Chapter 1184： The storm is coming (not today)

The county government office has been turned into a pile of ruins, and there is no one alive. Liu Xian and his wife fell in a pool of blood. They have fist-sized blood holes in their chests, and their faces are full of incredible colors.

Except for them, all the wealthy businessmen who entered the county government office to escape were killed.

A black-robed man and Sun Cui'er were standing among the ruins, and Sun Cui'er was holding two **** hearts in her hands.

"To kill my ghost pet so quickly, courting death."

The black-robed man was instantly furious, his face full of killing intent.

"You are so courageous, you dare to rush into the state city to commit murder. It is you who are courting death."

An indifferent male voice suddenly sounded.

There was a ripple in the void, and a white-robed old man with a clean face appeared high in the sky, his expression was indifferent.

"Senior Lin, you can count it."

When Wang Tianwen saw the white-robed old man, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The black-robed man and Sun Cui'er were shocked, and they flew away in different directions.

The silver jade pen in Wang Tianwen's hand shone brightly, and he waved towards the black-robed man in the air, and a silver blade of light tens of meters long flew out.

The man in black robe shook his sleeve, and a black ghost claw several feet in size suddenly flew out, facing the silver blade of light.

Boom!

The black ghost claws shattered the silver blade of light, and the black-robed man soared up in a flash.

"I still want to leave, is being an old man made of paper?"

The white-robed old man said coldly, the broad Xiu jogged, and a red light and a golden light flew out towards the black-robed man and Sun Cui'er respectively.

The sky above the black-robed man’s head fluctuated together, and a large red net appeared out of nowhere, covering the black-robed man and tying him inside. A golden light lit up on Sun Cui’er’s head, and a small golden tower appeared. , spraying out a golden glow, covering Sun Cui'er, and dragging her into the golden tower.

The white-robed old man flickered and suddenly appeared in front of the black-robed man.

The black-robed man was horrified to find that he couldn't use the slightest mana. The white-robed old man pressed his right hand on the black-robed man's forehead, and a dazzling white light shone from his palm.

Soul Search!

The black-robed man's face was distorted, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

With a sound of "puchi", a black flame emerged out of thin air, burning the black-robed man to ashes.

"Prohibition!"

The white-robed old man frowned, his figure swayed, and he flew into the small golden tower.

Wang Tianwen manipulated magic weapons to kill those low-level ghosts.

Most of the Hongcheng was destroyed. There were tens of thousands of people who died at the hands of ghosts. Most of the wealthy businessmen and gentry were killed and injured. The entire Hongcheng became a purgatory on earth.

Not long after, the white-robed old man flew out of the small golden tower.

"Senior Lin, how is it? What the **** is going on here?"

Wang Tianwen asked cautiously, if he stayed at the governor's yamen, he might not be able to escape the disaster.

"This ghost was artificially raised. In recent years, many low-level monks have disappeared inexplicably. I thought they had left the Dayan Dynasty, but they were all taken away by evil cultivators and used to feed this ghost. .She died of grievances, her suffocating aura was sky-high, and she had exercises, so it was more convenient to cultivate into a ghost."

The white-robed old man said slowly, the Central Plains Xiu Xianjie is the center of the Dongli Realm, there are many business trips, the business is prosperous, and a large number of monks go to the Central Plains Xiu Xianjie to do business.

If it weren't for the inexplicable disappearance of the disciples of several major forces, Wanxian Si would not have discovered that a large number of low-level monks were missing.

There are as many as five or six hundred low-level monks who died at the hands of Sun Cui'er alone, and there are tens of thousands of mortals. It is no wonder that she can be promoted to the ghost king in a short period of time. Of course, in addition to a large number of monks and mortals, she also has ghosts. Dao Gongfa, can cultivate to the ghost king.

If it wasn't for this, she would not be able to become a ghost king at all.

Donglijie is the general term for this interface, Donglijie is only a low-level interface, and there are more advanced interfaces.

Wang Tianwen suddenly realized that he felt strange at first, how could a ghost king suddenly appear in the stage of forming an elixir.

"Wang Xiaoyou, you immediately bring someone to clear up the other ghosts, and the old man will send a group of reinforcements right away."

"Yes, Senior Lin."

Wang Tianwen agreed and brought a team of cultivators to clear the remaining ghosts.

These ghosts are not high-level, the better is the number of them.

Three days later, Wang Tianwen returned to the government office, and Wanxian Division sent a Yuanying cultivator, five cultivators of Pill Formation, and hundreds of cultivators of Foundation Establishment.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Qin, why are you here? Aren't you sitting in Chaozhou?"

Wang Tianwen looked at a Confucian scholar in green shirt with a clean face, and said in surprise.

Qingshan scholar surnamed Qin Mingqian, a friend of Wang Tianwen.

Chaozhou is five or six million miles away from Quanzhou, and in three days, it is impossible to catch up.

After some conversations, Wang Tianwen learned that there were demonic cultivators in chaos in several states and counties, and the imperial court sent a large number of cultivators to investigate.

"What's going on, there are demonic cultivators in chaos in many states and counties? This is too strange!"

Wang Tianwen wondered, Sun Cui'er was a ghost carefully cultivated by a high-level cultivator. Ghosts have harmed a large number of mortals. What benefits can the cultivators get?

To provoke the royal family? Or to provoke the royal family? Or is something wrong with the Dayan Dynasty?

"I don't know either. The above probably knows the inside story. By the way, Daoyou Wang, I have met your seventh uncle. There are no virtuous people under the reputation. The ancients honestly did not deceive me."

Qin Qian said with a smile.

"Oh, you met Uncle Qi? He went to Chaozhou? When did this happen?"

Wang Tianwen asked curiously.

"Three months ago, there was a third-order monster in Chaozhou's Heilongtan, causing chaos and mutilating the people. We were ordered to rush to Heilongtan, but as soon as we arrived at Heilongtan, we saw that your seventh uncle killed the monster and took the lead. My fellow Daoist Yang competed with you and your seventh uncle, and you lost to your seventh uncle in three moves."

Qin Qian said at the end with a look of admiration on his face.

Wang Qingshan has traveled in the Dayan Dynasty in these years, and defeated many young heroes. Wang Qingshan's name and portrait are widely known.

"Three months ago? If you count the time, Uncle Qi may pass through Quanzhou. It would be great if you could meet Uncle Qi I haven't seen his old man for a long time."

Wang Tianwen said excitedly, the more famous Wang Qingshan was in the Dayan Dynasty, the more convenient it would be for Wang Tianwen to work in Wanxiansi.

There are many children of powerful forces within Wanxiansi, and the Dayan Dynasty will not let them contact the core, and hire immortal cultivators to do things with cultivating resources.

Settling down in the South China Sea Xiu Xianjie, if you want to have a piece of land to develop, you must rent the island of the big power and act as a thug for the big power. The rent is not expensive, and it is easy to get involved in the war, die and disappear, and develop in the Central Plains Xiu Xianjie , Most of the foreign monks joined the Wanxian Division, or worshipped under the gates of princes and nobles as offerings.

No matter which one, whoever dares to harm the interests of the local forces will be retaliated by the local forces.

Therefore, Wang Tianwen was born in the royal family, and the Dayan royal family continued to let him serve in the Wanxian Division, and did not drive him away.

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that the Miao family in Lanyun Prefecture held a Feixian Conference and invited high-level monks to participate. Your Seventh Uncle will probably go to the Feixian Conference."

"Miao family? Do you mean the Miao family who are good at talisman?"

Wang Tianwen asked curiously.

"Is there a second Miao family in Yunlan Prefecture? I heard that the Miao family has a handsome man named Miao Jiale. This Feixian Conference is probably organized for him by the Miao family. If your seventh uncle goes, I will see Miao. The family's abacus is going to fail."

Qin Qian said with a smile, big forces hold large-scale celebrations, either to introduce their outstanding juniors to other forces, or to announce important events, the former has a higher chance.