wicked immortal

Amid wild cheers, the woman was thrown into the copper tripod, and then the dry firewood under the tripod was ignited, and the blazing flames surrounded the huge tripod.

"Why is this happening!"

"Why is this happening!"

"...Let's go, Zhao Yuan, let's go..."

Qiqi's face was pale, and she pulled Zhao Yuan back again and again, muttering to herself.

"She won't die." Zhao Yuan whispered in his ear.

"Ah...why?" Qiqi was taken aback.

"The copper tripod is a little strange, it can't conduct heat."

Zhao Yuan's "quiet" state spread like a circle of ripples, and soon enveloped the stone platform.

Zhao Yuan found out purely by accident that he hoped that Monk Tianxin would capture the woman's soul and ask him clearly, but Monk Tianxin didn't feel the breath of dying, which made Zhao Yuan very strange, so he checked by the way, but it was It was found that the copper tripod was a little weird, and the woman who threw herself into the tripod didn't feel any pain at all.

"Won't those people kill her?" Qiqi said in surprise.

"Not necessarily, many times, living is more painful than dying." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Can you save that woman?" Qiqi begged.

"Disaster."

Zhao Yuan stared at the envoys in black robes on the stone platform, shook his head with a stern expression.

Although Zhao Yuan has never been in contact with those envoys from the temple, he can feel the power contained in their bodies, especially the envoy with the golden belt, which has an extremely primitive and wild power, full of a desire to destroy everything Tyranny.

Although Zhao Yuan said that the woman would not die, in Qiqi's eyes, it was still a tragic scene, she couldn't stand it, and urged Zhao Yuan to leave in a hurry.

Just as he was leaving, Zhao Yuan saw another direction, Chen Mang looked at the high platform with a blank face, behind Chen Mang, followed dozens of tough men, their faces were full of The color of grief and indignation.

In fact, among the onlookers, although most of them looked fanatical, there were also quite a few people with angry expressions.

After leaving the square, Zhao Yuan searched around the streets again, and searched all the places Wan Linger liked to go, but did not see her and Chen Dao.

"Maybe they have gone home, let's go home." Qiqi was a little lost when she witnessed the copper cauldron cooking a living person.

"Well, go home."

"Well, let's go home."

Just when the two were about to go home, suddenly there was a commotion on the street, and people looked up to the sky with panicked expressions on their faces.

Zhao Yuan looked up to the sky, and saw Wan Ling'er flying with Chen Dao flying with his sword in the sky.

Wan Ling'er's sword flying skills are getting more and more proficient, and her control of spiritual energy has also improved to a higher level. She is flying in the sky with Chen Dao, looking relaxed.

After crossing the high city wall, Wan Ling'er was hanging in the air. She didn't find Zhao Yuan in the crowd, but led Chen Dao and flew towards the temple, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Yuan found that in Chen Dao's hands, he was carrying a large number of corpse demon heads, and those heads were still dripping with blood. Obviously, it was Wan Ling'er who took Chen Dao out of the city to hunt and kill corpse demons.

Looking at the panic-stricken residents of New Moon City, Zhao Yuan somehow felt something was wrong.

At noon, everyone went home.

The atmosphere in the living room was particularly depressing.

Chen Mang looked at Chen Dao with a gloomy face, while Zhao Yuan frowned at Wan Ling'er who was triumphant.

Just as Zhao Yuan guessed, Wan Ling'er took Chen Dao out of the city to hunt down the corpse demon.

Chen Dao hunted and killed five corpse demons. He brought the corpse demon's head to the temple, and won the honorary title of junior warrior as he wished. On his chest, he wore a golden shield badge.

"The relationship is not bad!" Wan Ling'er glanced at Qiqi who was holding Zhao Yuan's arm, and said sarcastically.

"Why do you want to fly with the sword in public?" Zhao Yuan shook Qiqi's arm, but Qiqi hugged Zhao Yuan's arm even more tightly.

"The gate of New Moon City has been closed, how can I go out to hunt and kill corpses without flying with the sword?" Wan Ling'er said disapprovingly.

"Do you know that it's dangerous for you to reveal your identity like this?" Zhao Yuan looked serious.

"Hmph! Let me think about it, who can do something to me!" Wan Ling'er sneered.

"But……"

"Zhao Yuan, you and I are absolutely boundless, I can do whatever I want, I don't need you to tell me! Besides, I, Wan Ling'er, have the ability to protect myself, and I won't need others to protect me like those two trash." Ling'er snorted coldly.

"Ling'er, we can't fight alone now, we have to work together to go back, otherwise, we will be trapped in this magic core... this New Moon City for the rest of our lives." Zhao Yuan glanced at Chen Mang.

"Run away!" Chen Mang, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly.

"Escape! Why do you want to escape?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback.

"You are a witch, and your identity has been exposed to the public. If you don't want to be burned alive, you should leave New Moon City as soon as possible." Chen Mang paused every word.

"Me! You say I'm a witch?" Wan Ling'er looked puzzled.

"Yes, in this New Moon City, no one can save you. You have the ability to fly. It's still too late to escape now. Wait a little longer, and you won't be able to leave even if you want to." Chen Mang sighed.

"Hahaha... I am a witch, and my Wan Linger is actually a witch. Well, I am a witch, who can do anything to me! Also, if the people in the temple wanted to arrest me, why didn't they arrest me then? "Wan Ling'er giggled.

"There are two possibilities. The first one is that when you went to the temple, the envoys of the temple didn't know that you had the ability to fly. The other possibility is that they wanted to see if you have any accomplices..." Xi said.

"Bah"

Before Chen Mang could finish his sentence, there was a muffled sound outside, and then, the two wooden doors in the courtyard of Chen Mang's house were smashed to pieces by a surge of force, and four black-robed angels stood silently at the door , In their hands, they all held a long sword, and the long sword shone with a palpitating coldness under the sun.

Zhao Yuan and Chen Mang looked at each other and smiled wryly.

"Who are they?" Wan Linger stared at Zhao Yuan with her beautiful eyes.

"The black-robed envoy of Xuantian Temple came to arrest you, a wizard." Zhao Yuan stood up with a wry smile, and said to Aunt Six and Aunt Nine: "Clean up quickly, we will leave later."

"Yes."

Aunt Six and Aunt Nine glanced at each other, realizing the seriousness of the situation, they immediately stood up and started packing some clothes.At this time, Chen Mang also stood up and went to his room to pack his bags.

"Are we leaving?" Wan Ling'er was still in the fog.

"I can't stay here anymore."

Zhao Yuan picked up the long knife placed in the corner and strode out of the courtyard.

"We are here to arrest wizards, and people who have nothing to do with it stay aside." The cold voice of a black-robed god envoy was filled with a kind of supreme authority.

"kill!"

Zhao Yuan knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so in the spirit of striking first, he suddenly shouted, urging the "force" realm, and the black-backed long knife slashed out without any warning, and the howling wind was mixed with wild power Sweeping towards the leading black-robed envoy...

What Zhao Yuan is best at is sneak attack.

Back when Zhao Yuan was not a cultivator, he was able to kill a cultivator who could fly with a sword by virtue of his intelligence, but now, Zhao Yuan is no longer what it used to be, and his power is even more powerful when he suddenly explodes and hurts people. Very ferocious.

The black-backed long knife is the weapon of the black-faced god, the main killer, under the urging of the "war" and "strength" realms, the murderous aura erupted is thrilling.

Before the black-robed emissary could react, the blade of the black-backed long knife cut his body into two with a scream...

……

The other three black-robed emissaries were stunned.

Neither the black-robed envoy who was killed nor the three living black-robed envoys thought that Zhao Yuan would violently injure others, because in New Moon City, the black-robed envoy has an extremely respected status, and almost no one would violate it. Against them, although they were ordered to arrest the wizard, they never thought that the other party would sneak up and kill him without warning.

Zhao Yuanhao, who opened the killing ring, did not procrastinate. In order to make a quick decision, his "speed" state had been activated to the peak state. After beheading a black-robed envoy, the long knife in his hand did not stop at all. With the remaining power, he cut across, The three stunned emissaries in black robes felt a chill in their waists, and then their upper bodies fell off slowly. At this time, they all opened their mouths wide, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

A gust of cold wind swept past, blowing away the four black-robed messengers who were spirits of death.

In Zhao Yuan's Lingtai world, Monk Tianxin had a sinister smile on his face...

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