"Brother Zhang, just sit down and stop leaving, it makes me dizzy." He Youdao handed the storage bag with the body of the blue iron cow and his horns to a younger manager in the store, asking him to help and put the storage bag into the warehouse in the building.

He Youdao had just used the secret spells in the Red Moon Tower to check his whole body up and down, and then confirmed that he was not stained with the blood-red spiritual light, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The resentment that erupted in that moment after the death of this green iron bull marked Zhang Shiping, Mei Shoujun and Tang Xueru. Before they knew it, the blood-red light of the soul-pulling blood-guiding technique had already penetrated into the bodies of the three of them. Although He Youdao had contacted the body of the green iron bull when he was checking the corpse of the sea beast, the green iron bull had already died at that time, and even his soul had been put away by Tang Xueru, how could he be infected with the blood-red light? He was purely cautious.

He Youdao comforted Zhang Shiping, and his throat was dry. He picked up a cup of tea, drank it all in a few sips, put down the tea cup, and then watched Zhang Shiping walk around the hall and said to him.

There are countless sea beasts and immortals cultivating in the sea that are handled in Hongyue Tower every day. Sometimes, they will encounter high-level sea clans who sell sea beasts. If it were the usual time, this problematic blue iron cow, Hongyue Tower would not tell the monks who sell it, and Hongyue Tower would only care about its own business. As for the monks who sell it, whether they live or die, it is not related to Hongyue Tower.

But it was different at this time. When the sea tribe launched an attack, it was the time when the two tribes were fighting. Zhang Shiping and the foundation-building monks accepted the alliance's mission to clear out the second-level sea beasts that sneaked in from the front line, so they were hit by Kui Zi's soul-pulling blood-guiding technique.

The Red Moon Tower was established by the Red Moon Venerable in the alliance. If it were the words of the Sea Demon King, the human monks would be tied up with their hands and given them to the Sea Clan to calm their anger.

The old face of the Red Moon Master was all lost. Youdao was the master of humiliation and death. Xuan Qing, the Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Red Moon Building, was afraid that he would be able to get nothing good! And the most important thing is that if the monks in the South China Sea heard this news, how could they hunt sea beasts with peace of mind? Could it be that before each sea beast was killed, they had to check whether the sea beast had a backstage or had a superior bloodline? It would be better to just give all the entire Nanzhou to the sea clan. So Xuan Qing appeared so early and let Zhang Shiping stay in the Red Moon Building.

If Kui Zi, the barbarian bull, really valued his juniors, how could he let the blue iron bull slip into the inner sea of ​​the Nanzhou human race at this time? Could it be that he did not understand that the monks in Nanzhou were already hunting the stolen sea beasts at the beginning of the battle?

Those sea beasts that sneak in, the large array set up by the front line of the siege, are marked on them, which is easy to find! As long as they can determine the location of the sea beasts, even if they hide deeply, the monks in the South Prefecture have some methods to attract monsters. The second-level sea beasts are easily biting their hooks without their intelligence!

Now that the other party is coming to the door with such a big fanfare, either to start the fight between the Nascent Soul monks or to hold other unknown purposes. However, no matter what the other party plans, the Nascent Soul monks who maintain stability behind the island must stand up and cannot give in without a single step.

Zhang Shiping didn't know that Xuan Qing, the Nascent Soul cultivator, had thought so much at that moment. He was pacing back and forth in the hall and heard He Youdao's words, but how could he sit down peacefully now, drinking tea while waiting, and it was impossible to do it at all. The blood-red spiritual light in his body was the Dao Death-seeking Talisman, which tightly strangled his throat and twisted his heart.

He Youdao just comforted Zhang Shiping, saying that even if he was not the person involved, he could understand Zhang Shiping's panic in his heart. If it were him, he would not be much better at this time.

As time passed little by little, the wind outside the Red Moon Tower gradually became smaller, and the dark clouds in the sky also dissipated.

At the beginning, there were sharp-eyed monks on the street. They saw several Nascent Soul monks standing out of thin air under the dark clouds in the sky, and saw the sea demon king who could turn into human form. They couldn't help but exclaim, which caused panic among the others on the street.

However, because Qinghe, Qingyu, and Du Yu, the three human Yuanying True Lords, were there, the cultivators in the Qi Refining Foundation Establishment Stage below quickly calmed down. Then they saw one person flying into the sky, and felt that there was one more Nascent Soul Cultivator on their side than the other party.

Under this situation, some curious monks stood directly on the street, stretched their necks, used the heavenly eye technique, and looked at the Nascent Soul monks in the sky, wishing they could grow a pair of strong ears to attract wind, so that they could eavesdrop on the so-called high-level monks and listen to what they were talking about.

In the crowd, a young man with an ordinary appearance was followed by a tall and burly man wearing a black cloak, lifeless, like a puppet refining a corpse, but there was a faint flow of magic power on the man. This young man looked very popular. If the man following behind him was more conspicuous and weird, even if he walked over the street, no one would notice him specifically.

A faint blue light flashed in the young man's eyes. With his clear spirit and bright eyes, he saw clearly the seven Nascent Soul cultivators standing out of thin air in the sky. Because they were far away and the seven of them were all sentimental, the young man could not know what they said based on the other party's mouth. However, after he looked out of the corner of his eyes, he found that among the three sea demon kings, the man with a pair of purple thunder horns on his head showed an angry look on his face. During this period, he didn't know what he said. The three sea demon kings turned around and turned into black light and disappeared suddenly.

The reason why the young man used his light to observe was that any Nascent Soul monk was not a person with sharp spiritual consciousness. If he looked directly at him, they would easily be noticed. He withdrew his gaze, saw that there were still many people around him stopping, his neck was about to break, he sneered in his heart, and stopped stopping, walked out of the prosperous area of ​​the city, called a beast cart pulled by a strange beast that looked like a cow or a horse. He said a few words to the coachman with a faint expression, and then took the black cloaked man behind him and sat in the carriage.

The beast cart was walking very smoothly, and the driver who drove the cart also saw the situation in the sky. However, no matter how many Nascent Soul monks there were, what would it do to them? This old man, who was nearly 60 years old, raised his whip and blew the air. The beast cart ran quickly outside the city, thinking in his heart, it was enough for people to do their own things well, and don’t pay attention to it if you don’t do it!
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