In the evening, the two flew to the Storm King Capital.

The witch, Meg, was secretly observing Taoist Shouchong all the way. This person should also have the ability to cast spells like her, but choosing to fly in a utensil, seems to be more labor-saving.

Just in case, she will find an excuse to go to the Wizards Academy later and ask the wizards responsible for the duty to open the [Rubber Curtain Wall].

The divine servant Hu Yanwu cannot fly. If there is such a barrier, he can block Taoist Shouchong's escape route and be honestly locked in the city and be slapped by the divine servant...

McGonagall was calmly thinking about the countermeasures when he suddenly heard Taoist Master Shouchong's "Huh" sound, and the hexagram on the bronze Bagua plate he held in his hand changed drastically!

"A master who is close to perfection in the later stage of the Golden Pill...is it the evil cultivator?"

Taoist Master Shouchong didn't bother to say hello, and immediately pinched the jade gourd he was riding, and he accelerated toward a certain place in the city!

“So fast…”

Magne was blown by the strong wind and her clothes were rolled up. When she saw that the other party was gone, the real flying speed of the instrument was so much faster than her [Flying Technique]!

"The target location is... Tianweijun's school ground?"

McGonagall had no time to hesitate, so he quickly turned his head and flew to the Wizards Academy, activate the barrier first, and then explain the whole story to the servant.

After a while, the school grounds.

"Wei! Wei! Wei!"

The second batch of Tianwei soldiers are undergoing training, arranged in tight formations, and their aura is connected with the help of Tianwei belt, making them amazing!

At that time, Wang Hui used more than a dozen hairs of his body to make more than 1,200 miniature belts, which was enough to meet the recruitment needs of the Tianwei Army. After all, not every warrior in the Divine Kingdom has the qualification to become the Tianwei Army.

Taoist Shouchong, who was sitting in the jasper gourd, was hanging in the air with a slight surprise expression. He did not expect that such a military formation could exist in the auxiliary world.

"Is it a training of evil cultivators? It's not like..."

He held the bronze Bagua plate to lock his position and looked at Hu Yanwu, the divine servant who was standing on the edge of the school field with his arms in his arms.

Swish!

The scroll of paintings with the appearance of evil cultivators is unfolded and carefully compared.

One is slutty and hunchbacked, the other is tall and burly...

It cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said to be irrelevant.

But in an auxiliary world with thin spiritual energy, it is difficult to cultivate the near-perfect state of the Golden Pill in the later stage. Shouchong Taoist flew all the way and witnessed hundreds of thousands of people, but he had never seen such a strong man.

The strength gap is too large, it seems too unreasonable!

"If something goes wrong, there will be a demon... This person is probably an evil cultivator. He relied on his disguise and disguise to hide from the righteous practitioners who came to pursue him in the past.

Unfortunately, I can't hide it from me!"

At this time, everyone below also noticed the existence of Taoist Master Shouchong, stopped training to form a shield formation, and stared at this side vigilantly.

The divine servant Hu Yanwu reached out to hold the Fangtian Painted Riven standing beside him, staring at the stranger in the air, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Taoist Master Shouchong looked around and found that there were no ordinary people in the schoolyard. Since these soldiers who formed the formation were trained by evil cultivators, they should be classified as evil cultivators.

Death is worthy of death!

"I am the guard and follow the Dasong edict to come and arrest the fugitive evil cultivator. Your disguising methods are meaningless. I advise you to surrender so as not to hurt the innocent people in the city when you and me fight!"

When the servant of the god heard this, he said calmly: "Evil Cultivator? You have found the wrong person. This is the territory of the kingdom of God. I am Hu Yanwu, a servant under the throne of the god."

"It's stubborn!"

Taoist Master Shouchong did not believe in the evil cultivator's words, so he snorted coldly and waved the whisk in his hand suddenly.

【Thousands of edges are like rain】!

I heard a dense sound of "Swish Swish Swish Swish" sounded, and the whisk shot thousands of needle-shaped hairs, pouring downwards!

"Wei--"

The soldiers of Tianwei Army shouted in unison, the source energy emerged continuously, and the light of the shield array expanded, becoming increasingly dense!

A part of the hair penetrated this layer of energy light, and "dingding dingding ding" hits shields, but it stuck it on it and failed to penetrate and hurt people.

Taoist Master Shouchong was a little surprised. The average level of this small army formation with more than a hundred people was only perfect in Qi refining. At the beginning of the foundation building, he could block his [Thousands of Fronts Like Rain] without any injuries. It was indeed very good...

The divine servant standing next to the school ground was spinning and dancing with the Chinese Fangtian Huaji, shattering a stream of hair, then flexing his left leg slightly, moving his right leg backward in a lunge posture, and holding the halberd in an arm to accumulate strength.

"I will regard it as a provocation to the gods for no reason!"

The divine servant shouted deeply, and the word [Wu] on his specially widened version of Tianwei belt on his waist burst into bright light, and the traces of source material meandered straight along his body, wrapping around the surface of the Fangtian Painted Ridge.

"die!!"

The halberd was thrown out with explosive power, and the strong buzzing sound seemed to tear everything apart, and it was instantly reached mid-air!

“Physical practice…”

Taoist Master Shouchong's face changed suddenly. According to the information he received, the evil cultivators hidden in this world were those who rebel against the Taoist sect, and were pure Dharma cultivators.

Moreover, the body is more fragile than normal practice, so it is because it has embarked on the wrong path and tried to seek immortality in an alternative way. It is absolutely impossible to practice physically!

Could it be that I was really misunderstood?

But seeing Fang Tian's painting halberd shot towards him, it is obviously not a good time to use words to resolve misunderstandings.

"Protection!"

Taoist Master Shouchong pinched the seal with his hands, and a large bronze bell emerged out of thin air, covering him.

This is his life-saving magic weapon that he has used blood to sacrifice for a hundred years. It is extremely strong. Not to mention a practitioner of the same level as him, even an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage can withstand for a moment...

Dong!!

Fang Tian's painting halberd collided with a huge force that was like destroying the world and crashing into the bronze bell! The energy ripples rippled in all directions as if they were essential, and the accent spread throughout the Storm King!

Taoist Master Shouchong, who was sitting inside, was shaken to the point of being dizzy, and his vision was gone, and even his thoughts seemed to be distracted.

At this time, the divine servant on the ground reached out and grabbed it. The silk thread between the specially made Tianwei belt and Fang Tian Huaji was caught like a real thing. He shook his backhand with force and was pulled to Fang Tian Huaji.

Location!

Stepping on the jade gourd, the divine servant held the halberd in both hands and slashed at the bronze bell with all his strength!

Dong Ka!!

The accent sounded again, and the surface of the big bell had cracks spread out!

At the same time, the water curtain rose from the edge of the royal capital city wall, and the [Rubber Curtain Wall] was activated.

Immediately afterwards, the witch Mag, who had squirmed the light wings, flew over quickly and explained Taoist Shouchong's purpose of coming.

Shou Chong, who was inside the big bell, endured the discomfort of being shocked and echoed in a muffled voice: "What Junior Sister McGonagall said is true! I did not intend to target the Kingdom of God, there must be a misunderstanding here!"

"Misunderstand?"

The servant glanced at Magga, raised his hands again, and slammed the halberd one after another, and knocked the bronze bell into pieces in a blink of an eye!

Taoist Master Shouchong's throat was sweet and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

bass!

A cold neck made it cold, and it was Fang Tian's sharp blade that pressed against his neck!
Chapter completed!