Kuang Weiping, who was screaming piercingly, was startled and stopped his painful expression. With cold eyes, he looked at Wang Zijia with cold eyes without any emotion.
Name: Kuang Weiping
Spiritual Root: Middle Grade Demonic Spiritual Root (Magic Transformation)
Cultivation: Getting started the day after tomorrow
Skill: Three years (3/100)
Skills: Basic Yuelin Sword
Available value: 23945 (magic influence)
Demon Spirit Root: It is transformed from the ordinary golden spirit root. It can absorb pollution to a certain extent and is extremely resistant to various demonic pollutions. But at the same time, it is also very easy to influence one's character, either becoming a peerless demon or a demon-killing madman.
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Looking at the other party's message, Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows. While the mind's magic method successfully prevented the other party from becoming a demon, by chance, he actually created a special physique.
In addition to spiritual roots, mortals actually have tens of thousands of values!
It is equivalent to possessing the potential of a peak boy overnight, but the pain this power brings...
In the midst of his thoughts, Wang Zijia raised his hand to dispel the opponent's mind spell, removed his absolute calm state and said:
"I'll give you two choices, either I'll kill you to end your current pain and free you, or I'll give you a chance for revenge."
Even after losing the blessing of the Supreme Purity Law, Kuang Weiping still looked at Wang Zijia with an indifferent expression, without any joy at being rescued.
Hearing Wang Zijia's words, his expression fluctuated and he said in a hoarse voice: "Revenge?"
"This is a man-made disaster, a disaster caused by the rise of disciples of the Demon Sect's Bone Soul Temple!" Wang Zijia said calmly.
"Please give me a gift from the gods!" Kuang Weiping immediately woke up and suddenly knelt down to Wang Zijia, kowtowing continuously.
Wang Zijia shook his head and waved his hand to stop him from continuing.
He threw a paper man clone into his Chaos Consciousness Sea and punched in a shadow talisman. However, he only activated the contribution mechanism and said to him indifferently:
"I have given you the opportunity to reach heaven, but you need to find the path to practice by yourself. How far you go is up to you."
"Of course, if you end up going astray, taking the devil's path and helping others do evil, then this opportunity will become your last talisman."
After saying this, Wang Zijia ignored him and floated up.
In the final analysis, it was just because of the other person's experience that he was a little touched by Wang Zijia, so he did it casually!
Kuang Weiping looked at Wang Zijia leaving blankly, feeling the list suddenly appear in his mind, as well as the information that obtaining pollution and treasures can make contributions and improve one's cultivation, his eyes gradually became firm.
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"Father, shall we continue moving forward?" Chu Ziyu asked on the jade shuttle over the city.
Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "This is the third catastrophic city we encountered in the Chengde Dynasty. The style is the same. The city is trapped in the city to support the evil in order to refine the human elixir."
"A real-life demon must have sneaked in. If we don't deal with it, when the sect's support arrives, most of this country will be destroyed."
"Then what should we do now? Search nationwide?" Chu Ziyu asked.
"Go to the capital!" Wang Zijia ordered.
Hearing this, Chu Ziyu stopped talking and turned around, heading towards the capital of this dynasty.
Along the way, Wang Zijia encountered many catastrophic cities, and felt a little heavy.
After ten days of traveling, Wang Zijia clearly felt the response from the Demon Sect.
The dynasties in various places began to be in turmoil, which was obviously the Bone Soul Guan's initial response to the previous events.
This is just to mobilize its lurking personnel, as well as the heretics and evil heretics under its banner.
Once the formal forces of both sides begin to contact each other and lose their scruples and bottom line, the situation will only get worse.
No matter how well the sect takes precautions, if the Guanhun Guan is determined to adopt the current man-made disaster method, the situation in the entire northern part of Wanyu Sect and the numerous dynasties will definitely be extremely corrupt.
Standard demonic disasters are everywhere, until all lives are devastated!
After all, most demon monks can contaminate their hands, do it without any scruples, and without any lower limit. The harm is really difficult to control.
It is even harder to prevent than the covering bombing in the previous life!
well!
In which world's war, to the end, only the people at the bottom will suffer!
Ordinary people will not win, only lose!
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Chengde Dynasty, Imperial Capital, Qintian Supervisor Headquarters.
His emperor, Emperor Lin De, was led by Qin Tian Jianzheng, and came to the door in person. He came to the Immortal Spirit Hall with an anxious face, and asked the three guarding immortals:
"Three Immortals, someone came to report just now that four cities have lost contact. What should we do?"
There are three people sitting in the Fairy Hall, two men and one woman. The men all have old faces and white beards and hair. Although they have ordinary looks, they have a good temperament, and they have the air of a Taoist with some fairy spirit.
The woman is like a widow in her thirties or forties, her charm is still there and she is mature. There is a different kind of charm all over the body.
The three of them frowned when they heard the emperor's question.
The three of them were the guarding disciples of this dynasty. The leader, Dong Chengye, was the pinnacle wine cultivator of Wanyu Sect. He was old, had no hope of breakthrough, and was not doing well in the sect, so he simply chose to be sent abroad.
There are two people left. The woman Nie Xianyu is a guarding elder sent by the largest local sect in this dynasty. She has cultivated in the late stage of wine worship.
The man Shangguan Qijiang is a disciple of the first-class affiliated sect of Wanyu Sect, and is the top sect of several surrounding dynasties.
Many dynasties under the Wanyuzong were guarded in this way.
The disciples of Wanyu Sect are the main ones, supplemented by local forces.
Of course, the premise is that there must be Wanyu Sect disciples sent here.
"Junior brother Shangguan, can your sect dispatch a real uncle first?" Dong Chengye, the leader of Wanyu disciples, looked at Shangguan Qijiang and said:
"This demonic disaster is most likely caused by the Demonic Sect Master. With just a few of us, trying to find out this Demonic Demonic Master is nothing short of wishful thinking!"
Shangguan Qijiang of the affiliated sect immediately shook his head and said: "I sent a message to the sect again this morning, and the senior uncles couldn't get away at all!"
Nie Xianyu from the local sect looked at Dong Chengye and said, "Senior brother, hasn't the real person from Wanyu Sect arrived yet?"
"It can't be that fast. Not to mention that the sect has been extremely busy these days. Even in normal times, it would take more than ten days to arrive. We only reported it in three days." Dong Chengye replied.
"Then what should we do now? If this continues, this dynasty will have to be abolished, and then our duty of guarding will be over..." Shangguan Qijiang said with a frown.
While the three were discussing, the emperor looked anxiously on the side, but couldn't say anything.
"Local guarding disciples, come and see us quickly!"
When the three of them were at a loss what to do, an indifferent sound suddenly fell from the sky and spread throughout the entire palace.
The sound is not loud, but it is deafening.
"Um?"
"This is?"
"Is support arriving?"
The three of them were all stunned. As they looked at each other, they stepped out of the attic and looked into the distance.
At a glance, he saw that there was a blood-colored jade shuttle in the core hall of the Imperial Palace, with two immortal figures standing on it.
Before the three of them could make a move, the people on the jade shuttle also noticed them.
The bloody light flashed, and in the next moment, it came to their heads.
"Are you here to guard the disciples?" Wang Zijia floated down from the jade shuttle in the image of an old demon boy, suspended in front of everyone, and asked as he looked at the three of them.
Chu Ziyu transformed into a young man and followed Wang Zijia like a servant.
In order to be simple and straightforward, the divine wheel of light loomed behind Wang Zijia, and his overwhelming momentum made several people tremble.
'God...God Lord? ! ! ! '
The three of them felt the pressure of Wang Zijia's divine king, and they all froze on the spot.
"What are you asking, father?" Chu Ziyu frowned slightly and looked at the three of them. His eyes finally fell on Dong Chengye and said, "Are you the guarding disciple of Wanyu Sect?"
Only then did the three of them wake up, and knelt down in fear, saying: "Disciple Dong Chengye, I didn't know that the Lord God was coming in person, and I missed you from a distance. Please forgive me!"
"The junior Shangguan Qijiang (Nie Xianyu), see the senior."
At this moment, the emperor also followed him out. When he saw this, he saluted with the same surprise: "I have seen this divine king!"
Wang Zijia nodded indifferently, regardless of etiquette, and went straight to the topic: "I happened to be passing by, tell me about the situation here!"
After the three people stood up, they looked at each other and Dong Chengye said: "Returning to Shenjun, five days ago, a disciple came to report that there was a sudden loss of contact with a city."
"After the disciples went there in person, they found that the city was blocked by the formation. After the disciples spent half a day trying to break through, what they saw was the ruins of a dead city with not a single living thing."
"The resentment in the city has been lingering for a long time, and the pollution is extremely strong. It is suspected that the evil spirit refined people into elixirs and opened altars for sacrifices."
"Then we received reports one after another. In just five days, more than 30 cities had fallen, and seven or eight of them had been emptied."
Wang Zijia frowned when he heard this and said, "In other words, let alone finding clues now, you are not even sure whether it was a man-made disaster?"
Dong Chengye was careful and said in fear: "That's why I waited three days before reporting it."
Wang Zijia frowned and did not hold him responsible. He also learned about the dead city and others for a while, but it turned out that the others didn't know as much as he did.
"Please point out the locations of several cities that were hit by the disaster." Wang Zijia flipped his hand, and a fully virtual map appeared.
Several people immediately stepped forward and started sketching.
For a moment, in the dull eyes of everyone, they saw identical Wang Zijia rushing out of his body, turning into streams of light, and flying towards the sky.
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The northern part of the imperial capital and the northern acropolis.
An old man with a hunchback, a lame young man with a donkey face, and a short, fat woman with a pockmarked face were sitting at the edge of an attic, admiring the scene of people coming and going on the street.
The hunchbacked old man has an old and ugly face, with only a few sparse hair left, and a mouth full of yellow teeth, all ugly.
There is a skull crutch beside him, his back is hunched, and there is a huge bulge under his clothes, as if there is another head.
The lame and donkey-faced young man, on the other hand, has an impressive appearance, and is a perfect match for the woman who is only 1.5 meters tall, 1.23 meters wide, weighs an estimated 200, and has a pockmarked face.
(End of chapter)
