The city lord took a look and realized it was not good.
They are all sect leaders and elders of major demonic sects, all are monks at the Golden Core Nascent Soul level, and have great abilities in the realm of transcendence.
Gulu!
The city lord swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Then we can't let them continue to make trouble."
"You forgot the city lord. Qingyunmen will hold a banquet here tomorrow. We can ask them for help."
"Yes, go to Xitian quickly... No, go to Qingyun Gate to invite Master Daoxuan."
"No, the Qingyun Sect's disciples are arranging a banquet in the city today. I'll go find them now."
The men ran away quickly and came back soon.
"What did Qingyun Clan say? Is anyone here to help?" City Lord Tang San asked.
"No, Qingyun Sect said that this is not their business, and what happens in the city should be managed by the imperial court." The subordinate said with a sad face.
Tang San was speechless, turned around and left.
"City Lord, why are you going?"
"Go home and sleep."
"You don't care about this...?"
"Forget it, let them fight. At most, they will destroy some houses. I don't have the courage to break up the fight. Let them evacuate the people and let them fight."
....
The attacks near the restaurant became more and more severe, and everyone became angry, so naturally the attacks were indiscriminate.
In fact, it was quite restrained at first.
Until the masked man punched a demon sect elder's beloved disciple to death, and now the battle escalated.
"Kill my beloved disciple! I, the Demon Sword Sect, will fight with you!"
For a moment, the fighting was completely out of control.
Everyone also discovered that it seemed that the masked man was causing trouble, and they all pointed their fingers at him.
"Get this kid! He's the one who caused the trouble!" The Ghost King puffed his beard and glared, pointing at the masked man and said.
Now everyone's goal is more consistent, to kill the masked man to vent their hatred.
Unexpectedly, the masked man was fearless and extremely powerful. He shuttled back and forth among the crowd, and demonic monks kept falling in a pool of blood.
"Ancestor Bliss, don't take action yet!" The Ghost King hurriedly called for support.
Ancestor Ji Le had no choice but to step forward. Like the masked man, he was at the pinnacle of the out-of-body realm, so he was naturally not afraid.
"Boy, stop it, ancestor!"
Ancestor Bliss raised his hand, absorbed the spiritual power in his palms, turned into a pair of giant palms, and smacked the masked man!
He thought viciously in his heart that it would be best if he could take this opportunity to get rid of this opponent.
The ghost king on the other side also had this type of magical power, turned his spiritual power into a palm, and also swatted at Jiang Siming.
The two of them are going to attack the masked man and kill this evil brat directly!
But instead of hiding, the masked man didn't pay attention to the Ghost King. Instead, he raised his fist and punched the Patriarch of Paradise.
When the giant palm came into contact with the masked man's fist, it shattered into pieces instantly like paper.
However, the masked man's fist attack did not slow down and hit the Patriarch of Bliss at a faster speed.
Ancestor Ji Le was unable to dodge and received a solid punch on his chest.
Everyone, including the ancestor of Ji Le, thought that it was just a punch, and at most it would only cause minor injuries.
After all, Patriarch Bliss and the masked man have the same level of cultivation.
His fist had broken his own Tiangang Palm just now, and there was no way it would have any stamina even if he thought about it.
boom!
The Patriarch of Bliss received this punch, as if he had been hit hard, his face turned pale, and he spurted out blood.
The whole person flew out, and then his body gradually faded away like starlight, leaving only a ray of soul. He was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to escape.
But the masked man chased him and slapped him again, and his soul was turned into ashes.
This scene made everyone stunned. From the anger in their eyes at the beginning, they were quickly taken over by fear.
Is there something wrong with their eyes? Or are they hallucinating in their brains?
What did they just see?
The ancestor of Bliss, who was at the peak of the out-of-body realm, was instantly killed by this country bumpkin who came out of the ravine with one punch???
Could it be that the ancestor of Bliss is too weak? Practicing Hehuan Gong every day has cured his weakness?
The Ghost King's green ghost fang palm also hit the masked man.
but...
The masked man was unscathed, and his clothes were not even torn, as if it was just a breeze blowing by.
The Ghost King looked at the masked man, then looked down at his palms, as if he couldn't figure it out.
The masked man dealt with Patriarch Bliss, then turned around and walked towards the Ghost King.
The Ghost King's face instantly turned pale, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes seemed to be almost out of focus.
"Um...Senior Ji, I really didn't mean to offend you. I am so offended, so offended..."
The Ghost King gave in.
Damn it, if you don’t admit it, will you still be alive?
One punch instantly killed the person at the peak of the out-of-body realm.
Wouldn't this little flower seedling in the early stages of the out-of-body realm disappear just by sneezing?
The masked man patted him on the shoulder, smiled slightly, and asked, "Is that the one you slapped me with just now?"
The Ghost King had a sad expression on his face, and gave a smile that was uglier than crying. He replied with a trembling tone: "No... you misunderstood, I was just fanning you."
The masked man still wanted to talk.
An extremely harsh laughter came from the horizon.
All the mortals in the city covered their ears and fell to their knees in pain.
The expressions of the monks who were lower than the Golden Core Stage changed drastically. This demonic sound was like a nightmare, easily breaking through their bodies and penetrating their minds.
Everyone hurriedly used their spiritual power to resist the attack of the demonic sound with all their strength.
And as the devilish laughter got closer and closer, their expressions became more and more uncomfortable, and many monks fainted directly.
If the monks are like this, let alone the common people.
Thousands of people died violently.
The city's leader, Kangnian, also had an expression on his face, and his brows were furrowed, as he saw that all the people in the city were about to be annihilated.
He hurriedly used the peak strength of Nascent Soul to protect the entire city, which was able to protect the city from turning into a ghost town.
"City Lord, it's bad, this demonic sound...could it be..." his subordinates said in horror.
Zhang Kangnian nodded solemnly: "It's him, the ancestor of Yuancha."
"This...how did he appear here? Didn't he disappear for decades? It's over, it's over, the ancestor of Yuan Cha is famous for killing people without blinking an eye. He kills people based on his preference. The city he slaughtered casually
There are dozens if not hundreds.”
The harsh laughter grew louder and louder, and when the sound reached its maximum, a strange shadow appeared over the city.
This is a skinny old man with a stooped back, like a monkey.
Moreover, he looks very ugly, and his facial features are like the subway in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, with his face squeezed into a ball.
Especially when you smile, your facial features become even more distorted and squeezed together, making you look more attractive.
After the old man came here, his smile did not diminish, and he was still spreading his "sunny big boy" smile.
The Ghost King was overjoyed to see him, because this person was the helper he invited, the ancestor of Yuan Cha!
He is saved!
"Ancestor Yuancha, hurry up and save me from the siege~"
Ancestor Yuan Cha paused his laughter and sarcastically said: "Isn't the time to take action tomorrow? Why does it start today?"
The Ghost King said bitterly: "I can't help it. Something went wrong along the way and I encountered a tough problem. This kid's strength is unfathomable."
Ancestor Yuan Cha looked at Jiang Siming and started his pig-killing laughter again.
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I just came back from the countryside. I was exhausted from the two days of Brother Tiantian's wedding. I was either busy setting up the banquet or holding back the wine. I almost drank it all (crying loudly).
Updates will resume tomorrow. I’m too tired today. I had to sit in the car all day after drinking (please forgive me)