Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Liuzhou, Yunzhong Mansion.

This prefecture is the core hinterland of Liuzhou, even Liuzhou City is located here.

It got its name because it was filled with clouds and mists all the year round in ancient times, and it looked like a fairyland in the clouds.

Liuzhou is originally a rainforest and swampy environment, and the traffic is extremely difficult. It is very difficult for merchants and bodyguards to travel between cities, and the road is very dangerous.The terrain of Yunzhong Mansion is relatively flat, and some high-level warriors have personally cleared large forests, filled swamps, and built roads. Therefore, it is connected to other prefectures and counties in Liuzhou, extending in all directions, and this has become an important core hub.

This was originally a great good deed of Fuze's descendants, but in recent years, corruption in Liuzhou's officialdom has prevailed, and officials do not seek merit but seek no fault, and they have become increasingly inactive.

The roads cleared by the high-level warriors are becoming more and more overgrown with weeds, and they are abandoned.

Days of drought have also shrunk the original rainforest. Large areas of trees are dead, and the dry and hard soil is exposed in the swamp. Not to mention clouds and mist, not even a few living things can be seen.

Coupled with the occurrence of the rebellion and the fleeing of the refugees, the once fairyland in the clouds is left with devastated scenes.

A white palm caressed a tree trunk that had been stripped of its bark, touching the marks that resembled teeth gnawing. The man sighed: "I didn't expect that Liuzhou in the Taitai Dynasty would have been rotten." Decline to Sri Lanka."

This is a woman with a delicate face. Although she is wearing a strong outfit similar to that of a martial artist in the Jianghu, she looks quite dashing, but her white and tender fingers, as well as her detached and noble temperament, can still be distinguished. It is a cultivator!
A male cultivator next to him agreed.

"Through this journey, I have already seen that the Emperor of the Taitai Dynasty is brutal, the officials are corrupt and incompetent, and the people are miserable. He dares to declare war on us, which is really a sign of defeat!"

"I just don't know where the monks came from. They spread the technique of turning corpses in Liuzhou, making the people here miserable, and causing countless civilian casualties."

Before he finished speaking, someone next to him cast a warning look.

"Qingshi, speak carefully."

The face of the person who spoke was middle-aged, more calm and steady, and he was also one of the leaders of their operation.

The male cultivator's real name was not Qingshi. In order to prevent the Datai Gods from locking and killing them by name, a group of immortal cultivators used pseudonyms, and even their faces were disguised.

The middle-aged man warned Qingshi, of course not against what he said, but they were behind enemy lines, so they had to be careful in what they did and said.

If this kind of false talk about the gods is heard, it will definitely lead to disaster.

Qingshi rubbed his nose in a disheveled manner, not daring to say anything more.

The middle-aged monk whose pseudonym was Cangsong sighed slightly, feeling quite dignified.

As a monk of Taixu Palace, going deep into the territory of the Great Tai Dynasty and disrupting the situation, it is conceivable that this operation is unprecedentedly dangerous. Cangsong himself can even be said to come here with the determination to die.

However, the monks who were traveling with him were not only not outstanding in terms of realm and strength, but also several of them had strange temperaments and were independent.

This Qingshi is not bad, but when thinking of that fellow Taoist named "Yunyan", Cangsong only feels his head is as big as a bucket and feels bitter.

"This team is not easy to lead..."

Feelings are emotions, Cangsong can't do anything about it.

After all, the senior officials of Taixu Palace did not have much expectation for this action, and their support was limited. There were very few cultivators who were willing to take great risks to participate, and they had no choice.

If Master hadn't personally named him, Cang Song would not have wanted to take over this mess.

Thinking of this, Cang Song silently looked at a beautiful figure not far away, and thought curiously in his heart: "This Fellow Daoist Haoyue is obviously talented, and he is also appreciated by the Elder Huashen. He has a bright future, so why did he take the risk himself?"

This female cultivator had a cold demeanor, her expression was indifferent, and she had a calm demeanor, as if she could be calm when the sky fell.

Walking in the decaying jungle, this woman feels incomparably harmonious with it. The nearby vegetation seems to be rejuvenated because of her arrival, and they are bowing their heads to show their respect.

Who else is it not Su Dai?
It's just that the current her breath is much deeper than before, and the meaning of nobleness and dignity is more obvious, which makes ordinary people subconsciously feel ashamed of themselves.

The other monks looked at Su Dai unconsciously with a little awe and fear.

"Bone, your killing intent is too obvious, if you don't restrain yourself, you will be exposed very easily."

Su Dai looked at the person at the end of the line and said calmly.

This cultivator's face was slightly ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched all the time, as if he was enduring extremely hard.

"I can't take it anymore, let me leave alone, I just want to kill a few more warriors from the Great Thai Dynasty."

The white bone is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. His master, brothers, and Taoist companions totaled dozens of people, all of whom died in a surprise attack by the Taitai God Dynasty.

When he arrived at the scene and witnessed the tragic scene with his own eyes, he was completely insane.

Since then, only the obsession of killing the warriors of the Taitai Dynasty remained in Baigu's heart, so he participated in this operation. For him, this is a journey that must die. He just wants to burn himself Kill a few more enemies before your life.

The ferocious aura gradually escaped from the body of the bones, causing the expressions of other monks in the team to change slightly.

Nobody wants to mess with a lunatic looking for self-destruction.

Not to mention, his strength is considered the strongest among the crowd.

Regarding this, Su Dai looked indifferent, and just pointed out lightly.

The spiritual power in the surrounding air vibrated, rippling out substantial ripples, as if the bright moonlight from the sky poured down, condensed on her fingertips, and fell straight between the brows of the bones.

Bai Gu felt a bone-piercing icy cold, as if even his spiritual consciousness was about to freeze.

I don't know how long it has passed, Bai Gu slowly opened his eyes and regained most of his clarity, but he looked at Su Dai with even more fear.

Su Dai's voice came: "If you go crazy again, you will die."

"If you are massacring now, it will only expose our existence, and what is the use of killing only low-level warriors?"

"Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish and let you die at the most suitable time."

Bone nodded dully and stopped talking.

"You can suppress bones at will, this Haoyue...is definitely not an ordinary Nascent Soul!"

Cang Song only felt that Su Dai's strength was unfathomable, but he was relieved that at least there was a reliable person in the team.

Suddenly, the sound transmission talisman on Cangsong's waist became hot, and he quickly picked it up and listened carefully.

When the message was transmitted, the sound transmission symbol also turned into black ashes and burned up.

Cangsong's expression became serious, and he said to the monks: "I have received definite news that many powerful men from the Zhenling Division of the Great Tai Dynasty have arrived at Yunzhong Mansion."

"If these warriors can be defeated one by one, the power of the Taitai God Dynasty stationed inside will be greatly reduced, and perhaps a god general can be restrained."

"Moreover, there is a prince from the Taitai Dynasty in his team!"

Hearing this, everyone cheered up, except for people like Bai Gu who wanted to die, most of the monks took up this task, naturally to get rewards for their meritorious service.

The head of the prince of the Great Thai Dynasty is obviously worth a lot.

Of course, monks who dare to plan these warriors must have certain reliance.

Although they are generally Nascent Soul monks, and even have a few golden elixir, the Elder Huashen of Taixu Palace once bestowed a secret treasure, which can cast spells similar to those performed by Huashen several times. This is the monk's reliance.

Qingshi couldn't hold back his excitement, and couldn't help asking: "Shall we set off now?"

"At least wait for Yunyan to come back and talk about it first?"

Cang Song shook his head helplessly: "Besides, as Haoyue said, our disguise is not perfect, and we need to adjust it a little bit more."

******
In a city in Yunzhong Mansion.

This place is not far from Liuzhou City. Standing on a tall building, you can even look at each other from a distance. It belongs to one of the most core cities in Qingzhou.

The periphery of the city is also surrounded by a large number of low-level living corpses, but compared to the chaos in Suyun County, they look more orderly, like an army that can be driven.

The source of corpses transformed by high-level warriors can naturally control lower-level living corpses.

Such a scene shows that there are a large number of rebel leaders stationed in the city.

These people have not yet fully revivified, and still have the senses and desires of living people.

After they overthrew the control of the Liuzhou government, dragged down those high-ranking officials and chopped off their heads, after the initial ecstasy, they fell into deep confusion and emptiness.

Looking at the situation where most of the civilians began to transform into living corpses, even though the rebels firmly believed in the human immortal law and believed that they were becoming immortals, no one told the rebel leaders what to do next.

They seem to have accomplished their original goal, and they don't need to insist on anything anymore.

So, it is better to follow the desire and enjoy yourself to the fullest.

The former city lord's mansion.

A not too beautiful melody floated out.

In the lobby, several maids were carefully playing the musical instruments. Their movements were slightly unfamiliar, and there was a strong fear hidden in their expressions, but they did not dare to show the slightest bit, and there was a flattering smile on their lips.

"Madam of the city lord, you play really badly."

A strong man with a height of two meters was shirtless and sat on the main seat. He frowned dissatisfiedly and looked at a young woman who still had a charm in front of him: "It's not as good as your voice."

The strong man grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "You do this in front of everyone, otherwise, I'm going to be angry."

Some of these women wearing maid uniforms were real maids, some were female relatives in the official mansions in the city, and some were women he had randomly picked up among the refugees.

Hearing this, the city lord's wife blushed in embarrassment and felt a strong sense of shame in her heart, but when she thought of this man's brutal methods, she had no choice but to do as he said.

After listening, the strong man was overjoyed and laughed loudly.

"Not bad! Very good!"

But in the next second, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy: "Unfortunately, I'm tired of hearing it."

"Come on, drag it down!"

"By the way, the best piece has to be left to me."

The city owner's wife turned pale with shock, and said in amazement: "No... Please, don't kill me."

But several warriors with stiff faces had already stepped up and dragged the woman out abruptly.

Not long after, there was a scream from outside, followed by a creepy chewing sound.

These sounds made the pretty faces of the other women in the lobby turn pale, and one of the women burst into tears, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, sobbing: "Mother..."

The strong man glanced coldly, and fell on the young lady's face, with twisted tyranny flashing in his eyes.

"Your face is very nice. It seems that I have another one in my collection..."

Just when he was about to continue sadistically for fun, a disgusted voice came from outside the hall.

"Tong Erniu, your people have soiled my clothes again."

The one who walked in was a scribe in white, with a little blood on his hem.

Just looking at his back, one might feel that this person is a suave and suave person with an extraordinary bearing, but once one sees that face, all illusions will collapse.

The scribe has a horse face, with different facial features, full of pockmarks, and a big black mole on his chin.

Hearing the title "Tong Er Niu", the strong man stared angrily and was extremely dissatisfied.

Ever since they occupied this city, almost no one dared to call him that. These female relatives and servants all had to call him "Master Tong!"

But the white-clothed scribe in front of him...he might not be able to beat him.

Tong Er Niuweng said in a low voice: "Ma Lian Zhang, why are you looking for me?"

The horse face glanced at the lobby, except for the many beautiful women kneeling on the ground, there was no shortage of musical instruments such as silk, bamboo and flute, and there were also expensive calligraphy and paintings everywhere. Precious porcelain, jewelry, gold and silver were thrown away like garbage. Heaped on the ground, not even a place to stand.

Extravagant!

Even nouveau riche will not make such a battle.

Ma Lian sneered from the bottom of his heart: "This Er Niu doesn't know a single character, let alone the rhythm, but he likes to be arty, it's really ridiculous!"

But on the surface, Ma Lianzhang still said: "Now you don't care about the affairs of the city at all, and you just stay in the city lord's mansion all day long to have fun, should you be more sober?"

"The army of the God Dynasty is about to fight over!"

Tong Erniu didn't think so, he grinned and said, "I've been fighting all my life, can't I enjoy myself?"

"When I become a fairy queen, where will I still be as happy and unrestrained as I am now?"

Tong Erniu is different from most believers of Human Immortal Sect. He was a member of the Liuzhou rebels before.

There were frequent rebellions in Liuzhou, but they could not be completely suppressed. Apart from Liuzhou's complicated terrain, the connivance of the government was a more important reason.

Liuzhou is very poor, with scarce farmland, limited farming output, and it is inconvenient for merchants to do business, which makes the government also very poor.

So what should the official who takes office do if he wants to make money and credit?

The answer is counterinsurgency.

War needs money, you can justifiably ask the Emperor for it, deduct a sum from the army Felix, and grab another sum from the rebels, won't you get the money?

Officials still have military achievements for nothing, earning a lot of money.

It is said to the outside world that Liuzhou's poor mountains and evil waters are home to troublesome people, and the gods are clearly in good weather, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, but the troublemakers want to rebel, and they can't stop them.

Although Tong Erniu has never read a book, he has heard a word from others - to raise the bandit's self-respect.

It is the situation in Liuzhou.

Once, all the government troops killed the rebels' base camp. The leader took the silver taels they sent, stepped on Tong Erniu's head, crushed it several times, and laughed: "Next year , see you later." Then he let them go.

Tong Erniu will never forget the scene of that day in his life.

But now, the person who said that has been hung on the city wall by him, and his body is almost rotting away.

Looking at Tong Erniu's expression on his face, he knew that he didn't listen at all, but he said again: "I also heard that the strong man from the Zhenling Division has arrived at Yunzhong Mansion, and he might come to kill him at some point. "

Tong Erniu stood up, his tall body was extremely oppressive, and his body surface was glowing with an ashen color, which seemed to be stronger than refined iron.

He twisted his neck, flexed his muscles and bones, made a clicking sound, and then said grimly.

"Zhen Lingsi, let them come!"

"I want to see what skills these court eagle dogs have."

"With the help of countless immortals in the city, plus our strength, we will definitely make them come and go!"

boom!
Almost at the moment these words fell, a muscular figure slammed through the roof and fell down like a meteorite.

The top of this person's head was clean and hairless, quite dazzling in the sun, it was Tu Yuanwu.

He frowned and shouted angrily: "The thief will die!"

The surging qi and blood spread loudly, as if the field enveloped Tong Erniu and Ma's face in it.

The face of the horse changed slightly: "Yang Yanyu, the fifth realm!"

"Come so fast!"

Seeing this, Tong Erniu was not surprised but delighted, and laughed ferociously: "Hahaha, good time!"

"I've only tasted the flesh and blood of the fifth realm twice, and it's really delicious."

He was actually a martial artist who had killed the fifth realm.

After Tong Erniu laughed, the muscles and bones on his back wriggled and twisted, and his ribs cracked open.

Two pairs of fleshy wings made of black bones opened suddenly from the gap. There were four wings in total, each of which was seven or eight meters long when fully opened. Zhang bloody beauty face, the face is beautiful and moving, but the expression is extremely painful.

This is exactly Tong Erniu's so-called collection.

Not only that, his bones began to drill out of the body surface, forming bone spurs, bone blades, coupled with squirming muscles, Tong Erniu has completely looked like a demon.

Seeing this, Tu Yuanwu felt awe-inspiring, and swallowed slightly.

The opponent's strength seemed to be stronger than he expected.

But now, the arrow is on the string and has to be launched.

Tu Yuanwu stirred up all the qi and blood in his body, his bald head began to shine, and fist shadows, sword lights, and sword aura formed in midair, pouring down on Tong Erniu like a torrential rain.

Tong Erniu didn't hide, his four wings shook at the same time, arousing layers of air waves, and rushed towards Tu Yuanwu.

Most of the light and shadow condensed by Qi and blood shattered, and Tu Yuanwu had no choice but to fight it with his body.

Bang bang bang!
The two sides you come and go, it is the most dangerous physical fight.

The strong wind continued, tearing the surrounding houses to shreds.

Tu Yuanwu became more and more frightened during the Vietnam War: "A leader of the rebel army has such strength?"

Seeing himself falling into a slump, even bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Tu Yuanwu gritted his teeth, and finally shouted loudly.

"Brother Lu, save me!"