Sword of Coming

"Something bad happened!"

On the city tower, the old immortal who was overlooking the county and controlling the overall situation exclaimed. He turned to General Ma, who was full of surprise and explained: "There is a big problem at the City God's Hall. It seems that there is a big demon." The fierceness of his head directly destroyed the immortal golden body of the City God. I had to take a look in person before I could rest assured. Jin Chenghuang was involved in Rouge County's vitality. If Shen Chenghuang's golden body was completely destroyed, even if he survived the disaster this time, Rouge County is still seriously injured!"

The old immortal looked towards the direction of the City God's Pavilion, worried, sighed, and sneered: "That's it! Even if it's the dragon's pond and the tiger's den, I have to break into it today! It's hard to say that I have to work hard to see if I can rescue the seriously injured City God." I never thought that the demon that was causing trouble this time was so powerful. I originally thought that it was just a formation to contain the city god. I never imagined that it would be a ruthless method to wipe out a city. General Ma, there is no other way. The east gate of the city can only be left to you alone for the time being. Take care of it.”

General Ma said in a deep voice: "Do we need to send a dozen elite soldiers to help Mr. Huang? There are dozens of special arrows in the governor's mansion, which are best at killing monsters."

The old god waved his hands and said, "It's too late, and it doesn't mean much,"

After all, General Ma was a warrior on the battlefield, so he didn't mess around. He cupped his fists and said, "I wish Huang Laoqi a victory!"

"Then let me lend you a good word from General Ma!" The old god returned the favor with clasped fists and a slight smile. He flew down the city like a bird and landed on a roof dozens of feet away. He stood up and flew forward again, counting ten. After rising and falling in an elegant and unrestrained manner, his figure was finally as small as a grain of rice, and he landed in the Chenghuang Pavilion where the dust gradually stopped.

The Glazed Immortal that Mi Lao Mo and the couple talked about did not go straight to the Chenghuang Pavilion, but landed in the main hall square outside the high wall. He walked forward slowly, waved his big sleeves, and floated out a large pile of yellow paper. The talisman was filled with smoke billowing in the air, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of girls in white clothes holding swords rushed out of the smoke. Each one took a slight step, and gracefully rushed towards the first building dedicated to the founder of the Caiyi Kingdom. The main hall.

When the old immortal passed by the two broken Tianguan statues, all the five poisons had been dispersed, and he walked into the main hall. Most of the clay statues in the main hall remained intact. Of course the old man knew the reason. Without the gods sitting in them, these individuals The seemingly majestic statues are actually just mud clothes made by craftsmen. Naturally, Milao Mo will not tamper with them and waste his specially made incense.

The sword-wielding girls who had appeared on the high platform in the center of the lake quickly entered the small square between the Temple of Wealth and Taisui Temple with light steps. One of the girls moved her lips slightly, as if calling someone softly, but there was no response. The old immortal stepped through the back door, stood there, looked around, frowned and said: "No need to shout, your sister Caiyi has been beaten back to her original form, and even I can't feel the remnants of her soul. The person who took action is very good." ah."

The old man raised his arm and waved suddenly. The scarlet long sword hidden in the shadow of the tall cypress branches was instantly in his hand. He lowered his head and smelled the sword body. He was relieved that there was no trace of evil energy left. Okay, it wasn't Mi Laomo who discovered the clues and took the lead to snatch away the seemingly decorative "Fine Iron Official Seal" and casually threw the long sword to a girl in white with a mole at the corner of her mouth. The old man moved forward slowly. Although the current situation The direction of the city has not reached the worst situation, but it is not much better. The City God's Hall has been destroyed, Jincheng God Shen Wen has turned into a field of dirt, the two civil and military official statues have the same end, and the fine iron official seal is unknown. trace.

The old man's expression was gloomy, and he was thinking, could it be that the big shot behind the scenes was also interested in this City God's Xianyou Boyin? So you can hide it from yourself and let others get there first? The old man immediately gave up the idea. It would not be a problem. It should not be a problem. As the old god who truly stood on the top of Aquarius Continent, this kind of magic weapon was of course of great value to the middle and fifth realm Qi practitioners. Liancheng's good things can be fought with all his life to get a bloody blow, but for that person, it is far from worth his betrayal and robbery.

What that person planned was too big. It was a melee between the five countries including Caiyi Country and Gu Yu Country. It was the sound of drums and smoke everywhere in the central territory of Aquarius Continent.

This heretical old man walked into the ruins of the City God's Palace with a sullen face, and finally came to a wall that had collapsed to the ground.

Although the wall remained intact and there were no big cracks, there were a lot of minor damages. The old man carefully looked at every detail. Of the ninety-nine and eighty-one flying beauties painted on the mural, only more than thirty were left. As a woman of good quality, the old man stamped his foot and said with great regret: "What a waste of natural resources!"

After the old man made sure that there was no one around, he still asked the girls in white clothes holding swords to stare at various walls. Then he knelt down and took out a small exquisite lamp with flowing colors in his left hand. It was colorful and bright. After the old man carefully took this lamp out of his sleeve, it suddenly illuminated the surroundings with a burst of colors, which was extremely beautiful.

The old man quickly waved his right sleeve, slightly suppressing the colorful colors flowing on the ground, and silently chanted in his mouth. The beauties of various colors on the mural began to flow slowly, and one by one they floated away from the wall and poured into the small glass cup. Ten women with the best appearance and clothing in the mural were the first to enter Xiaozhan, followed by a dozen women with intact faces and damaged limbs and clothes. Finally, only the woman in the painting with a damaged face and body was left on the wall. It seemed that for a while There was a slight whimpering sound, like a stream of clear spring flowing over the rocks.

The old man was not willing to give up, and even took out the foundation of the main painted mural and put it into a small cup. The broken women who seemed to have lost their courtyard residence became more and more sad and sad, weeping on the empty wall.

The old man put away the small lamp, stood up and looked down at the scattered remaining women on the wall. He shook his head again, feeling heartbroken. He raised his sleeves and slapped them hard with his palm. The wall instantly turned into powder.

The rice shop opened again, but instead of reopening the business, the three shop assistants went to their respective places in the county. Especially when the handsome young man ran out, his face was full of joy. The old man who was the shopkeeper of the rice shop took the couple walking in a secluded alley. The woman asked: "Jin Chenghuang from the Chenghuang Pavilion has become a puppet of you, Mr. Mi. Even if his cultivation level has declined, how could he suddenly Just the golden body exploded? Is it possible that a small Rouge County still contains experts from the middle and fifth realms?"

Milaomo was in a bad mood. His biggest weapon and amulet were lost inexplicably. No one else was in a good mood.

He thought for a while, spread out his palms, and decided to take the risk to try the magical power of viewing mountains and rivers. This kind of superior magic has been treasured by a handful of righteous immortals and kept secret. Milao Mo also got it by chance. He only learned a little bit about the incomplete secret book of heretics. Since the incomplete secret book lacked half of the luck formulas, every time he used it, it cost him a drop of his heart and soul. If a spirit warrior is present, it will be easy to detect it, and it is very likely that they will follow the clues and kill them all the way. Therefore, a supreme magical power becomes extremely useless because of its incompleteness.

The reason why the immortal families on the mountain are deeply rooted is largely because they have secret mental methods passed down from generation to generation without any sequelae. Through the continuous improvement of generations of ancestors, they tend to be perfect without flaws, so There is no need for future generations and proud disciples to explore and hit the wall on their own. Rumor has it that some of the best sect secrets can even allow those who practice it to reach the upper five realms, and the next-level heretics can also help to reach the middle level. The Sunshine Avenue of the Five Realms.

On the other hand, how many wild cultivators in the world have become obsessed with it? countless!

A drop of rich scarlet blood oozed out from the palm of Mi Lao Mo's hand. It suddenly exploded and the blood mist filled the air. A scene soon appeared in the old man's palm. It was the City God's Pavilion. The old man squinted and saw the "old immortal" "With the figures of the maids in white, the old man shook his palm slightly. The scene that originally included the entire City God's Pavilion soon became only the ruins of the City God's Temple, so the figure of the old god squatting on the ground became clearer.

Mi Laomo chuckled and said, "God help me! Mr. Chen couldn't bear his temper and came here to check in person. He has fallen into a trap!"

The woman's eyes were bright, and she stared at the small glass lamp in the hand of the glass immortal in the image, "Is that the glass lamp that is the immortal's relic?"

Mi Laomo suddenly clenched his fist, and the blood mist in his palm returned to his body. He turned around and sneered: "What, you want to rob me?"

The woman's eyes flickered and she said with a charming smile, "How dare you, my slave?"

Milaomo ignored the temptress' pretentiousness and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

What Chen Lao'er wanted this time was originally the mural under Jin Chenghuang's nose. He said that he coveted the energy and spirit of that mural. After hundreds of years of incense, he had cultivated the real immortal energy. The beauties, and after collecting the souls of women in the mass graves, they can also use the murals as their new shelter, killing two birds with one stone, maybe raising a few more female ghosts of women in colorful clothes.

It was only then that Mi Laomo suddenly realized in his heart that maybe... the seal from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain was not in the Sheriff's Mansion or the Zhao Mansion at all, but in the Chenghuang Pavilion! And this old friend thought about taking all the benefits from the beginning, and never thought about keeping the seal that their master and apprentice had been planning for many years.

What a glazed immortal, Mr. Chen!

Old man, if you are unkind, don’t blame me for being unjust!

The originally clear sky above Rouge County slowly turned gloomy, and dark clouds drifted in from all directions, so that the city became filled with dark clouds, making people feel uncomfortable.

A carriage drove safely out of the south gate of the city. The old staff member held the horse's reins in one hand and picked up a jug of good wine prepared early from his side with the other hand. Just as he was about to drink, he saw a poor scholar on the side of the official road not far away. There they waved vigorously and shouted, "Old Song, Old Song, I am a friend of your eldest lady. Is she on the carriage?"

The thin old man's heart tightened. Could it be that the demon had already targeted the county magistrate's mansion? Determined to eradicate the roots? Not even letting the young master and the eldest daughter go?

The woman quickly bent down and opened the car curtain, and said cheerfully: "Uncle Song, he is my friend. His name is Liu Chicheng, and he is a traveling scholar from Baishan Kingdom."

Another head popped out and asked doubtfully: "Liu Chicheng, didn't you leave the city a long time ago? How did you get here? Which girl did you tease on the way?"

The old man hesitated and stopped the carriage.

It is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse that cannot be avoided.

We can only wait and see what happens.

Hearing the teasing of Liu Gaohua, his future brother-in-law, Liu Chicheng rolled his eyes and trotted forward. Although he didn't know why the old monster suddenly fell from the sky and temporarily returned his body to himself, Liu Chicheng was too lazy to do so. Never mind that, the old guy promised himself that as long as he persuaded the carriage to turn around and go back to the city, he could solve all the troubles with just one finger.

However, Liu Chicheng was still wearing the pink Taoist robe at this moment, but the old guy said that the Qi practitioners below the tenth level, including the bullshit Golden Pill Immortal, could not see the subtle blinding techniques he used.

Liu Chicheng stood beside the carriage, panting, and asked: "What, you guys want to run away too? Liu Gaohua, you unfilial son, you have the heart to leave your parents in dire straits? There are so many demons making trouble in the city, you As the son of a county guard, you should take the lead. At the very least, you should raise your arms and shout loudly, guard the gate of the county guard's house, and never retreat. I'm not far out of the city, but I still feel that I can't leave like this. Think about it. , even a foreigner like me will feel that in the face of justice, scholars like me should die generously..."

The old staff member was so angry that he wanted to slap the poor scholar in the face.

Liu Gaohua looked at the poor scholar with an idiot look on his face.

His sister's eyes were blurred and her eyes were filled with tears. She clasped her hands on her heart, feeling that her Liu Lang must be here to see her.

Liu Gaohua rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to go back, go back on your own. I'm going to take refuge with my sister."

Liu Chicheng murmured in his heart, old man, what should I do? This brother-in-law has no heroic spirit. I am playing the piano to an ox.

Suddenly, Liu Chicheng found that he could no longer control his legs and stepped "lightly" on the official road.

There was a loud bang.

Waves of dust were rising above the entire official road. From the top of the city, it looked like a yellow dragon that was several miles long appeared out of thin air.

Liu Chicheng swallowed, coughed, put his hands behind his back, and tried to look more like a master, "To be honest, I, Liu Chicheng, am a hidden golden elixir realm god!"

The old staff member turned pale with shock and was speechless for a moment.

I'm afraid only the top masters of the world in Caiyi Kingdom, such as the old sword god who lives in seclusion, can have the power of this kick, right?

Could it be that this obscure poor scholar in front of me is really a mountain god playing in the human world?

Liu Chicheng tried to tiptoe, thinking of flying directly to the carriage, but his body did not move at all, so he had to climb onto the carriage dejectedly. After squeezing into the carriage, he sat cross-legged between the siblings who were looking at each other. Liu Chicheng turned around. He looked at the extremely excited woman and said with a smile: "Miss Liu, sincerity leads to success, right?"

Chen Pingan and the girl Yinling came to a roof near the prefect's mansion. Chen Pingan stopped and the girl was about to ask questions. Chen Pingan pointed to the wall and tall building of the mansion. The girl looked in the direction and felt a chill in her heart. , is a strong bow specially made by the Zhang Mo family. The arrow points are pointed towards the two people. There are more than a dozen bow-drawing warriors, all wearing colorful clothes and national military standard armor. The girl frowned and said: "It seems to be the relatives of General Ma who stayed at the house." The army may not recognize me, otherwise how many times should I shout? As long as I show up and explain, it will be fine. I am afraid that it will take a lot of time to be questioned by officials. "

Chen Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the sky, hesitated for a moment, "Split up, you don't have to rush in. You might as well explain to them first after being stopped, but I have to find my friends immediately."

The girl also had a resolute and resolute temperament, nodded and said: "Okay! Just listen to the old god!"

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, jumped up, and an arrow came quickly. Chen Pingan's figure suddenly rose up, stepped on the arrow, and with a slight click, rushed straight to the county governor's house.