Burning fire clouds were pressing down on the city walls of Changsha. People in the city were confused and frightened, hiding in their homes, peeping at the sky, and eavesdropping on whether there were cries of murder on the streets. However, as the temperature got higher and higher, they only felt like they were bathed in flames. Five hundred evil soldiers captured this giant in Changsha and completely burned the condensed will of the Manchus for more than two hundred years. Standing in Huairen Hall, the Little Doctor Immortal Prince sighed, looking at the fire clouds above the city: "I have always heard that the monks in the army are different from other monks. When I saw them today, their cultivation method and growth direction are different from other monks." There has been a huge difference." He turned and went to the backyard. He was going to get some blood to donate to Yi Yan. With Yi Yan's current power, it would be almost easy to destroy the dojo built by the Wang family for generations. Even the entire city of Changsha was burning, not to mention the monks in the city. Yi Yan sat at the highest point of the official office, like a king. When he put his hand on the armrest of the back chair, every corner of the entire government office seemed to be lit with flames. The interior of the government office was empty except for a group of evil soldiers guarding the outermost part of the government office. All the evil soldiers were scattered in Changsha City. In the entire city of Changsha, more than five hundred evil soldiers are like a drop in the ocean. However, this is not the case in the eyes of the people in Changsha City. They feel that the Taiping Army is everywhere. They always appear in places where you think they are not, walking through the flames of nothingness. among. The first person to enter the government office was an old man. The old man was leaning on a crutch. In the eyes of ordinary people, that crutch was just a wooden stick cut casually from the mountain. It couldn't be more ordinary. There was no use on the ground except for being picked up and used as firewood. However, at this moment, the wooden stick was emitting green brilliance. The green brilliance enveloped the old man in it, making him immune to the nothingness. Intrusion of flickering flames. In his hand, he held a child. The child looked dull. This old man has an identity in Changsha City. His name is Old Man Du. His son and daughter are all dead, and only one grandson is still alive. This grandson became dull and stupid after a serious illness. He is not really Old Man Du, but a spirit in the mountains. He became spiritual five hundred years ago, and became wise three hundred years ago. Not only did he fail to transform, but he almost died from a thunderstorm. In the end, he became wise. A sneak attack captured the body of a monk, took over his body, and then entered Changsha City. "Moye Mountain, Ghost Crying Cave, Du Qiudao has met Lord Yan." The old man said respectfully to Yi Yan, who was sitting in a high position in the office. "Du Qiudao? This name has some meaning." Yi Yan said after a slight silence. "Haha, I gave this name because I was afraid that my will would be weak and I would forget the purpose of living." Du Qiudao said. Yi Yan was sitting there. Although the position did not appear to be very high, Du Qiudao had the feeling of looking up at the mountains. Moreover, the mountain may collapse at any time, burying the people under the mountain, and no one can escape. "Are you a cuckoo snake? What are you holding? It's soulless." Yi Yan asked. "Yan Jun's Wisdom Eye." He admitted that he was a cuckoo snake, and then said: "This is a water ginseng that I found in Dongting Lake that was about to become a demon. Because I never knew how to make elixirs, I stayed here. Because I was afraid of being seen by others, I used river mud to cover the spiritual light. I brought it here specially to present it to Lord Yan," Du Qiudao said. "Why don't you eat raw food?" Yi Yan asked. "This thing is precious and rare, but my body has been destroyed a long time ago. If this was my own body, I would have eaten it earlier." Du Qiudao said. "Haha, you didn't come here just to give me this water ginseng, right? What do you want?" Yi Yan asked. "Jun Yan's words are heartfelt, and I won't hide them. Lord Yan, you are now so powerful that in a short period of time, you have surpassed other people's practice of decades or even hundreds of years. You must have a unique experience. I just want to follow you. I hope Lord Yan can give me some advice." "I don't dare to give you any advice. Please tell me about your method of cultivating the human body first." Yi Yan's words made Du Qiudao a little stunned. Outside, flames were burning on the steps. There were five people standing there. Standing at the top of the steps was Li Xiucheng. He was holding a big knife. There were fireworks in the palm of the hand holding the knife. The blade was smooth and smooth. There was a sense of murderous intent and domineering. Below him were four swordsmen. The knives in the hands of these four swordsmen were also talisman knives. Over so long, Yi Yan had exchanged nearly 200 talismans from that woman. However, they all still lacked clothes, so Yi Yan and the others taught them how to let the flames wrap themselves up, so each of these evil soldiers looked like evil spirits in the sea of ??fire, extremely terrifying. The steps under my feet, I don¡¯t knowAt this time, flames were already surging, and a man came from one side of the street. He was a swordsman with a long sword hanging from his waist. He was dressed in white brocade clothes and had a jade pendant around his waist. There was a faint red mist in the jade pendant, which looked very special. Charming outside. There is a sword hanging on the waist, and the scabbard has a huge ruby. The red of the ruby ??is like a woman's rouge. A long black braid hung down behind him, walking from the other side of the street with a relaxed expression. However, in Li Xiucheng's induction, he felt a powerful sword intent coming towards him, and he held the knife in his hand. He tightened his grip and said to the young swordsman in rich attire who walked down the steps in the blink of an eye, "Who is here?" "Haha, a cultivator." "You want to see my traveling commander?" Li Xiucheng asked. "Exactly." "Since we are practicing in the world, we don't know the rules of the world and what kind of Tao we are practicing." Li Xiucheng said loudly: "You can see that our brothers are naked." The smile on the young man's face disappeared instantly. Suddenly, his spring-like expression turned gloomy and terrifying in an instant, and a terrifying murderous intent arose from his whole body. "You ant-like things are not qualified to talk to me about spiritual practice." "You are here, but you can't completely let go of your body, and you will die early." Li Xiucheng has met a lot of practitioners these days, and he has no idea about spiritual practice. A person's awe slowly disappears as his own strength increases. Li Xiucheng's words obviously angered him. He slowly touched the hilt of the sword, as if he was still thinking about whether to take action. However, the moment Li Xiucheng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, he had already jumped up, with the sword in his hand raised high. He was like a wild horse that jumped up with its front feet and was about to step down hard. . His attack was unparalleled in bravery, but his chest was exposed. The sword in the young man's hand rushed out, like a bolt of lightning that was about to pierce Li Xiucheng's chest. However, the swords in the hands of the other four people had also been unsheathed, and they slashed out a piece of fire-like sword light, sweeping towards him. His desire to stab Li Xiucheng to death with a sword was suppressed, and the sword changed from thrusting to stirring. He decided to teach these evil soldiers some lessons, but his idea could never be realized. He wanted to cut off the weapons of these five evil soldiers, but although those weapons were not as sharp as his weapons, they were hard enough, and The moment they got closer, he found that he had been wrapped in a quagmire, a quagmire of flames, hot and dangerous. The flaming sword light that enveloped him made his heart palpitate, and he retreated repeatedly, changing direction with every step he took. However, no matter whether he retreated to the roof or dozens of steps away, the five people could hold on tightly. clinging to him. Then, he found that only the scorching flames were left around him. He found that his spiritual thoughts were burned and his movements slowed down. Originally, after the city was broken, the will of Manchu Heaven and Earth was burned out, the will of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom condensed, and the monks in the city He had not yet been recognized by the will of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, so his strength was greatly reduced. Now he was surrounded and killed. He found that he could not escape or defeat for a while, and he was shocked and angry. Before he could think of a way to escape, he had already been hit by a knife. The first knife was immediately followed by the second. Then, his consciousness was blurring, the sword in his hand fell, and his body was burning. The clothes on his body were stripped off, the piece of jade was snatched away, and the sword was picked up. Only a corpse was left lying on the ground, indicating that a person had died, regardless of whether he was a cultivator or an ordinary person. Li Xiucheng returned to the government office and put on the clothes. Although he didn't know whether the clothes could withstand the flames on his body for a long time, it would be possible in a short time. He also had the sword inserted in his waist. , the sword is still gorgeous, but its owner has changed. Another person appeared on the street in the distance. This was a woman, a very ordinary woman. She smiled before she said anything. Her laughter was like a bell, so sweet that it made people's hearts tremble involuntarily. But Li Xiucheng thought in his heart Said: "Sir said that he can't get clothes for us for the time being, so we have to get our own clothes. If we can get some things that practitioners can use, we can also use them to change clothes or weapons. We are here As a gatekeeper, you can't go to the dojo of practitioners to snatch spiritual objects like other people, so you can only get some from these practitioners. It seems that this woman doesn't intend to pay the entrance fee, otherwise. How could he be already casting those annoying spells before he even got close?" His hand holding the knife tightened again, thinking: "The practitioners are all arrogant and arrogant. They come to see you, but they never want to show you. We bowed our heads, and what the sir said was indeed true. Unfortunately, they had forgotten what time it was. In the midst of the flames, the sir was the king, and we were the boundless flames. "