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Chapter Fifty-Six: The Way to Live

In the black mist, blood-filled mouths with fangs and sharp mouths dropped streams of blood, eroding the attics and floors of the houses.

A monk who accidentally touched this blood was corroded into a pool of blood in an instant, with not even a trace of his soul left.

The pool of blood left on the ground after being corroded suddenly rose into a black flame. In the flames, you could clearly see that the monk who had just died due to corrosion was struggling to escape inside.

At the same time, the Lord of the Lordless City, who was standing above everyone's heads, gradually changed from a white-haired old man to a strong and strong man. Even the eyes that were filled with deathly energy before

They all became more energetic.

He is absorbing and refining other people's vitality for his own use!

Now that things have happened, there is no need to distinguish whether what is happening in front of you is true or false, because it all really happened to me.

The endless screams and the stench of blood that kept pouring into their noses reminded them that the person who was hurting them was no one else, but the old city lord of the Lordless City whom they most admired.

But until now, they have not figured out why such a benevolent and righteous monk who is willing to devote his life to the Lordless City and help the people of the Southern Emperor Territory resist the beast tide for decades or even hundreds of years suddenly turned into a wanton person.

Evil people who take other people's lives.

And it seems that the eight elder deacons who are responsible for checking and balancing the city lord and balancing all the forces in the city have become the other party's accomplices.

The eyes they looked at the city lord were full of envy and yearning, and when they lowered their heads and saw the many monks below, what was revealed in their eyes was greed and endless killing intent.

"I didn't expect it would be you!"

At this time, some of the monks who were still alive pointed at the old city lord who was starting to get younger and younger, and yelled and cursed: "The reason why we monks practice is to compete with God for life. Although it is indeed difficult to live forever before reaching the ultimate peak,

But people like you who rely on crooked ways to take away their vitality to extend your own life have absolutely no chance of immortality!"

"That's right! We came here because we heard that there was such a benevolent monk who fought against the tide of beasts for chivalry. We thought we could contribute to all living beings with our own meager power, but we didn't expect that all this was just

You have arranged the conspiracy a long time ago! It is really disappointing!"

"Brothers, why bother talking to a demon like him? I will definitely cut this kind of person into pieces!"

The exposure of the old city lord's true nature made many monks present go from surprised to unbelievable to furious in just a few breaths.

Those monks who had not been corroded to death by the blood and water raised their swords and clubs one after another, and each used their spiritual power to perform their techniques.

If you want to survive, there is only one way.

Kill the old city lord!

However, what was even more unexpected was that when the monks were preparing to fight back, they found that they had no strength to lift their swords.

Looking back with wide eyes, he suddenly laughed miserably and said: "Hehehehe... I should have thought of it earlier. If you are too old to die, you are a thief. How could an old fox like the old city lord give us a chance to fight back? He must have thought

Only when you have a good way to deal with it will you take action against us."

Looking down at the long sword that penetrated his heart, the monk's eyes widened and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

Behind him, the monk who was usually his brother pulled out his long sword and stabbed another monk with whom he had a good relationship.

Dramas of killing each other continued one after another.

The entire ownerless city instantly became a purgatory of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Cao Chuan, who realized something was wrong from the beginning, was hiding in the corner with Yu Shengnan.

No matter how strong Yu Shengnan's will was, when he saw the bloody and mutilated limbs on the ground, he finally couldn't bear the panic and torture in his heart, and he immediately fainted with a pale face.

He quickly stepped forward and helped Yu Shengnan hide in a house.

After putting Yu Shengnan on the bed, Cao Chuan stood guard in front of the door and talked to Mu Qingqiu: "Senior Mu, do you think we still have a chance to escape?"

"Those nine old guys are genuine Purple Mansion Realm monks, especially the old city lord. If he waits until he truly rejuvenates, he might be able to break through from the Purple Mansion Realm to the Yuanshen Realm."

Mu Qingqiu rolled his eyes at Cao Chuan and said, "Do you think you can rely on the power of the Concentration Realm to deal with a Zifu Realm monk? Even if all the monks present join forces, there will be no chance of escaping."

Even so, Cao Chuan did not despair.

Because he heard the nonchalance in Mu Qingqiu's tone.

This was not because Mu Qingqiu didn't care about him or the monks who were suffering, but because he didn't care about the old city lord and the eight elders and deacons.

In order to survive, Cao Chuan was heartbroken and immediately asked: "What can Senior Mu do? As long as I can survive, I will do anything!"

He didn't want to die here in frustration like this.

What he pursues is the pinnacle of spiritual practice, so he must not fall down here.

Fortunately, Mu Qingqiu nodded immediately and replied: "There is indeed a way. As long as you are willing to believe me, then let my remnant soul enter your sea of ​​consciousness and completely control your body, and then I will personally deal with it."

Those nine old guys."

"Since Senior Mu has a way, let's follow what Senior Mu said." Cao Chuan didn't hesitate at all and immediately shouted loudly: "Senior Mu, please control my body and kill all the evil ways!"

"Hahahaha! Very good!"

"You are so decisive little guy! I like it very much!"

Seeing Cao Chuan's decision without hesitation, Mu Qingqiu's emotions were instantly aroused. She never made a move after becoming a remnant soul. Now her hands were really itchy. She immediately dived into Cao Chuan's sea of ​​consciousness and put herself into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The remaining soul merges with it.

Cao Chuan did not resist, and Mu Qingqiu successfully controlled his body.

Then the door of the house was pushed open.

Cao Chuan, who had a restrained but deep aura, slowly walked out.

Under Mu Qingqiu's control, Cao Chuan's body walked through the air step by step, and his originally deep and restrained aura was also rising steadily at this time.

The state of concentration.

Divine Tibetan Realm.

Purple Mansion Realm.

It wasn't until the breath climbed to the Yuanshen realm that Mu Qingqiu controlled Cao Chuan and sighed: "It's a pity that my soul power has not recovered much, but the strength of the Yuanshen realm is enough for me to deal with everything here."

As the words fell, the power of the Yuanshen realm was suddenly released.

Pulling out the Heaven-Destroying Sword from its scabbard, Mu Qingqiu used Cao Chuan's body and shouted sternly at the old city lord and the eight elder deacons: "Old man, let me kill you evil sect today!"

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