When Mu Xingqiu arrived at Fu Imperial City, it was not long before dawn, as soon as he flew over the mountains, he felt that the atmosphere was strange, and when he landed in front of the city gate, the feeling became even stronger, as if there was a huge monster like a mountain squatting in the dark, and the fishy breath exhaled made the hair stand on end, but he couldn't see it.

It didn't take long for the sun to rise and it began to show its power, dazzlingly bright, Mu Xingqiu could see the entire city, but no matter how much mana was added, Tianmu couldn't see the source of this strange atmosphere, it was like a diffuse spell, but he couldn't absorb it.

Jiang Huo'er ran forward as soon as he landed, stopped after more than a dozen steps, and looked down at the rope on his waist, which was a magic rope that blessed the talisman, and the two ends were tied to the waists of Mu Xingqiu and Jiang Huo'er respectively.

Jiang Huo'er didn't like the rope on his body, which reminded him of his previous painful experience, he grabbed the rope with both hands and pulled it hard, his strength surprised even Kou San, it didn't have any effect on Mu Xingqiu, after pulling it a few times, the rope that was already stretched straight became longer, Jiang Huo'er happily continued to run forward, and then pulled after straightening, just ran out more than a hundred steps away, and had already entered the city, no matter how hard he tried, the rope couldn't get longer.

The city was empty, and the already deserted streets were even more deserted at this time, and occasionally the wind blew and the doors of the unclosed houses cracked.

Jiang Huo'er had never seen the world, so he didn't think there was anything strange about this empty city at all, staring at a pair of round eyes and looking around, he suddenly found that his feet were off the ground, and he actually rose slowly, he had always wanted to learn to fly, so he was even happier.

The rope lengthened again, and when it rose to about the same height as the city gate tower, it stopped, and Jiang Huo'er was able to look down on most of the city. There was no one anywhere, it was an empty city, a dead city, but there was no sign of destruction, the cattle and horses were quietly eating, resting, enjoying the day without labor, but the cats and dogs were hiding, and occasionally let out a mournful wail.

Mu Xingqiu saw everything in the city with the help of Jiang Huo'er's eyes, and couldn't help but wonder what trick Yi Shijun was playing, he invited himself, but hid the whole city. Mu Xingqiu can't remember the different Shijun. It was entirely because of Qin Lingshuang that he believed in this demon of the souls, and now he couldn't help but regret it a little.

He turned around and saw an old man walking slowly on crutches.

This is a very stylish old man, with a boyish face, a wide robe and large sleeves, a very tall figure, a straight waist, and a cane in his hand that is a head taller than a man—a tall one, and a complete skull stuck in the top of the cane—and he does not walk quickly. Every step was solemn, as if the road was full of humble subjects.

The old man walked up to Mu Xingqiu, stood side by side with him, and looked into the city for a while. "Your method is good, I sent in one hundred and thirty-seven pioneers, and none of them came out. ”

Mu Xingqiu didn't need Jiang Huo'er to check the situation in the city with a talisman, but the little guy was too lively. So let him have a play.

"You're here to attack the Fu Imperial City?" asked Mu Xingqiu.

"Well, this city is more difficult to conquer than I expected, and Yishijun is worthy of being a demon of souls who has lived for thousands of years. A bit of a real skill. The old man turned around and bowed his hand slightly, "In Xialianhai, Shanyang Yongfu, commanding 100,000 scattered cultivators in the south of the Yangtze River, without asking Your Excellency for your honorable name?"

Mu Xingqiu has been walking in the south of the Yangtze River, knowing that there is a Lianhai Mountain, but he has never heard of Yang Yongfu, who is called "One Hundred Thousand Scattered Cultivation", there are many rumors in troubled times, and braggarts abound, Mu Xingqiu doesn't care, and he also salutes: "In the next Mu Xingqiu." It doesn't seem to be too common for the demon clan to scatter cultivation. ”

Yang Yongfu's face changed slightly, "Are you implying that I am a demon clan?"

"It's just a feeling, if it's wrong, forgive me. ”

Yang Yongfu snorted, turned around, and asked after a while, "What do you feel?" I'm not a demon clan, but I want to know why you can detect demon qi from me?"

"No, you don't have demonic energy, that's ...... I feel like I know you, have we met?"

"Huh. Yang Yongfu let out a sneer and did not answer.

Mu Xingqiu became more and more convinced that they must have met, but he couldn't remember it, so he didn't have to bother.

Yang Yongfu turned the crutch in his hand until he was a few inches into the ground, "Don't you want to know why I led the scattered cultivators to attack the Fu Imperial City?"

"For the sake of the Yuan Baby. Mu Xingqiu didn't need to guess.

"Hehe, but do you know who I'm here to capture Yuanying?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head.

"Patriarch. Yang Yongfu said flatly, the result really only attracted a bland reaction, he turned his head to stare at Mu Xingqiu, "I know you have amnesia, but you know who the ancestor is, right?"

"Kun Zhu, you are very lucky, many people want to work for him but have no way to take refuge, what is your unique method?"

"It turns out that you also know the preferences of the ancestors. Yang Yongfu had a smile on his face, "You will be able to see my unique method later, and I can be appreciated by the ancestors, not only for this reason." He paused for a moment, "I'm a friend of Zuo Liuying. ”

"I see. Mu Xingqiu said perfunctorily, Zuo Liuying's image became more and more blurred in his eyes.

"Attacking Fu Imperial City is an extremely important task, Zuo Liuying handed it to me, and I will not let him down. Yang Yongfu nodded solemnly.

Mu Xingqiu felt that they had known each other before, and Yang Yongfu's tone seemed to not want him to "disappoint".

"What are you going to do?" Mu Xingqiu decided to stay out of the matter for the time being, Yi Shijun was powerful, since he didn't ask for help, he just didn't need others to help.

"Yi Shijun is an old slippery head. Yang Yongfu said hatefully, there was a little tremor in his voice, as if he had suffered in the hands of Yi Shijun, "He expected that Fu Huangcheng would be attacked, so he laid out the formation early, he is the demon of all souls, and his body is a law body, changing at will, and abandoning it at will, but he can't leave his body for too long, so he turned the whole city into his own body, including scattered cultivators, Fu Gong masters, and ordinary people, there are forty or fifty thousand bodies." ”

Yang Yongfu pulled out his crutches and pointed into the city, "This is a soul city, with the bodies of tens of thousands of people as bricks and stones, those who enter will be separated from their bodies and souls, and their souls will shuttle through unfamiliar bodies, who else is better at this kind of fighting than Yi Shijun? The easiest way to deal with it is to destroy this city and all the people in the city." Yang Yongfu shook the skull on the top of the crutch, "But no, there are at least twenty Yuan Babies in the city, maybe more, we came to attack Fu Huang City to snatch Yuan Infants, and we must not kill any of them by mistake." ”

On the other end of the rope around Mu Xingqiu's waist was a Yuan Baby. Yang Yongfu didn't show any interest in it as if he didn't recognize it.

"In this way, there is only one way left, to send a master into the city and fight with the king of different history. Yang Yongfu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You've sent in one hundred and thirty-seven pioneers. ”

"They're pathfinders, it's normal to get stuck in them, and they're sending a little bit of information, even if they're defeated, I'm going to send a general to the game. Yang Yongfu looked at Mu Xingqiu.

"I'm not your subordinate, let alone a 'general'. ”

"Of course. My general is someone else, but I need you to do me a favor, and I need to do yourself a favor. ”

"Speak. ”

"The battlefield is ruthless, Yi Shijun is ruthless, he is in a hurry, he would rather die and break the net, someone has to protect those Yuan Babies, if they are killed or injured, my battle will be in vain. It's something that only you can do. Because you are not my general, nor are you a member of the Emperor of the Alternate History. ”

"I'll probably be busy with Shi-kun. "Mu Xingqiu told the truth, he came for this, but he didn't appear in the past. He didn't go straight into the city.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, as long as you prioritize protecting Yuanying at the most critical moment, and you can do whatever you want at other times. ”

It's a simple one. Without Yang Yongfu opening his mouth, Mu Xingqiu would do the same, so he felt a little strange. "You know me, you didn't come out to ask me for help, you wanted to test something. ”

"Daozun is still Daozun, and it hasn't changed since the amnesia, we did know each other once, let's talk about it when you recover your memory. ”

Yang Yongfu raised his crutches, the skull pointed to the sky, a green light pressed into the sky, and dark clouds poured in from all directions, and there were more than 100,000 people inside, although there were not 100,000 people, there were still more than 10,000 people. In troubled times, the population dropped sharply, and it was remarkable that Yang Yongfu was able to gather so many scattered cultivators.

Mu Xingqiu took a closer look with his heavenly eyes and found that the people in the clouds were not all casual cultivators, to be precise, not even more than two percent, and most of the rest were obviously ordinary mortals, and they were pulled to make up the numbers, all of them were pale and frightened.

Dark clouds gathered, seven thunders, seven lightning bolts, quite the momentum of scattered cultivation, and then an iron chain fell from the sky, tying a person at the end.

"Demon, let me go!" the man shouted in the air.

Yang Yongfu smiled: "Mu Xingqiu, you should recognize him, right?"

Of course Mu Xingqiu knew it, it was Pangshan Grandmaster Yang Yannian, they fought twice, the last time in the South China Sea forest, Yang Yannian's Demon Suppression Bell was taken away by his companions, he chose to run away, these things Mu Xingqiu learned from Qin Lingshuang, he was in a half-comatose state at that time.

Yang Yannian stopped above the city gate, his whole body was bound by chains, and when he saw Mu Xingqiu, he let out a loud laugh: "Be proud, boy, what is the Dao system? What is the grandmaster? Now you look at my jokes, it won't be long before it will be your turn!"

Mu Xingqiu didn't squeak, Yang Yongfu pointed at Yang Yannian with a skull, and said coldly: "Yang Yannian, you should feel lucky, the ancestor is willing to give you a chance, and if you don't want to follow in the footsteps of Xiang Haisheng, you will enter the Fu Imperial City to capture the other historian alive." ”

Yang Yannian calmed down a little, "Will the ancestor forgive me?"

"The patriarch has no trust, and naturally there is no forgiveness, the patriarch only needs someone who is able to do things, you are useful, and the patriarch will spare your life. ”

"Do you have to be captured alive?"

"Well, it's enlightened, it's best to capture it alive, and you can kill it. Remember, if you don't win this battle, I will destroy your original form. Yang Yongfu waved his cane, and Yang Yannian entered the city with chains, and disappeared after going deep into Lixu, leaving only the iron chains hanging in the air.

"This is my general, and in a quarter of an hour, if he doesn't win, I will personally lead the generals to attack. ”

Yang Yongfu looked at Mu Xingqiu with a smile, and his smile suddenly disappeared, because Mu Xingqiu's soul had already entered the city, and what remained at the gate of the city was a body, and his soul entered the city while he was outside, and his spells were much stronger than Yang Yannian.

Jiang Huo'er didn't know anything, and flew around within the range of the rope.

Yang Yongfu waved his cane again, and hundreds of scattered cultivators descended from the dark clouds and floated in the air more than a hundred zhang high, "Yishi Jun, Mu Daozun, I won't let you underestimate me again." ”

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