low cultivation and low crowds.

He is not so arrogant in those markets with too much traffic, so he is not so arrogant.

Because there are basically sects behind those markets, the risks are too great, and some are not worth the loss, and sometimes you may fall by accident.

These small markets are spontaneously established by some casual cultivators. Most of them are not strong in strength. The most important thing is that they have no background.

No one cares about life or death, and he will die if he dies, but once he is exposed, he will definitely be wanted by the Six Sects of Demonic Dao.

Even if they are just acting, they have to do it, otherwise it will be detrimental to their rule.

The three markets, with a total of nearly a thousand people, only 50% of Nirvana Fire was enhanced, which means that he had to slaughter three markets.

And the further he went, the greater the chance of his exposure.

Next stop, Fengqi Mountain.

Three days later

The first thing that was exposed is Linglongfang City, followed by Lijiang City and Fengqi House.

Three markets were exposed one after another, which directly caused local Qi-training monks to be in danger.

No one paid attention to the incident at the beginning, and it was not until the increasingly popular market was destroyed that the incident was reported layer by layer.

After the leader of the Yuling Sect found out, he just chuckled.

"This man is a smart man, who specializes in picking those soft persimmons, but since he is causing trouble in the scope of my Yuling Sect, he cannot let it go..."

On the same day, the Yuling Sect issued an anti-killing order.

Zhou Ming, who had already returned to Blood Cloud City, laughed secretly after hearing the news.

"Sure enough, it's been half a month since he started wanting him."

For the demon cultivators, as long as they are not provoked, they will not pay attention to it at all. If there were too many people who died suddenly, the Yuling Sect would not have paid attention to these things for the sake of face.

Selfishness, cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness are the mainstream of the devil.

Now that Nirvana Fire has reached its peak, you can start your third Nirvana after you have been pregnant for another year.

As long as Nirvana succeeds, he only needs to increase his magic power to the peak and he can prepare to form a pill.
Chapter completed!