After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 386 Why can’t you move?

More and more people rushed past Qi Feng, pointing their swords at Ling Miao.

Qi Feng gritted his teeth and thought, he must do something.

correct!

His eyes lit up.

The barrier just exploded. It was an upper realm magic weapon. The intensity of the explosion had probably affected the barrier originally laid out in Shengluo City.

Moreover, except for Junior Sister Ling, no one from the four sects came in. They had just stayed in the barrier for so long, and those close legends might have successfully broken through the formation that defended the city!

No matter what, he had to try!
Qi Feng's heart was beating fast. He quietly took a few steps back, turned his back to the crowd, quietly took out the jade slip, and sent a message to his master.

He quickly tried sending a few words at random, and he actually sent them out.

Qi Feng was ecstatic, and he quickly took action, preparing to send out their location and situation.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

A silver light flashed in his eyes, and pain suddenly spread throughout his body.

Qi Feng's eyes widened in shock and confusion. He lowered his head inch by inch and looked at the long sword stuck in his chest in disbelief.

The cold sword light, mixed with his blood, reflected into his pupils, and he clearly felt the passage of his life.

Qi Feng turned his head dully and sadly, looking at the man standing not far away who had just manipulated the sword and sent it into his chest.

His father.

But the fanaticism on the face of the man standing there did not change at all as he killed his son.

On the contrary, there was only a hint of hatred and resentment in his eyes.

He turned the hand on the sword and controlled the long sword to rotate violently. While taking away Qi Feng's life, he also completely crushed his spiritual root.

He gritted his teeth and yelled: "You rebel! How dare you disobey me!"

"You just don't want to see your father happy!"

"What's wrong? Your father went to the upper world to seize your resources, right! Go to hell! I don't have a selfish son like you!"

Qi Feng failed to respond to his condemnation and fell down softly.

The man retracted his sword with a hook.

Several familiar neighbors on the side nodded towards him.

"Brother Qi is righteous!"

"This kid totally deserves it. He has a better place because of his talent, but he actually looks down on us folks!"

"Yes, those people who have good resources are like this, they just can't stand us being better off! They are all very evil at heart!"

Everyone quickly retracted their attention, turned around and continued to rush towards Ling Miao resolutely.

They want to resurrect their master, they want to follow their master to the upper world, and they want to enjoy better resources!

That's everything they deserve!
There were shouts of beating and killing from below.

But the child standing high up just looked at the crowds of people rushing toward him, getting closer and closer, expressionlessly.

There was no trace of panic in her red eyes, but instead there was a trace of joy and desire to kill.

She raised her hand slightly, and her voice was cruel and hoarse.

"Come on, fools."

"I'm tired of hearing the shouts of beating and killing."

Her red eyes moved up slightly and glanced at the bright moon in the sky.

"Such a beautiful moon deserves to be matched by the... wailing all over the mountains and plains."

A small reddish light spot appeared in front of the child. She stretched out her index finger and tapped on the small light spot.

The small light spot suddenly swelled with her touch, and the original reddish color turned into a murderous scarlet. A huge sense of oppression spread from the red light spot and began to spread inch by inch at an extremely fast speed.

The child's red eyes narrowed slightly. She straightened her arms and pointed at the crowd rushing toward her, with a cruel arc at the corner of her mouth.

The scarlet light spot was about to fly away from her fingertips.

Suddenly, there was silence, and a big hand covered her eyes.

The red dot was wrapped in a force, and the murderous intention was buried. The waterfall-like long hair swept across Ling Miao's face.

A gentle and helpless voice sounded.

"Stop, don't let your hands get stained with killing for such a ridiculous reason."

The sound was very nice, as gentle as a banana falling gently on a clear spring, and it had a soothing magic power.

After the man finished speaking, the child in his arms moved and seemed stunned for a moment.

It was like this for some time.

The red light spot on the child's fingertips disappeared, and the murderous aura around her dissipated. Her hands slowly dropped, and her little body collapsed softly.

Cang Wu put his hand down and dropped it on Ling Miao's shoulder, gently supporting him.

The child fell asleep soundly, as if he had never woken up just now.

Cang Wu lowered his head and his eyes fell on her little face for a long time.

After a while, he bent his lips, slowly raised his head, and looked at the people who had stopped moving again due to the sudden change and were a little at a loss.

The two parties looked at each other.

With just one glance, goosebumps spread all over the body of everyone, including Ji Yu and other ghost cultivators.

They all saw it!

I saw Cang Wu's face as delicate as jade.

And that face.

Those beautiful and coquettish pairs.

Red eyes.

And the one that was pouring down on them.

Extremely coercive demonic energy.

As the source of the demonic energy, the owner of the demonic energy has not even done anything, but the people below have already begun to weaken their legs, their knees are shaking uncontrollably, and they want to kneel on the ground.

None of them could detect the cultivation level of this suddenly appeared man.

The other party could only be a god.

Many people have drumming in their hearts.

But they have seen the god-transformation stage before. They have seen the ghost cultivator in the god-transformation stage.

It’s just that the spirit-transforming ghost cultivator doesn’t have such a terrifying aura!

They couldn't beat him, and they might even be wiped out, there was no doubt about that.

"Why aren't you moving?"

Above the eaves.

Cang Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at the crowd below with a half-smile.

His waterfall-like long hair and light blue robes floated slightly in the wind.

If you ignore the suffocating pressure in the air and those beautiful red eyes.

Just looking at this scene, one would think that such a face and such a person are probably extremely gentle.

But everyone under his pressure was in no mood to appreciate this pleasing scene.

They only feel that they are shrouded in huge danger, fear and uneasiness are eroding their hearts, and they subconsciously defend themselves.

"This... this kid! He interrupted us to save our master! He got killed!"

"And there is a demonic seed in her body! We are here to support justice!"

"Yes! We are doing justice! We are doing justice for God!"

Everyone's voice was slightly louder, but they all stood where they were, and no one dared to take a step forward.

There was a smile on the corner of Cang Wu's mouth. He repeated the words of the people below softly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his gentle voice.

"Do justice for heaven...?"