Mortal Immortal Gourd

The black market and the killer organization, these two parties usually hide underground, but they have extraordinary strength.

Today, they were beaten up for no reason and killed many people, and they were all full of anger.

At this moment, two groups of big men, who usually have bad tempers, met on the street.

At this time, even if I say one more word, it will appear that the momentum is too weak. When two black forces meet, the brave one wins, just kill!

"Kill kill kill..."

"Ah ah ah..."

The two major black gangs were bloody on the street, and countless casualties were killed and injured in a short time. The residents around them were also unlucky, and the houses collapsed, and they were scared.

Er Gouzi took advantage of no one's attention and came out of the gourd again, sitting on a tall building in the distance to watch the battle.

The battle here has long alarmed everyone in the city. Those ordinary people hid in the house, hugged their children tightly, and dared not show their heads.

There were more than ten times more cultivators like him sitting on the rooftop to watch the battle than the people on both sides of the battle.

At this moment, the Jindan strongman above also took action.

As soon as the golden elixir was used, the powerful power spread out, and all the houses around collapsed, and smoke and dust rose up.

Er Gouzi was a mile away, and the powerful spiritual power wave hit him, and many people couldn't sit steadily and fell from the roof, screaming.

For a while, many people who were watching the battle were killed and injured.

The golden elixir masters on both sides of the battle were holding back their anger, and they didn't care about so many things, and they all fought with all their strength.

At this time, a small tower several inches high appeared in the hand of Tie Guanzhang.

The small tower flew into the air, and it grew in the wind, and instantly turned into an iron tower with a diameter of two or three feet and a height of more than ten feet.

As soon as the iron tower appeared, the small cultivators who were fighting around were all trembling with fear, and they rolled and crawled away from the battlefield.

"Wow! Magical weapon!"

"I didn't expect to see a magic weapon in my lifetime!"

"Once the magic weapon comes out, who can compete with it!"

"..."

Er Gouzi sat on the roof and heard the unsophisticated foundation-building cultivators around him talking about it.

What's so great about a magic weapon? Seeing a magic weapon makes you so excited.

He has lived on the magic weapon for 10 to 20 years and farmed on the magic weapon. It's no big deal.

Er Gouzi sneered at others, but he had to look at the black market with a new eye.

The black market is indeed deep-rooted. Director Tie has a magic weapon in his hand. Fortunately, he didn't get too arrogant and didn't provoke this person before.

From some books, I learned that in ancient times, there were still many magic weapons. Ordinary Jindan cultivators had one or several magic weapons.

But there are only so many resources in the world of cultivation. After generations of consumption, the materials that can be used to refine magic weapons have become increasingly scarce.

The Jindan cultivators who were killed by him before didn't have magic weapons in their hands.

He did save a lot of refining materials, but they were all used up by him to refine puppets.

The iron tower magic weapon that Tie Guanzhu sacrificed was in the air with great power, suppressing the black-clothed killer's golden elixir.

"Humph! It's just a magic weapon!"

The golden elixir snorted coldly, and actually sacrificed a scimitar magic weapon.

The scimitar was black all over, and it turned into a large sword more than ten feet long in the sky, slashing towards the iron tower.

"Wow! It's still a magic weapon!"

"Today I'm lucky to see two magic weapons fighting!"

The onlookers were even more excited, and many people may never have the opportunity to see what a magic weapon looks like in their lifetime.

"Boom..."

The two magic weapons collided in the air, and a loud bang exploded like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. The sound spread for dozens of miles, making people's ears ring.

The huge spiritual power fluctuations spread outward with the battle point as the center, and wherever it went, houses collapsed outward in circles.

Even the building where Er Gouzi was located collapsed at this moment.

In a moment, the whole Qingzhou City was filled with smoke and dust, and people were crying and shouting.

When the residual power of the attack by both sides dissipated, the smoke tip dissipated.

The houses and trees on the spot were all turned into dust, and only a big pit was left on the ground.

Two Jindan masters stood on both sides of the big pit, their robes torn and tattered.

Both of them were not dead, but the internal organs of the foundation-building cultivators who had escaped slowly just now were shaken into a bloody mess by the aftermath of the magic weapon.

Even worse were the residents of Qingzhou City. There were still people crying and screaming in many collapsed houses.

When seeing this scene, Er Gouzi was amazed at the powerful power of the magic weapon, and at the same time felt guilty towards the people of Qingzhou City.

Although these people died directly at the hands of the two Jindan, they were also somewhat involved with him.

He had been practicing for a short time, and his character was not strong enough, and he had not yet reached the state of treating human life as worthless.

Er Gouzi was in no mood to watch the excitement at this moment. He walked to a collapsed house, dug up the fallen bricks and tiles, and dug out a pair of injured father and son from inside.

"Thank you for saving my life, Master. Can you also save my wife? She is still trapped underneath."

Er Gouzi nodded, dragged away a wooden beam, moved some bricks, and turned out the body of a woman, but unfortunately she was dead.

"Mother..."

Er Gouzi ignored the wailing of the family and walked to the next collapsed house...

In the entire Qingzhou City, there were only a few immortal cultivators like Er Gouzi who gave up the opportunity to watch the excitement and ran to the ruins to save people.

On the contrary, those ordinary civilians, many neighbors were rescuing each other...

On the battlefield, two Jindan strongmen once again sacrificed their magic weapons, flew in the sky and prepared to fight again, and the powerful pressure spread.

Just now it was just a test, neither side used their full strength, this attack must be more fierce than before.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the artificial hill.

Although this voice is far less than the sound of the magic weapon collision just now, it can be heard throughout the city and heard clearly by everyone.

"It seems to be the voice of General Xia!"

Just when those who were watching the excitement were looking forward to it, a figure flew out from the top of the mountain with a smile on his face.

This person was not Xia Mingyuan, the number one figure of the Xia family, but Xia Qingshan.

"Can you two give me a face, we can talk it out."

Xia Qingshan smiled and arched his hands to the two of them.

The black-clothed killer, a Jindan cultivator, originally belonged to the Xia family, so he naturally had no objection.

"Humph!"

But Director Tie snorted coldly.

"I have no grudges against you, and you deliberately provoked me first and didn't take my black market seriously."

After the battle just now, Director Tie's anger still did not subside. Anyone who was broken into his home and killed and set fire would not be able to help it.

Hearing this, the black-clothed Jindan was furious.

"It was you who provoked me first and injured my people."

The black-clothed men were also furious.

They were beaten up for no reason, not only the door was smashed, but also the gatekeeper was smashed to pieces.

Both of them insisted that the other party was the first to attack, and they were the wronged party. Neither of them would admit defeat, and they almost fought again.

Fortunately, there was Xia Qingshan, the peacemaker, who persuaded them, and there was also Xia Mingyuan, who was watching on the top of the mountain.

The two of them cursed and retreated with their men.

However, the feud between the two sides was completely settled.

The initiator of this incident no longer had any sense of accomplishment at this moment.

Every time he dug out a wounded person or a corpse from the ruins, his guilt deepened a little.

The Great Zhou Law: Any immortal cultivator who fights in the city and injures innocent people will be fined at the least, or lose all his cultivation and be thrown into the mine to do hard labor to atone for his sins.

But today, ten thousand years later, the Great Zhou Law has long become a decoration.

The two Jindan who just fought, as well as Xia Qingshan and Xia Mingyuan, did not take the lives of the civilians in the city seriously.

Even in this situation, they still tried their best to stop the civilians from escaping to Sanyang County.

The sky gradually darkened, and the howling sounds in the ruins became much weaker.

Er Gouzi used all his brute force to move the collapsed ruins one by one.

Sometimes when he moved the collapsed ruins and saw the gold and silver scattered on the ground, he didn't even bother to pick them up.