On this day, outside Anping County, corpses lay everywhere, and the geniuses and defenders shed countless blood.

On this day, the secret realm was closed, and Wen Tianxing returned to Beijing alone.

On this day, Chen Tianxuan stood up from the ground, armed with thousands of flying swords, and headed towards the north of the Great Wall.

…

What happened under the attention of countless people in the world spread like a rolling wave in an instant.

Even if it's late at night, it still can't stop the spread.

The news quickly spread out of Anping County, to the counties around Anping County, and even reached Jiangling Prefecture.

Jiangling Fucheng has a large population, and there are as many Jianghu knights as there are ministers across the river, so news naturally spreads very quickly.

Teahouses, restaurants, inns, and Goulan have become places where news spreads rapidly.

Some Jianghu people who witnessed this battle in Anping County had some impressive things to talk about. They quickly entered the city and talked about what they saw and heard in teahouses and restaurants.

And some Jianghu tourists who have never been to Anping County also regretted it and slapped the table.

If they had known that the battle outside Anping County would be so exciting and climaxed, they would not have cared about those few steps.

All kinds of news are flying all over the sky.

"The day the secret realm is closed, genius corpses rain down like rain!"

"Yeluce, who is third on the Yellow List, is being chased like a dog. He shouts in embarrassment that his lifelong enemy is Dragon Tiger Shanhong Baiwei!"

"Yuan Chenggang, the head coach of Jiangling Prefecture who has been dormant for ten years, defeated ten first-class players with one shot!"

"The black-armored cavalry all came out of the camp and killed the second-level master Zhao Xinghe like a dog!"

All kinds of news were flying all over the sky, almost making the whole world boil.

Just overnight, the rivers and lakes began to bubble like boiling water.

…

Luo Hong was naturally unaware of all this.

Zhao Xinghe returned to the camp dozens of miles away with all the black-armored cavalry. This attack shocked the world and killed many second-grade protectors.

However, the subsequent problems were also very serious. Zhao Xinghe took a deep look at Luo Hong and led the army back to camp, preparing to face the storm that was about to break out next.

The people who were watching the excitement had already turned pale with fear from the corpses on the ground, and they all ran back to the city and hid in their houses.

On weekdays, many people yearn for Jianghu, but now, seeing the scene of corpses raining down and blood flowing like rivers, some people who are afraid of death may never have any thoughts about Jianghu in this life.

Chen Tianxuan went north with his sword, but not many people actually knew about it.

Everyone is paying more attention to the turmoil outside Anping County.

Late at night.

The bright moon hung high, reflecting the corpses on the ground outside Anping County, as if they were illuminated by the twisted blood flow on the ground and turned into blood.

Outside Anping County, there were no people around.

The city gate is closed.

In Zhao Donghan, Xiaodouhua stood on the city wall waiting for Luo Hong.

Luo Hong, dressed in blood-stained white clothes, shuttled among the corpses under the moonlight.

The rich blood of these corpses surged, but even if they were dead, the aura of these corpses was still very strong and did not weaken quickly.

After all, they are all second-level powerhouses, or even first-level powerhouses.

If these strong men gather together, they can form a top sect.

"What is Mr. Luo Hong doing?"

Ziwei was wearing a light yellow dress and stood on the tower. She curiously turned her head to look at Zhao Donghan beside her and asked.

Zhao Donghan took a deep breath, and the scars on his face squirmed: "Young Master is paying tribute to the monks who died because of him. Although these people want to kill Young Master, my Young Master is kind-hearted. Every time someone dies because of him, he

I feel bad in my heart... Even if they are evil cultivators, I will cherish my memory, let alone talk about these people."

Xiaodouhua gradually opened her eyes, really?

Ziwei immediately took a deep breath: "Young Master Luo Hong is indeed a model of justice in Anping County."

Fang Zheng took the case and was about to record it. Hearing Zhao Donghan's words, he nodded in agreement.

Although...this incident has completely exceeded the jurisdiction of the small Dali Temple envoys, this case still has to be done.

Luo Feng was leaning on a corner of the city wall, looking deeply at the sky.

It's like doubting life.

The martial arts examination was dead. The genius of Dali Temple, the successor who was carefully cultivated by the young minister, died in a secret realm and was killed by Luo Hong.

Martial arts, fourth-grade Tiangang realm martial arts cultivator, ranked fifteenth on the yellow list. In the past, for such a genius, Luo Feng would have to lower his head in front of the opponent, but such a strong man was killed by Luo Hong.

In the secret realm.

"It's less than a month..."

Luo Feng was leaning against the corner, shivering. At this moment, his face looked vicissitudes of life.

He still remembered that when he first came into contact with Luo Hong, Luo Hong was just a monk in the ninth-level sword realm. He was almost dead against an eighth-level evil cultivator. In just one month, he watched Luo Hong kill more and more people.

The stronger...

Nowadays, even martial arts masters such as Gong Hao and others on the Huang List have died in Luo Hong's hands.

"Is this... a monster?"

Luo Feng looked at the corpses on the ground under the moonlight, feeling more and more miserable.

Luo Hong walked among the corpses, his face slightly dark.

With so many corpses of second-grade and first-grade experts, Luo Hong tried to summon the evil shadows, but none of them was successful.

Even if Luo Hong put on the mask of the Evil King and tried to summon him, he still failed.

The higher the deceased's cultivation level is, the higher the failure rate of summoning the evil shadow.

These second-level and first-level masters are much higher in realm and cultivation than him, and their failure rate is simply frightening.

After trying them all, Luo Hong gave up.

Originally, he thought that if he summoned several evil shadows that were second-level or even first-level masters as helpers, he would basically be able to soar into the sky and be able to run amok.

Not to mention Yeluce, even if he was number one on the yellow list, he would still strangle him to death.

It's a pity that his thoughts are beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

Luo Hong returned to Anping County in disappointment. His depressed and sad expression made Zhao Donghan and others sigh with emotion.

Ziwei thought for a moment and comforted her: "Master Luo Hong, don't be too sad. You have done enough."

Hearing this, Luo Hong glanced at Zi Wei and couldn't help but nodded. Indeed, he, Luo Hong, had indeed achieved the ultimate. Unfortunately, his level of improvement was still too slow to summon the evil shadows of these masters.

Luo Hong just felt that the golden mountains collapsed in front of his eyes, and the cooked ducks flapped their wings and flew away in front of his eyes.

"Well, I know, there is no way to say something like fate." Luo Hong showed a forced smile. Indeed, summoning evil shadows depends on luck. If you have bad luck, it means bad fate. There is always something wrong in fate.

Force.

Zi Wei, Zhao Donghan and others nodded. The young master is right. The young master is not to blame for the deaths of these people. If I were to blame, they could only blame them for their bad luck. They did not know how to cherish their lives and insisted on committing suicide to kill the young master.

Luo Hong did not stay on the tower for long. He was lonely and exhausted and returned to Luofu with Xiao Douhua, Zhao Donghan and Yuan Xiazi.

Butler Chen went to Saibei, where he did not know whether he would live or die.

Luo Hong was actually unsure. Although he gave Steward Chen the Ksitigarbha Soul-Seizing Pill, the pill was only 20% effective in resurrecting him, so Luo Hong couldn't guarantee anything.

Perhaps, Butler Chen will leave once and never come back.

In the Luo Mansion, Luo Xiaoxiao woke up. He seemed to have cried, his big eyes were rosy, and he huddled on the Grand Master's chair in the main hall, waiting for Luo Hong and the others.

"Brother, I seemed to have seen Uncle Chen leave us just now..."

Luo Xiaoxiao.

Luo Hong walked over. He was covered in blood and touched Luo Xiaoxiao's head: "Brother is here, don't be afraid. I will change my clothes and tell you a story after I have a rest."

…

Luo Hong never finished telling the story.

Because Luo Xiaoxiaoyi refused righteously.

Luo Hong returned to the room, where the moonlight was shining. He took a shower, changed into a clean white shirt, and lay on the bed, motionless.

His mind was very tired.

In the secret realm of Tianji, I had visualized the Thousand-Armed Evil Buddha many times, killed many geniuses, and even fought with Yeluce for a long time, leaving me very depressed.

Luo Hong was lying on his back, unable to even move a finger.

He really wanted to take out the human skin book to see the evil. This time, he committed a lot of evil by targeting the target in the secret realm. He even left the secret realm to create a scene of corpses raining down, which gave the world a violent shock.
To be continued...