More than 5,000 casual cultivators, with different masters and great strength. It is extremely difficult to integrate them into an army. Hong Futian did it, and the battle to attack Talang City is proof.

This battle requires precise calculations, clever cooperation, and a large amount of bribery. The counter-interference and internal cooperation are in harmony. Hong Futian expects that only half of the plan will be successful, but the result is beyond imagination.

A large number of warships chose to betray the country of sacrifice at the last moment. The witchcraft army was busy holding a physical sacrifice and ignored the prevention of the port. The ambushed talisman masters and casual cultivators in the city all sent signals at the agreed time, and the war quickly spread throughout the city...

Victory is right in front of you, and it is within reach. Hong Futian couldn't believe it anymore. How could the demon army collapse so easily? The most important thing is, where is Mr. Half Demon Ma? Could it be that he is really dead?

Hong Futian did send four casual cultivators to perform the assassination mission, but he never expected that the mission would be really completed. It was just a series of planned steps to keep the half-demon's attention in the city.

Until the battle at sea was about to end and more than 300 warships gradually lowered the snake flag of the country's sacrifice, Hong Futian ordered the army of casual cultivators to march towards Talang City. It was from this moment that he also noticed signs of losing control.

The cultivators were already in a state of excitement. Before Hong Futian ordered, hundreds of cultivators flew to Talang City on their own initiative and brought back news, claiming that the whole city was in chaos, that humans and the demon clan were fighting, that Mr. Half-Mahjong was dead, and the demon master Mu Xingqiu appeared, etc. They were very proud of their brave actions and did not notice that this was acting against their destiny.

More and more casual cultivators left the array and went to Talang City. Hong Futian had no choice but to order to enter the city. He was also very surprised that he would hear the news about Mu Xingqiu at this time and here.

The battles in the city are more intense than those on the sea. There are fighting and shouting everywhere on the streets, yards, and houses, without command. There is no structure or even no purpose. Everyone defends themselves, and the demons protect themselves, and no one trusts anyone. The message of the physical sacrifice has long been spread throughout the city, and humans and demons, and demons, also distrust each other.

After flying around the city for a while, Hong Fu finally realized that this unexpected victory did not enter his control at all. In fact, the victory was not in the hands of anyone.

Order must be restored. This is more important than anything else, but Hong Futian has lost control of his army. The cultivators enthusiastically entered the battle and fought with the magicians over the city. There were only a few dozen followers left by his side, and the orders could not be passed.

"What happened?" The joy of victory disappeared from Hong Futian's heart, and he began to suspect that the chaos in front of him was a half-demon's spell.

The prohibition has disappeared and can fly freely everywhere. Hong Futian brought his loyal followers into Talang City. Try to gather the scattered cultivators from all over the place. The gap between humans and demons is too deep and cannot be solved immediately. At least humans should be united.

This move is very effective. The random cultivator was so angry that he could not understand the importance of the gathering. He flew with Hong Futian for a short distance and was attracted by the nearby magic. He shouted and left the team to chase him, thinking that this was the bravest way. The random cultivator attached importance to the master's sect and fought alone. He would always take away three or five companions.

Hong Futian began to feel anxious until he saw a casual cultivator standing on the roof and casting spells with more than a dozen companions.

"Wutong Time!"

The young casual cultivator was stunned when he heard the scream, then flew happily to Hong Futian and saluted in the air, "Master Hong, you are here too. Look, we have won a great victory and have already won the Talang City!"

Hong Futian was not so optimistic, "How could you be here? What about the others? Where is Mr. Half Demon Ma?"

Wu Tongshi was one of the four casual cultivators who participated in the assassination of Half Demon. He said with a smile: "We are separated, they probably went to the palace again. Half Demon has been killed by Mu Xingqiu."

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

"A half demon told us that he recognized Mu Xingqiu."

"Half-demon?"

"He said his name is Yin Buchen, once..."

Hong Futian flew quickly to the palace. He had to find out the facts as soon as possible. Spells and magic were flying around everywhere. Hong Futian could not fly straight, so he could only circle around. He took a long time to enter the palace. When he looked back, there were only five followers left behind.

Hong Futian also dismissed the five people. The entire battle was completely out of control. There may be traps in the palace, so there is no need to take the others to risk.

He went straight to the back garden, hoping to see the half-demon's corpse. As long as Mr. Ma dies, no matter how much chaos is, it is worth it.

When passing the courtyard in front of the palace, Hong Futian saw another scene. The battle here had ended, leaving more than a hundred corpses. The elderly king of the Land Kingdom was leading a group of attendants and ministers to kneel on the ground and beg loudly. The ancient gods, demons, Taoist dynasties, and all kinds of legendary gods were called. As long as they could survive, they were willing to sacrifice their so-called loyalty to any party.

Hong Futian flew over their heads and was almost regarded as a life-saving god.

The one who was in harmony with the casual cultivator was a prince. He gathered a large number of talisman masters under him and was fighting the demon clan outside the palace. He probably no longer cared about the safety of the palace and his father.

The back garden is still quiet, and neither humans nor demons have poured into the half-demon residence, whether out of fear or admiration.

More than a hundred steps away from the tall building, Hong Futian stopped. He felt a strange spell, which seemed weak and strong, as if it was spreading in all directions, and as if it was absorbing something.

His heart sank, and the physical sacrifice was actually underway! The chaos between humans and demons was the order of the semi-demons, and blood and emotions became the source of power.

Hong Futian was extremely frightened. The army of casual cultivators not only failed to stop the body sacrifice, but also became part of the sacrifice. He blamed him for his inadequate consideration and failed to control the situation during the war.

For a moment, he wanted to escape because it was meaningless to stay. He was no match for the half-demon, and he could not stop the flesh-body sacrifice. When he returned to the street outside, he might have time to take away some casual cultivators.

But in the end he drew out his magic sword and took out three statues of gods in his left hand. He could not imagine how to face the world's wandering cultivators after escaping this disaster. Death would be a simpler choice.

The sword and the statue of the god are all his hopes.

Hong Futian was about to use the magic to kill demons, but a face suddenly appeared on the window on the roof. It was half-demon Yin Buchen. He shrewd at him with a serious expression, and then waved to him to come in.

Hong Futian and Yin Buchen are not friends. Not to mention trusting each other, but at this moment, the wet eyes of Half Demon actually made him feel a little relieved. Hong Futian hesitated for a while and flew towards the window. Seeing the three casual cultivators inside, he felt more at ease, so he entered the room through the window.

The tables and chairs in the room were piled up by the wall, and there was a person sitting in the middle. It seemed that it was Mr. Half Demon Ma, and he was also the one who issued the mysterious spell.

The three casual cultivators and half demon Yin Buchen sat around the half demon seven feet away. No spell was emitted in his body, and it seemed that he was just watching.

There was also an ordinary human sitting on a chair in the corner, holding a statue of the black jade god in both hands, looking at the half-demon with a slightly panic expression, obviously not understanding what was happening here at all.

The three casual cultivators gave up a free seat to Hong Futian, nodded respectfully to him, but did not speak.

Hong Futian was full of suspicion and put away his magic sword. He still held the wooden statue in his hand and sat in the empty seat. After a moment, he was shocked.

The strange magic he felt outside the building. Now it became clearer. Mr. Ma was indeed absorbing the power of the whole city. The power came from the rising emotions and broken flesh and blood, but what shocked Hong Futian was that a considerable part of these powers actually entered his body and remained.

He looked at Yin Buchen and the three casual cultivators in surprise. They were concentrating on receiving their strength and couldn't even let go of their eyes.

Hong Futian was puzzled. Why did Mr. Ma so kind to share the benefits of the physical sacrifice? He couldn't feel at ease and would rather absorb less power than figure out what was going on.

The black jade statue in the hands of ordinary humans in the corner attracted his attention.

"Hello." Hong Futian said in a very low voice, "My name is Hong Futian. I am a non-demon cultivator. May I ask your honor and his name?"

"My name is Shen Xiuming." The man's voice trembled slightly, "I have heard of your name. You are also Mu Xingqiu's friend, right?"

Hong Futian nodded, "Is it true that Mu Xingqiu is in the city?"

Shen Xiuming glanced at the statue of the black jade in his hand and said blankly: "I don't know, he seems to be right next to me, and he seems to be thousands of miles apart..."

Yin Buchen stood up, "Let me explain. I have enough power to suck, and if it is full, it will overflow. Don't suck too much."

Hong Futian had a little understanding of Yin Buchen, and no matter how he felt that these words did not look like his style, but without indicating them, he stood up and walked to the window towards the sea with the half demon.

"The warships of the country's sacrifice are also in chaos," said Yin Buchen.

Hong Futian saw that the melee between humans and demon clans in Talang City affected the demon clans of the country on the ship. Naturally, they would suspect that the previous win-win and promises of the scattered cultivators were all lies. Some warships fled, while the other part docked, and even flew over the city to join the melee.

"It's all my fault." Hong Futian sighed. He started the battle, but was unable to control the direction of the situation, and could not even hold the victory he had obtained tightly.

"Predicting the future is a very dangerous thing, and trying to control everything is even more dangerous. The demons and Taoist sects have made many mistakes in this regard. Only after the truth is revealed can you know whether you have done it wrong."

Hong Futian looked at the half demon in surprise, and the old impression flashed through his mind, "You are not...you are..."

"Can you keep it a secret?"

Hong Futian looked back and saw that the three casual cultivators were still absorbing their strength. Shen Xiuming was still staring at Mr. Ma. Apart more than ten steps apart, they could not hear the sound by the window, "I can keep it secret, even if I have to pay my life for it."

"This is very important." Yin Buchen said in a voice that does not belong to him. His serious expression was very different from his usual ones. "The demons are carrying out a huge plan. Half demons are just tools. If they are successful, there will be no hope of victory between humans and demons. I need to keep it confidential and you will need your help."

Mu Xingqiu got some very important information from Half Demon's memory, which is even more important than Half Demon's thought.

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