Qingxu will pay his own compensation. If he picks out one person from Xie Jinsan and fights with him, he will be more successful. If two people join, he will definitely lose, but he can escape seriously. If all three generals come out, he will not even be able to escape and will be trapped to death!!!

"The wings of the City God's subordinates are changing with each passing day. At this time, the Yin soldiers are probably three points better than the Ghost King's Army. The generals are full of evil spirits. They have the shape of a fierce general. I really don't know where this god found these many talents..."

Qingxu thought to himself, his expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Since God is ready, I'll set off now!"

When I waved my cloud sleeves first, my feet flashed with a light of inspiration. I took a step forward and my figure suddenly went out more than ten feet.

This is a Taoist magic, similar to the magical power of shrinking the earth. Qingxu uses the cultivation of a real person, and it is even more flowing and free and full of immortal style. If people in the world see it, they will think that they meet an immortal and worship it.

Baiyun and the five sons who followed Qingxu all used their means to use the technique of lifting the ground to catch up with Qingxu's footsteps, but their posture was not as elegant as a fairy.

These six people went out for a few miles in almost instant, and they were about to disappear into the sky as they saw them.

Seeing this, Fang Ming smiled: "Tell me the order, and the army will set off!"

With a wave of his right hand, eight lifts appeared on the carriage. As Fang Ming took his seat, light flowed and golden light was emitted.

The eight selected strong men shouted loudly, raised their shoulders and started walking, and the wind blew under their feet, turning into golden light, heading towards Qingxu without any speed.

"The army is coming up!" Xie Jin and Xu Yuan also shouted, and the Yin soldiers agreed to the promise and each commanded the Yin Feng, turning into a black cloud, following Fang Ming's carriage.

This scene is endless. Compared with the previous ones, the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk became a play for children to play house.

Fang Ming, Qingxu and others all had supernatural magic and magic. At this time, they were really fast, and they could only take one day to travel.

...

After half an hour, I arrived at a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, lush flowers and plants, and unknown fruit trees all over the surroundings. The red fruits on it exuded an attractive fragrance.

"This is Sanmu Mountain, where the Qingmu Sect Mountain Gate is!" Qingxu looked at a stone gate in the distance, as if he was sighing.

"This Qingmu Sect has been passed down for five hundred years. There is a set of Qingmu formations handed down by the ancestors. Even if a real person takes action, it will be difficult to break..."

Qingxu was the master of Baiyun Temple, so he was naturally very aware of the thorns under his rule, and he could not say that. He had also attacked this sect several times, but was blocked by the formation, which was deeply impressed.

"Since it is Qingmu Sect, we will kill directly. This time, we will destroy the sects that are not obeying the king's law, so that we can divide and destroy the various sects with lightning speed and no time to react..."

Fang Ming said calmly on the carriage.

It turned out that he and Qingxu came out this time to eliminate the sects of casual cultivators who were disobeying the king's laws everywhere in Wuzhou!

Since these sects can survive under Baiyun Temple, they either surrender secretly or master certain strength. Even the true man Qingxu has to be afraid of being afraid to encircle and suppress it in large numbers, so that they can be free to this day.

To practice, these sects need supplies for the world's luck. They secretly support agents and manipulate secret forces in various places, and they are like local emperors!

But Baiyun Temple could tolerate them being presumptuous, but Song Yu couldn't.

The casual cultivators each have their own unique skills and advance and retreat together, so they can't even help Qingxu, but it does not mean that Fang Ming has no choice but to do anything to them.

Before, Song Yu had already issued an ultimatum to the Wuzhou scattered cultivators through Qingxu and Shui Lian who defected to him, and had surrendered within a specified period of time, but few followers.

This had already made Song Yu feel murderous, and Fang Ming even needed to study Taoist classics. Forcibly confiscating and surrendering his subordinates' family background was too unkind, so he would naturally pay attention to the Taoist scriptures inherited by these casual cultivators.

With Fang Ming's order, Xie Jin, Xu Yuan and Zheng Jing commanded the Yin soldiers to surround Sanmu Mountain, and the swords and guns were unsheathed, and the evil spirit suddenly surged into the sky, alarming the monks in the Qingmu Sect.

As the white light flashed, several figures appeared from inside the stone gate. The first one was a thin old man with a big sarcoma on his forehead, which seemed to increase his terrifying aura.

The old man with sarcoma frowned when he saw the surrounding Yin soldiers. He could naturally see that the Yin soldiers were unable to cope with, and he also saw Qingxu, so he finally sneered.

"Hehe... Is Baiyun Temple unable to bear it? No, the new one you joins in is Song Yu, the Duke of Wu. It seems that the previous ultimatum has laid the disaster!"

"Hey! It's good if you know!" Qingxu echoed and asked the Duke of Wu to issue the decree. A strange fluctuation came to the scene.

Seeing the Minghuang scroll, the old man with sarcoma constricted his pupils into a needle-eye shape: "The decree of the Duke of Wu, and the dragon energy!"

I was very frightened that the dragon energy was gathered by the majesty of humanity, which could suppress the five elements and prohibit all things!

When an ordinary Taoist meets him, his magic will be ruined. At that time, he is not as good as an ordinary person and can only be slaughtered by others.

"Go back to the mountain gate and open the Qingmu Array!"

The old man with sarcoma was unable to see the dragon energy recorded in the classics. At this time, looking at Qingxu with murderous aura, he knew that surrendering in front of the formation was also a delusion. The only hope was that the Qingmu formation left by the ancestor could show its power and resist the dragon energy.

"Hey! I don't know how to live or die! I'll kill myself!"

Qingxu saw the old man with sarcoma responding, but he sneered. These casual cultivators have many remote areas, so where can they see dragon energy? At this time, they are still lucky and try to resist the gathering of nearly three million people in Wuzhou with just a large formation. How stupid!

We must unleash our will, and ask for dragon energy to wipe out the Qingmu Sect.

"Let's wait!" Fang Ming's voice came from above Chengyu.

"What? God has any objection?" Qingxu looked at Fang Ming, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

At this time, he held Song Yu's will and had Wuzhou Dragon Qi help him. If this god forcibly resisted the order, then he could attack the dragon Qi. With Song Yu's energy, he might as well avenge his previous shame!

"You don't have to scare people with your will! When did I say I want to let go of the traitor of Aoki Sect?" Fang Ming smiled.

"I also have some understanding of dragon energy. Now I am still in the camp of the Duke of Wu. As long as you do not clearly disobey the will, you cannot control the dragon energy to attack me by forcibly. After all, what you have received is the will of attacking the casual cultivators, not the will of attacking the deity..."

Fang Ming looked calm, but pointed out Qingxu's bluffing momentum at this time. Although Qingxu's expression remained unchanged, his heart was cold.

"It's because the old Taoist is abrupt. He respects the gods and assists the Duke of Wu, and has worked hard and made great contributions. The Duke of Guo has entrusted the faith of a state and respects it. How could he have such an intention?"

Qingxu's expression changed, but he said with a smile.

"You can bend and stretch, and you can be more tolerant!" Fang Ming commented in his heart, but said, "This Qingmu formation is quite extraordinary. I am happy to see the hunting, and I want to try it first. I wonder if you can wait for a while?"

"This is natural, please respect the gods to take action!" Fang Ming can take action more and understand the details, and Qingxu is even more unsuccessful.

"Good!" With the golden light, Fang Ming's figure dissipated. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the gate of Qingmu Sect.

At this time, the Qingmu Sect was wrapped in a layer of white green clouds, and the green light flowed, which made it even more endless. This was the Qingmu Array passed down by the Qingmu Master of the Qingmu Sect. It was said that the vitality was flowing and continuous. The Qingmu was not broken and the sect was not destroyed.

"This true man Qingmu has extraordinary cultivation and is probably trying to break through the bottleneck of the immortal!" Fang Ming's divine thought extended, feeling the changes in the Qingmu Array, and sighed.

"What a pity! Later generations are unfilial, and the power of this formation may not have been even 50% of them! I am even more looking forward to the Taoist scriptures left by Master Aoki!"

A golden light flashed in Fang Ming's eyes, and a huge golden palm appeared in the void. The fluctuations emitted by pinching the magic seal made the five sons of Baiyun behind Qingxu change their complexion. When Fang Ming killed Baiyun Mountain Gate before, they were all present, so naturally they had a deeper understanding of the power of this golden giant palm.

"Go!" Fang Ming waved his sleeves, his golden giant palm clenched his fists and slammed hard at the Qingmu Formation.

The fist wind rippled, and the surrounding plants and trees were pressed down by the strong wind.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The giant fist with golden light hit the Qingmu array. The light of the Qingmu array flowed, and the green wood air flowed. Although it creaked, it still blocked the giant fist and could not make any progress!

"Okay! With this array alone, I can know that Master Aoki's research on the vitality of all things must be extremely profound, and can better obtain the essence of the earth energy, root the Qingmu array in the earth, use the earth energy to dissolve external forces, and use the earth to produce wood! Not bad! Not bad!"

Seeing that the attack was blocked, Fang was not angry on the surface, but instead felt a little happy.

Through this attack, he got some essence from the operation of the Aoki Formation, just like the reincarnation of Aoki True Man, how could he not make him happy?

In the Qingmu Formation, the old man with sarcoma looked happy when he saw this, and his voice also came out of the Formation.

"This Qingmu Formation was passed down by our ancestors, and it is amazingly powerful... Please stop, and we are willing to join Duke Wu!"

After showing his strength, the old man with sarcoma did not resist. After all, he had to fight to the death with Song Yu, who had mastered the entire Wuzhou. He was just a Qingmu Sect, but he was not enough to see it. At least, he had to gather the casual cultivators and work together to have some hope.

At the same time, the old man with sarcoma was still very afraid of the dragon energy and the sarcoma.

"Stop?" Before Qingxu could speak, Fang Ming sneered when he heard this.

"I gave you a chance before, but you didn't cherish it. Now even if you surrender, you will have ulterior motives. I can't tolerate you!"

No more tests. With his right hand flipped, the City God's golden seal appeared. At this time, the golden seal not only seemed to be the essence, but also appeared around him with green energy, and his power went up to a higher level!
Chapter completed!