Villain: I am not good at fighting.

"How is it? I helped you. With these Qi Refining monks, you can refine the Qingdan faster."

However, they also have more karma. Immortal practitioners are clear and bright and remove impurities, so the turbid air in their bodies is less than that of ordinary people. As a result, they have more karma than ordinary people, and much more.

If a small number of immortal cultivators were killed, their karma could be offset by good luck, but if a large number of immortal cultivators were killed, their karma would be added to the karma and foul air of millions of ordinary creatures in the city.

This has exceeded the limit of the Holy Son of the Divine Dragon. The luck he has condensed is not enough to eliminate such a huge amount of karma and turbidity. If he allows it to continue, he will die directly from heaven's punishment.

"You are now a disciple of Daoxuan Sect!"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon's veins bulged with anger, and he urged his talismanic armor to rush out of the cave. How did this woman, who acted in such a devilish way, pass Daoxuan Sect's test of conscience?

Little did they know that Liu Muqing had not been tested at all, and it was Lin Luo who opened the back door.

"I didn't kill him."

Originally there were not so many Qi-refining monks in the city, and the number of Qi-refining monks controlled by Wang Xiaoxiao's illusion was less than a hundred, but the Holy Son of the Dragon wanted both the fish and the bear's paw.

While ordering the army to enter the city, he also summoned disciples from all major immortal sects to observe the coronation ceremony in an attempt to gain more fortune.

She simply went with the flow and used the Five Elements Confinement Array to forbid flying and leaving the city. Anyway, it was the Blood Prison Soul Refining Array that took their lives, so it couldn't be blamed on her.

"Step aside!"

The Holy Son of the Dragon God was furious. The turbid energy from his talisman gathered into a black spear and charged towards Liu Muqing.

Now the turbid air can still be used for his own benefit, but if it is delayed any further, it will be his death warrant.

"Play with my sister some more~"

Liu Muqing smiled with her face but her heart was not smiling, her tone was like eternal black ice, freezing her to the bone marrow.

With Bixiao in the left hand and Hanchi in the right hand, the two low-grade magic weapons complement each other to block the rushing Son of the Dragon.

By the way, Han Chi is Wang Xiaoxiao's sword, a low-grade magic weapon with ice attribute, which Fairy Luoxia has been coveting for a long time.

"Oh!"

The two weapons came into close combat, the black spear exploded, and Liu Muqing stabbed the Dragon Saint's chest with a sword. Then he was kicked in the abdomen and kicked out.

There was no blood flowing in the chest, and the wound healed quickly. Due to the miracle brought by the Qingdan, the strength of the Holy Son of the Divine Dragon was still growing, and his cultivation had already reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

"Little black!"

A jet of black poisonous mist spurted out from the bottom of the blood pool, forcing the Holy Son of the Dragon to retreat and keep some distance.

Then, a black dragon covered in black scales and emitting a holy halo emerged from the blood pool and caught the backward-flying Liu Muqing.

The black dragon now had the look of a sage. The blood color in his pupils had faded, and his eyes were like the green lamps in front of the Buddha, bright as day. He was just short of speaking human words and chanting "Amitabha".

"You are such a traitor!"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon cursed with a devilish voice, but Xiao Hei was still as holy as a Buddha and remained unmoved.

Liu Muqing felt Xiao Hei's comfortable and relaxed voice in her heart.

"Oh, big sister, I think I've finally gotten the point. This abominable human enslaved me, beat me, and called me a beast. Now I'm not angry at all."

The strange beasts still have their ferocious nature and can be easily provoked, causing their emotions to lose control and they can no longer distinguish between friend and foe.

"Understood? Haha, you are afraid that your cannibalism will be exposed. I will settle the score later."

Slavery, beatings and scolding, the former is true, the latter is pure nonsense, the guardian beast of the Shenlong Cult was angered and even the Son of Shenlong could not control it.

The only way to control it is to wait until it calms down and regains its sanity. Wang Xiaoxiao remembers several times when Xiao Hei went berserk.

"I really understand, big sister. The first time I saw you, I knew that you are even more evil than us beasts. You kill your own kind without mercy. I have decided to follow you from now on."

After experiencing the evil of human nature, Xiao Hei gained great enlightenment and continued to express his loyalty to Liu Muqing.

"Evil beast? You have good understanding. I will treat you to snake soup later!"

Liu Muqing stomped his feet, used the force to fly into the air, and slashed out a bone-chilling sword energy. Then he moved closer and chased the afterimage of the Son of the Dragon.

Xiao Hei wandered around the exit, coiled his body in circles, opened his bloody mouth, ready to spray venom at any time.

The mission was clear: to trap the Holy Son of the Dragon underground and prevent him from going out and destroying the formation.

The black flute, the magic weapon of the Holy Son of the Dragon, has been cut off by a thread by Bian He's remaining life. Apart from this, there seems to be no other magic weapon, and he can only rely on weapons condensed from turbid air.

When fighting with Liu Muqing, its hardness naturally could not be compared with that of a real inferior magic weapon, but his realm and spiritual awareness had already crushed Liu Muqing.

There was also dragon energy that made magic weapons ineffective. After several fights, Liu Muqing lost more than she won. Fortunately, Xiao Hei provided adequate cover, and with Yunhe Jiuxiao's body skills, it was difficult for her to be locked onto by divine sense.

Liu Muqing was able to escape danger every time, and gradually the Holy Son of the Dragon became more and more impatient, partly due to the influence of the turbid air.

On the one hand, this place was reinforced by the earth formation "Sinking Sand and Returning to the Forbidden Place", making it extremely hard. Except for the cave entrance, he had no way to break through the ground and escape from the ground.

"Woman, let's talk. I'll give you whatever you want. If I bring down the punishment from heaven, I'll die and you'll get nothing!"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon was certain that in the near future, he would be able to kill Liu Muqing and the black dragon even without any magic weapon, but he could not wait.

There are already some Qi-refining cultivators who have been refined, and the pure Qi in their bodies is gathering faster and faster. The magnificent power of heaven is shining on the villains, and a power that makes him despair is gathering above the nine heavens.

The heavenly tribulation is a test for cultivators. Different degrees of heavenly tribulation will be sent down according to the cultivator's realm, such as the forty-nine small sky tribulations and the ninety-nine divine sky tribulations.

But heavenly punishment is different, it ignores realm and cultivation, and with only one strike, its power is comparable to the Nine-Nine Divine Tribulations, called the Nine-Nine Divine Demon-Slaying Thunder.

Because those who can trigger this thunder are often great demons with enormous karma, it is also a warning to all cultivators from another perspective.

The evil path is reckless and cannot be tolerated by heaven.

"Okay, I want your cultivation method, formation, and the method of refining this talisman armor."

Liu Muqing stopped and thought seriously. Under the thunder from the sky, everything turned to ashes.

"for you!"

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon threw something towards Liu Muqing without any hesitation. It was a piece of talisman armor on the talisman armor. It had the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique and could not reconstruct the magic weapon.

So all the items on his body were collected using the secret technique of talismans, and the important formation plate and magic weapon black flute were held up by Fu Jiang Hei Jia.

"Xiao Hei, make way."

Liu Muqing did not confirm the authenticity of the item. At this time, every second counts and it is easy for her to act desperately.

The Holy Son of the Divine Dragon looked at the man and the beast with anger, then turned into black mist and ran out of the cave. He wanted to get outside the city as quickly as possible and destroy the Blood Prison Soul Refining Formation.

This formation is connected to the talisman armor. If the talisman armor is destroyed, you will be surrounded by foul air in an instant and die faster.

"Big sister, what should we do next?"

Xiao Hei knew very well how cruel Liu Muqing was and there was no way he would let the Holy Son of the Dragon go.

Sure enough, Liu Muqing's next words confirmed this.

"This guy will soon be able to rush into the late stage of foundation building. It's too narrow here, and he can't move freely. When we go outside later, you have thick skin and flesh, so help me block him."