Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp

It was late at night, and the spiritual farmers in the Xuzi shantytown had fallen asleep early.

After all, they had to weed, drive away insects, and bring rain to the spiritual fields the next day, and perform the grass and tree skills...

There was only the sound of insects and frogs around.

"Mr. Liu said that guy is the fifth one on the west side of the third row. I'll go find him!"

Sun Hui looked around and groped forward cautiously.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that two tiny sparks were shooting towards him at high speed in the sky in the distance.

"Not good!"

Sun Hui's face changed, and he quickly sacrificed the magic flag. Black smoke as thick as his arms surged and wrapped himself up.

Rumble...

Unimaginable force hit the black smoke, and Sun Hui felt that his ears were filled with "buzzing" sounds, and his internal organs were churning, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"The demon cultivator is attacking! The demon cultivator is attacking!"

A roar came from somewhere, like thunder in the sky, loud and loud, and it was unknown how far it spread.

Hearing this voice, Sun Hui's face turned pale, and he was desperate to escape from the Shuzi shantytown.

Just kidding, although the shantytowns are all outer disciples of Tianyan Sect, there are also strong men in the late stage of Qi Refining.

He is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining. If he is discovered, he will definitely be beaten to death.

But from some unknown direction, there was another burst of fire.

He had to use the magic flag to resist it.

At this time, there was a "whoosh" and "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air in the sky, and it was a cultivator flying over with a sword.

The fat Taoist was frightened and wanted to escape, but it was too late. In an instant, he was surrounded by four cultivators.

Seeing the black banner with rolling demonic energy and Sun Hui with evil spirit, Zhou Hai shouted: "You thief, not only did you murder Liu Sheng, but you are here to do evil again today. Do you really not take Tianyan Xianzong seriously?"

"What? I murdered Liu Sheng?"

Sun Hui was confused. Could it be that Liu Sheng was dead?

This is impossible!

Liu Sheng is a cultivator of the seventh level of Qi Refining. Looking at the twelve shanty towns in Cuiwei Mountain, they are all the top ones. How could he die for no reason?

But Zhou Hai didn't care what Sun Hui was thinking. He used the Gengjin Sword Art, and golden light shot out, sharp and sharp.

Other cultivators also had the strength of the fifth level of Qi Refining, and some sacrificed magic weapons or talismans.

For a moment, the light was shining.

The fat Taoist waved the magic banner, and black air was everywhere. He also sacrificed amulets one by one, trying his best to resist.

"I am good friends with your night patrol captain Liu Sheng!"

Sun Hui panicked and said nothing.

Zhou Hai was furious when he heard this: "He is really a treacherous demon sect kid. Not only did he kill Captain Liu, but now he wants to throw dirty water on him. He is simply crazy!"

Sun Hui had no words to say. He never thought that Liu Sheng would die!

Soon, the black smoke from the magic banner was broken by the four cultivators.

Sun Hui's body was pierced with several holes by the Gengjin Qi, and blood gushed out.

"Captain Zhou, should this demon cultivator be killed directly or locked up?"

A member of the night patrol asked.

Zhou Hai thought for a while and said: "First, detain him at Liu Sheng's residence and guard him. Report him to the Immortal Sect for interrogation tomorrow to see if there are other accomplices!"

"Captain Zhou is still thinking comprehensively. We are far from being able to do that!" The other members complimented.

Afterwards, a cultivator pierced Sun Hui's scapula with an iron chain and pasted a talisman in his dantian to suppress his magic power.

The magic of the magic way was treacherous and insidious, so they did not dare to be careless.

After leaving the cultivators to guard, Zhou Hai took the rest of the team to appease the spiritual farmers in the shantytown.

The night patrol team, in addition to resisting the robbers during the rice seedling season, also had the responsibility to guard the shantytown at ordinary times.

Liu Sheng was dead, and Zhou Hai was the captain of the night patrol team. Now was the time to win people's hearts.

Another two hours passed.

At this time, the eastern sky had a faint white light, but the night was still hazy.

At the gate of Liu Sheng's courtyard, two cultivators sat at the gate of the courtyard, yawning, their eyelids drooping, ready to close at any time.

In the air not far away, a dragonfly-sized plane quietly appeared and merged with the night.

Through the window, Xia Chen saw the fat Taoist Sun Hui lying in the middle of the dilapidated bamboo house.

Sun Hui was in a miserable state at this time. Not only was he tied up, but there were also several blood holes as thick as thumbs on his body, which were still oozing blood. He was in so much pain that he kept wailing.

Even his mouth was tied with a piece of sackcloth to prevent him from shouting.

A murderous intent appeared in Xia Chen's eyes.

This fat Taoist must die!

Otherwise, he would be sent to the Immortal Sect and tortured, and he would have to confess the dark wooden box that Liu Sheng mentioned.

Although he had never seen this thing, it was still a troublesome matter.

Moreover, how could he explain that the evil spirit controlled by Sun Hui was killed by himself?

Xia Chen pressed the button, and two fine lasers shot out without making a sound.

In addition to conventional missiles, the mini-plane can also launch lasers that can easily penetrate steel plates.

Two blood spots the size of gold needles immediately appeared on Sun Hui's head, and then blood oozed out.

The laser fired by the plane was sharp and not inferior to the Gengjin Sword Technique used by Zhou Hai.

The only drawback was that it was too small, and a few lasers could not cause much damage.

Xia Chen fired dozens of lasers in succession.

Sun Hui's wailing gradually weakened until it disappeared.

After confirming his death.

Xia Chen then quietly got off the mini plane and took the wooden hairpin on his head.

Then he quietly drove the mini plane and left the courtyard.

After another half an hour, the sky began to gradually turn white.

A monk in charge of guarding stretched and murmured: "Is this fat guy asleep? I haven't heard his cry for a long time!"

Then, the two looked at each other, both startled, and their sleepiness disappeared, and they hurried into the house to check.

They saw the fat Taoist lying on the ground, no longer breathing.

There were several tiny holes on his head, and blood was flowing out, which looked extremely terrifying.

"He's dead!"

The two were shocked and hurriedly reported the situation to Zhou Hai.

After Zhou Hai comforted the spiritual farmers in the shantytown, he was just about to go home to rest for a while. Hearing this news, he lost all his sleepiness and immediately went to check.

"Could it be the companion of this demon cultivator?" A member of the night patrol said.

Zhou Hai sneered: "If he had a companion, why didn't he save him, but killed him quietly?"

"What do you think, captain?"

Zhou Hai checked the corpse and said gloomily: "I think it was a fellow Taoist in the shantytown who secretly killed the demon cultivator. As for the reason... I'm afraid he was afraid that his collusion with the demon cultivator would be exposed!"

I thought that I had captured a living demon cultivator, which was a great achievement, and I could secure the position of captain of the Xu-shaped shantytown patrol team.

I didn't expect that something went wrong.

The cultivators present changed their faces when they heard this, looked at each other and said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.