Xu Xing pondered for a while, but he didn't know where to start.

In fact, he has to bear some responsibility for this matter.

Although it can be shirked that even if he does not take the mountain and river cauldron, other forces will intervene, but people can deceive others but they will not deceive themselves.

However, there is no need to tell Abao's father the truth. Xu Xing said in a deep voice: "This is done by the witches in the south. Those who created evil animals and took the girls in the city to sacrifice themselves."

"What happened?" Wang Yuanwai's expression changed drastically, and he was so frightened that he could not speak. After all, hearing the words "evil animal creation" and "sacrifice" were not like a good way. A sense of anxiety spread in his heart, and he said with a trembling voice: "I wonder, have those evil people been eliminated by the Xu Xian family, and will they make a comeback?"

In a frightened state, he even shouted out the words of "Immortals".

"I can't say that I just cut off all the way, and it's impossible for the witch to make arrangements all the way." Xu Xing thought for a moment and said in a voice.

"Then...what should I do?" Wang Yuanwai and Manager Wang looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity on each other's face.

Xu Xing murmured: "In theory, there should be a Taoist from Qingyang Temple in the mansion city to deal with it..."

The old shopkeeper took over the conversation and said, "I know a little about this."

"Oh?" Xu Xing showed surprise on his face. He just sighed casually and did not expect anyone to answer.

The old shopkeeper sighed heavily, "I and the Master Qingyang Temple had an old age in their early years, so I know some secrets. The Master Qingyang Temple seemed to have encountered a powerful demon the day before yesterday and never returned. Yesterday, I went to the temple and found that the disciple was full of sorrow. I am afraid that the Master Qingyang Temple will be in danger."

Xu Xing heard the words and pondered without saying a word.

The owner of Qingyang Temple in Nanning City is at least a real person in Jindan. Since he is unable to defeat the demon, it seems that the witch man has dispatched figures like the high priest, but he doesn't know why the national master did not have corresponding actions.

In fact, the national teacher Liu Ji did not take any measures. It was just that the territory of the Great Zhou was vast and there was a need for personnel to take charge. Secondly, the Bashu Ghost Mansion and the Tiger Demon Family had already taken the banner of breaking away from the Great Zhou Dragon Court. Liu Ji was dispatching personnel to focus on dealing with the matter.

The Longting of the Great Zhou Dynasty would immediately send a Dragon Court emperor to lead 100,000 military souls to deal with the chaos in southern Xinjiang with the supreme god of the Divine Dao Yuanshen.

Seeing Xu Xing silent, Wang Yuanwai moved his lips and said hesitantly: "Since Mr. Xu is a man of good fortune, I don't know if he can settle in a humble house and wait for the situation to stabilize..."

When Xu Xing heard this, he frowned and said, "I won't stay here for a long time, and I will leave here after all."

"Why is Mr. Xu not leaving now? It is better to live in the inn for a while than to temporarily live in the master's mansion. The master's house is bound to be packed up and ensure that it is more comfortable than Mr. Xu's in the inn." Seeing that the king's words were poor, the old shopkeeper hurriedly persuaded with a smile.

Xu Xing thought for a while, sighed and said, "Well, it's okay to live here."

Wang Yuanwai was overjoyed when he heard this, and turned to the old shopkeeper and said, "Dening, please clean up the yard in the east and let Mr. Xu live in today."

The old shopkeeper also looked happy and did not delay. He stood up and ordered the servants to handle the matter.

Seeing this, Xu Xing didn't know how to say anything else, and thought, "It seems that it's best to go to southern Xinjiang before leaving."

At present, his strength has not been restored, and he can only wait until his soul is restored to perform thunder and eliminate the arrogance of evil demons.

After a while, the wine and food were also cured by the servants. The chicken, duck, fish and meat were placed on the table, with meat and vegetables, which looked quite rich. They were filled with cups and cups, and for a while, the guests and hosts were all happy.

In the afternoon, Xu Xing turned back to the inn, packed his clothes with him, went downstairs to settle the bill, and returned to the royal house again.

Ten miles outside the city of the city, broken temple

After about three or four hours, a dark light suddenly enveloped the ruined temple after Xu Xing's technique of Li Fire.

The sheep-driven whip quietly hangs in front of the man in black robe, and a hoarse and rough woman's voice sounds, "I'm so brave, I dare to kill the people in this palace!"

The woman threw her divine thoughts at the ball of black coke that could no longer be seen clearly. Her eyebrows were raised, and the evil spirit was faintly revealed between her eyebrows and eyes, but at this moment, her eyes were flashing with surprise, "Is this... the technique of Lihuo?"

Obviously, the residual aura of the Lihuo Technique reminded the high priest of the Jingyue clan, the god worshipped by the witch people and hundreds of tribes - Tengshe!

Just when the high priest was in amazement, a angrily snorted suddenly came from the void, "What a high priest, you dare to go to the vicinity of my Great Zhou Mansion!"

But I saw the surrounding golden and red divine light sweeping like a tide, and suddenly scattered, turning into a divine realm. The fragrant flowers and plants were born from the void, and the faint fragrance overflowed. A middle-aged emperor with a majestic demeanor slowly walked out.

The middle-aged emperor was wearing an imperial crown, with a face like a jade crown, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, and a lips like a paint. His yellow dragon robe exuded a noble aura of noisy power without anger. His cold eyes stared at the high priest with a bad expression.

The person who came was Ning Zhou Gaozong Ningzhi!

The high priest was secretly alert and suddenly turned around. The veil under the black robe moved slightly, and a charming face appeared. Two thin blood-red lips curled up slightly, as if they were sneering disdainfully, and a hoarse and rough voice sounded again, "Why, the ancestors of the Ning family are finally willing to leave Jinling City?"

With the sarcastic words, a cold blue light as blue as water cut through the void, the crescent moon was curved, and the long and cold sword energy was killed towards Ning Zhi.

"boom……"

The golden red divine light from all directions continued, as if it had become a steel city wall, squeezing towards the high priest. However, when it collided with the narrow sword energy that was crisscrossing, it seemed like cutting tofu, and turned into streams of light and dissipated.

Ning Zhi snorted coldly, obviously knowing that he could not take over the high priest of the Jingyue clan at this moment. A three-foot sword in his palm burned the red flame fire, like the dragon of the gods, with four claws sharp, scales and beards, colliding with the sword of the crescent moon.

"Sing!"

The red dragon roared, the divine light was dazzling, and the flames were flying, trying to annihilate the high priest.

"Divine Sword Chi Xiao!"

The high priest cut open a narrow gap, jumped out of the divine realm with a pale face, looking at the three-foot sword in Ning Zhi's palm in surprise.

"I am the emperor and do not invade all laws. I should sweep away all ghosts and monsters!" Ning Zhi's face was solemn, and he raised the Chixiao in his palm. A huge and heavy sword energy slashed down. The red dragon's eyes glared angrily. The dragon roared after the aftermath passed. The temple was broken behind the high priest, and smoke and dust rose everywhere, and collapsed with a bang!

As the power came, the high priest's charming face finally changed his expression. The purple-black gem in the middle of his forehead flashed repeatedly, mobilizing his magic power frantically. The rich and incomplete black aura turned into a crocodile shadow in front of him. At the critical moment, he had just had time to block the fall of the Chixiao Sword.

"puff……"

In the air, a delicate figure flew out seriously injured. Before he could land, a stream of black smoke sank into the underworld and fled far away.

"Your Majesty, will you go after me?"

At this time, a young heroic general suddenly walked out of the four corners of the east, and bowed to him.

"No, this high priest is cunning. If he pursues, he may be trapped." Ning Zhi waved his hand, returned the Chixiao sword to sheath, and said in a deep voice: "Enter Nanning Prefecture City, first determine the chaos in western Guangdong!"

At this moment, under the underworld, the black light was disillusioned, and the high priest's charming face appeared. He stretched out his fragrant tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his lips, and said hatefully: "Ningzhi, this time, I have recorded it!"

This high priest was originally the princess of the Kyoyo clan, and he was in the same era as Ning Zhisheng!
Chapter completed!