I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 162

As the head falls to the ground.

The smog was lingering, and the real body of the Qingming Demon King also emerged from the smog.

Just look at the silhouette of a fox with a broken tail that was as huge as a hill after the smog cleared, lying on the snowy night with all fours sprawled.

The flying head also turned into a circle in the air, and it rolled around a few times, causing the mountains to shake and the ground to shake, and finally stopped under a big locust tree.

The two blood-like eyes were full of horror and unwillingness.

Although he was dead, the terrifying coercion belonging to the demon king lingered for a long time.

In addition, a mustard bag exploded from the body of the Qingming Demon King.

Yu Chen explored it with the qi of heaven and earth, and there are all kinds of medicines, treasures, and magical instruments inside, which are dazzling and confusing.

But unfortunately, one thing is missing.

- Rare earth mines.

The rare earth mine that was snatched from Zhang Weizhi's thick earth view at the beginning made the old man Wensheng feel inexplicably flustered.

Not at all.

Yu Chen frowned.

Could it be that the Qingming Demon King has already transferred the rare earth mine?

Where to move?
Northern demon clan?

Or somewhere else?
"Tsk, it's too soon to kill, if I knew it earlier, I would still have a trial."

The young mausoleum guard sighed.

But immediately, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, this rare earth mine is of no use to him.

But all kinds of treasures in this mustard bag made him suddenly rich.

Humming an unknown tune, Yu Chen put away the mustard seed bag of the Qingming Demon King, put its corpse into his own mustard seed mustard bag, and took advantage of the snowy night to return.

At the same time, without stopping, Yang Lei and others, who were in charge of the prefecture, returned to Jinling.

He also brought the corpse of Heixuanzi, the demon king, and various utensils in the cave.

As for those people who were rescued, a few deacons were specially arranged to send each other to their respective counties.

As soon as he returned to the state government, Yang Lei told the state shepherd Wu Yong about everything without stopping.

Immediately afterward, he picked up a pen and swiped a brush, wrote the matter into a dossier, and sent it to the capital in the hinterland of Great Xia in a hurry.

Then, I had time to discuss this matter with Wu Yong, the state shepherd.

Wu Yong, forty years old at the time, Jiangzhou State Shepherd, the highest executive of Jinling Prefecture Government, commanded all counties and counties in Jinling, and held the Seven Divisions of Jinling except the Division of Supervisors.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the top leader of Jinling.

What's more coincidental is that although he doesn't practice qi and cultivate Taoism, he is extremely proficient in the formation method.

Yang Lei simply took out the formation in the big pit of the cave that he had copied, and showed it to Wu Yong.

Looking at this complicated and weird pattern, this state shepherd only felt that one head and two big!
After watching for half the night, Yang Lei's eyelids were about to fight, and only then did he see some clues!

Clap!
Hit the table!
Give the majestic Jinling Sword King a big surprise!

"Master Yang! This situation... is extremely terrifying!"

Yang Lei was taken aback.

"In other words, this is not an array, but...a furnace formed by array patterns!" Wu Yong said slowly.

Yang Lei made a question mark.

In his impression, those so-called furnaces are all made of square iron bumps, how could this pattern become a furnace?
I heard Wu Yong, the state herdsman, speak eloquently.

Let's talk about this formation, which is roughly divided into four types-killing, defending, fascination, and gathering.

Corresponding to its ability, the power is respectively, killing, defending, confusing, and gathering energy.

But the composition of the pattern in front of him is not any of these four at all.

The only effect of these formations is - stripping.

Strip off all the essence of the things in the formation, gather them in one place, and make them alchemy!

Compared with the array, this thing is more like the cauldron that alchemists often use.

The difference is that it is a serious furnace, which is made of rare treasures, gods of heaven and earth.

And this thing is trained by people.

Moreover, it can only train people!
In other words, the meaning of the existence of this pattern is to use living people to sacrifice!
"Also, it... seems incomplete."

Wu Yong's face was heavy, and he shook his head slowly:
"The one in front of me seems to be only a part—but even though it is only a part, I have never seen such a vicious and cruel formation anywhere in Great Xia!

Once in it, flesh and blood, vitality, essence... everything will be forcibly pulled away and turned into a pile of dead bones. "

Yang Lei's frown deepened.

He knew that the guy in front of him was one of the top formations in formation, it can be said that he was also the top group in Daxia.

He even once received His Majesty's grace to step into the largest library in Daxia to view the formations all over the world.

Since he said he has never seen such a formation, it can only mean...

"Sure enough, this formation is something from the Northern Demon Realm..." Yang Wei clenched his fists, thinking of the identities of Qingming Demon King and Hei Xuanzi, and immediately came to a conclusion.

"No, it's not quite right." Wu Yong shook his head again, "The monsters in the northern border have mediocre aptitude in formations—they can't make such exquisite formations."

"Ok?"

Yang Wei was stunned: "It's not the formation of the Great Xia, nor the formation of the northern demon clan, so where did this formation of living people come from?"

Wu Yong spread his hands, the meaning is obvious - if you ask me, who should I ask?
All in all, the two of them discussed until it was almost dawn, but they didn't discuss the reason.

Only one thing is certain.

——It’s a big deal.

Even if you don't look at the vicious formation of living people, just the two dead demon kings breaking through the border blockade and entering Jinling's territory is a serious situation that is enough to make any official in Jinling unable to sleep!
The point is, the Qingming Demon King escaped!

So, in the early morning of the next day, a government announcement immediately caused the entire Jinling to explode!

In the notice, it clearly stated the flood and the two demon kings who killed the people of Daxia.

He also named the Qingming Demon King who is fleeing at the moment, and asked all counties and counties to take precautions, and report any suspicious situations immediately!
For a moment, the entire Jiangzhou was in panic and it was difficult to calm down!
Demon King!

That is the majestic demon king!

Even if he is seriously injured, he still exists in heaven for ordinary people!
At the same time, the officials and deacons of Jinling's entire prison stopped what they were doing, and joined the team searching for the demon king with all their strength.

Even within the Supervisory Division, Yang Lei offered a reward to the person who brought back the head of the Qingming Demon King, five thousand Lingbai, a volume of classics in the arsenal, and a rank promotion!
As soon as the news came out, many deacons and deacons of the supervisory department were red-eyed, and they searched harder.

Yang Qingfeng and Deacon Na Jin were no exception.

Running in the snow.

The next day, the two walked along the vast official road to the ruins of the former Wangfu Township.

Search for the trace of the demon king.

Yang Qingfeng was curious, and asked this Deacon Jin, why did he come to Wangfu Township?
Yang Qingfeng knew this old deacon of the supervisory department—he was kind and patient, but a little timid and fearful, and his qualifications were mediocre. He was still in the sea at the age of 50.

But what he didn't understand was that it was obviously located on the edge of the Cang River, closer to Jinling, and it was also the place where the crime happened.

If the Qingming Demon King fled away, he must be heading north, not in the direction of Jinling.

Deacon Jin, who was nearly fifty years old, glanced at the dazed Yang Qingfeng, and just sighed.
"You silly boy! You have the same temperament as Lord Siming, but unfortunately you don't have the skills of Lord Siming! If you really let you run around by yourself, you might actually meet the Qingming Demon King and lose your life!

All the little guys in the company thought this was an opportunity for the sky, right!This is really a great opportunity, five thousand baht is enough to practice for more than a year; the classics in the arsenal can also select the supreme skills; the promotion to a higher level has a bright future.

But these things are good, but no matter how good they are, even if you let you directly be the supervisor, you have to live to enjoy them!

Even if the Qingming Demon King is seriously injured, we can deal with it?

You open the top grade, and I open the sea to complete, isn't this a gift?

Breeze, there is never a pie in the sky! "

Looking at the upright but elm-headed Yang Qingfeng, Deacon Jin waved his hands: "We don't have that much ambition, we've already resigned to our fate, and we just want to work peacefully until retirement and return home with our wives and children on the kang. That's why we came to this impossible place."

Yang Qingfeng frowned, obviously not liking this approach.

Deacon Jin also ignored him, just waved his hands and stopped talking.

The two walked towards Wangfu Township.

But suddenly, the bodies of both of them were shocked!
A terrifying coercion surged from the front!

Like the monstrous waves!
Monster power monstrous!

Deacon Jin almost slapped himself on the forehead!

Can he still not know what it is?

Such terrifying coercion and demon power can only be the Qingming Demon King!
Deacon Jin almost cursed on the spot!

Are you a demon king stupid?

Since they were going to flee, where would anyone flee south?

Isn't your home in the north? !

I came here purposely around Wangfu Township, just to avoid running into you!
Who thought it would be self-defeating?
The terrifying coercion made the two of them fall silent.

Yang Qingfeng trembled for a moment!

Upon seeing this, Deacon Jin gritted his teeth: "Qingfeng, go! Let's hold it!"

Yang Qingfeng was taken aback. Is this the cowardly Deacon Jin who played tricks earlier?
"What are you looking at? Don't leave yet!"

Deacon Jin scolded: "Yes! We are very cowardly! We don't have such great ambitions as you! We just don't want to face that demon king! But if we both have to die, it's impossible for Lao Jin to push you to die, right?"

Seeing Yang Qingfeng's hesitation, Deacon Jin clapped his hands directly, and the qi of heaven and earth erupted, and Yang Qingfeng was slapped hundreds of meters behind him!

He knew very well that the possibility of both of them escaping from the last demon king was very slim.

Only when one person restrains and the other flees, can there be a chance to escape and call in reinforcements!
Deacon Jin drew out the copper knife, and the qi of heaven and earth was poured into it, and the sharp blade burst out!
"What demon king! Let Lao Jin see it!"

After all, go straight to the direction of Wangfu Township!

Looking at his resolute back, Yang Qingfeng almost gritted his teeth.

Turn around and run!

He felt that he almost didn't know Deacon Jin anymore.

The old fritter who played cleverly to avoid the escape route of the demon king, and the iron-blooded man in front of him who was willing to fight for a chance of escape for him and went to death brazenly, couldn't tell which was the real Deacon Jin.

Tears swirled.

On the other side, Deacon Jin rushed through the ruins with a murderous look.

Finally saw the source of that terrifying coercion.

——A fox head the size of a house, with undiminished power, blood-red eyes, horrified and desperate.

Lie on the ground, as if piously kneeling.

And in front of the head, there are wooden tablets with names engraved on them.

It is the people in Wangfu Township who have suffered!

In front of the spirit of the wronged soul, the sinful demon bows his head!
died!

The majestic Qingming Demon King!died!
For a while, Deacon Jin looked at the huge fox head and muttered to himself.

"Qingfeng, we were wrong."

"Heaven, the pie will really fall..."

(End of this chapter)