King Qing is still alive.

The young man holding the black iron sword pinched his waist and looked at the sky, then looked at King Qing again, "How can you avoid lightning?"

King Qing shook his head.

"Senior brother, you've chopped it up." The young man shouted.

The people above ignored him, and the thunder sounded loudly, and they all struck a distant courtyard.

"There are only thirty-six thunders, you have struck twelve." The young man shouted, "No one has been struck to death."

Still no one paid attention to him, the thunder continued to strike, and all struck the yard.

"If I can't, I'll run away?" King Qing said to himself, "This is so scary."

The young man jumped up and headed straight up. In the sky, he could see twelve men in black robes reaching their hands into the thunder clouds. There was an old man in black robes standing below them. The old man looked down with an angry face. The young man walked over and asked, "What's going on? None of the people in this city died."

"Look, look." The old man pointed below.

The boy looked along his finger and saw a deep pit appear in a courtyard. It seemed that it was caused by the previous thunder. There was also a bald guy holding an iron pot in the deep pit.

"The first thunder struck for some reason and hit the boy's head. I thought the boy would die, but he was not dead, but he laughed at me." The old man said, "Then I slashed a few more times. Not only did he continue to laugh, look at him, he was dancing! It was so angry that I was so angry!"

The boy tilted his head and looked down. It was Wang Yue who was holding the iron pot with both hands and his whole body was burned to black. But not only did he not have the slightest timidity, he also swayed left and right in the iron pot like dancing, provoking.

"I can't bear it! I have to break him today! Thirty-six heavenly thunders are stronger than the other, so I don't believe that he dares to take it all!" said the old man.

"Master asked you to kill all the people in the city. You have wasted more than a dozen thunders. You can't even break a bald boy? Master knows that you have no good results." The young man said.

"I'm so angry with this bald man! Even if my master is cramped and bone-pulled today, I will have to kill this little bald man!" The old man was already crazy and could not listen to others' words. He once again activated the magic trick in his hand, and the next thunder struck Wang Yue's head.

"Hey! I won't hide when I hit me, I'm just playing! You hit me to death!" Wang Yue yelled. Although he couldn't see the old man in the sky at all, he just thought he was competing with the sky.

He could not hear the man in heaven, but the old man in heaven could hear his words. He was so angry that the old man subdued three thunders in a row and struck him down again. Wang Yue was just getting darker and darker, and he had nothing to do with him.

Su Nanqiu and the bearded man stood in the distance and looked at Wang Yue.

"This is fighting with the sky and the earth, and the joy is endless?" Su Nanqiu turned his head and looked at the bearded man.

"It hurts so much that I see... hiss..." The bearded man was taller than Su Nanqiu, and still couldn't help but shivered, "I guess it's impossible for thunder to kill people."

"Meng or Brother Yue," Su Nanqiu sighed, "What should we do now?"

"Stand here to watch Brother Yue perform, and pray that your method will work." said the bearded man.

"Don't you need to protect His Highness the Third Prince?" Su Nanqiu said.

The bearded man smiled, "When is it my turn to protect His Highness, there are probably no one in the third prince's lineage."

Jiangsu Nanqiu knows.

...

The rain is still falling.

At this time, Sifang City was in chaos, but the gates on all sides were closed tightly and could not go out at all. The people fled around but were completely incompetent. Most of them had to hide in their homes, peek at the huge thunder through the window, and the bolder ones climbed up to the roof of the house to watch the fun.

Anyway, I'm not dead, so I don't mind watching the fun.

There was a man walking calmly on the chaotic streets of Sifang City with an umbrella in his hand. She was different from the person who was rushing with a head-to-head rat. She was as calm as a fairy who was transcendent. Her long red skirt floated indifferently, and even when it fell on the ground, she was not stained with mud. Her long hair was up to the waist, her hair was at the end, her hair was decorated with the night pearl headdress, her hair was covered with gold hairpins, her face was jade earrings, and her front gem chains seemed out of place with the mess around.

The pace was slow and the foot was floating, but before I could take a few steps, a voice suddenly stopped her.

"You shouldn't have come." The third prince stood at the entrance of the alley. He was sheltering from the rain, holding his hands in front of his chest and sighed.

"The third emperor has arrived. If I don't come, wouldn't I be sorry to the people here?" The woman smiled sweetly, sweet and cute. Although her pink red lips did not have rouge, they were full of vitality. There were two flying phoenixes on her undulating chest.

"If you kill your brother, I don't believe you will pity the people." The third prince said, "Go away quickly, it's dangerous here."

"The emperor's brother is so arrogant. There are only a few hundred thousand in the south of the city and only 30,000 demons in the north. The formation here has been broken. What can kill me?" the woman asked.

"If Feiliu was really that easy to deal with, Emperor Taizong would not have expelled them with the strength of the whole country a hundred years ago." The third prince said, "Now Feiliu has become the Demon Lord, and his strength has not decreased. With just a few people, it is probably impossible to control him."

"Master has a teaching, so I will bring something to the city." The woman said.

The third prince's eyes looked solemn, and he frowned and asked, "Mr. Gongshu has been in the custody for ten years, can he have left the custody?"

"That's right." The woman said.

"Since that's the case, I don't have to worry anymore, and I don't have to care about it anymore." The third prince breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Gongshu has the virtue of being a virtuous person, never losing his life, and never hurting anyone in his life. If he has arrived, there will be rescue here."

"My master has not passed the 39th level of disaster and has entered the path of death. He will drive away in less than a year. The purpose of this trip is just to find one person." The woman said.

The third prince stood up straight, "How could it be?"

The woman looked sad, "Even if the way of heaven is reincarnation, I can do nothing, I can only follow the master's order, and I have this unique journey. The emperor's brother is right, so I don't pity here, but what can I do if my master pitys here?"

As the woman said that, she took out a wooden roulette in her hand, which contained many talismans and graphics. Although the third prince couldn't understand it, she understood that what she took out from her sister Princess Yongning would definitely be a treasure that could shock one side. She immediately said, "Since my sister is prepared, I won't worry much."

"Thank you for your concern, brother." The princess bowed, "Yongning retreated."

The roulette pointer in his hand pointed to a place, and Princess Yongning continued to walk forward in the direction he pointed.

After walking for a while, she saw many people standing there. She walked over as if no one was around, and was the King Qing and his party in front of her.

The young man had returned from the air and came to King Qing.

"Thunder won't strike me." King Qing said helplessly, "You can't kill me with your own hands."

"Hiss..." The boy thought for a moment, "Master didn't say that, anyway, he said that he would let lightning strike you to death."

"What's your name?" King Qing asked.

"My name is Mo Xuan." said the young man, "I have known Li Yanqing for thirty years, don't you know my name is Mo Xuan?"

King Qing let out a long sigh, "You are not called Lei."

Mo Xuan laughed, "But my senior brother is a stupid donkey, I'm not. The master said you must take your life to start the sacrifice, so I still want to kill you. If he made a mistake, the master punished him, I can't make a mistake."

Speaking of this, he drew his sword.

Footsteps came from behind.

Mo Xuan suddenly looked back and saw that it was Yongning! He did not dare to neglect and immediately gave a greeting, "See Princess Yongning."

King Qing was just a little surprised, but everyone in the Fang family behind him looked shocked and immediately knelt on the ground. Fang Muye shouted, "I am going to see Princess Yongning."

Princess Yongning was walking lightly with a compass in her hand and holding an umbrella. He turned to look at Mo Xuan, "Hmm? What are you doing?"

"Go back to Your Highness, I am assassinating the prince." Mo Xuan was honest.

Princess Yongning nodded, "You are busy with yours, I'm just looking for someone, but you have to hurry up."

King Qing was full of bags, "Yongning, he wants to kill me..."

"Puchi..." Yongning covered his mouth, "Uncle, stop teasing Ning'er. Although everyone in the world doesn't know your strength, I am royal blood after all. Your niece, can you ask Ning'er to save you?"

Mo Xuan felt cold in his heart. He didn't know what trick the uncle and nephew were playing.

Princess Yongning walked to Fang Muye and others, looked at the compass in her hand, and finally stopped in front of Fang Yihuan. She tilted her head slightly and looked over, "What's your name?"

"Fang Yihuan." Fang Yihuan answered honestly.

"Get up," said Princess Yongning.

Fang Yihuan stood up. She knew who Princess Yongning was in front of her. She was a person who seemed harmless but was actually the most ruthless. Of course, what she was most taboo about was her master. The person closest to the immortal, Gongshumu, was also the only person who did not dare to disobey even the national teacher of the Mo family. He was the current sworn friend of His Majesty and the teacher of the prince.

"This compass is for you. Someone in Sifang City wants to kill people. If you use this compass to open a small formation, a barrier will appear, and the entire Sifang City will be protected." Princess Yongning said with a pouting mouth, "You understand!"

Fang Yihuan nodded immediately, "I understand."

"No, then." Princess Yongning handed out the compass.

King Qing looked at Mo Xuan with a smile, "Hey, you can't kill me anymore, it's better for Yongning."

Mo Xuan immediately set off his sword, but Fang Yihuan had already opened the compass.

In an instant, a blurry but visible white mist appeared all over everyone's body. The moment the mist was generated, the sword that Mo Xuan stabbed was blocked!

But King Qing had nothing to do.

The same fog rose around Sifang City.
Chapter completed!