Chapter 105: Forest Fire

Yin Shen Gong smiled faintly: "It has been arranged long ago... By then, the mountain opposite us will collapse and a hole will appear. And in there, I have arranged some things, enough for them to fight to the death."

"Then we will lead people to take action, and the remaining and new ones will only need hundreds of thousands."

"Then create a strange phenomenon of treasure unearthed, let the colorful light soar into the sky, and last for a quarter of an hour at night, which can cause greater madness."

Yin Shen Gong said: "This kind of thing, this leader is very familiar with it."

He squinted his eyes, looked at the other leaders, and said faintly: "If this kind of thing is arranged after you ask, won't it be impossible to do anything?"

Although the other leaders didn't like it, Yin Shen Gong was indeed more thorough than they thought.

I have to admit it.

Yin Shen Gong turned around.

He said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Zhongyuan, the movement here will sooner or later attract the attention of the guards of the hall. They will definitely intervene to stop it. At that time, you and your Law Enforcement Hall and War Hall must hold on!"

The man next to him was the deputy head of the Yixin Sect, Ren Zhongyuan.

His face was rough and his eyes were deep.

Hearing this, he immediately said: "Don't worry, Master. I'm ready."

"Yes. Try to kill as many guards as possible; the things here seem to be just a small matter now. There should only be guards from a small place like Bibo City, so the scene should not be big. I believe you can handle it."

Yin Shen Gong smiled.

"Don't worry, Master. Even if the guards of the halls of big continents like Baiyunzhou come in full force, I am not afraid!"

"Okay!"

Yin Shen Gong smiled with relief and said frankly: "Be careful. If there is really an accident, you must protect yourself. If the situation is not right, retreat immediately!"

"I don't need it."

Ren Zhongyuan showed a touching look in his eyes.

"Well, drink this glass of wine, and then you go."

Yin Shen Gong smiled: "I'm here, I'll help you."

"Okay!"

Ren Zhongyuan drank it all in one gulp.

Then he grabbed the broadsword at hand: "Master, masters, I'm going!"

"Okay!"

Ren Zhongyuan took two steps back, then turned around and flew into the dense forest like a big bird.

Behind him, thousands of people set off at the same time, sneaking secretly in the mountains and forests.

There were many ghosts, gloomy and terrifying, and murderous intent.

Yin Shen Gong looked at the figures of Ren Zhongyuan and others with a deep look.

The other masters were a little envious, Ren Zhongyuan was too awesome.

"Master Yin is so lucky. Deputy Master Ren is capable enough to stand on his own. Whether it is cultivation, means, or wisdom, he is the best choice at the moment. Assisting Master Yin, Master Yin can relax."

Yin Shen Gong looked at the direction where Ren Zhongyuan left and smiled faintly: "Yes, with Zhongyuan here, I am too relaxed... But speaking of it, if you are envious, adding another deputy master is not a difficult task. And you can also build relationships with the upper level. After all, those who can be parachuted as deputy masters are all people with roots."

Hai Wuliang and others nodded one after another.

That makes sense.

Kou Yifang laughed and said, "It would be great if someone like Ren Zhongyuan could come, but if someone who fights for power comes, wouldn't it be embarrassing for yourself?"

The look in Yin Shen Gong's eyes changed for a moment, and he said faintly: "Are you really going to stay in this position of master for the rest of your life?"

When this sentence came out, there was a sudden silence.

Several people began to think and ponder.

I don't know what they are thinking.

…

The masked demon cult masters appeared and disappeared in the dense forest, constantly killing the people who came to the Jianghu, and after killing them, they just dumped their bodies in the wilderness.

Those who attacked were all above the king level, emperor level, or even higher.

Most of the Jianghu people who came to this vast forest were small gangs, and their cultivation was basically not very high.

Batches were killed one after another, and they had almost no power to fight back.

Blood gurgled and watered the earth.

Thousands of miles around, the fishy smell was pungent.

From dawn to night, from the sun to the moon in the sky, and then to the bright east...

The greed for treasure attracted Jianghu people from all over the world, turning this place into a huge cake, attracting people from all directions.

The cruelty of the demon cult and their greed turned this vast forest into a huge tomb.

Deep underground.

The body was lying quietly.

There was already infinite blood mist lingering around him, whizzing, and endless spiritual energy, endless blood, and life breath were poured into the body.

The broken body has been repaired.

The skin is like jade carving, a little crystal clear.

There is even a faint blood color inside.

The chest is almost completely transparent.

You can clearly see a heart, which has begun to rise and fall slightly inside.

There is constant killing and fighting on the ground, and blood is constantly seeping into the ground.

Roars, screams, dying howls, the collision of battles, and the sound of trees breaking are constantly connected.

The body underground is quietly absorbing.

Endless.

It's afternoon again.

Ren Zhongyuan is leading his men to slaughter. He doesn't know how many people he has killed. He feels a little tired and his wrists are a little sore.

"Have the people guarding the hall come?"

"I didn't see it."

"Pay attention. After arriving, introduce pocket traps as soon as possible and hunt down the people guarding the hall with all your strength!"

"Yes."

Night falls again.

The guards of the hall did not come, but just when the moon was hanging on the treetops...

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound floated from a distant place.

Like the music of the nine heavens, it floated down.

Getting closer and closer.

The flute sound seemed to contain an inexplicable power to calm people's hearts. Countless people who were caught in a crazy killing battle felt their brains clear up inexplicably after hearing the flute sound.

They suddenly stopped fighting, stepped back a few steps, and panted violently.

But there were also more people who could not stop and continued to fight with red eyes.

On the distant hilltop.

The faces of several leaders including Yin Shen Gong changed.

"This is not right! Is this the flute of the King of Hell? The flute of the King of Hell on the weapon list?"

Yin Shen Gong's pupils shrank, and he immediately hid behind the big tree.

The other people also hid at the same time and communicated with each other through voice transmission.

"Is it him?"

"Look like."

"Take another look and confirm it."

Yin Shen Gong's body had disappeared under the cliff.

As the flute sound got closer and closer, it was already above the mountain forest.

Under the bright moonlight, a figure in white stood in the air, like an immortal descending from the sky, with his feet on white clouds.

A loud shout: "Stop!"

Rumble, like thunder from the sky, the whole land trembled.

There was a roar from the mountains near and far.

There were even countless rolling stones falling from some mountains, and in an instant, thousands of mountains and valleys roared.

A loud shout shook the heaven and earth.

Ground.

Yinshen Palace, who had already escaped more than 200 miles, shrank his head, crouched down, and ran silently in the grass.

It was really that Yanjun Dizi!

Run!

The other leaders had already scattered like birds and beasts.

Then, rockets shot up into the sky from all directions, exploding loudly.

Retreat signal!

In the air.

The white-clothed man waved the jade flute in his hand, and hundreds of rays of light flashed and disappeared.

Dozens of people who were running on the ground were suddenly hit and stiffened on the spot.

The forest was too big, and there were too many people running away. The man in white couldn't tell which ones were from the Demon Cult, so he had to take care of all the ones he could see.

He stood in the air, constantly waving out his energy, knocking down the people below.

These so-called Jianghu masters were so vulnerable under his hands.

He just knocked them down, but didn't kill or injure them.

After a while.

There were no more people standing.

The man in white laughed: "Come in and clean up."

In the distance, outside the dense forest, the people guarding the hall had already arrived. Hearing the call, they rushed over in a black mass.

In the distance, large carts were also approaching quickly.

Countless people guarding the hall entered the entire forest to search, and all those knocked down by the white-clothed man were carried out, thrown on the carriage, and piled high and pulled away.

Whether they were Jianghu masters or people from the Demon Cult, there was no time to distinguish them for the time being, so they were all thrown together and pulled away.

They were dealt with one by one after returning.

The place was too vast, and thousands of people worked together, searching and transporting back and forth, and it took a whole night.

The periphery had already been blocked.

One night passed.

The man in white was watching from above, shocking the area within a thousand miles.

He was like a thunder sword, hanging in the air.

Ready to unsheathe at any time!

A signal came from below, and fireworks rose up.

Someone shouted loudly: "Master Yang, it has been cleaned up."

The man in white nodded and said lightly: "You retreat!"

After a moment.

His body floated in the air and fell down, circling the entire mountain forest, and his consciousness clearly distinguished the leaves and trees.

Finally confirmed that this unhealthy situation was three thousand miles in radius.

Then he fluttered in white clothes, and stood accurately in the sky above the center.

His body rose up a hundred feet in the air like a white cloud.

With a loud shout, the jade flute in his hand made a terrifying sound of humming, resounding between heaven and earth.

Tens of millions of white lights suddenly came out.

Then there was another white light.

Waves of white light flew down the forest from his jade flute.

The ground was like being bombarded by an army, with a loud bang. The entire forest was destroyed in an instant, the ground shook, and the mountain peaks collapsed.

He did not stop, and kept doing this.

It took half an hour to stop.

Countless men in black appeared again around, busy and working everywhere. According to the range designated by the white-clothed men, they also cut down trees outside the range and threw them into this area.

Each of these people was a master, with quick movements and neat cutting.

They flew around carrying big trees, not caring at all.

The rumbling sound kept ringing.

The white-clothed men watched from high in the sky, alerting all directions, and kept urging: "Hurry up! Faster!"

It piled up for a whole morning. Thousands of miles in radius, it was bare.

All the trees were cut down and thrown into the three thousand miles in the middle, piled up high.

At the command, barrels of kerosene fell from the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of barrels of kerosene fell.

Sparks flashed.

Suddenly, a huge fire shot up into the sky!