The bright moon shone on a small river on the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

In the winter of last year, the border armies of the Northern Wei and the Southern Dynasties fought more than ten times around this small river, and finally a fortress here in the Northern Wei Dynasty was overcome, and soon after, because the Southern Dynasty army continued to go deeper, the army deployment was converted, but there was no Southern Korean army stationed in this area, and the actual control was returned to the hands of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

After the Demon Sect left the Northern Wei Dynasty, a large number of border troops defected, and the Northern Wei Dynasty did not have the possibility of conquering the lost territory at all.

Due to the defection of a large number of troops, even some of the fortresses that had not been attacked by the border troops of the south were no longer garrisoned by this time, and two hundred miles north from this place, five of them were already empty, like huge abandoned tombs in the night.

Not only is the entire Northern Wei border lifeless, but the entire Luoyang and the entire Northern Wei Dynasty are also entangled in a kind of twilight that cannot be seen or touched, but seems to be real, pressing on the hearts of every Northern Wei people.

In a dilapidated corner tower by the river, which looked like it was about to collapse, sat two cultivators dressed as Taoist priests.

The two Taoist practitioners were middle-aged men in their forties, one with a dust whisk in the crook of his left arm, and the other with empty hands and a purple-gold gourd hanging from his waist.

Both of these practitioners were worshipped by the Wuyi Division of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The Wuyi Division of the Northern Wei Dynasty was under the direct control of the Northern Wei Imperial Palace, and its function was originally to check all the cultivators in Luoyang, in case powerful cultivators entered Luoyang without knowing it, and at the same time to supervise all the cultivators under the valves of the various powerful sects.

It's just that after Yuan Yan left Luoyang, the authority of the Wuyi Division has been further expanded, and they will also assist in receiving and transmitting the information transmitted back by many Southern Dynasties.

These two Wuyisi cultivators were originally also from the Southern Dynasty, and in the Northern Wei Dynasty, there were many Southern Dynasty Taoist cultivators like them who could no longer gain a foothold in the Southern Dynasty, and then had to flee to the Northern Wei Dynasty, where they were reused.

Although the Northern Wei Dynasty was shrouded in a heavy twilight at this time, and it made people feel that the future was uncertain, these two Wuyi Division cultivators never had the slightest intention of returning to the Southern Dynasty.

The bright moonlight shines on the way home, and the bright moonlight always makes it easy to remember the way home, but these two Wuyisi cultivators have long been homeless in the Southern Dynasty, on the contrary, they both have family businesses in Luoyang.

So when the moonlight fell on the corner tower where they were at this time, they remembered their home in Luoyang.

The moon has not yet risen in the middle of the sky, and it stands to reason that if it is not obscured by dark clouds, the moonlight will become brighter and brighter.

But at this moment, the two Wuyi Division cultivators suddenly felt that it was getting dark.

There are no dark clouds.

It was only on the path at the south end of the river that a middle-aged man who seemed to be about the same age as them appeared.

The aura on this man's body was calm, and even those who had already appeared in their sight, the two cultivators of the Wuyi Division didn't even feel anything unusual about this middle-aged man.

It's just that when their gaze fell on the middle-aged man, they only felt as if their perception had been pulled by an inexplicable force, so that they could instantly be sure that the other party already knew about their existence.

Who is this man?

Who could have such a calm aura on their bodies, but give them such a feeling that they are not at all on the same level, and even devour everything in this side of heaven and earth?

The two Wuyi Division cultivators couldn't see the man's face clearly at this time, but their eyes subconsciously fell on the man's neck.

The word "Demon Sect" already appeared in their minds.

It's just that the man's neck is very flat, and there is no unusual decay or bulge, which does not match the information they have received before, which makes the two cultivators feel a little at ease.

It's just that the other party didn't have much time for them to think, and in the next moment, the man looked up at the corner tower, and his eyes fell on them sitting in the shadow of the corner tower.

The two of them still couldn't see the man's face clearly, because as the man looked up, the air between the two cultivators and this person seemed to distort slightly, forming many translucent textures, like many layers of glass folded together.

Behind these translucent textures, the middle-aged man's face seems to have turned into countless faces... Countless different faces.

But these slightly distorted faces have the same characteristic, that is, they are full of dead air, like the faces of dead people.

The middle-aged man just glanced up at the corner tower, and the two Wuyi Division cultivators let out a terrifying scream at the same time.

They only felt this moment, as if there were countless dead people's faces flying towards them from a distance of hundreds of feet.

Their screams of fear came only from the intuitive feeling of perception, but at the same time, they felt a slight tingling in the skin of their bodies, and felt the real power invade.

The hands and feet of the two Wuyi Si cultivators became extremely cold, the flesh and blood of their bodies became stiff, and even the True Yuan flowing in the meridians seemed to become slower than usual.

They had never encountered such a terrible opponent, nor had they ever encountered such a terrible method.

Neither of them knew how to deal with such a strange attack from the other.

The two of them just wanted to escape.

The two of them used their strongest means without thinking.

A purple flame lit up first.

The purple flame came from the gourd on the waist of the Wuyi Si cultivator.

The true yuan in his body continued to pour into the bottom of the gourd, and many purple phosphorus fires rushed out from the mouth of the gourd, spraying all around, burning violently.

This is Yin Phosphosand, a poisonous magic weapon that can completely burn the true element.

At the same time, the sea of qi of the Wuyisi cultivator beside him gushed out of the surging natal vitality, and a cloud of white light seeped out from the depths of his sea of qi.

However, at this moment, there was a soft snap, and the white light had not completely changed completely, and the center had already collapsed directly.

The sea of Qi of that Wuyi Si cultivator exploded directly, and countless fragments of flesh and bones rushed towards his body like a waterfall.

The cultivator who was still spraying the yin phosphorus sand was directly frightened and stupid, he found that these yin phosphorus sand of his body could not burn the other party's true yuan at all, but his fear only lasted for a short breath.

A gray shadow landed on his open mouth like a gray moth, and a series of strange sounds sounded in his throat, and his body was torn apart by the force that erupted from the depths of his body, turning directly into a flying body of flesh and blood.

The middle-aged man's complexion did not change at all, he just took a deep breath at this time.

In the night full of blood, many gray flames quietly ignited, and then surged towards his body with his breathing.

"Does it have to be like this?"

The middle-aged man's voice rang out.

His voice is no stranger to many people in Jiankang City, and even more familiar to more people in the land of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

He is indeed a Demon Sect.

His neck was indeed extremely smooth, and there were no signs of malignant ulceration at this time.

It's just that after he devoured the vitality of these two Wuyisi cultivators, two gray tear stains naturally appeared in the corners of his eyes, which looked very weird, making his face like a mask.

"Do you have to go all the way to Luoyang like this?"

When he opened his mouth to say the second sentence, the cultivator Yuwen Lie, who was even more mysterious than him, appeared not far behind him, smiled and nodded, and responded, "Of course it needs to be like this, otherwise how can you become a demon king that everyone hates but can't deal with." ”

The Demon Sect shook his head and stopped talking.

Yuwen Hunt's figure quickly disappeared not far behind him.

The Demon Sect continued to move in the direction of Luoyang.

At dawn, he came to the first lively market town on the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

An official road in the Northern Wei Dynasty passed through this market town.

Outside the market town, there were a small number of Northern Wei border troops stationed, and the number was in the hundreds.

Several cavalry scouts quickly discovered his presence, and after issuing a warning signal, the cavalry marched towards him while questioning him from a distance.

No sooner had their voices than their heads burst apart, as if shattered by their own voices.