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Chapter 1199 The storm is coming (today is gone)
The county government office has become a pile of ruins, and there is no one alive. Liu Xian and his wife fell into a pool of blood. They all had blood holes the size of fists in their chests, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Except for them, all the wealthy businessmen who entered the county government office to escape were killed.

A man in a black robe stood with Sun Cui'er among the ruins. Sun Cui'er was holding two bloody hearts in his hands.

"You actually killed my ghost pet so quickly, you're courting death."

The black-robed man was suddenly furious, his face full of murderous intent.

"You are so courageous, you dare to rush into the city to commit murder, and you are the ones who are looking for death."

An indifferent male voice suddenly sounded.

There was a ripple in the void, and an old man in white robe with a fair face appeared in the sky, his expression was indifferent.

"Senior Lin, you have counted."

Wang Tianwen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old man in white robe.

The black-robed man and Sun Cui'er turned pale with fright, and they flew away in different directions.

The silver jade pen in Wang Tianwen's hand shone brightly, and he waved towards the black-robed man's void, and a silver light blade tens of feet long flew out.

The black-robed man shook his sleeves, and a black ghost claw several feet in size flew out, facing the silver light blade.

Rumble!
The black ghost claw shattered the silver light blade, and the black robe man's escape speed soared in an instant.

"I still want to leave, is it just paper to be an old man?"

The white-robed old man said coldly, and the big show shook, a red light and a golden light flew out, and flew towards the black-robed man and Sun Cui'er respectively.

The void above the head of the black-robed man fluctuated, and a large red net appeared out of thin air, covering the black-robed man and binding him inside. A golden light lit up above Sun Cui'er's head, and a small golden pagoda appeared. , emitting a golden glow, covering Sun Cui'er, and dragging her into the small golden tower.

The old man in white robe suddenly appeared in front of the man in black robe.

The black-robed man was horrified to find that he could not use any mana. The white-robed old man pressed his right hand on the black-robed man's forehead, and the palm of his hand shone with a dazzling white light.

Soul Search!
The black-robed man's face was distorted, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

With a "puchi", a black flame appeared out of thin air, burning the man in black to ashes.

"Prohibition!"

The old man in white robe frowned, his figure flickered, and he flew into the small golden tower.

Wang Tianwen manipulated the magic weapon to kill those low-level ghosts.

Most of the Hongcheng was destroyed, tens of thousands of people died at the hands of ghosts, more than half of the wealthy businessmen and gentry were killed and injured, and the whole Hongcheng became a purgatory on earth.

Not long after, the old man in white robe flew out of the small golden tower.

"Senior Lin, how is it? What's going on here?"

Wang Tianwen asked cautiously, if he stayed in the governor's office, he might not be able to escape.

"This ghost is artificially bred. Many low-level monks have disappeared inexplicably over the years. I thought they had left the Dayan Dynasty, but they were all captured by evil cultivators and used to feed this ghost. .She died with injustice, her evil aura was soaring, and she has skills, so it is more convenient to cultivate into a fierce ghost."

The old man in white robe said slowly, the world of cultivating immortals in the Central Plains is the center of the world of Dongli. There are many business travelers and prosperous businesses.

If it wasn't for the mysterious disappearance of many disciples from great powers, Wan Xiansi would not have discovered that a large number of low-level monks were missing.

There were as many as five or six hundred low-level monks who died at the hands of Sun Cuier alone, and there were tens of thousands of mortals. No wonder she was promoted to ghost king in a short period of time. Of course, besides a large number of monks and mortals, she also had ghosts. Only by practicing Taoism can one become a ghost king.

If not, she would have no way to become the ghost king.

Donglijie is the general name of this interface. Donglijie is only the lowest interface, and there are more advanced interfaces.

Wang Tianwen suddenly realized, he felt strange at the beginning, how could there be a ghost king in the alchemy stage suddenly appearing.

"Wang Xiaoyou, you lead someone to clear up the other ghosts immediately, and the old man will send a group of reinforcements over immediately."

"Yes, Senior Lin."

Wang Tianwen agreed and led a team of monks to collect the remaining ghosts.

The level of these ghosts is not high, the advantage is that there are enough of them.

Three days later, when Wang Tianwen returned to the government office, Wan Xiansi sent a Nascent Soul cultivator, five Alchemy Formation cultivators, and hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Qin, why are you here? Aren't you in Chaozhou?"

Wang Tianwen looked at a green-clothed Confucian student with a fair face, and said in surprise.

The Confucian student in Qingshan, surnamed Qin Mingqian, was a good friend of Wang Tianwen.

Chaozhou is five or six million miles away from Quanzhou, and three days can't keep up.

After some conversations, Wang Tianwen learned that demon cultivators were in chaos in several states and counties, and the imperial court sent a large number of monks to investigate.
"What's going on, there are demon cultivators in chaos in multiple states and counties? This is too strange!"

Wang Tianwen wondered, Sun Cui'er is a ghost carefully cultivated by high-ranking monks. Ghosts have harmed a large number of mortals. What benefits can cultivators get?
Provoking the royal family?Or provoke the royal family?Or is something going to happen to the Dayan Dynasty?

"I don't know either. The higher-ups probably know the inside story. By the way, Fellow Daoist Wang, I have met your seventh uncle. There is no one with a reputation under his name. The ancients never deceived me."

Qin Qian said with a smile.

"Oh, you met Uncle Qi? He went to Chaozhou? When did this happen?"

Wang Tianwen asked curiously.

"Three months ago, a third-order monster dragon appeared in Chaozhou's Heilongtan to cause chaos and harm the people. We were ordered to rush to Heilongtan, but as soon as we arrived at Heilongtan, we saw your seventh uncle beheaded the monster dragon and took the lead. Fellow Daoist Yang competed with your seventh uncle, and lost to your seventh uncle in three strokes."

At the end of Qin Qian's speech, his face was full of admiration.

Wang Qingshan traveled in the Dayan Dynasty in these years and defeated many young heroes. Wang Qingshan's name and portrait are widely known.

"Three months ago? Calculating the time, Uncle Qi may pass through Quanzhou. It would be great if I could meet Uncle Qi. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Wang Tianwen said with some excitement, the more famous Wang Qingshan was in the Great Yan Dynasty, the more convenient it would be for Wang Tianwen to work in Wanxian Division.

There are many descendants of powerful forces in the Wanxian Division, and the Dayan Dynasty will not let them contact the core, and use the resources of cultivating immortals to hire immortal cultivators to do things.

In the world of cultivating immortals in the South China Sea, if you want to have a piece of land to develop, you must rent an island from a big power to act as a thug for the big power. The rent is not expensive, and it is easy to be involved in a war, and you will die in the world of cultivating immortals in the Central Plains. , most of the foreign monks joined the Wanxian Division, or worshiped under the sect of the princes and nobles as worshippers.

No matter what kind, if you dare to harm the interests of local forces, you will be retaliated by local forces.

Therefore, Wang Tianwen was born in the royal family, and the Dayan royal family continued to allow him to serve in the Wanxian Division and did not expel him.

"That's not necessarily the case. I heard that the Miao family in Lanyun Prefecture held a Feixian Conference and invited high-ranking monks to participate. It is estimated that your seventh uncle will attend the Feixian Conference."

"Miao family? Do you mean the Miao family who are good at talisman?"

Wang Tianwen asked curiously.

"Is there a second Miao family in Yunlan Prefecture? I heard that the Miao family has a hero named Miao Jiale. The Feixian Conference is probably held by the Miao family for him. If your seventh uncle goes, I think Miao Jiale The family's calculations are about to fail."

Qin Qian said with a smile, when big powers hold large-scale celebrations, they either introduce their outstanding juniors to other powers, or announce big events. The chances of the former are higher.

　Save some manuscripts, National Day

　
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