Fantasy World Transmigration

At this time, Styx was free and went to Zhangjiakou. The Qiao family is also one of the largest families in Zhangjiakou, and the manor in the courtyard also occupies hundreds of square meters of land. The high walls, arrow towers, high platforms, and the windows everywhere are extremely narrow, and the walls are all made of rocks and high-quality green bricks.

Among them, the family guards have a population of more than 2,000 people, and there are hundreds of strong warriors who can wield weapons.

Once he closed the gate of the villa on weekdays, he formed a world of his own, and even the laws of the king were not as great as the laws of the family. The surrounding farmers who rented other fields live on the ground on weekdays, and only live in the village together when the exiles come from the north. The Qiao family's family rules are so strict, so Qiao Si set off a bloodbath and turned the manor into a hell. Except for the Qiao family and friends doing business outside, no one felt that it was wrong.

Qiaojiawu Fort is still some distance away from the commercial port. Chen Ang lowered his light on the nearby commercial road, and from a distance, he could see the resentment above the Zhuangzi, and a black energy of demon atmosphere rushed straight up to more than fifty feet high. You can see it from miles away.

With such a strong demonic energy, if there are more than 2,000 people in Zhuangzi, at most one hundred will be left now. This Qiao Si sacrificed so many people to the statue of bone gods. The demon corpses are for him to drive. These corpse refiners are driven by the heavenly demon enshrined in the bone statue, and they have not been taken back only because Chen Ang still has plans.

In front of Minghe, his face was tender, and he looked like a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. He was dressed in black and stood on the side of the road, looking in the direction of Qiao's house. He blinked. Two figures came, they seemed to be grandparents and grandchildren, a 28-year-old girl came from the opposite side with the help of an old man, and she seemed quite surprised to see Styx.

Styx's eyes swept over them, he didn't care, and still sensed the corpses of many devils in Wubao.

It's not a day or two since the Qiao family's accident happened. It's normal for people who practice Taoism to come to check. Although the grandparents and grandchildren have a lot of mana, they are still not in the eyes of Chen Ang.

The old man found a high ground not far from the Styx River, squeezed a formula with his right hand, focused his eyes, and watched the situation of Qiaojiawu Fort from afar. , took a breath and said: "Jia'er, the demonic atmosphere here is far beyond the old man's expectations. I looked over and saw the black air above it, which is tens of feet high, about the thickness of a person's arms."

"This kind of evil spirit and resentment can only be compared with the thousand-year-old iron corpse that I met when I was young, and its color is mixed but not chaotic, and its smell is fishy but not smelly. Even at the time of Zhengyang at noon, the evil spirit is just If you reduce it instead of fatigue, you will know how tricky the hidden monster is!"

The girl's face became more worried when she heard this, and she said anxiously: "Grandfather! In this case, you can invite your colleagues as much as you want,

Get rid of this demon together, and never take risks alone. "

She observed Minghe from a distance for a while, and although Fayan couldn't see what was going on, she still felt that Minghe should also be a fellow Taoist, so she came up to talk to him and said, "The fellow Taoist in front, I am the daughter of the Luo family in Qinghe County. Daoist Luo passed by here and saw the resentment in Wubao soaring to the sky, he felt a little uneasy, fortunately, I met fellow Taoist, the monsters hidden in that Wubao are not trivial, I wonder if you would like to take care of us?"

Ming He smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said: "There is nothing you can do!" He invited the two of them to sit down at the tea stand beside him, and explained: "I do know some of the origins of this family, and his family is also a big family in this family. Qiao, is a businessman. His family secretly had an affair with the northern captives and slaves, and earned a lot of money. Recently, they heard that they had provoked an enemy, so they closed the door, and did not think of such a catastrophe."

Master Luo didn't know about this, he pondered for a moment, and asked doubtfully: "Does that friend know the origin of his enemy?"

Chen Ang shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Several people were talking here, when suddenly a group of knights passed by on the side road, the leader was Wang Ming Wang Daxia who had not been seen for several years and was personally trained by Chen Ang. The frivolous air that he had felt had been washed away by time without a trace, and now he had a calm atmosphere, no one who saw it would be able to connect with that dandy in Qixia Temple before.

Now he has cultivated the Daoist Baiyang's orthodoxy to the level of one hundred steps to control the sword. He rolled the crane feather sword around his waist, rode a yellow flying lightning under his crotch, and hidden two swords in his nose. A black and yellow worm can be sacrificed with a groan, holding it to protect the body, ordinary flying swords cannot get close to it, and when it is sacrificed to harm people, it only needs a breath of effort, and it can fly out a streak of black and yellow air to strangle the enemy.

This kind of magic power is not inferior to ordinary sects. In the past, the flying sword master Mao had practiced for 20 years was nothing more than that. Many sects killed by Chen Ang overseas fought against him and were still defeated.

The enemy that the Qiao family attracted this time is this person. Ever since Wang Ming was enlightened by Chen Ang, he has deeply realized his ignorance and shallowness, and realized that he must devote his limited life to infinitely serving the emperor of the apocalypse. For the sake of Chen Ang's little obsession, he worked diligently and unremittingly on the right path of resisting the Tatar bandits.

The Qiao family is the leader of the northwestern big family in Northwest Shanxi. The two sides have fought several times over the years, resulting in countless deaths and injuries. With Wang Ming and other experts leading the battle, Shanxi merchants have suffered a lot several times. The grain and grass shipped to Jiannu They were robbed several times by Wang Ming's men.

If it weren't for the fact that most of the Qiao family's children practiced martial arts in nearby sects, and the Qiao family had a wide range of connections with the nearby martial arts rivers and lakes, they would have been killed by Wang Ming long ago! But even so, the pressure on the Qiao family is increasing. As Wang Ming's magic power continues to improve and his methods become more sophisticated, the situation is precarious.

Only then did the Qiao family send people overseas to recruit capable people and strangers, and to collude with the monsters on Heisha Island. It was just that the backer they relied on was accidentally killed by Chen Ang with a sword in the Yuren Sea Kingdom. After receiving Wang Ming's ultimatum, he went to the doctor in a panic and ran into the hands of evil stars like Styx.

All of these are inseparable from Ju and Chen Ang, and it is also an injustice.

After arriving at Qiaojiawu Castle, Wang Ming had some magic power after all, so he could see that something was wrong, but after all, he was inexperienced, so he couldn't see that there were not many living people in Qiaojiawu Castle, so he just thought that it was invited by the Qiaojiawu Castle. To some extent, he guessed well about his heretics, but he didn't guess that the Qiao family would be bewitched by a certain demon to turn his whole family into demon corpses.

Normal people can't imagine that someone will deal with the enemy at such a high price.