Mu Nan became interested.
Change direction and head straight to the small town.
The realm of foundation building is the watershed between immortals and mortals. It should be the difference between immortals and mortals.
There are actually mortals who kill foundation-building monks. How can you miss such a strange news in the world?
Since there is such a big commotion in the city, there is no need to adhere to the rules of not disturbing mortals.
Mu Nan and Xiao Zhuzi landed directly at the city gate and quickly moved towards the center of the fight.
Along the way, every house is closed and every door is closed.
There are many ruins.
As the sound of fighting became stronger and stronger, the damage to the house became more serious.
After finding the two fighting men.
Mu Nan climbed to the roof of a higher inn, sat on the eaves with Xiao Zhuzi, and looked at the foundation-building monks and mortals who were fighting each other wildly.
The mortal who calls himself Qian Hu is surnamed Zuo. He wears a breastplate and chainmail. His face is weathered, he is limping and his eyes are firm.
His right hand was dragging a blood-soaked five-foot sword, its blade cutting bluestone with fire splashing everywhere.
Pressing harder and harder.
There were more than a dozen corpses left behind, and it seemed that some of them should have been cultivated during the Qi Refining Period.
Most of them died under the sword, their bodies and heads separated, and their blood dyed the streets red.
The slightly frightened opponent, whose surname was Huang, was dressed in a black Taoist robe, holding a giant demon bone staff in his hand, and murmured "madman, madman".
He hesitated in his steps, and unknowingly he stepped back a foot.
"Just a mortal! Ming: Bone Killing!"
The Taoist priest surnamed Huang pretended to be calm. With a flick of his bone staff, a black air spurted out, turning into a withered bone halfway. He raised his sword and rushed towards Zuo Qianhu.
It seemed that he was already familiar with this fighting method. Zuo Qianhu slashed his sword with a sword, and the cold wind condensed on the blade.
"boom!"
After the sound of a knife chopping rotten wood, the dead bones fell to the ground.
Zuo Qianhu was shaken by the force and retreated about ten feet, then drew the knife again and approached Taoist Huang.
"Brother Nan, does Zuo Qianhu have some cultivation?" Xiao Zhuzi asked in confusion when he saw that Zhan Ma Dao was getting cold.
Mu Nan shook his head and said: "The blade is filled with evil energy! Zuo Qianhu is carrying many lives behind him."
In ordinary times, the most common occupation with evil spirits is the executioner.
Because he has been beheading people in the execution ground for a long time, he will have a lingering "evil spirit" on his body.
When ordinary people encounter such people, they will easily become afraid.
Zuo Qianhu's evil spirit has been able to condense into substance.
Although Mu Nan concluded that it was not him who could condense the evil spirit on the blade, but on the other hand, it showed that countless souls were killed by the sword.
Taoist priest surnamed Huang was forced to have no choice. He raised his bone staff again and shouted to Zuo Qianhu:
"It's only a few taels of silver a month, why are you playing with your life?"
"Hmph!" Zuo Qianhu snorted coldly: "The Spring God Sect confuses all the people with its evil words and ignores the laws of nature and human relations. It deserves to be punished for its crime! I, Zuo Siqi, am a Qianhu, how can I just sit idly by and watch!"
"What's wrong with spring coming to the earth? Don't you and other untouchables like this kind of thing?"
Taoist priest surnamed Huang seemed to sneer at Zuo Qianhu's words and continued: "I can apply to the higher authorities and give you a hundred gold every month..."
"absurd!"
Zuo Qianhu shouted loudly, holding the sword with both hands tightly, and quickly approached the Taoist surnamed Huang.
Just swing the knife and cut.
Taoist priest surnamed Huang did not dare to point his sword directly, so he hurriedly rode on the bone staff and flew upwards.
It stands to reason that this moment is the best interpretation between immortals and mortals.
As long as the Taoist priest surnamed Huang rises into the air and does not think about winning, at least his life will be safe.
They could even snatch him away directly. Even if Zuo Qianhu put four legs on the Chollima, he might not be able to catch up.
But a scene that shocked Mu Nan appeared.
I saw Zuo Qianhu striking the ground with his saber, taking advantage of the momentum to jump up, kicking his legs on the flag of the dilapidated restaurant, and used his strength again.
Rotate your waist in the air.
The sword was lifted up in the air and struck the bone staff.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
Taoist priest surnamed Huang was greatly shaken.
One figure was unstable, fell down, and crashed into the restaurant.
Crush two wall pillars.
He was beaten to pieces.
"Huang Shiqiang, if you can't do it, get out and let me do it! How can you keep your face after being beaten to death by a mortal?"
The speaker was a female cultivator, with a white fox face, a blue and white skirt, and perfect cultivation of alchemy.
When Mu Nan and Xiao Zhuzi boarded the inn, they saw her on the ridge of another house, her legs hanging down, watching the battle with interest.
"Hu Erniang, if you give Huang a little more time, I will let Zuo Siqi know that Huang is great."
Taoist priest surnamed Huang looked ashamed and walked out of the ruins in embarrassment, dragging his bone staff.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted on the bone staff.
Mu Nan could tell that he was holding back his blood and was too embarrassed to spit it out directly.
He used the name of blood sacrifice to cover up the seriousness of his injuries.
"Ming: Ghosts and gods descend!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cold wind blew.
A gloomy ghostly aura spread in the air, quickly approaching Taoist priest surnamed Huang.
Eventually, a ghost body formed in front of him.
Invite the ghost cultivator to come.
Moreover, the ghost cultivator has reached the middle stage of foundation building period.
It is a small level higher than the Taoist priest named Huang.
"Hmph, even to kill an ordinary mortal, you have to ask me to do it! What a great talent!"
The ghost cultivator was covered in a mess of red clothes, with his feet dangling in the air and breathing out of his nostrils.
Zuo Qianhu held his sword again, pointing the blade directly at the ghost cultivator, with a determined look on his face.
He was not sure that Taoist priest surnamed Huang would win, let alone another one who seemed to be more powerful.
At this moment, he raised his knife with determination to die.
"If ghost cultivators don't stay well in the underworld and dare to cause trouble in the human world, how confident are they!"
Mu Nan lazily stood up, and the pressure suddenly dispersed around like a strong wind.
The nine flags are blown coldly.
There was a swishing sound.
Even if the Spring God Sect and Ghost Cultivator were not involved, he would not stand idly by at this moment.
Zuo Qianhu, with a mortal body, is as good as a god.
With the power of a mortal, it is worthy of his action to awaken the people and occupy the great cause.
When Xiao Zhuzi saw this, he roared angrily, took half a step forward, and blocked his side.
Both the ghost cultivator and the Taoist priest named Huang all stepped back a foot.
He looked at Hu Erniang with a heartbroken look.
The pleading eyes speak for themselves.
"Giggle!"
Hu Erniang smiled wildly and waved her hand in a demonic manner, resisting the pressure:
"Little brother, if you don't want to watch the show, why do you want to get in the way? Why don't you put your third leg here with me and experience the various ways of serving me? Wouldn't it be better than being beaten and killed?"
"Northern Xuanwu, protect my body, cultivate catastrophes, and be invincible by all means. Xuanwu Shield!"
The opponent was in the Dan Formation Realm, and Mu Nan did not dare to take it lightly. He first set up a defensive magic shield for himself, and then used the measuring ruler.
In a serious manner, here are all the family treasures:
"Can you still do flower work? Yaksha explores the sea, two dragons play with pearls, hunt cattle across mountains, old men push carts, and the whole river is flat. How many things can you do?"
Hu Erniang stared at Xuanwu Shou and shuddered:
"It's so fancy! This is the first time Er Niang feels like meeting her opponent in chess... Tsk, tsk, big, really big!"
"Brother Nan! I'm a little off track!"
Xiao Zhuzi reminded him.
It was really afraid that Mu Nan wouldn't be able to stand the temptation and would go downstairs to "fight fiercely" for three hundred rounds.
Seeing Xiao Zhuzi interjecting, Hu Erniang pointed the finger at it again:
"You have the blood of a divine beast and you are willing to be someone else's spiritual pet. Have you lost your dignity as a great demon?"
Xiao Zhuzi was neither angry nor annoyed, but had a mocking look on his face:
"Have you ever taken the Fourth-Level Great Return Pill, or heard of the Ningling Pill? What do you know, a jungle bumpkin?"
"You..." Hu Erniang laughed angrily, her face twisted: "Huang Shiqiang, do it! As long as I, Hu Erniang, am here, let me see who dares to interfere. Aren't you afraid that all the mortals in this city will be massacred?"
Hu Erniang threatened everyone in the city, both inside and outside her words, and seemed to have caught Mu Nan's pulse.
The great demons in the realm of pill formation and the great cultivators in the realm of pill formation have extraordinary power in their spells, and it is indeed easy for them to affect mortals.
"Broken halberd sinks into the sand, hold on to the sun and moon tightly! Seal the power!"
Mu Nan had an idea and waved the measuring ruler lightly, and a golden light penetrated Zuo Qianhu's body.
"Zuo Qianhu, it should be okay to chop up two smelly fish and rotten shrimps."
Zuo Qianhu shivered and felt as if he had endless energy all over his body.
Although I don’t know why, I know what kind of magic the rooftop boy used.
He symbolically waved his saber twice, and said energetically: "Don't worry, young hero, I will make sure that the demonic path will never come back!"
He couldn't tell the details of Mu Nan, and he didn't know what the golden light he just penetrated was.
Hu Erniang had an angry look on her face, but she did not take action: "Little Taoist priest, you are asking for death!"
"How about we talk outside the city?"
Mu Nan naturally refused to fight against the great demon of the Core Formation Realm in the city, so he said irritatingly: "Do you dare?"
"snort!"
Hu Erniang snorted coldly and rushed out of the city.
Mu Nan winked at Xiao Zhuzi and followed closely.
Xiao Zhuzi understood, and suddenly ducked from the roof, biting the unaware ghost cultivator, and chased after him.
"you……"
