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Inside the scarlet sedan chair, it was empty, without anything.

Looking inside, it seems to be no different from an ordinary sedan chair.

Qi Yun glanced inside, frowning, showing doubts.

He lowered the car curtain again, and observed around the blood-colored sedan chair.

Suddenly he slapped the sedan chair with his palm, and a blazing flame emerged, mixed with terrifying energy, like a raging beast, it was swallowed up directly.

at this time!

The bloody sedan chair suddenly spun, and the curtain of the sedan chair opened, like a scarlet mouth, swallowing towards Qi Yun.

Qi Yun moved his iron staff, covered by flames, and directly swept down on the sedan chair with his staff.

The strength of this blow was unknown, the black iron rod seemed to be resurrected in his hands, and it slammed down on the sedan chair with incomparably heavy force.

boom!

The whole sedan chair was smashed to pieces by him on the spot and exploded to pieces.

Under the pouring rain, a red paper man appeared in front of his eyes.

With thick blush, pale cheeks, and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, there is a cold and terrifying aura around his body, like an evil god.

It stood in the heavy rain, staring at Qi Yun sarcastically.

"Hey…"

Suddenly, the body blurred and disappeared in an instant.

"court death!"

There was a cold light in Qi Yun's eyes.

Boom!

The qi and blood on his body surged violently in an instant, directly increasing by three times, burning blazingly, and the flaming qi emerged, and the iron staff in his hand was directly shrouded in flames.

His whole body spun directly, turning into a flame tornado, with a violent breath.

Judgment!

The terrifying tornado of flames instantly swept towards nothingness on one side.

Bang bang bang!

One after another of forces swept out continuously, colliding with nothingness on one side, making deep and terrifying sounds.

Crash!

The paper piercer was thrown upside down again by the shock, landed in the distance, made a sharp sound, turned around and left.

But Qi Yun's body instantly chased after him. His height of about two meters was wrapped in flames and energy, like a black mountain, with a terrifying aura.

Boom!

He came behind the paper pierced man in an instant, and the black iron rod swept across.

boom!

The paper pierced man was swept from the waist and let out a shriek, his body was almost smashed to pieces, the whole body flew out and smashed heavily in the distance.

But as soon as he flew out, Qi Yun's body chased after him in an instant.

Click!

In mid-air, a big golden sword descended from the sky, like a thunderbolt from the sky, terrifying and unpredictable, full of panic and supernatural power, it suddenly pierced the paper pierced man's body.

boom!

The body of the paper piercing man was slashed by the big golden sword on the spot, and it exploded directly, turning into pieces.

A drop of green blood splashed out and he grabbed it.

Point value +60.

"Another weak ghost."

A hint of indifference appeared at the corner of Qi Yun's mouth.

He somewhat despises this kind of ghost now.

But it was because of this kind of ghost that Pingyang City became chaotic.

Even if he killed all these ghosts, those who escaped would never come back.

Once bitten, twice shy.

For them, this Pingyang city has become a veritable ominous place.

The heavy rain was pouring and clattering, and the streets were covered with water stains.

Qi Yun walked on the rainy night and continued to patrol the front.

His current mental power is extremely amazing, reaching a full 28 points, and with the blessing of Zilei gloves, it is 36 points.

With 36 points of spiritual power, he can hear any voice that others cannot hear.

You can also see anything that no one else can see.

All night, he wandered around the city, looking for strange things.

…

A deserted ancient village outside the city.

A blood-stained figure appeared in this area, with his palms on one side of the wall, four or five corpses lay behind him, and many buildings were destroyed.

In front of this figure, there were four or five people standing.

"The shrine changed hands again, and was taken by the people of Hades. Now we can't do anything again, Hades... we can't afford to mess with it."

Said the blood-stained figure.

The four people in front of them are all nodding.

"My lord, the three hall masters and two backbones we sent before disappeared in Pingyang City, including Mr. Zhu Bozhu. Do you think this matter?"

One of them said suddenly.

The blood-stained figure sneered, and said: "They are already dead. There is a gang in Pingyang City called the Qinglong Gang. My mental calculation just happened to figure out this gang, which means that their deaths are inseparable from the Qinglong Gang."

"What?"

"My lord, can you figure out who made the shot?"

The few people in front of me asked in surprise.

"He has a strange treasure on his body, which blocks my calculations. He is probably also an awakened person. You can go to Pingyang City to check and find out. If possible, it will be destroyed!"

The blood-stained figure said.

"Yes, my lord."

They hand in hand.

…

Another area.

A young man sighed, holding a shrine in his hand, and walked out of a village. There was a dead silence behind him. All the houses fell on the ground, his body was shriveled, and his blood was sucked dry.

In addition to these residents, there are several strange existences.

One was a burly middle-aged man in a black robe, and the other two were pale figures, all with withered blood.

"This is going to be bad. They passed the news back. Next, I will be hunted down by the Hades. Trouble..."

The young man said to himself.

Suddenly, with a movement in his heart, he took out a piece of ancient jade from his bosom, and saw that the ancient jade was covered with cracks and fell apart in an instant.

"It's broken. The curse of the bronze bell I placed was also broken. It seems that there are still experts in Pingyang City. That's all, this matter is over. It is God's will to survive my two curses one after another."

said the young man.

Holding the shrine in his hand, he walked towards the distance.

…

One night passed.

The sun rises again.

The pouring rain continued to pour down.

Qi Yun came out from an inn, holding a head in his hand.

The eyes of the head were closed, and the face was as paper. It didn't disappear after being chopped off, but it seemed to evaporate.

There was no blood below the neck.

He found this head in the yard.

When it was discovered, only one head was left.

He rummaged through every room, there was no one there, and everyone seemed to have evaporated.

There is neither the shopkeeper nor the waiter.

When he came, he came in to check because he sensed an unspeakable fluctuation.

Unfortunately, after searching around, only such a head was found.

He looked like a middle-aged man with a slack beard and a sallow face.

Qi Yun threw the head into the inn again, and walked towards the Qinglong Gang.

He patrolled the city all night.

A total of two weirdos were killed!

One is the red sedan chair!

The other one is the treasurer of the Human Inn.

I have not encountered any other weirdness.

However, this does not mean that there are no such things, it can only be said that they are hidden too deeply.

Qi Yun walked over that night and felt cold fluctuations in many places.

These are traces of strange activities.

It was bright day, and there were still many residents on the street, carrying oil umbrellas, fleeing for their lives with their families.

"Let's go, Lu Zhifu was also killed!"

"Something has happened, this Pingyang City is a ghost town, everyone run away!"

…

Qi Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Prefect Lu is dead?

He walked towards the Yamen.