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The dense white bones steal the faint light, Zhuang Qiu stared at the brave father, trying to scare him away.

But this father was not afraid, at that moment, he seemed to overlap with Zhuang Qiu's father.

At that time, he also put himself in a safe place, and resolutely rushed towards the grieving ghost.

Now, Zhuang Qiu himself has become a grieving ghost.

How could he cut off the hope of a father.

But he gave an exception, and others will imitate it. When the balance of fairness begins to tilt, people will not complain about the current situation. They only complain about one thing: why he can be an exception, but I can't.

Zhuang Qiu asked again: "Are you ready? Have you really thought about it?"

The little boy with only half of his body wanted to grab his father's clothes, but he didn't have the strength to walk to his father, so he could only look at his father and shake his head.

"My lord, please act."

Zhuang Qiu wanted to persuade him again, but the people behind him were already a little rioted.

He can't delay any longer.

Zhuang Qiu didn't hesitate any more, a black lotus flower rushed out between his palms flying, and the lotus flower went straight towards the man, he had already used all his strength, but the gap between realms was like a gap.

The lotus was weakened layer by layer, but he couldn't stop it, instead, the lotus hit his chest, and the lotus rushed into his chest immediately, his eyes turned black, and he passed out.

Zhuang Qiu stopped looking at him and directed two soldiers to carry him aside.

Someone went to check the man's breath, and after confirming that the man was not dead, another person stepped forward.

Their thoughts are also very simple, anyway, the Lord will not kill him, so it is better to give it a try, after all, this is a chance to survive.

Zhuang Qiu said coldly: "If there is any temptation, I will not be merciful. Whether you are dead or alive depends on your own ability. If you are attacked to death by Gu insects taking advantage of your weakness, then you can't blame this deity."

With that said, those who were about to move became quiet again.

……

"My lord, the city lord seems to be unable to hold on anymore. Feng Mo's capable general ran to Zhuang Qiu's side in a panic, and whispered this in his ear.

Zhuang Qiu asked him to look outside, and hurried in by himself.

But as soon as he left, there was a frying pan outside, and everyone began to speculate that something was wrong.

Those with low cultivation bases are even more urgent, their death is imminent.

So the riots were also started by them.

The God Transformation stage pretended to take care of it, but their purpose was not here. When suppressing these low-cultivation monks, these Spirit Transformation Stage made a deadly move, and one after another the demon cultivators with low cultivation levels died.

Those monks who did not participate in the riot at all were also killed several times. Only then did they realize that this was not a suppression at all, but a massacre.

As long as the people in front are killed, it will naturally be their turn.

The soldiers wanted to stop him, but how dare they go against Huashenqi.

Those who were entrusted by Zhuang Qiu to manage the scene, even if they threatened them with the Lord, they couldn't stop.

Helpless, he had no choice but to run back to find Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu gave Feng Mo a pill.

"Your mental strength has been exhausted, and it is no longer suitable for you to continue."

"But there is no other integration period at the moment."

"I'll come, you go to rest." Zhuang Qiu said involuntarily.

"My lord—"

"Your Highness!"

The young general hurried in and shouted, "There's a fight outside!"

Zhuang Qiu rushed out to have a look.

When he arrived, there was already a river of blood outside, and the corpses of these weak demon cultivators fell to the ground in disorder. Zhuang Qiu also witnessed a man in the transformation stage committing violence.

For these high-ranking god transformation stage, it made them very dissatisfied to let these low-cultivation rank ahead of them.

Even if they were seen by Zhuang Qiu, they were not too anxious, after all, the current situation of Fengmo City needed them.

Their value is far higher than these Nascent Soul Golden Pills who don't know when they will be able to advance.

"Are you ignoring my words?"

The coercive voice stopped the deities.

They were confident, but they bowed their heads in the face of the coercion of the fusion period.

"Forgive the Lord, these people want to commit riots, and we are just suppressing them."

"It turns out that suppression is random killing."

"Honorable Lord, calm down. Those with low cultivation levels will be killed. I can still look for them for the Lord."

Zhuang Qiu struck with a black lotus, and with the flickering sword intent, he directly nailed him to the wall.

"To me, you are also of low cultivation. If you kill me, you will kill me. Do you have any complaints?"

The God Transformation Stage was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the Lord to really attack him.

"Lord, I have been loyal to the Demon Realm for so many years, but I just killed a few Nascent Soul Golden Pills, are you going to kill me?"

Zhuang Qiu felt that he could not reason with him.

The thoughts of these people are deeply ingrained, they regard human life as worthless, and those with low cultivation will trample on it at will.

Zhuang Qiu didn't want to judge the value based on cultivation, but the fact is like this.

"I won't kill you. I will spare your life for the sake of what you have done for the Demon Realm. Now, get out of Fengmo City."

The God Transformation Stage opened his mouth, seeming to find it a bit ridiculous.

But Zhuang Qiu didn't look like he was joking.

However, he is in the stage of transforming gods.

Before he could react, he was directly thrown out of Fengmo City by the Lord.

Zhuang Qiu glanced down.

Because of the accident just now, these people are now too scared to speak out, for fear of being killed as an example to others.

The stage of transforming gods was thrown out by Zhuang Qiu, so how could they be spared.

The other god-forming stage didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, they lowered their heads and waited for Zhuang Qiu to speak.

"Does anyone else want to do it again?"

No one spoke.

"Very well, who will come in next."

……

It has been ten days since all the Gu worms were eradicated, Feng Mo and Zhuang Qiu took turns to play, and finally resolved the serious trouble of Feng Mo City.

Although many people still died, this was already the lowest loss.

The troubles on the front feet have just been resolved, and new hardships on the back feet have come again.

Just as Zhuang Qiu was about to take a rest, he heard the horn blowing.

He had heard this horn once before, when the six sects forced the palace, the horn sounded, and the six sects were stationed in the camp, insisting on exhausting the Taixuan Sword Sect.

Now Zhuang Qiu heard the horn again.

"My lord! There are many decent monks outside!"

"How many flags are there?"

"Seven!"

Zhuang Qiu boarded the platform of Fengmo City, and watched the black army of cultivators from a distance.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it.

"Why did the seven sects suddenly unite to attack? What kind of news did they get? The large formation in Fengmo City is not easy to deal with. How could they attack recklessly." Feng Mo frowned in confusion.

Looking at the army, Zhuang Qiu already had a guess in his heart, he turned his head and said apologetically, "It's because of me."

"What does this have to do with the lord? These cultivators have long coveted the demon world, but it was difficult to come across the Huai River before. Now that the Huai River disappears, these people's fox tails are exposed."

"not me--"

Zhuang Qiu was about to speak when suddenly he heard someone calling him.

"Your Highness!"

A fiery red figure walked up the city wall.

Yan Mo is here.

She should have come directly from the teleportation array of Fengmo City. Yan Mocheng has a teleportation array that communicates with Fengmo City, but Yan Mocheng was blocked by the Heaven and Earth Furnace Array before, and the teleportation array can no longer be used.

Yan Mo's eyes fell on Zhuang Qiu, she seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't speak for a long time.

In the end, he just asked, "Is it true?"

Zhuang Qiu nodded.

"What kind of riddles are you two playing here, whether it's true or false, I want to hear it too."

"Go find out for yourself. Usually you don't have the most eyeliner. The eyeliner placed in my Yan Mocheng is almost equal to a quarter of the number of people in my Yan Mocheng."

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. Besides, I can't take care of myself now, so I don't have time to control you."

Yan Mo and Feng Mo fought as soon as they met.

Zhuang Qiu didn't care about the two of them, and continued to look at the overwhelming army.

This time it will definitely be different.

……

Qingyuan Mountains.

After regaining the mountain range, Xiao Yi rebuilt the Qingyuan Mountain Range like an iron wall, and let Shenyin strengthen the original formation.

Wanjian Grotto was as calm as ever. On this mountain with less aura, there were very few spirit trees and spirit flowers.

The owner of Wanjian Cave, Shenyin, hurried out early in the morning, not even calling out to his little disciple Lu Xuan who was usually with him.

But today Lu Xuan got up early by mistake, woke up and saw Master leaving in a hurry, and asked Ji Qingning who was standing beside him curiously.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

"Look for Uncle Xiao Yi." Ji Qingning sat under the tree, practicing with downcast eyes.

"What do you want Xiao Yi to do?"

"Go and pick up senior brother."

Lu Xuan let out a cry, as if he didn't hear clearly, and he didn't express any surprise. He yawned and went back to sleep again.