Chapter 929: Execution

Zhou Yiqiao, who was practicing, was as pale as paper, and there was a deep gloom between his brows.

Next to him, there was a turquoise lantern. The lantern was surrounded by evil energy, as if it was going to swallow up the entire hut.

He took a deep breath, and the demonic energy around the lantern surged instantly. At the same moment, a wisp of white mist floated out from the opening above the lantern, following Zhou Yiqiao's breathing, and entered his body.

Zhou Yiqiao opened his eyes suddenly, a faint red light flashed in his eyes, as if there were thousands of demonic shadows surging in them.

"It's still a little bit close, just a little bit..."

He murmured, his voice low and wistful.

His fingers lightly traced across the void, as if outlining some complex magic circle.

Following his movements, several shrill wails came from the green lantern, and ferocious human faces could be vaguely seen struggling and roaring.

The face became more and more distorted, and the voice became more and more shrill, until at a certain critical point, it suddenly completely disappeared into the green lantern.

If someone entered the hut at this time, they would probably be frightened out of their wits by the sight in front of them.

In just a few short breaths, Zhou Yiqiao slaughtered all the resentful spirits sealed in the lamp and turned them into nutrients for his own skills.

This approach is even more vicious than the refining of the Ten Thousand Soul Flags.

In addition to the possibility of reincarnation and reincarnation, those who are refined will also have to endure all kinds of painful torture in life, and finally turn into nothingness in despair.

This method was extremely vicious, but there was no guilt or pity on Zhou Yiqiao's face.

Rather, on his face at this moment, there was only unsatisfied greed and the excitement of destroying other people's lives.

"Not enough, these resentments are not enough..."

Zhou Yiqiao roared in a low voice, his eyes sparkling with crazy sparks, as if he wanted to swallow the whole world into his endless desire.

He stood up suddenly, and the green lantern in his hand swayed, emitting an even stronger demonic aura.

The air in the hut seemed to be solidified by this evil spirit, making it difficult to breathe.

The next moment, Zhou Yiqiao disappeared into the hut, and the green lantern also disappeared!

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In the Qingshimen station, a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Realm hurriedly broke into the hall, with a look of horror on his face.

"Master, it's not good!"

"Why are you so panicked?"

In the main hall, the senior officials of Qingshi Sect were exchanging cups with the elders of Xicheng. When they saw the disciples who suddenly broke in, they frowned in displeasure.

"Reporting to the sect master, the formation set up by the elders of Xicheng...that formation..."

The disciple was breathing heavily, as if he hadn't recovered from the scene he just saw.

"What happened to that formation? Tell me quickly!"

When the master of Qingshi Sect heard the news about the evil cultivator, he immediately stood up and shouted sternly.

The disciple was trembling with fright and said quickly.

"The formation... sensed that the evil cultivator was heading straight towards our Qingshi Town!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell into a dead silence.

Elder Xicheng's face instantly darkened, and he stood up abruptly, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

"Coming towards my Qingshi Town?"

Elder Xicheng's voice was low and cold, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

"Humph, it saves me a lot of effort!"

He sneered and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the hall instantly.

The master of the Bluestone Sect and other senior officials looked at each other, used their escape techniques, and left the hall with the elders of Xicheng.

......

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in the sky, the originally clear sky suddenly changed color, and dark clouds rolled in, as if the end was coming.

Dark clouds covered the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and silver snakes shuttled through the clouds.

"Wow!"

Thunder and lightning intertwined into a giant network that continued to expand in the clouds, as if it was about to envelop the entire world.

Qingshi Town, this once peaceful and peaceful town, is now filled with panic.

Countless residents gathered under the eaves, looking up at the unusual celestial phenomenon, their faces full of fear and anxiety.

"Is this going to change?"

"I have never seen such a scene before. Is it a punishment from heaven?"

"Whether it's a natural punishment or not, let's hide first!"

Many people fled in all directions, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

Many cultivators looked at the sky, their brows furrowed and their expressions a little solemn.

The calamity clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, almost covering the entire sky above Qingshi Town.

"With thunderclouds of this magnitude, could it be that someone is going through a tribulation?"

An old man was stroking his beard, his eyes flashing with uncertainty.

"Overcoming the tribulation? A thunder tribulation of this scale can only be caused by a powerful person at the Nascent Soul stage, right?"

Another middle-aged monk shook his head.

"Besides the Qingshi Gate, when did Qingshi Town have any Nascent Soul stage great masters?"

"What's more, who needs to survive the calamity here, who doesn't need to report to Qingshimen? How could we not notice it?"

Just as everyone was talking, several rays of golden light struck from the direction of the bluestone gate in the center of the town.

Several of them quickly passed over the heads of the crowd. Only one elder of the Qingshi Sect in the Nascent Soul Realm stayed above the crowd and spoke with a serious face.

"Evil cultivators are invading. If you are not a cultivator, you should quickly hide in the house, close the doors and windows tightly, and are not allowed to go out!"

"The elders of the West City of Netherworld Demon Sect are here to help. This time we will definitely kill this thief. Please be patient and don't panic!"

After finishing his words, the elder ignored the people below and turned into a golden light and quickly flew towards the outside of Qingshi Town.

This man was galloping all the way, and it took him another stick of incense to escape before he caught up with the elders of Xicheng and the senior officials of Qingshi Sect in front of a mass grave near the Ghost Mist Forest, three hundred miles west of Qingshi Town. footsteps.

"Master, this is..."

He quickly came to the front of the Bluestone Sect Master, and just as he was about to speak, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw a young man in black standing in the sky above the mass grave, with angry thunder rolling above him, which seemed like a divine punishment and a catastrophe.

In the thunder clouds, silver snakes danced wildly, each one containing the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, as if they were going to tear the heaven and the earth apart.

But the young man in black had a calm expression, as if the wrath of thunder was just a breeze blowing on his face, without any threat.

"Is this the evil cultivator?"

The elder looked at the young man in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief.

In his impression, the evil cultivator who killed many people should be an old man with a ferocious face and a sinister aura.

But the person in front of him had a handsome face and a calm aura. How could he look like the murderous evil cultivator who had caused everyone so much distress over the years?