"You are all the heroes of the human race, why are you willing to retire?"

Duan Yu looked around and said, "Now the center of Beitie City is paralyzed, and a kind and righteous new city lord will be selected. With your assistance, you will clear the accumulated problems of thousands of miles!"

"hehe……"

The group of people sneered, and the old lady who was asking just now said, "Although you have a high level of cultivation, I admire you, but I want me to work hard for you?"

She shook her head, but the meaning revealed in her expression was very clear - no way!

Old Man Han coughed: "You want to be the lord of Beitie City. We have no objection, but we are either unbearable or have hidden diseases. We are really unbearable. The lord's good intentions are so good, but..."

Duan Yu interrupted in surprise: "Who said I want to be the city lord?"

"Not you?"

Old Man Han was startled and immediately became so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "You have made such a big mess, and now you pat your butt and say you want to leave... Where are the people in this city, and there are many villages outside?"

"It's better to keep it true than this!" A faint voice came from the crowd.

"Who? Who dares to say this?" Duan Yu glared, his eyes like lightning, locking on a skinny old man: "You speak for an alien? You must be a traitor! You will be killed without mercy!"

While speaking, his figure moved, like wind and thunder, and came to the old man and took a big snatch.

"Ah! I'll support the divine art!"

The old man looked thin and small, but in fact he was thrust, and a sound of fried beans all over his body was roaring. His blood rushed, and his tendons and bones were pulled out, turning into a small giant. He raised his hands and wanted to hold Duan Yu's palm!

This old man is a master of foreign skills and has even reached a certain level of transformation!

"Kneel down!"

A light flashed in Duan Yu's eyes and she shouted coldly.

In this old man, he not only saw the powerful power of qi and blood, but also had a rich dark color, representing the pollution of Huangtian and making people scattered.

At this moment, the power of Xuantian was mixed with the shouts.

Boom!

How terrifying are the sky in a world?

The old man suddenly felt a terrifying mental impact, his muscles and bones were loose, and he just relaxed his knees. He said he would kneel down.

But Duan Yu's palms were still expelled, and his hands, which were blocked, fell on the cover of the human and heavenly spirit.

puff!

The old man fell down with bloody orifices, and his skin became dry as if he was deflated.

With just a simple blow, I killed a secluded master!

"Who else...is not convinced?"

Duan Yu's eyebrows were cold and cold.

He even looked down on these people.

If you live in seclusion, you can live in seclusion. What kind of presence does it show? If you really think you are a human race, you will be open to the Internet?

If I had this passionate feeling, wouldn’t it be even better whether it was killing ghosts like Ye Qiuhan or fighting with Bei Luokong to the end?

"Although the giant spirit hand Xiao Shisan has a bad mouth, he will not die of sin!" Old man Han sighed helplessly when he saw this scene.

"Do you think...I'm just trying to establish my authority for murder? Look!"

Duan Yu took a steel sword and slashed it casually.

Squirt!

A sword energy fell, splitting the old man's head in half.

No matter how this magical power is, Old Man Han and the old lady came forward and took a closer look, and couldn't help but take a breath: "It turns out..."

In the white brain, there were actually a large number of fine black bugs, struggling and wriggling quickly.

"Xiao Shisan... is no longer a human!"

The old lady's face was extremely difficult to see: "Old body should have seen it long ago... When Old Man Xiao was young, he was a famous martial arts master in all directions. He even broke through the limits of foreign families and entered the Tao with martial arts... Unfortunately, he was injured early and fought with ghosts and monsters all year round. The evil spirits entered his body. The old woman couldn't bear to die young, so she specially passed on his Taoist Dharma. Unexpectedly, it was still too late..."

"Tao Method?" Duan Yu curled his lips and suddenly asked, "What?"

"The Yangyuan Heart Sutra, and the Huangting Sutra, the former strengthens the foundation and cultivates the Yuan, and the latter cultivates the mind and eliminates disasters and solves problems. What?" The old woman answered subconsciously and looked at Duan Yu blankly.

"nothing……"

Duan Yu breathed out loud: "I just feel that he died in a bad way!"

If a human master is firm in his will, he will not be so easily transformed.

Xiao Shisan was originally just old and weak, and was injured and wanted to take good care of his old age, but the old lady passed on his Huangting Sutra, which was a way to die.

The "Huangting Sutra" truly passed down by the ancestors of this world is naturally fine. If you recite it for a long time, you can eliminate disasters and relieve your inner demons.

But the key is that what is circulating outside is all the "demonic revisions" like Ye Qiuhan!

Every time I chant a mantra, I actively contact the pollution and attract nearby evil things.

It’s not easy for Xiao Shisan to survive until now, and he still looks like a normal person.

"Are you saying that I, Yinhua Po, intentionally harming people?" The old lady was furious.

"It's not intentional... I'm afraid you can only understand the specific matter after a ceremony..." Duan Yu smiled inexplicably and called out: "Ye Qiuhan!"

"Lord, I'm here!"

Ye Qiuhan, who had already escaped, saw that there was no danger, so he naturally came back happily and walked forward very hard.

"This is the new city lord of Beitie City. What do you think?"

Duan Yu looked around and asked coldly.

There was unspeakable silence present.

Old Man Han looked at Xiao Shisan who turned into a corpse on the ground, and Mingzhi chose to shut up.

Isn’t it because I am seeking death when opposing at this time?

"Ah? City Lord? Me?" Ye Qiuhan pointed to his nose, his face full of surprise.

God is pitiful to see that he has no confidence at all, so he can manage a city well.

"Don't worry, being a city lord is very simple, and they will cooperate with you!" Duan Yu pointed at the circle of random cultivators around him: "You only need to open the warehouse and release grain, and try to concentrate the people from the surrounding villages!"

"Doing this will only cause this human race of thousands of miles to face a catastrophe, right?" Old Man Han finally couldn't bear it and said, "Even if the old man helps you, the food in this city will only be enough for one city to eat for a year. If the people are summoned, it may only be half a year!"

"Six months, that's fine!"

Duan Yu smiled: "It's enough to solve the problem."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Yinhua Po was almost crazy, and other casual cultivators also looked at Duan Yu in horror.

I think that although this person has a high level of cultivation, it is too scary to think about it and do it one by one.

‘Can’t it be… Such a tremendous master is actually crazy?’

Many people silently turned their thoughts in their hearts, thinking that it was really possible.

The helplessness in this world is that most masters are crazy. The stronger the ones, the more obvious the trend.

"It's true... I know, I can't explain it clearly!" Duan Yu sighed and looked at Ye Qiuhan.

This kid has experienced the enlightenment of the power of Xuantian before, and not only has he been polluted, but some concepts have also been modified.

When I heard Duan Yu's words, I recalled it and was immediately filled with horror: "What the Lord means is... the Huangting Sutra... is not... it is simply a Demon Sutra! There is a problem! There is a huge problem!"

Without the yellow sky covering consciousness, Ye Qiuhan felt that his heart was about to fall into the abyss, and his back was sweating coldly.

He finally realized how wrong the Huangting Sutra taught by Master was!

‘Master… Maybe even Master was killed by this sutra… Why? I always think it is a Taoist classic?’

Of course, memories can only reach this point.

Whenever Ye Qiuhan wants to recall the specific and filthy content, the memory of it in the sea of ​​consciousness is blank.

This was naturally blocked by Xuantian, or it was directly erased with domineeringness!

Otherwise, if Ye Qiuhan recalls the specific content, it would be like opening up his defense again and letting Huang Tian contaminate him again!

"What the hell are you fighting?"

Old Man Han looked at Duan Yu and then Ye Qiuhan, looking at him with confusion.

Some casual cultivators quietly retreated with the idea that they could not afford to offend.

After all, a half-crazy master is possible to do anything, but he is unable to negotiate, which is really a life-threatening one.

Many people regretted why they came to this muddy water.

"It's hard to say it clearly! I can only 'wash' it first and then talk!"

Duan Yu held a curse in his hands and guided the light of Xuantian: "Xuantian's divine light, listen to my orders, turn into sweet rain, wash away the filth, and order!"

Buzz!
To be continued...