To Xuanyuan City's surprise, the living zombies did not go to other states. Instead, after three months, for some reason, they all died, their bodies were dry and exhausted, and they were shattered at once, as if they were burned into coke by fire.

The huge Wucheng is empty, and the originally prosperous city is now all over the mummy debris and autumn leaves.

A monk in red walked alone on the street. Looking closely, he found that it was not red. It was clearly dyed red by blood. His pale face was surrounded by light red blood. He did not see the compassion of Buddhism, but only Shura's anger.

Miro looked at the gray-black zombie on the ground coldly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "The last city is the limit of this world? It's so weak. If it weren't for the limitations of the way of heaven, I would be willing to wait any longer. Unfortunately, no matter how much it is, it's a waste."

After saying that, a crack appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, and blood condensed in the crack, turning into a scarlet eye. Miluo looked around and spread endlessly. His spiritual consciousness spread endlessly. With a thought of his spiritual consciousness, he observed the eight wildernesses of Jiuzhou, but he still had not found the breath of Wang Yue. Miluo snorted coldly and said, "Baichen Lord, why should you hide again? The Heavenly Gate of this world is closed, and you can't escape. For you, the Venerable has spent a lot of money."

"Well? Can someone in this world reach such a state? It is three points stronger than the swordsman at that time. This aura...has the person who ascended the Immortal Path been found?" Milu looked in surprise to Tongzhou. How could Milu admit his mistake in the Xuanmen Immortal Path? But the only thing he didn't understand was that it took nearly a hundred years to find Wang Yue's aura. How did these people who ascended the Immortal Path know about this world? How could the ghosts still remain undispersed?

Thinking of this, Miluo's face became gloomy and turned into a blood rainbow, rising into the sky, sweeping straight towards Tongzhou. The clouds in the sky were swept away by this blood energy, leaving only a long blood mark.

Tongzhou is located in the west, close to Yuezhou. The drought has improved in the past three years. Many people who left their hometowns have returned to their hometowns. When Zhang Daoquan forced Tuxia to retreat, it also gave Guancheng Army a breath of breathing time. Coupled with the thunderous wrist of the governor Qiu Longzi, the soldiers here have the power to fight.

The autumn wind rusts, and fallen leaves fill the city.

This is the third autumn. Qiu Longzi looked at Fang Jin sitting at the top of the city and thought to himself that Zhang Daoquan's body had already become a pile of bones. The court was eager to separate his relationship with Zhang Daoquan and wanted to hang his body on the top of the city to show his public. For this reason, the people of the entire city almost turned against each other. Everyone could distinguish right from wrong, but sometimes it was not entirely possible to solve everything with a single passion.

Two years ago, Tuxia invaded again. If this Taoist had not been guarding the city, I would have been killed by blood for a long time and had already avenged the blood revenge of that year. The people did not understand. They only knew that Zhang Daoquan had saved them at the most critical moment, but now Zhang Daoquan is dead, but this blood revenge is firmly counted on them and even the entire Yue Kingdom.

If the drought is still not over at this moment, if there is no such Taoist promise, then Qiulongzi would still curse Zhang Daoquan as a madman when he talked about Zhang Daoquan. No matter whether he had a good relationship with Master Tianjizi, he would not do anything else. It was just because Yue Kingdom was no longer as good as that of the past, and there were no millions of cavalry to compete with him. Who would compete with him for the glory? Chongyu abdicated and the princes of all sides were replaced. The national situation was unstable. In addition, natural disasters in various places have been constantly occurring for years, so what should we use to fight against the Tuxia coalition forces, let alone the Huns were eyeing him.

Zhang Daoquan's move was just a momentary intent. However, the Yue Kingdom was weak and relieved, so what could it be if it was thirsty? As long as the Tuxia countries cannot be destroyed, once the city is broken, the people will be unlucky. Don't see that they thanked Zhang Daoquan and regarded him as a hero. But this is just based on Tuxia's fear of invasion and life is still stable. Once the city is broken and the butcher's knife is about to come, they will speak ill of each other again.

"The Taoist priest is worried?" Qiu Longzi asked out loud. This was the second time he saw Fang Jin showing a worry. What is the matter of this Taoist who is almost immortal and Buddha worthy of his troubles?

"The natural disaster has passed, the city is safe, and I have been recuperating for many years. I think Tuxia dare not invade easily anymore." Fang Jin stood up and looked at Yuezhou from afar. The surging blood rushed straight towards him. Even though the two places were thousands of miles apart, they were still shocked.

"The Taoist priest is leaving?"

"Yes." Fang Jin nodded.

Qiu Longzi looked in the direction Fang Jin face thoughtfully, even he could see that the blood clouds in the sky gradually spread over, covering the sky and the wind was filled with an indelible smell of blood.

It was the direction of Yuezhou. In recent years, it has been rumored that people in that place have died. A strange epidemic spread. Any infected person became zombies, ate people and drank blood. Even the imperial court gave up on that place. Tuxia lost interest in Yuezhou. Otherwise, a state without any defenders would be able to escape their eyes.

Fang Jin stepped out from the top of the city, and a purple lotus spontaneously appeared at his feet, one lotus step by step until the cloud head.

"Quolongzi thanks Taoist priest for the people of Guancheng for three years. He also asks Taoist priest to be careful in everything. Qiulongzi respectfully send him off." Qiulongzi looked up at the increasingly smaller Fang Jin, bent over and bowed three times. He was originally a bottleneck of earth-breaking bottle, but he couldn't find a way to break through these years. He also heard that his master had passed away and his family and country were about to disappear. He was even more confused. He simply went to fight to kill the enemy, not seeking fame and wealth, but he only wanted to learn what he had learned for a lifetime and did not want to enter the soil in vain.

"If you keep your mind alone, Tianxuan can be expected."

A faint voice came from the clouds. Qiu Longzi thought for a moment when he heard this, leaned over and bowed three times.

Fang Jin twisted his fingers and pointed his eyebrows. The purple lotus was radiant. The purple air around him was like a dragon. The white clouds all over the world reflected a purple cloud. He completely let go of his aura. Looking at the blood clouds getting closer and closer, Fang Jin tightened the blood-word silk book on his hand and said to himself, "Is this my disaster?"

Then it turned into a purple rainbow and disappeared into the western sky.

The West is the territory of Tuxia. Before the establishment of Yue Kingdom, it was a country called Tuxia, but it fell apart later. The dukes and marquises held their own troops and cedeed the land and became kings. The country, which was originally not weaker than Yue Kingdom, declined like this. They experienced prosperity and civil strife. At this moment, the seven countries were united together, abandoning their past grudges and trying to annex the stormy Yue Kingdom.

Going further west, there is the Dead Sea, which can't be seen at all. The sea and the sky are connected in a line. The dim sea water is full of mud and sand, and it is turbid. According to legend, the end of the sea is a fairyland, a place where immortals practice Taoism. Whenever people who are curious or seek immortals and seek immortals and seek Taoism go out to sea, they will lose their direction in a short time and will never come back. For many years, only some old fishermen dare to go out to sea, but they dare not leave the shore too far.

Two streams of light crossed the sky one by one.

"How long can you run?" Miluo sneered, his blood and energy all over his body became more abundant, like a burning red flame, following closely behind Fang Jin. At this moment, he was no longer the same as when he first came. He had absorbed countless blood and energy, and his cultivation had reached the peak of this world. Even if you are a person who ascended the path of immortality, you cannot escape the shackles of the way of heaven.

Fang Jin turned a blind eye and still flew towards the west until there was no one else in his eyes, leaving only the dim and boundless sea water. The purple rainbow dissipated instantly, revealing Fang Jin's figure, floating on the sea, standing on the waves, looking up, the blood flame also stopped and landed straight in front of him. The huge impact force caused huge waves on the sea surface. The rolling sea water was like boiling, and the mist spread out, and the eyes could not see within ten miles of the radius.

Fang Jin was like a leaf floating with the waves. When the whisk swept, the water vapor in front of him immediately dissipated, the waves stopped, and the entire Dead Sea was like a mirror, reflecting the two people. The air suddenly solidified between the eyes and the needles could be heard.

"Why don't you run away?" Miluo asked with his head tilted, the blood evil spirits rising from the wave, and the resentment that soared into the sky was like a resentful soul seeking life, and rushed straight to the young Taoist in front of him.

"Is the Yuezhou epidemic caused by you?" Fang Jin asked in a deep voice, letting the blood evil aura rush to his face, and the purple aura surrounds his body, and it remains unmoved.

"Do you pity them?" Miro grinned, his palm spread, and his blood energy condensed in his palm, turning into one living villain after another, including elderly people, babbling children, young men, and delicate women.

"Save me!"

"Save me!"

They asked Fang Jin for help, hoping that the Taoist in front of them could save them from the body of this demon. Since being absorbed by Miro, they have been in the blood flames as much as a year. Fang Jin in front of them was like a spider silk in hell. They stretched out their hands to Fang Jin and shouted at him, but...

Fang Jin's face was cold. It was not that he didn't want to save him, but that these resentful souls had been connected with the demon in front of him, and were born and destroyed together. Besides, they were infected with blood and energy. What could they do if they were saved? These people will sink into it forever and cannot be transcended.

These people saw Fang Jin indifferently and began to curse, and their vicious words were unbearable. Fang Jin just listened quietly and let them in abusive manner, thinking in his heart, "If Master is here, what would he do?"

"Why do I rely on any epidemic? What I did was just a light push. They consciously obeyed their desires and I also satisfied them. This was just a small reward they deserved to give me. But now, they regret it. Once they get it, once they are satisfied, they turn against each other. Do you think they are pitiful? I think they are hateful, haha." Miro looked at the villain in his palm and found it funny. He crushed it with his hands, accompanied by roars, crying, and cursing, turning into a blood and qi into his body.

Fang Jin's mood fluctuated several times. He wanted to be angry and wanted to kill the demon. But as the purple lotus on his eyebrows flashed, his mood returned to calmness. This feeling seemed to be unable to arouse his anger at all.

"This kind of practice goes against your own will, but what you asked at first?" Miro sneered.

"What's the reason? So what's wrong?" Fang Jin asked back.

"People say that they are heartless and forget their desires, and practice hard and behave in immortals. Just like you, I want me to say that since heaven has a disaster, practice is against the heavens, so how can there be a distinction between immortals and demons? Good is a disaster, and evil is also a disaster. Why do you have to go against your original heart and deceive yourself?" Miluo restrained the blood evil spirit on his body and walked towards Fang Jin with a smile on his face.
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