Qingshan Town!

Suddenly, two black shadows floated into the town above the archway of the town.

However, at this time, night fell, and there were no pedestrians on the road, and no one noticed any abnormality.

After a few breaths.

The two monks in black robes appeared in front of a courtyard not far from the entrance and exit of the town.

Immediately.

The two demon cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage each reached out to touch the storage bags on their waists.

Looking again, they each had an extremely strange flag in their hands.

The former holds a black flag in his hand, and the flag is filled with a faint black mist, which can make people dazzle in just one glance.

The blood-colored banner in the latter's palm was even more strange. Not only was the blood light permeated, but the blood light spreading continued to twist like a living thing, as if struggling to escape from the control of the blood-colored banner.

Seeing this.

The hoarse magic cultivator glanced at the blood banner in the hand of his junior brother beside him, frowned slightly, and asked in a cold voice:

"You're desperate!"

"Dare to replace the blood banners that the master sect collects blood with defective products."

Regarding this.

The thin demon cultivator was not surprised, and quickly took out some spirit stones and handed them to the senior brother beside him, whispering:

"Don't worry, senior brother!"

"Where can you use high-quality magic weapons to collect blood? There are magic weapons that are not as good as the flowing ones!"

"As long as the senior brother doesn't tell the public, there will definitely be no problem."

"When the deacon is not blind in his eyes when he delivers the task, how can he not tell the difference between the two?"

"Junior brother, it's already done there!"

"Next time, senior brother, you can do this, just do it like this..."

The words fell.

Although the demon cultivator was moved, he immediately gave up his thoughts when he thought of the various criminal laws of the sect.

Immediately.

He spoke again:

"I don't know about this."

"Just pay attention to it yourself."

"Next, you will draw mortal blood, and then I will collect the souls of these mortals."

"good!"

Immediately afterwards.

The thin demon cultivator shook the blood banner in his hand, and the blood-colored light floated accurately towards the sleeping mortals in the yard like a spiritual snake.

Another demon cultivator holding a soul banner was also waiting for the blood of the mortals in the yard to drain...

at the same time.

At the end of the East Street, Cheng Buzheng, who was facing Yue’s drink, suddenly had a pause in his hand.

I sniffed my nose again.

"The smell of blood!"

"And it's fresh human blood!"

"Can it be that another reckless man appeared in the town who was angry and blood splashed five steps?"

"Let me see who this warrior is?"

Tighten Cheng Buzheng stood up, and a little under his feet rushed towards the roof like a big bird.

The movements are extremely chic.

But compared with the past, it is a difference of 100,800 miles.

Whether it is speed?

Or the level of reaction?

Nothing can be compared with the past.

With such a drastic contrast and change, Cheng Buzheng naturally sealed the Dantian and the sea of ​​consciousness.

Even the body, which is comparable to the top-grade magic weapon, was sealed together.

Only his terrifying sense of smell and vision... has no seal.

That's why.

The smell of blood that ordinary people cannot smell is very clear in front of Cheng Buzheng.

After one breath...

Under the moonlight, a figure appeared on the roof of the courtyard.

Cheng Buzheng's eyes looked in the direction of the smell of blood...

This moment.

He clearly saw the two demon cultivators wearing black robes and holding banners.

Cheng Buzheng frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly:

"Two demon kids actually cause trouble in my mortal land?"

"Why do you come and seek death!"

The words have not ended.

Cheng Buzheng's figure rushed towards the entrance and exit of the town like a bolt of lightning.

The speed is so fast that it surpasses the imagination of mortals.

This is not because Cheng Buzheng completely untie the seal of his body, but just opening a gap in the seal.

call out!

In an instant.

Cheng Buzheng appeared behind the two demon cultivators.

At this time, one of the two demon cultivators was shaking the blood-colored flag in his hand, and the other was holding the soul flag in his hand, protecting the Dharma.

Seeing this!

He stretched out his two big hands, like two iron pliers tightly holding the throats of the two demon cultivators.

Only then did the two demon cultivators react.

"Former senior, please spare me!"

"Give up life!"

While talking, the two demon cultivators also knew that they had fallen. They did not expect that there was a cultivator with terrifying cultivation hidden in this small town.

Such stories that appeared in the storybook are now truly in front of them.

However, it was a sad story for them.

Similarly, the two demon cultivators also knew that the senior in front of him was definitely an immortal cultivator!

The devil monks have no such habit.

If there were no accidents, they would never have a trace of vitality.

Only by trying hard can you have a chance.

There is a good opportunity to fight back.

Think about it here.

A trace of cruelty appeared in the eyes of the two demon cultivators, and they didn't care about their throats that were about to be crushed. They almost had a heart-to-heart relationship, and the demon banner in their hands stabbed Cheng Buzheng fiercely.

And the division of labor is very clear!

The former stabs Cheng Buzheng Dantian.

The latter stabbed Cheng Buzheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Obviously.

As a ruthless demon cultivator, even a demon cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, he will never lack the courage to sacrifice his life at the critical moment of life and death.

However, the abacus in the minds of the two demon cultivators was disappointed!
To be continued...