I have a book of salvation

As the head falls to the ground.

Smoke filled the air, and the true form of Qingming Demon King also emerged from the smoke.

After the haze cleared, the silhouette of a fox as big as a hill with a severed tail was lying on the windy and snowy night.

The flying head also turned into a circle in the air. The head rolled several times, causing the mountains and the earth to shake, and finally stopped under a big locust tree.

The two blood-like eyes were full of horror and unwillingness.

Although he is dead, the terrifying pressure belonging to the Demon King will not dissipate for a long time.

In addition, a mustard seed bag burst out from the body of the Qingming Demon King.

Yu Chen used the Qi of Heaven and Earth to explore, and there were all kinds of elixirs, treasures, and magic tools inside, which were dazzling and confusing.

But unfortunately, one thing is missing.

——Rare earth minerals.

The rare earth mine that was snatched from Zhang Weizhi's Houtu Temple made the old man Wen Sheng feel inexplicably panicked.

Not even a little bit.

Yu Chen frowned.

Could it be that Demon King Qingming has already transferred the rare earth mines?

Transfer to where?

Northern monster clan?

Or somewhere else?

"Tsk, the killing was quick. If I had known, I would have tried him first."

The young tombkeeper sighed.

But immediately, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, this rare earth mine is of no use to him.

But the various natural and earthly treasures inside this mustard bag made him suddenly rich.

Humming an unknown tune, Yu Chen put away the mustard seed bag of the Qingming Demon King, put its body into his own mustard seed bag, and returned in the snowy night.

At the same time, Yang Wei and others from the Land Supervisory Department returned to Jinling under constant running.

He also brought the corpse of the Demon King Hei Xuanzi with him, as well as various artifacts in the cave.

As for the rescued people, several deacons were specially arranged to send each other to their respective counties.

As soon as he returned to the prefecture government office, Yang Wei immediately told the prefecture pastor Wu Yong everything.

Then he immediately wrote the matter into a file and spread it to the capital in the hinterland of Daxia.

Then, he had time to discuss this matter with Wu Yong, the state pastor.

Wu Yong, who was forty years old, was the prefect of Jiangzhou and the highest official of Jinling Prefecture. He controlled all counties and counties in Jinling and held the seven divisions of Jinling except for the supervision department.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the top leader in Jinling.

What's more coincidental is that although he does not practice Qi cultivation, he is extremely proficient in the formation method.

Yang Wei simply took out the formation in the cave pit that he had copied and showed it to Wu Yong.

Looking at this complicated and strange formation pattern, the state shepherd felt that one was as big as two!

I watched it for half the night, until Yang Wei's upper and lower eyelids were almost fighting, and then he finally got some clues!

Snap!

Slap the table!

It shocked the mighty Jinling Sword King!

"Master Yang! This formation... is extremely terrifying!"

Yang Wei was stunned.

"In other words, this is not a formation, but... a furnace formed by formation patterns!" Wu Yong said slowly.

Yang Wei put up a question mark.

In his impression, those so-called furnace cauldrons were all square iron lumps. How could this array pattern become a furnace cauldron?

I heard Wu Yong, the state pastor, talk about it.

Let's talk about this formation, which can be roughly divided into four types - killing, defending, confusing, and gathering.

Corresponding to its abilities, the powers are killing, defense, confusion, and energy gathering.

But the composition of the formation pattern in front of me is not any one of these four types at all.

The only function of these formations is to peel off.

Peel off all the essence of the things in the formation, gather them together in one place, and refine them into elixirs!

Compared to a formation, this thing is more like a furnace often used by alchemists.

The difference is that a serious furnace and cauldron are used to refine rare treasures and divine objects from heaven and earth.

And what this thing is training is people.

Moreover, it can only refine people!

In other words, the meaning of the existence of this formation is to use living people for sacrifice!

"And it... seems incomplete."

Wu Yong looked heavy and shook his head slowly:

"What I see in front of me seems to be only a part - but even though it is only a part, I have never seen such a vicious and cruel formation anywhere in Daxia!

Once inside, flesh, blood, vitality, essence... everything will be abruptly pulled away and turned into a pile of withered bones. "

Yang Wei's frown deepened.

He knew that the guy in front of him could be said to be among the best in Daxia with his attainments in formations.

He even received His Majesty's holy grace and stepped into the largest library in Daxia to view all the formations in the world.

Since he said he has never seen such a formation, it can only mean...

"Sure enough, this formation is something from the Northern Demon Realm..." Yang Wei clenched his fists, thinking of the identities of Qingming Demon King and Hei Xuanzi, and immediately came to a conclusion.

"No, that's not quite right." Wu Yong shook his head again, "The northern demon clan has mediocre qualifications in formations - they can't create such exquisite formations."

"Um?"

Yang Wei was stunned: "It's not the formation of Daxia, nor the formation of the demon clan in the north, so where does this living human refining formation come from?"

Wu Yong spread his hands, the meaning was obvious - you ask me, who should I ask?

All in all, the two of them discussed it until almost dawn, but they didn't come up with a solution.

Only one thing is certain.

——It’s a big deal.

Even if we ignore the vicious living formation, just the fact that the two dead demon kings broke through the border blockade and entered the boundaries of Jinling is a serious situation that is enough to make any official in Jinling unable to sleep!

The key is that the Qingming Demon King escaped!

So, early the next morning, a government announcement immediately caused the whole Jinling to explode!

In the notice, the floods and the two demon kings harming the people of Daxia were clearly stated.

He also named the Qingming Demon King who was on the run at the moment, and asked all counties and counties to take precautions and report any suspicious situations immediately!

For a time, the entire Jiangzhou was in panic and could not calm down!

Demon King!

That is the majestic Demon King!

Even if he is seriously injured, to ordinary people, he is still a heavenly being!

At the same time, the entire prison department, officials and deacons in Jinling stopped what they were doing and joined the search for the Demon King.

Even within the Prison Division, Yang Wei offered a reward for bringing back the head of the Qingming Demon King, with a reward of five thousand baht, a volume of arsenal classics, and an official promotion!

As soon as the news came out, many deacons and officials in the Supervisory Department became red-eyed and searched harder.

Yang Qingfeng and Deacon Najin were no exception.

Running in the wind and snow.

The next day, the two of them walked along the vast official road to the ruins of the former Wangfu Township.

Search for traces of the demon king.

Yang Qingfeng was curious and asked Deacon Jin why he came to Wangfu Village?

Yang Qingfeng knew this old deacon of the Supervisory Office well - he was kind and patient, but a little timid and fearful, his qualifications were mediocre, and he was still in the sea level at the age of forty or fifty.

But what he didn't understand was that it was obviously located on the bank of Cangjiang River, closer to Jinling, and it was also the place where the crime happened.

If the Qingming Demon King escapes, he will definitely go to the north, not towards Jinling.

Deacon Jin, who was nearly fifty years old, glanced at the stunned Yang Qingfeng and just sighed.

"You silly boy! You have the same temperament as Lord Si Ming, but you don't have the skills of Lord Si Ming! If you were really allowed to wander around alone, you might actually encounter the Qingming Demon King and lose your life!

All the little guys in the department thought this was an opportunity for Tongtian, right! This is truly a great opportunity. Five thousand Ling Baht is enough to practice for more than a year. From the classics in the arsenal, you can also choose supreme techniques. If you get promoted to one level, your future is boundless.

But these things are good, but no matter how good they are, even if you are directly appointed as the prison commander, you still have to have the life to enjoy them!

Even if the Qingming Demon King is seriously injured, can we deal with it?

You are a high-quality person, and I am a perfect person. Aren't you going to give it away?

Breeze, pie never falls from the sky! "

Looking at Yang Qingfeng, who had an upright but wooden-headed voice, Butler Jin waved his hand: "We don't have such big ambitions. We have already resigned ourselves to our fate. We just want to work peacefully until we retire, and go home to have a wife and children who are warm on the bed. That's why we came here." This is an impossible place.”

Yang Qingfeng frowned, obviously not liking this approach.

Deacon Jin ignored him, just waved his hand and stopped talking.

The two of them walked towards Wangfu Township.

But suddenly, both of their bodies were shaken!

A terrifying pressure surged from far ahead!

Like that huge wave!

The demonic power is overwhelming!

Butler Jin almost slapped himself on the forehead!

Does he still know what it is?

Such terrifying coercion and demonic power can only be attributed to the Qingming Demon King!

Deacon Jin almost cursed on the spot!

Are you, the Demon King, stupid?

If you want to escape, where can you escape to the south?

Isn't your home in the north? !

I came here specially to Wangfu Village just to avoid running into you!

Who thought it would be self-defeating?

The terrible pressure made the two of them silent.

Yang Qingfeng shivered for a moment!

When Butler Jin saw this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Qingfeng, go quickly! Let's hold it back!"

Yang Qingfeng was stunned. Is this still the cowardly Butler Jin who was playing tricks before?

"What are you looking at? You're not leaving yet!"

Butler Jin cursed in a low voice: "Yes! We are very cowardly! We don't have such great ambitions as you! We just don't want to face the demon king! But if one of us must die, there is no way that Lao Jin can recommend you as a junior go to hell?"

Seeing that Yang Qingfeng was hesitant, Butler Jin clapped his hands, and the energy of heaven and earth exploded, slapping Yang Qingfeng back hundreds of meters!

He knew very well that against a demon king, the possibility of both of them escaping was extremely slim.

Only with one person holding him back and one person escaping can we have a chance to escape and call in reinforcements!

Deacon Jin drew out the copper sword, poured it with the energy of heaven and earth, and erupted with a fierce sword light!

"What kind of demon king! Let us, Lao Jin, see you!"

After that, head straight towards Wangfu Township!

Looking at his resolute back, Yang Qingfeng almost gritted his teeth.

Turn around and run!

He felt that he almost no longer recognized Deacon Jin.

The veteran who was clever and deliberately avoided the Demon King's escape route, and the hard-blooded man in front of him who was willing to fight for a chance of escape and risk his life. For a moment, it was impossible to tell which one was the real Butler Jin.

Tears in my eyes.

On the other side, Butler Kim rushed through the ruins with murderous intent.

I finally saw the source of that terrifying pressure.

——A fox head the size of a house, still powerful, with blood-red eyes, horrified and desperate.

Lie on the ground, as if kneeling down in piety.

In front of the head, there are wooden tablets with names engraved on them.

It was the people in Wangfu Township who were in trouble!

In front of the wronged soul, the sinful demon bows his head!

died!

The majestic Qingming Demon King! died!

For a moment, Butler Jin looked at the huge fox head and muttered to himself.

"Qingfeng, we were wrong."

"The sky really knows how to make cakes fall..."