Qingyang City is located at the northernmost point of Zhongzhou. In terms of city size, it can be regarded as the largest cultivation city in the north.

Among them, the Zhengyang Gate is the most prosperous. It not only controls the shops and markets in most of the city, but also has two Jindans in charge of the gate. In addition, it has hundreds of disciples. It can be said that it is a truly big family.

As dawn breaks, busy people have begun to appear in the streets and markets in the city.

The same is true in other places. After all, for low-end cultivators, especially those doing business, the saying that the early bird catches the worm is a wise saying.

In addition, the Zhengyang Gate, which should have been the same scene, was uncharacteristically quiet and there was no sound at all.

People busy on the street looked up from time to time, because the place last night was restless and extremely lively.

Fortunately, there was no expansion or damage to the surrounding areas, so they only set up their stalls first. If something went wrong, they would pack up and leave immediately, but they were already ready to escape at any time.

As for other forces in the city, most of them are just waiting to see what happens and watch the excitement.

Inside Zhengyangmen, the air filled with morning mist is mixed with the fragrance of vegetation. Taking a breath will make people feel refreshed all over.

At this moment, a flash of red light, like a flower in the fog, revealed a gorgeous color.

It fell gently and made no sound.

The long hair wrapped in a golden hoop was swaying slightly, and there seemed to be blood stains on the red robe, but it seemed like the original pattern of the clothes, making it difficult to tell whether it was blood or not.

And from the moment he appeared, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the air that was originally mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees actually contained a smell of blood.

With a slightly pale mouth, he smiled and said: "It seems that you have killed one more person than me!"

On the other side, in the mist-filled garden, a black shadow suddenly swayed, and he was heard to say: "It's two, including a cat."

"Does a cat count?" The young man in red robe touched his chin with some dissatisfaction.

"Cats are also flesh and blood, of course." The man in black robe replied disapprovingly.

The young man in red robe sighed helplessly: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have let those two little mice go."

The man in black robe lifted his hood, revealing an extremely delicate face, but it was pale and bloodless, but he was as young as the young man in red robe.

"Did you get what you wanted?"

The young man in red robe looked at the other party's pale face, shook a storage bracelet in his hand and said, "Thanks to you, it didn't take much effort."

The latter glanced at the storage bracelet in his hand, then looked at his face and said nothing.

The young man in red robe was frightened by his look. He scratched his head and said bluntly: "You don't want to kill me too, do you?"

What was surprising was that the man in black robe actually nodded and admitted.

The originally expressionless face, especially the pair of eyes that had been calm just now, suddenly opened wide and said with great excitement: "Because I know who you are!"

The young man in red robe sighed helplessly and said, "Did you just recognize him?"

"After Hui Gathering Mountain, I remembered it!" As he spoke, the young man in black robe no longer turned sideways, but completely turned around, facing the man in red robe.

"Why bother? You're not him or her, how can you let your emotions control your thinking? In that case, what's the difference between you and a puppet!"

Listening to the words of the man in red robe, the ferocity on the face of the young man in black robe seemed to have really diminished, and the killing intent in his body also began to fade.

This can't help but surprise Song Da Toad, who is wearing a red robe.

To be honest, he was already prepared to fight tooth and nail. After all, that person's body, whether it was flesh and blood or soul and consciousness, was composed of Yue Zhonglin and the red-cheeked old woman.

And it can be said that these two people hate him deeply, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have an unforgettable hatred.

But then again, since I came to this world, why have I become like a rat crossing the street? Everyone yells and beats me, and everyone chases me, and I can't stop wherever I go.

He had just learned from the people who besieged him in the Hanging City that there was an extremely rare Fire Spirit Jade hidden in Zhengyang Gate. He was thinking of doing the same as the Ouyang family, but if he couldn't scare him, he wouldn't mind.

Robbery.

But I had just met the master of Zhengyang Gate, and I never thought that this place had already been targeted by this unparalleled monster.

This guy also has a bad personality. He doesn't talk nonsense at all and just takes action. This makes people in Zhengyangmen think that they are on the same team and want to cooperate inside and outside.

So he launched an indiscriminate attack on him, and the toad could only fight back. As he continued to fight, he didn't mind the fact that he was killing a lot of people, but he started a game with the demon inexplicably.

The target is people, it depends on who kills more, and before you know it, you have reached this moment.

If it were ten years ago, the toad would immediately rub oil on the soles of his feet without hesitation from the moment he saw the monster.

However, ten years later, he wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and the other party.

It's just pitiful that the people in the Zhengyang Sect have become the testing stone between the two!

"But weakness itself is a sin!"

The toad's face was full of evil, and he didn't feel any guilt for killing innocent people indiscriminately. On the contrary, he looked at him like an ant and didn't care at all.

After coming out of seclusion this time, or because after swallowing those few drops of dragon blood, my temperament seems to be more and more similar to the nature of a demon, and the human side seems to have faded a lot.

Is this kind of self good or bad?

Song Da Toad began to look squarely at the demonic young man not far away, actually expecting the other party to attack at all costs, because judging from the corpses all over the door, there might be some gap between the two, but it was not big.

After all, Toad still has the ability to squeeze the bottom of the box, and the opponent probably does the same, so the life-and-death struggle between them should be very interesting.

Just when he thought of this, Song Yu's brows suddenly twisted for no reason. When his eyes turned away, the Awakening Art was already running in his heart.

"Is it going to be two on one?"

As soon as he said these words, there was a sudden aura around Toad, and a gust of demonic wind blew up, sweeping away the white mist all around.

And behind an ancient tree, there was a shadow that looked like a black shadow. To be more precise, her outfit gave people a "shadow" feeling.

But the skin exposed outside the black gauze skirt is as white as snow and has a faint luster, which makes people want to step forward and pinch it.
Chapter completed!