Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

mortal? !

Not only Qingxin, but also Qinglian and Qingzheng looked at the sound transmission note paper as if they didn't react.

"Is it a mistake?"

Qinglian laughed dryly: "Mortals should know that Qiuluo City is in our hands now, right? How could they have the guts to burn Qiuluo City? Besides, this is where they have lived for a long time in the past. How could they bear to burn it down without saying anything?"

You have to know that when they dealt with these people at will in Qiuluo City, these people did not resist at all. At most one or two troublemakers jumped out, and they were then charged with crimes and dealt with.

How could we dare to face them head-on now?

"Just a mortal!"

In the sound transmission note, the monk's voice became a little sharper: "We can't kill them all, we can't kill them all, they are everywhere! Qiuluo City can't be saved!"

Not to mention the spiritual herbs, jade artifacts and other treasures, Qiuluo City itself is very well built. After the residents here are dealt with, the place can be handed over to the Immortal Gate for management, which will then be another considerable income.

But now Qiuluo City was burned to ashes, completely ruining the Immortal Sect’s wishful thinking.

Qinglian frowned when he heard that and wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that the atmosphere in the room was wrong. He subconsciously looked at Qingxin and saw that her face was ashen and she was biting her lower lip tightly, with a faint trace of blood.

"A mere mortal—"

How dare you go against her!

"Qingzheng! You stay and continue to control Zhong Wenyu. I want to see how long he can hold out. Qinglian, come with me to deal with these untouchables!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingxin flew away from the top of the tower on his sword, followed closely by Qinglian.

The moment the two left the tower, they were immediately enveloped by the heat, the howling wind whistled in their ears, the burnt smell was extremely choking, and the whole vision was filled with flames.

Most of the arsonists burned the homes they had lived in for decades. They knew where things were flammable and where the fire would spread fastest. From the moment they picked up the torch, they were determined to completely burn down Qiuluo City.

Qinglian looked at the fire coldly, raised the compass to calculate, and soon curved his eyes and said:

"Well, they all look dead. Senior Sister, these people are going to die anyway, so there's no need for Zhong Wenyu to do anything. After we deal with them, we can let Zhong Wenyu conclude that he killed these people himself."

Qingxin sneered and said contemptuously:

"Is it necessary for us to take action? He can't possibly resist our control, but these people do need to be dealt with."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and made a gesture, and surging spiritual power rushed straight into the city, quickly searching for and dealing with the people hiding in the alleys.

The conservatives who were dealing with other monks saw this and immediately stepped forward to stop them, but before they could get close to Qingxin, Qinglian quickly stepped forward to stop them.

Qinglian's cultivation was much higher than theirs, but when he raised the compass and sent out a ray of spiritual energy, they all injured their lungs and vomited blood.

Qinglian didn't take these people seriously at all and was planning to deal with all the cultivators in one go, but who would have thought that Qingxin's spiritual power suddenly fluctuated.

Looking back in surprise, he saw several bird monsters escaped from the dungeon at some point. Multiple spears pierced Qingxin's back who was unprepared, seriously injuring her.

Looking again, he saw that all the monsters had been released.

The action of burning down Qiuluo City was just a bait. The real purpose of this group of mortals was to release the demons!

Qinglian figured everything out in a flash.

They had underestimated mortals before and had never imagined that releasing the demon race would be part of their plan!

At this time, Qingxin had already pushed the monsters away and was quickly treating his own wounds.

There are many monsters in Qiuluo City. In addition to those who resisted them and were imprisoned, there are actually some monsters hiding in the shelter.

These monsters gathered together at this time, their number was not much less than that of mortals. They were filled with anger and hatred, which were pouring in like dark clouds covering the sky and the earth.

Qingxin and Qinglian did not dare to take it lightly and immediately cheered up to deal with it.

Qingzheng in the high tower had been paying attention to the movements of Qingxin and the others. When he saw the monsters appear, Qingzheng's face suddenly turned ugly, and even the spiritual energy injected into Zhong Xian's brain was blocked for a moment.

"Damn it!"

He stared at the image reflected by the spiritual energy and murmured, "How dare a mortal release the demons?! Senior Sister, Senior Sister is going to be in trouble!"

Yu Xi stayed by Zhong Xian's side all the time. Even though she couldn't touch Zhong Xian, she still held her body.

She believed that the demon tribe's cultivation level should not be as high as Qingxin and the others. Even if the demon tribe appeared and would bring trouble to Qingxin and the others, they should not be so panicked.

But Qingxin was indeed injured by the bird monsters, and showed some difficulty in dealing with the monsters' attacks.

Think about the immortal sect's long-standing rejection of the demon race. Could it be that demonic energy is the natural enemy of Qingxin and the others now?

While she was thinking, Zhong Xian, who had been curled up on the ground, suddenly raised his hand and touched her direction.

But the hand passed through her body and caught nothing.

"white……"

He seemed to murmur something, and tears and blood continued to flow out of his tightly closed eyes, as if he was extremely sad.

Yu Xi was surprised and hurriedly approached Zhong Xian: "Brother, can you feel me?"

The bell did not respond.

Yu Xi was anxiously trying to find a way to enter this memory. While searching, he kept talking to Zhong Xian, hoping to give Zhong Xian some strength, even if it was just a little bit.

Perhaps Zhong Xian really felt something. He suddenly banged his head against the ground several times. After blood splattered on the wall, he gradually calmed down, propped himself up and picked up the sword he had thrown aside.

Qingzheng heard the sound, turned around and saw Zhongxian standing up, and nodded lightly:

"As it should be, you should listen to us obediently. It happens that we need you to take action now. Go and kill immediately—"

Who would have thought that before he could finish his words, Zhong Xian suddenly raised his sword and slashed at him!

Qingzheng never expected that Zhong Xian would raise his sword to hurt him. He was unable to dodge and his shoulder was nearly cut off by Zhong Xian.

He stared at Zhong Xian in shock, totally unable to understand how Zhong Xian did it.

They clearly destroyed Zhong Xian's consciousness, caused him endless pain, and turned his body into a container. He should have wanted to give up living a long time ago!

Why can we still resist and even attack them? !

Can a mortal soul be so strong? !

A mortal's life can be snatched away in the blink of an eye. Without magic, there is no way to achieve immortality. A lifetime of at most a hundred years, most of which will be spent in mediocrity.

Where on earth is such a terrifying power hidden!

Even Zhao Hunyuan, who had not dared to speak, was frightened by the bell and screamed.

At this time, Zhong Xian had the spiritual energy of the three of them on his body, especially Qingxin's spiritual energy, which was of a very high level. Zhong Xian learned it by himself, and borrowed Qingxin's spiritual energy and threw a sword at Zhao Hunyuan, directly piercing his neck.