The light blue canopy, like a clean velvet, is inlaid with yellow gold edges, and the red sun adds a touch of color to the sunny day.

The breeze blows gently, and the warm sun covers the earth,

The clear blue sky is cloudless, as clear as jasper,

A long rainbow crossed the sky, like a meteor, flowing rapidly.

"The air of red dust ahead is permeated, there must be a market town!" the words of the Dry Blue Demon God sounded in Yang Qifeng's ears.

The orange rainbow turned, and a man with a tall figure, a face like a crown of jade, and a purple robe stood in levitation.

The eyes flashed with light, and the world changed.

The red dust air is permeated, intertwined with each other, turning into slender and thick, standing upright in front of them.

Above the breath of red dust, a seal is suspended and stands,

On the other side of the French Open, the rules are like knives.

"Demon God, check it, I have demonic energy on my body," Yang Qifeng's eyes were golden and dim, black and white, and he said softly.

"Don't worry, Tiangang Thirty-six is the work of the emperor's painstaking efforts, and it is easy to deceive the spirit of Hongchen,"

"The legal net is tight, the rules are like knives, with my strength into it, the government gives an order, and the red dust can suppress me, I have to be careful,"

There was some confusion in Yang Qifeng's eyes, this mythical world sounded very good.

Monsters are powerful, and they eat people when they move, and even people and animals are swallowed in one bite.

rampant, let people contribute boys and girls.

But really in this world, he knew that this qiē was nothing more than nonsense.

Being able to eat boys and girls so that humans can't resist is all big demons.

At least he must have the strength of the Earth Immortal, and the difference in his strength is too far.

Ordinary little demons, how can they be presumptuous, not to mention those sects that subdue demons and eliminate demons, it is this red dust qi that is enough to crush ordinary monsters.

Looking at the mythical story, the government seems to be transparent, and the demon subjugation depends on Taoist priests and monks.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can know.

This is an impossible thing, as the official government of the mythical world, where the orthodoxy lies.

How can there be no extraordinary power to exist, every city is like a big array, with the government as the eye of the array, condensing the red dust and suppressing the Quartet.

Not only for demons, demons, dragons, but also for other races, the effect is the same.

In the city ahead, the atmosphere of red dust is so spectacular, rising into the sky.

The scale must not be small, and Yang Qifeng must not be careless.

Step by step, he walked forward, no longer turning into a rainbow, and he looked like a mortal.

The towering city wall, which is a hundred zhang high, is cast with blue bricks, carved on the lines, bends and twists, and forms a formation.

A group of soldiers in ink armor and spears in their hands stood on both sides of the city gate, motionless like statues.

There were bursts of murderous aura on his body, and the unjust spirits behind him roared, constantly rushing towards them, but they were three inches away.

A black light flashed, and the unjust soul was kicked away directly, unable to get close.

Pingyao Town!

Yang Qifeng glanced at the name of the city, and a colorful tiger jumped out of the word and pounced towards Yang Qifeng.

He remained silent and walked briskly forward.

"Stop!" the black armor soldier with a spear in his hand stretched out the spear in his hand,

The spears crossed, blocking Yang Qifeng's way forward.

The aura of red dust permeated out, turned into a net, and spread densely all around, as long as Yang Qifeng moved, it immediately fell.

"It's been discovered, no,"

"They can't find out who they really are,"

"It's my own strength that has leaked," Yang Qifeng instantly thought things through.

The demonic aura was covered up by him, and the art of change could be concealed, but the strength of his Yuan Shen stage could not be concealed.

"Donghou has an order, Pingyao Town is under martial law, and those who cultivate the Tao can register to enter," a Mojia soldier said in a deep voice.

"How to register?" Yang Qifeng glanced at the three words of Pingyao Town, he was discovered, and that was the effect.

This is written by a strong man, and the words are channeled through the gods, with their own miracles.

"Name?sect?"

"Mu Yi, scattered cultivation,"

"Enter!"

The registration was extremely simple, and after answering two questions simply, Yang Qifeng walked into Pingyao Town.

Pingyao Town is under martial law, but it can't be seen on the street.

People come and go, and it can be regarded as prosperous.

It was aimed at the cultivators, and it did not cause trouble to this ordinary person.

Yang Qifeng was indifferent to the purpose of martial law in Pingyao Town, he came to accomplish his goal.

The two are not in conflict.

The sun shone under the eaves, with the late autumn temperature, and the smell of cooking smoke wafted in from the outside of the yard, and the voices of people were faint.

Yang Qifeng had been wandering around Pingyao Town for a while, and he came here to look for a woman who was ten months pregnant, and directly put his doppelganger into it.

To cut out the clone, not only does it need the Yuan Spirit Fruit, but also some materials for refining the clone.

In this way, Yang Qifeng dislikes that it is too laborious, and it is far better to start from scratch directly.

This can also solve the identity of the doppelganger, which is simple, convenient, and has a buffer period of more than ten years, so that Yang Qifeng can start to prepare.

Seeking merit is not a trivial matter.

Those sects are like dogs, and they smell and come here.

An unidentified person, too eye-catching.

There is no fool in the world who can judge that this is a doppelganger.

So I don't want to fall short, Yang Qifeng has to plan carefully every step.

Now it is necessary to look for a target, first of all, the rich and the rich are excluded, such a goal is too obvious.

There is no one to mess with in the mythical world.

How can there be no background in the family, the doppelganger has just been invested, and it is not compatible with the body, this is also a kind of snatching, there must be something different, and it is easy to be detected.

It takes a while to get used to it before it can be fully integrated.

Poverty and the like were also excluded by Yang Qifeng.

He wants to implement the plan, and ordinary people can't afford this expense.

With a little property and a medium family, this is the most suitable object.

Yang Qifeng ignored the high-ranking mansion while walking, and listened to the news around him with both ears as he walked.

Time is long, and in the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

In ten days, Yang Qifeng walked through Pingyao Town.

At this moment, he was standing beside a stout tree that three people were hugging,

The trees are tall, the branches hang down, and they are green.

He looked at a mansion, which was not magnificent, but it was not bad.

"Eight have been ruled out, and this is the last one that has been calculated to be suitable,"

"If this family is not suitable, I can only leave Pingyao and go to other towns,"

"There's no need to replace it, it's just this one,"

Looking at the word Liu Fu written by the dragon flying and phoenix dance, Yang Qifeng showed a look of satisfaction.

Isn't he just looking for someone surnamed Liu? Now that the target has been found by him, how can he not be satisfied?