At this time, Liu Zhengyang finally broke the gloomy array.

Just as he appeared, there was a strong wind around him.

Turning back and holding the strong wind in his hand, Liu Zhengyang couldn't help narrowing his eyes and looked at the man who attacked behind him.

"Director Liu is really strong enough. Unexpectedly, this Senluo array can't trap you!"

The other party smiled.

Obviously, he was also very clear in his heart that this level of array would not let Liu Zhengyang fall here, but even Liu Zhengyang could not be trapped, which surprised him somewhat.

"Die!"

Liu Zhengyang didn't talk nonsense with him. When his fingers moved, the grass under each other's feet exploded, and the slender and tough vines directly wound around it.

But what Liu Zhengyang didn't expect was that the vines directly penetrated the other party's body. Obviously, the other party was not here at all, but a mass of magic gas controlled remotely.

"Liu Zhizhang, we will meet again! Hahaha!"

The man sneered, and then exploded directly.

Liu Zhengyang snorted coldly.

Although the cultivation methods of demon cultivation are extremely cruel, and some methods are even against human ethics, some methods of demon cultivation are still very useful, and their strange characteristics are often a headache.

Unless there is a special way to restrain them, it is really difficult to destroy the demon cultivation.

At this time, the riots did not just take place in Xilin city.

But there were countless magic friars in the whole Xilin. They slaughtered the people of Xilin wantonly, and then put red cloth on them.

But their focus was on Xilin city. Compared with Xilin City, the riots in other places were not so obvious, but they were soon controlled.

Fortunately, this crazy scene did not last long.

Mo Fengtian here was just trapped by Qin Changlao. Suddenly, a dark face appeared in the sky: "the plan failed, retreat!"

Then the ghost face burst again.

"You're lucky! Hum!"

Old Qin Leng snorted and left without nostalgia.

Liu Zhen showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth: "don't take charge, we will meet again!"

The evil friars retreated like a tide, but the suffering they left to Xilin has just begun.

Those who had been slaughtered survived one after another.

Their eyes were empty, and their pupils showed a strange red. They suddenly roared at people, and then jumped on their former relatives and friends like wild animals.

If you stand behind them, you can find that the red cloth on your back has turned into faces.

Screams came and went, and there was a panic in Xilin city.

Mo Fengtian looked at the scene in front of him, and then the strength of the Taoist king was completely aroused. The whole man angrily rushed to the Red Army and tore them directly.

"What are you doing? Your relatives are dead! Do you want to take your own life!"

Mo Fengtian looked angry, and then the Red Army that was about to pounce on him was not killed.

The rich blood gas spread across the whole cylinder again.

When Liu Zhengyang came back, he always felt something wrong looking at the bloody Xilin city. His eyebrows wrinkled tightly and looked around coldly.

The evil cult will not retreat so easily. They go so simply, and these red soldiers are very strange.

There must be a big conspiracy in it!

Especially the lingering blood gas always gave him a feeling of panic.