Liu Zhengyang finally broke the gloomy formation at this time.

It's just that he just appeared when there was a strong wind around him.

Turning around and grabbing the strong wind directly in his hand, Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but narrow his eyes and looked at the person who was attacking behind him.

"Liu Zhang is really strong enough, I can't imagine that this Sen Luo formation can't trap you!"

The other party laughed.

Obviously, he also knew very well in his heart that this level of formation would not make Liu Zhengyang fall here, but he was somewhat surprised that even Liu Zhengyang could not be trapped.

"Suffer to death!"

Liu Zhengyang didn't talk nonsense with him. With a move of his finger, the grass under the opponent's feet exploded, and the slender and tough vines directly wrapped around it.

But what Liu Zhengyang didn't expect was that the vines directly penetrated the other party's body. Obviously, the other party was not here at all, but a mass of magic energy controlled remotely.

"Liu is in charge, we will meet again! Hahaha!"

The man sneered, and then exploded directly.

Liu Zhengyang snorted coldly.

Although the magic cultivator's cultivation techniques are extremely cruel, and some methods are even contrary to human ethics, some of the magic cultivator's methods are still very useful, and their strange characteristics are often very troublesome.

Unless there is a special way to restrain them, it is really difficult to destroy the demon cultivator.

At this time, the riots did not only occur in Xilin City.

Instead, countless demon monks appeared in the entire Xilin. They wantonly slaughtered the people of Xilin, and then put red cloth on them.

It's just that their focus is on Xilin City. Compared with Xilin City, the riots in other places are not so obvious, but they are quickly brought under control.

Fortunately, this crazy situation did not last long.

Mo Fengtian was just trapped by Elder Qin here, when suddenly a grimacing face appeared in the sky: "The plan failed, retreat!"

Then the grimace exploded again with a bang.

"You are lucky! Humph!"

Elder Qin snorted coldly, turned around and left without nostalgia.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Liu Zhen's mouth: "Don't take charge, we will definitely meet again!"

The magic monks retreated like a tide, but the suffering they left to Xilin was just beginning.

Those who had been slaughtered actually came back to life.

Their eyes were empty, and their pupils showed a strange red color. They roared at people suddenly, and then rushed towards their former relatives and friends like beasts.

If you stand behind them, you can find that the red cloth that was draped over the back has turned into a grimace.

The screams came one after another, and the city of Xilin panicked.

Mo Fengtian looked at the scene in front of him with a livid face, and then the strength of the Dao King was completely stimulated, and the whole person rushed towards the red-clothed soldiers in a rage, directly tearing them to pieces.

"What are you doing! Your relatives are dead! Do you want to take your own life!"

Mo Fengtian looked angry, and then the Red Army that was about to rush over was not killed.

The rich blood energy spread again throughout the Xilin.

When Liu Zhengyang hurried back, looking at the blood-filled Xilin City, he always felt that something was wrong, his brows were even more tightly wrinkled, and he glanced around coldly.

The Demon Sect would not retreat so easily, they walked so swiftly, and these red-clothed soldiers behaved very strangely.

There must be a big conspiracy in it!

Especially the lingering blood, always gave him a feeling of panic.