The city was in chaos at the moment, and no one cared that the blue sky had disappeared and the sun was coming again. This strange sect that suddenly broke in was like a demon, killing everyone they caught.
"You still want to run?!"
Zhang Feixuan chopped off the heads of several cultivators in front of him with a flying blood sickle. He raised his other hand forward, and the treasure pestle in his hand flew out with blood lines, binding the body of the person who was about to escape.
"I, Zhang Feixuan, am a vegetarian. If I let you run away, I would lose face."
He waved his folding fan and walked toward the man like he was strolling.
"You, please let me go, let me go, I didn't do anything, please spare my life!"
The man's face was so horrified that he turned pale, but his body was bound by blood threads and he couldn't kneel down at all.
The people stationed in this sect are quite weak. After Zhang Feixuan broke into this sect, all he found were third- and fourth-level Qi refiners.
At this level, judging from his current situation, he is no match for him at all.
"You didn't do anything? That's not true. I know you guys are from the Six Arts Sect, right?"
Zhang Feixuan smiled and said: "I can actually meet you here."
"Do you know our Six Arts Sect? Please let me go. Our Six Arts Sect is willing to compensate. You must know that the power of our Six Arts Sect is not only the Nanping Kingdom, this is just a small station." The disciple said hurriedly.
"I know, I know so well. Back then, you fought against me as a mortal. How could I not know?"
Zhang Feixuan bared his teeth: "We are the Golden Immortal Sect, do you know?"
"Golden Immortal Gate"
The disciple was stunned for a moment and then realized: "That is not the evil of Xumi Vein."
"right way!"
Zhang Fei
Six Arts Sect, when Zhang Feixuan was at the fourth level, he encountered this sect, and a conflict even broke out, and he almost died.
He was still abducting people for the sect at that time. He finally targeted a man whose family was ruined and couldn't survive. Before he could make a move, the disciples from the six arts sect arrived. Like him, Zhang Feixuan, the one who came at that time was a handsome man with a handsome face. A good young master who is no less generous than him.
There he promised the man that he would be fed, that he could have a home, and that he would take him to a safe place. What he said was almost exactly the same as Zhang Feixuan's, but the only difference was that Zhang Feixuan didn't want anything, while the man wanted that mortal at that time. The only remaining longevity lock is said to be that of his dead young son.
He was also discovered at that time and was almost beaten to death on the spot. At that time, Zhang Feixuan was so weak that he did not dare to touch such a righteous path and escaped with his life.
A few years later, he returned to his hometown and heard from people nearby that the mortal had committed suicide inexplicably and seemed to have gone crazy before his death.
Only later did he learn that these six arts were based on deception.
Yes, it's a lie.
Their Golden Immortal Sect really takes people away. Although it is not safe, for the sake of the quality of the human elixir, they must feed the people. They will definitely be able to eat for a few days before they die. They will be in a good mood and go on the road comfortably with fantasy. .
This is not the case with these six arts. They specialize in cheating. They can cheat on anything. It doesn't matter what they cheat on. The important thing is to cheat, as long as they can deceive mortals.
This is their way of practice, and the consequences are not important.
And this sect belongs to the righteous sect.
Time passed and he actually met Zhang Feixuan again.
Zhang Fei
"The right way destroys the evil way, it is natural and right, isn't it?"
He folded the fan together, laughed loudly, and walked outside.
Next!
Like Zhang Feixuan, all the people Song Yin brought this time are doing it.
"Die! Die to me!"
Wang Qi was holding an axe, with a group of ghost wolf spirits around him. As the wolves bit him, he cut a sect disciple in half with one axe, letting blood splash all over him.
The blood splashed onto his face, making his expression look ferocious.
He, Wang Qizheng, also knew this sect. He had been in contact with it before, but he didn't expect that he would have a chance to face it.
Now it is different from the past. Back then, he was pitifully weak, and his fighting power came from the beasts he killed. His skills were very useless. But now he has complete skills, magic weapons, and powerful small magical powers. It is easy to kill some Qi refiners who are weaker than him. .
Among the sects in this city, except for the voiceless and silent sect which has some high-end combat capabilities, the rest are all in the third, fourth and fifth levels, so there is nothing to worry about.
The righteous path is stronger than the evil path. Firstly, the methods are different. Secondly, the evil path eats people and drains the lake. The righteous path has a steady stream of offerings for cultivation. In terms of magic and supernatural powers, the righteous path has a deeper foundation than the evil path.
Isn't it that the Armored Sect, whose veins are like thunder in Xumi, has been hiding in the mountains for so long, because it is afraid of being encircled and suppressed by the righteous way?
Wang Qizheng has always thought so, so he kills without mercy or scruple.
Because he is the right way!
These sects are evil!
It is absolutely true that the right path is stronger than the evil path!
"Bah! Evil way!"
Wang Qizheng chopped the last disciple in half, spat disdainfully at the corpse, and carried the ax to find the next sect.
He didn't know whether these sects were strong or not, but they would be fine if they weren't as strong as him.
Of course, there must be some who are strong and some who they cannot beat.
But it does not matter.
Isn’t there Sun Jiu Monument here?
"what are you!"
An eighth-level Qi Refiner struck hard at Sun Jiubei, which shattered one part of the silver armor and hit his body, and then...
"I am the Nine Monuments of the Golden Immortal Sect!"
boom!
Sun Jiubei punched him, shattering his head, and then punched him again, shattering half of his body.
He didn't let go of the lower body, and punched again, completely smashing it into pieces.
"Senior Brother once said that you should be merciless when dealing with evil ways. If you can destroy the whole corpse, you won't leave half of it. You won't leave any evil behind."
Sun Jiubei clenched his fists, and the spiritual eyes in his eyebrows shone brightly, shining everywhere in the city.
"Found it, evil way!"
He stepped on the silver cloud and flew straight over like a silver lightning.
…
There seems to be nothing in the circular palace, just like a circular rooftop, except that it is still empty.
But the breath is unmistakable.
Song Yin fell from the sky, and as soon as he landed, he felt his eyes blurred, and the daytime scene suddenly changed, turning into a star-studded night.
The open space in front has also turned into an extremely huge bed with a gauze curtain.
There seems to be another figure inside the gauze tent, facing sideways, outlining a graceful figure.
It seems to be a woman.
Song Yin frowned slightly, "Song Yin of the Golden Immortal Sect has come to pay his respects. Let me ask you if you are the king of Nanping?!"
The woman's figure remained motionless, as if she didn't hear anything, and her body rose and fell slowly, seemingly asleep.
But in the night sky filled with stars, a quarter moon appeared inexplicably.
(End of chapter)
