"I understand a little now why I have to go to such a remote place to open the festival. This is a concealment. The golden elixir monks are obviously concentrating their efforts to conquer something, otherwise the consumption would not be so large."

"The so-called market is to concentrate resources by using the power of foundation-building monks. The god Xian and the old ghost Lin also disappeared, and even the Ziwei Jingting Pavilion was missing. It seems to be related to this secret."

Chen Xinghe continued to walk on the road, and it took him twenty days to outline a large network of up to 5,000 foundation-building monks, and one of them was included in the focus.

Some of these monks have taken advantage of the situation, some have set up condoms, and some have buried the mystery, all kinds of things.

Wen Xiaoxiao was even more anxious than Chen Xinghe: "Uncle Master, when will the Internet be closed? Have you developed a voyeurism? Have you ever seen a female cultivator change clothes?"

"Are you sure your sister can't hear us?"

"Of course! My sister is so diligent, it's not like you running out every day? She is practicing the Divine Wind Art in the Spirit Gathering Array. That is the first-class wind-type martial art in our Kongtong."

"I'm afraid you will be beaten! After a month of visits, I will start closing the net today. The first target will kill the magic spot."

"Demon Spot? Tell me quickly, which garlic is this?"

"He is a crazy demon demon. He once sacrificed 400,000 people with blood and carried too many lives. This time he came to the Wuhe Market to help the magic weapon overcome the tribulation. In two hours, he will be done."

"Blood sacrifice of 400,000 people? Oh my God! Uncle Master, why are you standing here? If I were a foundation-building cultivator, I would have killed him with one sword."

"No hurry, I keep my heart anchor by his side, and I will be in place in a moment. Now he and the magic weapon are very alert. It's not too late to wait until the magic weapon has no time to take action."

"Uncle Master is so sinister! Haha, but I like it." Wen Xiaoxiao was curious about the baby and asked, "What about the second target?"

"The second goal is a spirit-forming weasel, calling himself the Taoist Huang Min. He colluded with someone from Cao'antang. Half a month ago, he came to the market to bring a lot of fresh purple river carts, that is, placenta! He confiscated the infant spirit to practice evil skills and used the baby skull to refine ghost weapons. It is not an exaggeration to kill him ten thousand times, I will kill him."

"It's time to kill." Wen Xiaoxiao shouted.

"The third target person is called Lord Dong Fo, who is compassionate and kind."

"I'm kind and generous? Is it fake? If he's kind and generous, can his uncle attack him?"

"He gave his body to the female cultivator, and he had a trapped magic weapon similar to a human race bag. I just discovered that this Buddha head circle was banned by more than ten female cultivators, and today I put it in the third place to be him."

"Yes, do it." Wen Xiaoxiao said excitedly: "Uncle Master will take me with you! I'll help you."

Chen Xinghe looked at Wen Xiaoxian's room and said, "Do you think it's possible? Don't worry, Uncle Master will bring their belongings back and hand them over to you for care."

"Ah! I want to build the foundation, I'm so frustrated that I can't even act with my uncle." Wen Xiaoxiao was angry and made up his mind to build the foundation.

"Okay, don't let me wait too long." Chen Xinghe smiled slightly and suddenly stood up: "I'm afraid we'll start early."

"Ah? Why is it so fast? Aren't you going to wait for that magic weapon to overcome the tribulation?"

"He temporarily accelerated the tribulation speed. It seemed that he was very angry and had a sense of heaven and man." Before Chen Xinghe finished speaking, he had already escaped into an underground secret room covered with tree roots. His eyebrows flashed slightly, and screams sounded across the opposite side.

"Wuwuwu..." The cold wind raged, and the black rope sword clearly shot the head with one blow, but the magic spot was still alive.

A large number of tree roots around him were woven into human shapes, and he sneered: "Sure enough, someone wants to be unfavorable to me."

The laughter was not over, and he shouted in shock: "What are you doing?"

Chen Xinghe was already approaching the magic weapon that was passing through the tribulation. This thing was a metal altar. As long as it was made of metal, no matter whether it was passing through the tribulation or not, let his right hand teach it a lesson first.

The devil tribulation that the altar overcomes silently seems to be a test from time, and it also seems to be a test of all the ghosts of the altar swallowing each other.

Very strange!

However, from the moment when I held the corner of the altar with my right hand, a large area of ​​mottled climbed up.

The altar melted at a terrible speed, and a large number of tree roots pierced towards Chen Xinghe, but the next moment they were all fixed, and the black flames burned wildly.

This scene was entirely due to the black rope sword flying into the body-taking passage and hitting the soul directly.

"Rare..." The demon spot only spit out a word and was scattered.

Chen Xinghe sat down cross-legged to save the wronged souls gathered at the altar, and those who were too fierce were directly eradicated.

The ghost dragon and Ling Mo flew out and began to plunder.

Who would have thought that the demon spot, who was boundless and fierce, with at least a hundred foundation-building monks carrying the lives of the dead, died neatly and could not even utter the second word begging for mercy.

The ghost dragon smiled happily, and the magic spots had saved a lot of good things for many years. Why did they set him the first target for cleaning up? It was because they had money.

Half an hour later, the altar completely collapsed.

Chen Xinghe stood up and said goodbye: "Everyone, let's go! No need to thank me. If there is a future life, I hope you will live and work in peace and will no longer be harmed by demons."

Many figures bowed and bowed, stepped into the golden light disappeared without a trace.

The ghost dragon came closer to report: "Master, I have harvested 400 top-grade spirit stones and 80,000 middle-grade spirit stones. This magic spot is so rich that it is so rich."

Chen Xinghe split his spiritual sense and shook his head and said, "It's all the debris on the table. Leave some magical instruments for Xiaoxiao, and you can digest the other things by yourself!"

"yes!"

"Next target!" Chen Xinghe stepped forward to kill the weasel.

This time, I had to go to the inn and sacrifice it with a sword. The Taoist Huang Min burned it all, and even half of the things on his body were damaged. Ghost Dragon and Ling Mo only rescued a little.

Whether it is killing the magic spot or killing the weasel, there is actually a follow-up, and each target is connected with a line.

Chen Xinghe wants to clean up the entire line, and Cao'antang is on the weasel line.

After confirming that there was no tail left, he rushed to kill Mr. Dong Fo.

This time, he escaped and did not use the Black Sword, but raised his fist to fist to the back of his head.

"Bang bang bang" three punches, and a powerful sneak attack and kill.

After Master Dong Fo died, Chen Xinghe found a painting of painting and knew that there were many female cultivators in it, but now it is not the time to let them out.

The world is still dangerous, let alone the world of cultivation?

Don’t think that saving others will be rewarded. These female cultivators have a long-term imbalance in their mentality and may do any extraordinary actions.

"Start, the killing of the vine, the Demon Sect was hired by the Bird Demon Sect to cause trouble in the third market. There were 23 people in total, each of them were notorious, kill!"

When night fell, the Demon Sect finally realized that half of the participants died.

The planner issued a convening order, and everyone hurriedly gathered together, only six demons appeared, and the death of the others did not cause any turmoil.

"Cancel the plan and escape immediately." This is the last sentence the leader said, and the other five people fell to the ground like him.

This poison is called Phoenix Crying Blood, and comes from the Bird Demon Sect.
Chapter completed!