Invincible starting from visualization of the sun

At dawn, the sky was just breaking.

The Sanshan Assembly has undergone great changes, and Bei'an City is not easy. Because of the increase in the concentration of the surrounding Yin Qi, I don't know how many demons and weirdnesses have been drawn out.

In the Division of Magic.

Meng Lingyun looked at the densely packed files in front of him, like a mountain of books and a sea of ​​books, and couldn't help but feel a headache. Even if he came back early and took precautions, there were still many murders that should have happened, especially in the outer city, where a boatload of people died.

In Nancheng, a flower boat set itself on fire without fire, was splashed with water, and no one escaped. In the end, even the remains were not found.

In the north of the city, a scholar turned into a mummy overnight.

In Dongcheng, a restaurant ate broken corpses, but the head was missing. Finally, it was found on a pier in Xicheng, with the head facing the lower reaches of the Tongtian River, as if fleeing

Accidents have occurred in the four districts of the outer city.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the inner city.

Meng Lingyun sighed in his heart.

Just the increase in the concentration of Yin Qi caused so many things to happen. It seems that this wave, the opening of this node, may be more violent than twenty years ago.

He frowned and counted the time. According to the usual practice, people from the family should also come, right?

But if the members of the Wang family know that the earth temple they built has been made into such a state by that fox Ren Hai that almost no one worships it, and no one maintains it, will they be furious?

He rubbed his temples, feeling more and more headache.

Forget it, let this matter be a headache for that old fox Ren Hai. He had to protect the outer city today and seal off the place where the weirdness happened, just in case something happened.

Just when he wanted to get a dossier for correction.

"Snapped!"

With a bang, the door of the room was violently pushed open and hit the surrounding walls. Because of the force, the door was even disfigured and a corner was missing.

"Who? Irritable and impatient, how decent!"

Meng Lingyun frowned, very displeased.

"Lao Meng, something is wrong!"

A man who was eight feet tall, very stout, with an unshaven beard, and the uniform of the demon division on his body was tightened by his muscular muscles. He seemed to be wearing a size smaller. He strode in and said solemnly.

Officially the deputy director of the North'an City Demon Elimination Division, Xiao Hua.

Meng Lingyun twitched slightly, and his expression became serious immediately.

He knows Xiao Hua's ability, he is ranked in the second realm of True Qi Explosive Qi, his Innate Stellar Qi is powerful and unparalleled, and he has forcibly killed a Zhenqi Realm Strange before.

It can make him feel bad.

That's obviously a big deal!

"Something happened at the Sanshan Gathering. According to those who escaped, in the middle of the night, everyone in the Sanshan Gathering fell asleep inexplicably, and didn't wake up until around Choushi."

"But the strange thing is that no one seems to be dead."

"In other words, the dead people fell to the ground because they were too flustered, and were trampled to death by the panicked crowd."

Mentioning this matter, Xiao Hua looked a little weird.

"But you should know that's not the point."

Meng Lingyun nodded solemnly.

"To make everyone in the Three Mountains Gathering faint, there must be a giant paradox covering the Three Mountains Gathering, otherwise this phenomenon would never have happened."

"This is the scariest thing!"

Meng Lingyun looked a little shocked.

"You said. Did the Peerless Demon run out?" Xiao Hua swallowed, his expression solemn.

"Impossible, if she escapes, everyone in Sanshan Assembly will die!"

"Perhaps, it's just temporarily interfering with the world? Didn't the people of the aristocratic family say that the seal is very strong? How come the Yin Qi concentration has just risen, and it ran out?"

Meng Lingyun looked ugly when he thought of a certain past event.

"What should we do now?"

Xiao Hua felt a sense of powerlessness.

Although he was very young twenty years ago and had never personally experienced that battle, he knew very well that that level of terror was simply not something they could handle.

"Report this matter to the Director General."

"Then wait for the people of the family to come, and we can only wait."

Meng Lingyun was silent for a while, then said melancholy.

Xiao Hua's expression froze, and he nodded with difficulty. He knew the implication of Meng Lingyun's words, that is, regardless of the Sanshan Gathering, ignoring the life and death of everyone in the Sanshan Gathering.

This thing is cruel, but it is also the best choice.

How do you say something? You don't need to run away from small earthquakes, but you can't run away from major earthquakes. Using it in the past is also a true portrayal of this matter. Now they can only stick to Bei'an City.

Looking through the window, Meng Lingyun looked at the sky that had just dawned and revealed a white belly, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in his heart. Boy Li, I hope you are still alive.

There was a sad sigh in his heart.

On the official road leading to Bei'an City.

A little Taoist boy, dressed in a blue and purple Taoist robe and a yin-yang crown, rode upside down on a thin little donkey and marched among them. The face looks immature, but only fifteen or sixteen years old.

But the weird thing is.

behind it.

There are a group of young people riding on strong horses, wearing very luxurious robes, like rings, slowly following. They were cautious and did not dare to surpass this little Taoist boy.

There are beautiful scenery of green mountains on both sides, and the light of dawn shines on the misty mountains and forests. But this Xiaodao didn't look at it, instead he lowered his head and took some mysterious and incomprehensible breaths.

Every breath has a different flavor.

The land of Dali is vast, and its foundation is extremely corrupt. Above the official path, there are naturally hungry refugees. When the refugees saw Xiaodao and his group, their eyes lit up.

He went straight up and wanted to beg for some food.

The young people behind didn't dare to stop them at all.

They look down on these lowly brats who are not even as good as mud legs. But last time because these cheap brats wanted to beg, after being blocked by them, after being kicked.

This "little uncle" taught them a lesson.

Then, with a pleasant face, he gave some food and even clothes to those scumbags and refugees, making them feel that this "little uncle" is still too soft-hearted.

"All right, all right, give me something to eat. All right"

These refugees kept saying prayers, which made the young people behind them disdain. So what if I gave you something to eat? You still can't live for a few days, do you really think you can find other cities? The mountains and forests are so weird.

The words of begging made the little Taoist boy open his eyelids.

"Do you... want something to eat?"

This childish and cheerful mouth spoke.

These refugees are unkempt, ragged, even a few rags, and their eyes are dull and dull, like muddy glass beads. But seeing Dao Tong's amiable expression, he felt that he was a talkative master, so he nodded fiercely.

"That's it."

Xiaodao scratched his head, a little distressed.

"Wait for Xiaodao to do the math."

Xiaodao closed his eyes, calculated with his fingers, and then opened his eyes, his eyes brightened.

"You are really lucky. It turns out that the Dao of Heaven wants you to return to nature. No wonder you came across the trail."

Back to nature? These refugees are very confused.

"Ashes to ashes to dust."

The path sang, and immediately all the refugees froze. Then a gust of wind blew by, and the figure turned into powder and drifted away with the wind, returning to nature.

Seeing this scene, the young man behind shivered. What happened to this "little uncle"? Why did he suddenly kill again? Didn't you give food in a good voice before?

Could it be that those who enter the Taoist sect are all mentally ill? Obviously they are all from the same family, and they were asked to call themselves "Little Martial Uncle" before, but now they directly kill people, what is going on?

These young people are puzzled.

"How far is it to Bei'an City?"

After cleaning up these refugees, Xiao Daotong nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that he was one step closer to the way of heaven, so he opened his mouth happily.

"According to the map, it's not far away."

A young man at the back spoke respectfully.

"Well, let's keep going, and we'll call Xiaodao when we get there." Xiaodao nodded in satisfaction, continued to lower his head, and took some mysterious breathing.

Sanshan Assembly, southwest direction.

At this time, Li Heng came to Jing'an Village.