Qingqiu leaves are a specialty of Qingqiu country, with unique spiritual power fluctuations on them.
They can sense creatures that are also Qingqiu people.
So they can also lead creatures to find the gate of Qingqiu country.
Wei Yuan held the fallen leaf bookmark with his fingers. Now the spiritual power on it fluctuated along the veins of the leaf, and the light appeared and disappeared from time to time, and occasionally flashed violently, obviously sensing that the monsters such as Qingqiu foxes were in an emergency.
Hu Ming, the vixen, left a good impression on Wei Yuan. After thinking about it, he picked up the sword to find the direction indicated by the green leaf.
He went to the opposite side and knocked on the door of the flower shop.
......
Hu Ming's breathing was a little rapid.
He was a little arrogant.
The resentment and evil spirit on the opposite side exceeded the limit he could deal with. Qingqiu foxes were not a race good at fighting, and he was also injured. The current situation was really embarrassing. He could only hope that the special operations team could arrive earlier.
He looked at the road he had come from, and saw a series of car accidents caused by the rampage of the insect swarm.
People's exclamations, screams, and car horns were all over the place.
One road had already been paralyzed.
I don't know if anyone was injured. Human cubs are very fragile.
Hu Ming was a little worried.
He didn't like grown-up people very much, but he was very tolerant of children who had lost their naughtiness.
This was the result of him trying his best to avoid crowds and traffic, and trying to guide the crazy revengeful spirit to a direction where there were few living beings. If this kind of monster with extremely high individual and extremely fast reproduction ability appeared in a place with a large flow of people, it could produce a destructive power that was not inferior to that of a big monster, or infectiousness.
Hu Ming tried his best to raise his demon power.
But it affected the previous injuries.
The flying action was stagnant, and the insect swarm caught up and knocked down on a not-so-wide road.
It was a fox with silver stripes.
When he finally fell to the ground, he used the fox fire to burn the insects wrapped around his body into ashes, leaving an arc-shaped flame barrier on the ground to block the invasion of the insect swarm. However, this was already the limit. Hu Ming felt that he had made a mistake. He stopped the resentful spirits for the sake of humans, but he paid for himself.
This may be the influence of reading too many books.
He muttered helplessly in his heart.
Everyone has compassion, and only humans have compassion.
There are those who look like gentlemen among furry creatures, and there are also those who look like furless animals among humans.
The insect swarm huddled together, like a twisted person, looking at the fox and said: "I just told you not to interfere. If you regret it now, it's too late."
The fox spirit said lazily: "I should tell you that you still have some time to regret."
"Oh? Why?"
"Because this is Shenzhou."
When Hu Ming said this, he had a confidence that he himself didn't understand.
Although it might be a bit strange for a monster to say such words, the monsters and spirits living in Shenzhou all know how self-conscious the practitioners born in Shenzhou are in maintaining the order of the human world.
Although it is very likely that they will handcuff themselves back when they arrive.
The fox spirit thought with some sadness.
But at least I have done something, so I won't be locked up in prison.
The insect swarm opened its mouth and laughed silently, then raised its hand to swing it down. The dense insects would pass by the fox spirit in an instant, and in the end, not even a bone would be left. But at this moment, a flame suddenly rose up.
But it was not the flames that caused this scene, but the wind.
The extremely violent wind!
The wind swept the flames around Hu Ming, causing them to rise up, directly igniting all the insects, and they fell to the ground with crackling sounds, followed by a loud whistle, and the sword light rose up, splitting the insect swarm in half from top to bottom.
A black shadow came out from the swarm of insects.
Step.
The man landed, turned his long sword, and raised his hand with five fingers open.
The violent wind spun against the wind, making a fierce and piercing whistle, dragging all the insects into it.
There were strange fluctuations in the front and back of the road.
It was a ghost's illusion, which could guide ordinary people to bypass this area.
The fox spirit widened his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably due to his instinct as a monster. The demonic aura of the Qin and Han demon lingered around the man, emitting a green demonic light. The thin and fast-flowing wind was like a cluster of blades, cutting the insects into pieces.
This breath reminded Hu Ming of the huge monsters he had seen before.
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"It's a big monster!"
The old fox was a little excited and wanted to follow the ancient etiquette to pay a solemn visit to thank the big monster for its help.
The green demonic aura slowly dissipated, and the person turned around and asked calmly:
"Is Mr. Hu okay?"
The familiar voice made Hu Ming's face stiffen.
He raised his head little by little and saw Wei Yuan, who had just left not long ago.
But the young man who looked friendly just now, now wearing black clothes and holding a sword, with a scabbard on his back, the hood of his sweater pulled up, and the waves of wind and the unique ancient demonic aura of the Qin and Han big monsters, made Hu Ming's brain a little stuck.
What's going on? !
People? Big monsters?
Just swept by the strong wind and torn by the sword energy, there are still some remnants of the insect swarm.
A face with a face of resentment was vaguely formed.
He roared and rushed towards Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan held the sword in his right hand, raised his left hand, and held the broken sword in reverse. At the same time, the exorcist talisman suddenly lit up. This was a magical power directly targeting the soul. Even if it was not from the land of Shenzhou, the basic composition of the soul was the same.
The resentment rushed towards Wei Yuan.
The illusions that appeared in front of Wei Yuan were from the memory of the Indian resentful soul.
The so-called friend who had sincerely asked for help eventually turned the butcher knife to the tribe, completely forgetting who had extended a friendly hand to them when they first arrived in the New World.
The brave compatriots fell in the charge.
The other party used short knives and daggers to cut off their scalps and went to the foggy city in exchange for a bounty.
The other party proposed a one-on-one duel.
How could a cowardly and treacherous person be a match for a warrior? !
But when they were about to win, they tied up their wives and children.
Whenever I attacked, I would stab my child with a knife, so I could only defend myself. The child's crying distracted me, and the smell of blood made me lose my consciousness. Finally, when I fell, I saw my child's eyes that had lost their light.
A man with golden hair and blue eyes raised his hand triumphantly.
Someone read out loud: "Under the witness of God, through a one-on-one duel, the loser's land was obtained fairly and morally."
Unwilling, astonished.
In the end, there was only endless resentment.
Damn, damn, damn!
Invaders, damn!
The perfidious, damn!
Even if I die, even if I die for a hundred years or two hundred years, I will not bypass you!
No!!
The illusion spread out in front of Wei Yuan because of the resentment. It was an extremely real slaughter field. At the same time, two groups of people rushed towards him, and the natives of the New World who died unwillingly were lying on the ground. Wei Yuan did not take action and let the people in the illusion pass through his body.
Looking at those people who died unwillingly, young and old, they were all real things in the past.
It was unbearable.
Wei Yuan sighed.
He casually grabbed the shovel in the illusion and buried those who died in vain.
But he did not recite the Lingbao Sutra.
The illusion formed by the resentful spirits and the evil spirits was broken in an instant, and the swarm of insects was tearing towards Wei Yuan. The latter broke the sword in his left hand and slashed forward. The sword light was lightly across the swarm of insects, and the swarm of insects transformed by the evil spirits separated and reunited in an instant.
The resentful soul looked at Wei Yuan, his expression was crazy and surprised: "You can understand the hatred we have for each other."
"Then don't stop me!"
Wei Yuan held his sword horizontally, thought for a while, and said: "... I can understand and know how you feel."
"The hatred of parents, the hatred of tribes, and the blood hatred of children."
"And your resentment until now, to be honest, not only do I understand it, but I also think that if I were in your position, I would do the same thing."
Hu Ming was stunned.
Then the Si Li Xiao Wei pointed his sword at the resentful soul in front:
"But the land under your feet is not your hometown, but Shenzhou."
"I have my own position."
Wei Yuan looked into the distance, there were sounds of ambulances and police cars, and thick smoke came out, obviously causing casualties, and suddenly he had a deeper understanding of the existence of Crouching Tiger.
It has nothing to do with the good and evil of the other party, and it has nothing to do with which side is right and which side is wrong.
It also has nothing to do with whether there are enough legitimate reasons.
The Si Li Xiao Wei also has the absolute position of the Si Li Xiao Wei.
Holding the Eight-sided Han Sword tightly in both hands, Wei Yuan leaned forward, with the blade pointing forward. Thinking of the sentence he saw on the first day he got the Crouching Tiger waist badge, the Crouching Tiger Technique was activated, and he whispered calmly:
"Those who offend our Shenzhou, even if they are supernatural beings, should be arrested and killed!"
This one is higher than the others.
After the magic flow turned around, the tiger roared softly.
The wind pulled the blue flame, and with the flow of the flame, it turned into a ferocious tiger behind the Sili school lieutenant. The tiger pressed its claws and roared, hiding the school lieutenant in this appearance. The Han sword in his hand was like a tiger's fangs, and the blue flame flowed.
In a trance, Hu Ming clearly saw the wind weaving into fine scales.
The blue flame turned into the armor of ancient generals.
Wei Yuan slashed out the sword in his hand, and the higher level Crouching Tiger Art roared in a low voice, enveloping the fox fire and drowning the insect swarm. It was the first time he made a move in this situation, and he was a little careless after all, and failed to destroy them all with one sword. Just as he was about to draw out the broken sword and slash horizontally, he saw a black shadow passing by.
The insect was chopped into pieces.
A black cat landed gently on the ground.
Looking at Wei Yuan who had disappeared.
"Are you Wei Yuan?"
The black cat was a little curious, with its tail erected, and spoke in human language:
"I was sent here by the Taoist Zhang Ruosu, and I have been following you during this period."
Hu Ming: "..."