He and It

"You mean, these auxiliary chief guards, only these ten days can be considered as truly alive souls?" Liu Fuguang asked.

Yan Huan thought for a moment, and for a rare moment he was cautious.

"It's too hasty to draw a conclusion now. Let's catch a few more and see."

They caused such a big fight that not only the whole city was awakened, but also 99% of them were awake. People walked out of their homes one after another. The descendants of the princes and rich men stood together with the traffickers and lackeys under the extremely clear and soul-moving night sky, looking up at the numerous and vast stars.

"Let's go," Liu Fuguang made up his mind, "there will be no more news here."

A huge shadow rose into the sky, as black as a dragon, with a bit of snow-white starlight on it. This phantom only appeared for a moment and then disappeared into the clouds of the Milky Way.

People who saw this scene that night were all spreading legends that an immortal came riding a dragon, fought with evil spirits for a long time, and finally saved the people of Wancheng.

"Ah, you mean the city lord?" The Wancheng man rubbed the back of his head, puzzled by this question, "The previous city lord? He has died long ago. Although he did not have the chance to see such a wonder, he was still a very lucky person. .”

The night wind howled, and Liu Fuguang stood on the dark tentacles of thousands of undulating waves. He finally had the time to take a look at this vast country. Huge mountains are like chess pieces and rivers are like silk. Their destination is the royal capital of Wuping, the heart of the entire empire, and their goal is the heart of the heart, the emperor known as Shengzong.

"Wait!" Liu Fuguang said in a deep voice, "What is that?"

The sky is as lonely as a wash, but the earth is shrouded in a light mist. The night was silent, and a scorching spark gradually emerged on the horizon, like a blood-red tide.

"People," the ferocious dragon turned its nine eyes, "are all monks."

Along with the burning light, Liu Fuguang could clearly see the scene below.

——The red snake roared, and you chased me to flood the earth. The established monks were like fishermen riding the waves, driving a blazing sea of ​​fire, swallowing the city, covering countless refugees struggling to escape.

Liu Fuguang's anger surged, and he grabbed a dark tentacle with his hands, and his eyes were filled with bright fire.

"Don't be distracted!" Yan Huan said first, "This is a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. We have no way to separate ourselves. If we don't kill the Holy Sect at this time, he will definitely have a backup plan."

The evil aura and hostility of the earth rolled in, along with the sorrowful aura of thousands of mortals who died tragically. It actually turned into a thick black smoke, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the way of the Dragon God.

"How can I just sit back and watch?" Liu Fuguang said sternly. In his rage, the pure Qi of the Supreme Being was like boiling spring water, evaporating Yan Huan's body and scattering it in all directions. "How dare he treat all the people like firewood!"

The Dragon God knew the temperament of the Taoist companion. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and without saying a word, he turned the faucet, inhaling the black smoke from the sky into his nose and abdomen, and then sprayed it down loudly while diving.

The evil fire collided with the dragon's breath, and the wall of fire was like a rewinding wave, overthrowing the defense line advanced by the auxiliary guards. Hundreds of guards were instantly reduced to scorched earth. Liu Fuguang took out the Pearl of the Sun and purified the surging souls of injustice and resentment. Once it was empty, it turned into a whirlwind that shot straight into the sky.

"Where did he get so many golden elixir monks!" Liu Fuguang shouted loudly in the sea of ​​fire, "It's endless!"

Yan Huan sneered. His patience had long since run out. With his tentacles circling and nine eyes turning, he was like an ant beast licking ants. He stuffed the auxiliary guards who could not escape into the gaping mouth of his chest and abdomen, saying : "What's the hindrance? Even if there's another sea, I'll swallow it all."

The plain was endless, and when the light of day fell, all the auxiliary chief guards sent by the Holy Sect were dead, and no one could escape.

In front of them, farmland burned, lakes dried up, and countless villages and towns were all blackened and shattered, crumbling in the pungent wind. Liu Fuguang slowly brushed away a pile of dust as black as soot. In this unknown farmhouse, he saw the bones of a family of old and young curled up, light and empty, like a small baby's fist.

"...He is crazy." Liu Fuguang hissed. "He claims to be a saint, but he is an out-and-out lunatic. He is willing to destroy his country and people just to stop us..."

Yan Huan stared at the small ball of burning bones with one eye, but after a quick glance, he turned away without interest and continued to stare at Liu Fuguang's back.

"Wherever yin and yang are fighting each other, there will always be extremely good and extremely evil people," Yan Huan said patiently, "This person's extremely radical behavior is also within common sense."

"I'm afraid this is just the beginning." Liu Fuguang whispered, "He can block us for a moment by destroying a city. How many cities in Wuping can he burn? He drank poison to quench his thirst, but he still did it..."

Yan Huan sighed.

He smelled Liu Fuguang's fragility, sadness and anger. These soft emotions escaped from his once-frozen but now cracked defenses, as if hooking the hungry ghost's nose with fresh meat, making the Dragon God tremble, and his salivating hunger continued all the way from there. The eyes are rushing to the bottom of my heart.

He boldly used his slightly trembling fingertips to grasp Liu Fuguang's hanging hair as gently as he could, and stroked it continuously. At this moment, it would take a dragon or god more powerful than Yan Huan to stop his sudden outpouring of love for Liu Fuguang.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, "we will find a solution."

Liu Fuguang was silent for a long time and did not look back: "I really hope that fewer people will be implicated."

In the sixth year of Yuancheng, in just over ten days, Baicheng, Wancheng, and Fengcheng were all reduced to scorched earth, and six of the seventeen prefectures were reduced to a sea of ​​flames. Under the Holy Sect, almost all the auxiliary guards came out, just to resist the "demon coming from the dragon".

The earth was shattered, the mountains and rivers were in turmoil, and the war swept through every corner of the Wuping Empire at a staggering speed. No matter the villages, counties, towns, or state capitals, wherever the dragon-controlling demon and the auxiliary guards fought, everything was turned into a dead land. Wherever you looked, you could see corpses strewn across the fields and devastation everywhere.

Liu Fuguang was trembling all over, and his uncontrollable anger made him almost vomit blood. The auxiliary chief guards released by the Holy Sect were both hyenas and vultures. In front of mortals who had no power to fight back, these bronze-faced monks slaughtered them all the way, almost taking pleasure in killing people. The smell of burnt flesh, the smell of rivers of blood, the screams of people drowned in the sea of ​​fire, the shrill wails of women, and even the screams of babies in severe pain... were all deliberately spread to infinity by magic, which made Liu Fuguang feel heartbroken. Dao Zhuan was instinctively attracted to save his family members.

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