Putting away the bronze sword, Qin Cheng watched the scribe's body fall to the ground, without any sympathy in his heart.

Eliminate evil.

All these evil cultivators can see through the tortured attendants of the Evil King Hall.

Even if the scribe promises not to attack the Zhengqi Sect afterwards, leaving a evil cultivator who harms others will not benefit all creatures in the Demon Realm Mountains.

If you don’t provoke yourself, you don’t have time to make enemies everywhere, but you dare to plot against yourself and the Zhengqi Sect and leave no one behind.

All the bones at the scene were burned to ashes, and Qin Cheng put away the storage bags of these people.

"You all come out."

Qincheng looked at the Evil King Palace.

In this terrifying palace, a group of people were always secretly observing the outside.

These were some servants with panic and pale faces. Some of their feet were tied with iron chains, some of their shoulder bones were pierced, and they were holding iron balls behind them, and they walked out carefully.

When they saw the death of Liyang and others, they knew that the Eighteen Evil Kings were gone.

But the good and evil in Qincheng are unknown, and the eighteen evil kings are so famous that they dare not come out to meet.

"Fellow Daoist Long."

Qincheng looked at Long Huairen outside the valley.

"These are all poor people, many of them are deposed monks. Please help me find a suitable place so that they can regain their freedom and live a life of their lives. That's fine."

If Long Huairen refuses to agree to this matter, Qin Cheng can also arrange for Pengshui or Zhang Chongli and others to do it.

However, Tianbaolou knows better about the Demon Realm Mountains, so they save time and effort when they go to work.

"It's just a simple task, of course it's no problem."

Long Huairen smiled slightly. Some poor people didn't even need to do it themselves. They could get a deacon in Tianbaolou to get it done.

When these slaves heard this, they knelt down excitedly. They were abolished and their tongues were cut off and they could not speak, but they kept kowtowing to thank Qin Cheng and Long Huairen.

"Um."

Qin Cheng nodded and handled the future of these slaves, and there was no need to stay.

Catching Li Yang's token, Qin Cheng jumped up.

After reaching out to carve several divine patterns, the surrounding divine pattern barrier shattered.

Sleeping above the valley, before leaving, Qincheng looked at the distance, those snoopers who tried to hide their bodies as much as possible.

"I know this. I will not make things difficult for you, but today I will use your mouth to pass on a word to those who hire you to delegate you."

Qin Cheng's eyes were filled with coldness and his voice became extremely sharp.

"You can covet the golden order in my hand. Just have any conspiracy to come to me. I will fight if I want to challenge me."

"But those who dare to attack my Zhengqi Sect and those who dare to attack my innocent disciples will hurt me, and I will kill a hundred of them. I will kill one of my sects. I will destroy his entire sect and all my clans!"

Qin Cheng said the words, like a sharp blade slashing across all directions. Everyone who heard them felt stiff faces, scalp numb, and hairs standing upside down.

"I did what I said, today the Eighteen Evil Kings are the beginning. Whoever wants to play, even if I try it, I promise not to die."

After Qin Cheng said this, he suddenly flew towards the distant sky.

Knowing that Qin Cheng and the others left, these peeping monks breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Cheng's gaze just now felt that their minds were about to be cut.

"This is the ancestor of the Zhengqi Sect, which is so scary."

When they spoke just now, they felt like they were in a life-and-death crisis.

"No one dares to touch the Zhengqi Sect."

"You can move Cheng Qin, unless you want to die."


Chapter completed!