"But the six immortal sects have this method to atone for sins and reduce their burdens. No wonder they dare to let those witches enter the pass!"

Wei Qingyun thought to himself.

He was thinking this way, suddenly, there was also a rippling black air around him, and a long black tentacle stretched out and rolled towards the blue sky.

However, when the light around Qingyun just met, it had broken and turned into black fog and disappeared! However, even the spiritual light around Qingyun's body could not be broken.

However, when seeing this scene, Qingyun not only did not feel complacent, but instead showed a rather strange expression: "This is caused by evil spirit, why did the cause and effect bear the burden come to me?"

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In the Ganyuan Prefecture City, there was a wailing sound, but this city had been broken by the Witch Tribe coalition led by the Red Bull Head Tribe.

As soon as the witch rushed into the city, she began to kill and set fire, and wanted to treat all the people and animals in the entire city as the objects of blood sacrifice and contribute to the ancestors' enjoyment.

So much so that over the entire city, black and blood filled the air, and there were also ancestor spirits, turning into blood clouds, entrenched over the city, opening their mouths, and devouring their souls.

"Blood Sacrifice, we need more people from the mountain to have a blood sacrifice!"

The Red Bull Head Elder announced loudly, his eyes were red and blood-covered, and his expression was filled with a pathological excitement.

The land of the Three Thousand Snow Mountains, their hometown has been taken away by someone.

And now, it is impossible for them to return to the Great Wall easily.

The Wuhu people guarding the Xicheng, and they definitely would not allow others to give up halfway and leave Middle-earth.

So now, the Red Bullhead tribe can only burn its boats to make ends meet. In this war, they can gain enough benefits and try their best to strengthen the ancestral spirit.

Only then can we defeat the enemies who took their homes after the war is over and after returning home.

As for staying and occupying a piece of middle-earth as a new home, the Red Bullhead Elder never thought about it.

The land of the Three Thousand Snow Mountains is the hometown of Wu Yuanren. Once they leave for too long, their strength will be exhausted.

Wu Yuan people's bloodline will also degenerate and eventually become the same as these people at the foot of the mountain.

This is something that the Red Bull Head Elder absolutely does not want to!

He looked up and looked into the air, dozens of ancestral spirits of all sizes shrouded the city like dark clouds.

Among them, the ancestor spirits of the Red Bullhead Tribe are the most powerful, occupying at least one-third of the sky.

Naturally, the ancestor spirits of the Red Bullhead Tribe also consumed the most souls.

It also made the power of the Red Bull Head Ancestor, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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Almost at the same time, Qing Qingyun's clone, with a team of people, returned from Changcheng County, and was also watching the scene that happened in Ganyuan Prefecture City from afar.

"The situation is not good! No matter how much the Red Bull Head tribe continues, it will kill me!"

He said this and frowned. What others could not see with their naked eyes was a lot of black air entangled around Qingyun.

Although the Ziwei Dharma in the Nine Heavens Thunder City can absorb various qi and evil spirits, etc., and condense stars.

However, as these witches kill more and more, these evil spirits have now exceeded Xingyao's tolerance!

After all, what is on this battlefield is just the clone of the Qingyun. The stars condensed by the stars are just phantoms, and have not yet been enlightened by the power of the innate pure yang and turned into reality.

What's even more fatal is that the biggest reason why the Red Bull's head was so crazy that their hometown was copied.

But the one who bought the hometown of the Red Bull Head tribe was just the one who bought it.

In this way, the entanglement of luck will fall on the head of Qingyun. This is the so-called burden, and the so-called cause and effect.

Now Qingyun's clone is overwhelmed, and even Qingyun's original deity has begun to be affected.

If this continues, the situation is not good.

If you want to solve this problem, Qingyun thought about it, but there is probably only one way, that is, kill the Red Bull Head Tribe...

The so-called problem cannot be solved, the person who creates it!

However, the Red Bull Head tribe is strong and has more than 2,000 soldiers under its command.

Moreover, there are dozens of vassal tribes around the periphery, and there are two or three thousand warriors in total.

What's more, the ancestors of his tribe have become stronger and stronger after a series of blood sacrifices.

No matter how you think about it, it is not that easy to deal with!

Unless... the deity takes action.

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On Qingwu Mountain, with a flash of Qingyun, a shadow that had just been born turned into ashes.

You can see that many black clouds floated from Qingwu Mountain, which were originally surrounded by mist and shining with golden light, covering the entire Qingwu Mountain with a layer of dust.

These are the evil spirits caused by the burden of luck.

"The Red Bull Head Is Endless. As they kill blood sacrifices more and more, I will bear more and more... It seems that I can only solve the problem of the Red Bull Head Tribe!"

Qingyun murmured to himself: "Dare to kill people in such a random blood sacrifice, don't think I can do anything to you, Red Bull Head Tribe! It's just paying some price!"

He laughed and laughed. On the sky curtain of Qingwu Mountain, stars suddenly appeared, from the purple light in the middle of the sky, to the sun, the moon, the Zuo Fu You Bi, Wen Chang and Wu Chang, and even the phantoms of the stars that have just condensed recently were also revealed.

Finally, these phantom stars condensed by evil spirits continued to condense, and three purple evil stars, Seven Killings Tianlang Pojun, emerged.

With the power of the innate pure yang, the three stars of Shapolang also turned into reality and shone in the sky.

"My innate pure yang power..."

Although he had made up his mind, using this precious innate pure yang power here still made Qingyun feel heartbroken and bleeding.

This innate pure yang power was stolen by Qingyun when the cave was upgraded to a blessed land. It was originally of great use.

But now, let’s not talk about it anymore. What else can I talk about if I don’t solve the problem of Red Bull Head?

As the three stars of Shapolang appeared, the Ziwei stars were about to take shape and began to run along a mysterious trajectory.

Especially the nine stars of the Beidou are completely gathered together, which is the center of the stars. When the handle of the Dou is rotated, the evil aura entangled outside Qingwu Mountain is immediately sucked into the Beidou.

When the entire Beidou turned around and the handle of the bucket pointed towards Ziwei, there was a loud shock, and all the stars in the sky were lost. Only Ziwei became brighter and brighter, and the light covered everything, and the sky and the earth were lost.

It seemed as if a huge voice resounded between heaven and earth.

"The Northern Emperor's Jade Seal, the flying light of Leicheng. Ziwei ordered the command of Wanfang. When the thunder sounded, Tiangang was finally seen..."
Chapter completed!