It seems that there are good and evil factions, as well as some middle-of-the-road factions.

There are many people in a county or even between counties who do not know each other. They have only heard each other's names, but have never met each other.

There are still many real things scattered among the people.

The higher the mountain, the more pure spiritual energy it contains, and the further away it is from the world, so there are more spiritual ideas on it.

It's true that he is a warlock.

That's why.

Each of them is uniquely dressed.

And these people are also very interesting.

"Don't say it's not the imperial court that has spoken."

But most of the people looked sinister, and some even held things made from bones in their hands.

Otherwise, in the small Beifeng County, nearly a hundred warlocks with magical heritage would randomly appear anywhere?

Just when everyone gathered at the small stream next to the south of the city, an old man who was carrying a big bag with a red ghost talisman in it and smelled particularly fishy suddenly said:

"I said Yu Laoer, you old guy, if you're not here to be your water ghost in the Beiliang River and enjoy your sacrifices, why did you call us people together?"

Especially thousands of years ago, there were countless sects in this world, and sects even replaced one country's heavy responsibility of governing the land.

They are all sinister and sinister things.

"Let me send you and others on their way~"

As the words fell, Qingfeng couldn't help but reveal a smile.

A sword light flew up.

Flying like a startled giant, powerful like a swimming dragon, with a thought, the sword energy thunders!

"Rumble..."
Chapter completed!