I conquer the immortal with my strength

Mangzhou, Feiyun City.

Flames shot into the sky and thick smoke obscured the sky.

The once prosperous city has now become a hell on earth under the iron heel of the rebels.

The rebels, wearing blood-stained armor, looted, burned and killed without restraint in the city.

No matter men, women, old or young, everyone they encounter will be attacked with swords and swords.

The streets were littered with the corpses of fleeing people, and blood flowed on the stone pavement, mixing with the soil.

Screams and cries filled every corner, and the smell of blood filled the air.

All the property that could be taken away was looted by the rebels, and everything that could not be taken away was burned.

City Lord's Mansion.

A tall man wearing black satin, with his hair curled up and fixed with a jade hairpin, was holding a book, sitting behind the desk, reading quietly.

His face is quite handsome, and his temperament is also elegant. If he is reading quietly like this, people who don't know him would think he is a Confucian scholar.

In fact, he is General Ma Tong of Guangwei.

Just now, he led people into the city lord's mansion, captured several beautiful wives and concubines of the city lord, and after having some sexual pleasure, he took a knife and cut them into eight pieces one by one with a smile, which was extremely perverted and cruel.

Behind Ma Tong, two seventh-grade great martial arts masters stood as straight as spears, one on the left and one on the right.

Beside him, an old man in gray clothes sat upright.

This old man is clearly an eighth-grade great martial artist.

Ma Tong read the book quietly for a while, perhaps feeling bored. He gently put the book in his hand on the desk in front of him and stood up.

Upon seeing this, the old man quickly stood up, stepped forward, and whispered: "Master, a spy reported that more than thirty days ago, the four most powerful forces in Licheng fought with each other, causing heavy casualties.

Now there is only one eighth-grade great martial artist and several seventh-grade great martial artists left in Licheng. Their strength is empty. According to Lao Nu, it is better to send Lieutenant General Ximen to lead another army and go straight to Licheng.

Or, sir, you can personally lead a group of troops to go straight to Licheng, capture Licheng, and then march together with Lieutenant General Ximen from the south to the north, which can save a lot of time.

Otherwise, I will keep attacking the city and plundering the territory here, unable to escape. Once General Yan Yanfeng breaks through the city, not only will I not get much credit, but the biggest benefit will also be taken away by others. "

"You're right! The only real prosperous place in Mangzhou is Yuancang City. Basically all the real good things and wealth are there, but we can't let others get there first.

Licheng is close to Cangmang Mountain, and the road is far away. Grandmasters have been stationed in the city in the past, and there are many powerful people in the city. If they don't surrender, it will be difficult to attack. I was still wondering whether I should attack all the way to Licheng or turn back halfway.

After all, Licheng was not taken seriously by the state city just because it was close to Cangmang Mountain. In fact, it can barely be considered a big city in Mangzhou, so it must have a lot of good things. Now that Licheng is empty, I have to go there myself. Ma Tong said, with greed in his eyes.

"It would be best for me to go in person, and I just happen to bring Master Wu Xian with me. Generally speaking, the world of immortals will not interfere with the struggle for power in the secular world, but if the immortals harm innocent people and practice evil methods, once If the righteous monks knew about it, they might get into trouble.

Immortal cultivators still often come and go around Zhoucheng. Although it is far from Zhoucheng, it is not as far as Licheng. In fact, the old slave thinks that it is best for the master to break away from Master Wuxian as soon as possible. "The old man in gray clothes said, mentioning Wu Xianshi, a look of fear and worry flashed deep in his eyes.

"What you said makes sense. You really need to be careful when dealing with immortal masters. Otherwise, once a righteous monk is recruited, even I may be killed.

However, I still need him to help me refine the Innate Purple River Blood Pill and help me break through and become a tenth-level master. It is not appropriate to break away from him now. "Ma Tong nodded solemnly.

"I'm just worried that if he crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, I will draw water from the bamboo basket in vain, and you will suffer a bad reputation in vain." The old man said in a low voice.

"You don't have to worry about that. He had made several deals with my grandfather before and kept his promises. And for him, there is no harm in helping me become a tenth-grade master.

It’s just that if I often walk by the river, my shoes won’t get wet. Therefore, if I can become a tenth-grade master, I will break away from him as soon as possible. " Ma Tong said.

"That's because I'm overthinking it!" the old man said respectfully.

There is a high platform built in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion and another house.

There is an incense table on the table, with a pair of green wax sticks as thick as a child's arms lit on both sides, and a gourd in the middle of the table.

There are twelve flags of various sizes and lengths erected on the high platform.

There are twelve wooden stakes standing in a row in front of the stage, and a pregnant woman is tied to each wooden stake.

Behind the incense table on the stage, stood a man wearing a black Taoist robe, dove-shaped face, disheveled hair, bare feet, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, dancing with the sword and muttering a mantra in his mouth.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more distorted, becoming more and more ferocious and terrifying.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly and pointed his Taomu sword towards one of the pregnant women.

A shadow flew out from the pregnant woman's body, looking like a fetus.

A green flame emitted from the mahogany sword, and the shadow was burned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into one of the flags.

Later, the Taoist stabbed the other pregnant women in the air with a mahogany sword.

Twelve wisps of green smoke disappeared into the twelve flags.

Suddenly, twelve flags flew automatically without wind.

"Hoo ho!"

There is a mysterious power emanating from the twelve poles, sucking in a large number of ghosts floating in the sky above Feiyun City.

Ghosts gathered from all directions, and a dark wind blew.

Standing at the door of the house, the great martial artists of the sixth level felt a chill and shrank their heads involuntarily.

The ghosts gathered more and more, even forming a mass of black air in the yard, and then slipped into the gourd.

After a long time, the wind stopped.

The Taoist held up the gourd with a tired look and shook it, with a hint of joy on his face.

Soon, a martial artist wearing fish-scale iron armor came forward, cut open the pregnant woman's belly with a knife, and took out the fetus inside.

"Master, you have worked hard!" I don't know when, Ma Tong came to the high platform and saluted the Taoist.

"It can't be said to be hard, just take what you need." The Taoist waved his hand and said.

"I wonder when this general's innate purple river blood pill can be refined?" Ma Tong asked, looking at the dead fetuses that were carried out one by one, with a hint of hot cruelty in his eyes.

"It will take some time!" The Taoist replied indifferently. "Just now I got a report from a spy that Licheng is now weak. I plan to leave the army here and personally lead a special force, lightly equipped, bypass the cities along the way, and raid Licheng." Ma Tong asked.

"Licheng is good, with many people and a long distance! If I can massacre the city, I should be able to refine the Ten Thousand Ghosts Xuanyin Lan and your innate Zihe Blood Pill! Hehe, once I refine the Ten Thousand Ghosts Xuanyin Lan, I will have a fighting chance even against a foundation-building cultivator!" The Taoist laughed like a night owl.

"Foundation-building cultivator!" Ma Tong's heart trembled slightly when he heard this, and his eyes showed a touch of awe.

He came from Lingzhou, and he was a master general. He was knowledgeable and had some understanding of the world of immortal cultivation.

That was a terrifying existence that even the grandmaster could not match! ——

The afterglow of the setting sun, through the sunset, gently fell on Yuncui Mountain and the backyard of Tenglong Mansion.

Xia Daoming was lying on an old rattan chair, and next to him sat Ji Wenyue, who had long legs and high peaks and looked more and more beautiful.

Ji Wenyue would occasionally pick up a piece of seasonal fruit that had been cut on the coffee table and gently put it into Xia Daoming's mouth.

Behind him stood Liu Qiaolian.

At this moment, she was gently pressing his shoulders with her jade hands.

Xia Daoming squinted his eyes and looked at the sunset behind Yuncui Mountain and the sunset glow covering the sky. For a moment, he felt that his life had reached its peak.

He just wanted to lie down and not struggle anymore.

"Master, although our immortal cave is covered by Yuncui Mountain, I have carefully observed the terrain and the direction of the earth's energy in this area in the past few days. I am afraid that sometimes spiritual energy will inevitably escape and cause a little fluctuation.

If there happens to be an immortal cultivator passing by at this time, or if there is an immortal cultivator who knows the formation and carefully observes Yuncui Mountain, he may find a clue.

I can use those formation flags to cover it up, but I am afraid that with my attainments in formation, it will only make things worse." Liu Qiaolian followed Xia Daoming's gaze and fell on Yuncui Mountain. After hesitating for a while, she said softly.

"Alas, it seems that it is too early to lie down!" Xia Daoming opened his eyes with a sigh.

Liu Qiaolian, Ji Wenyue, and the group of family members were picked up by Xia Daoming more than ten days ago.

In the valley, Xia Daoming saw Liu Qiaolian's amazing talent in formation for the first time.

Without ever cultivating immortality or taking a formal formation class, she actually relied on the ancient scroll in her hand and several formation flags dug from Gengyun Mountain, and after some thinking and tinkering, she managed to attract clouds and mist, covering the entire valley.

Therefore, Xia Daoming believed what Liu Qiaolian, a professional, said.

A formation master must first know how to read the terrain, distinguish the earth's energy, find the spiritual veins, and observe the celestial phenomena, so that he can use the celestial phenomena and terrain to lay out the formation.

"Uh, big brother, if you want to lie down, just lie down. If you want to eat something, I'll let Xia He and the others do it." Ji Wenyue was slightly stunned.

"Silly girl, I'm not talking about lying down like this!" Xia Daoming said, touching Ji Wenyue's thigh.

Well, it's very round and elastic.

"It's not lying down like this, that's... big brother, I'm not going to pay attention to you!" Ji Wenyue subconsciously glanced at Liu Qiaolian and the bedroom when she heard the words, and her face immediately blushed, and she stood up and stomped her feet and left.

"What's the temper of this girl!" Xia Daoming looked puzzled.

Didn't I just say that lying down here is not the same as lying down there? Why did she get so angry?

And I was telling the truth!

I was dreaming of lying down, but Lian'er's words woke me up.

"Master, you are really something. Miss Wen Yue deliberately put down her alchemy business and came here to chat with you. She also cut fruits and fed you personally. You even touched her a few times, and she is now obedient to you.

But she is still a virgin, a rich lady. You haven't come to propose marriage yet, and the sun hasn't even set yet, and you, you start to feel that it's too early to lie down... Ah, I'm overstepping my authority. If the master really wants it now, Lian'er will go to run the bath water now."

Liu Qiaolian first gave Xia Daoming a white look in a reproachful manner, then remembered her identity, and the fact that Xia Daoming seemed to be unsatisfied these few times, and blushed again, turning around to go to the bedroom to run the bath water.

"Oh my god! Can you interpret lying flat like this?" Xia Daoming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly grabbed Liu Qiaolian's jade hand.

"Do you think the master is the kind of person who indulges in lust during the day and is extremely licentious?" Xia Daoming asked.

"Master!" Liu Qiaolian lowered her head, blushed, and didn't answer.

Looking at Liu Qiaolian's blushing face and her beautiful appearance, Xia Daoming walked up to her and hugged her by the waist helplessly.

Anyway, it's like this, if I don't come, it would be a waste of blame!

As soon as Xia Daoming picked up Liu Qiaolian, he saw Ji Wenyue walking in a hurry accompanied by Ji Yuanzhen.

PS: Today there will be an additional chapter of Silver League Leader, so today is the third update. To be honest, I haven't gone to bed until after 11 o'clock in the past few days. I got up early in the morning just to make more videos and make it more enjoyable for everyone! I also ask book friends to help vote for it. Thanks.

Thank you for the divine light of autumn. Finally, I will look forward to Wangjigang. I have been waiting for thousands of years. I am willing to read and wait for the rewards from book friends.