Witch Wind

Chapter 57 Framing the blame
"Sideways!"

The people of Dongyun are not as wealthy as those in the Secret Language Forest. The floor of the basement is simply paved with reinforced concrete, without the wasteful cost of stone or steel plates.

In the basement of the Dark Language Forest, a large amount of silver was consumed in refining the essence and blood, refining the Purple Ribbon Taoist Robe, opening up all the small bamboo shoot shell spaces, and expanding the space capacity several times. Xing Tianli's own cultivation also improved a lot.

The two small tripods in the heart and liver have condensed into the size of fists. They are filled with a faint divine light and are solid and condensed. They emit a ball of bronze divine light the size of a head, illuminating the internal organs.

The same Five Elements Escape Technique was used at this moment, and its power was much stronger than before.

The threaded steel bars, each as thick as a thumb, became as soft as plasticine in front of the Five Elements Escape Technique; the concrete was even less worth mentioning, the thick concrete layer rippled like flowing water, and Xing Tianli sneaked into the basement silently.

The air was filled with a strange, suffocating smell of burning.

Xing Tianli suddenly held his breath and made his comment.

It is the "unorthodox" and shameful means.

What he practiced in his previous life was the orthodox Taoist scriptures passed down by the Three Pure Ones, the most orthodox 'Three Talents Gathering at the Top of the Head, Five Qis Returning to the Origin', which eventually condensed the Yang God into the celestial immortal's orthodox path.

However, the "Original Witch Scripture" that I practiced in this life has the most comprehensive record of these evil things.

In his mind, countless primitive witch patterns floated, and strange scriptures of "sacrifice" and "refining" continued to appear. There were also detailed methods of judging various strange materials, which were quickly absorbed and digested by Xing Tianli's soul like running water.

There were eight lights on in the basement, seven small and one large.

Judging from the arrangement, it was the "Seven Stars Guiding the Way" technique from the ancient witchcraft. It was a secret method used by the ancient witches with unfathomable cultivation to protect their bodies and guide their wandering souls back home when their souls traveled to meet the gods of heaven and earth.

The lamp must be made from the head of a fierce warrior who died a fierce death. The lamp oil must be made from mermaid oil that has been found in the deep sea of ​​the ocean for thousands of years. The wick must be drawn from a wisp of extremely yin energy condensed inside the jade in the mouth of a dead person in an ancient tomb that has existed for thousands of years, and must be twisted into the wick using a secret method.

The lamp made in this way is itself a wizard's treasure that can continue to evolve.

If it is truly well-refined, such a witch lamp can be of any size desired, as small as a mustard seed or as large as a mountain, and can even accommodate a city or a town. Once the fish oil Yin Fire inside is released, even if there are millions or tens of millions of elite soldiers ahead, they will be burned to ashes.

In ancient times, the great witches used the heads of brave generals needed to refine this lamp. All of them were generals of conquered enemy countries in foreign wars. They would kill them alive on the battlefield, let them absorb the unparalleled evil spirit on the battlefield, and then cut off their heads while they were still hot. Only then could they be considered qualified materials.

There is the most top-level lamp, which uses eight heads, all of which are left by peerless warriors who have slaughtered millions of people on the battlefield. The power of the successfully refined witch lamp is so terrifying that it is really scary to think about it.

And these eight lights in front of me.

Xing Tianli comprehended the teachings in the "Original Witch Scripture" and spat on the ground.

The seven small lamps are made from the heads of dead babies.

The main lamp is made of the head of a pregnant woman who died in childbirth.

The oil is a mixture of ordinary corpse oil and some wronged souls extracted by brutal means. As for the wick, it is made from the hair of the death row prisoners.

Just look at the materials. The refining technique of the lowest level of the lowest level is extremely crude. There are only twenty-four crude symbols left inside the eight large and small lamps. It is really not a sight to behold.

Well, the lamp oil was mixed with some poison similar to the juice of Datura flowers, and the smell it gave off was bitter and spicy, making it extremely pungent. If an ordinary person smelled the smell here, they would definitely faint and fall to the ground, and their brains would be damaged, turning them into idiots.

With his hands forming seals, Xing Tianli chanted a spell in a low voice. Eight green flames flew out from his fingertips, instantly freezing the crude talisman running in the lamp, making the lamp completely useless in terms of warning and trapping the enemy.

He walked over to the alloy boxes and broke a fist-sized metal padlock on a box with one palm. He opened the box and saw that it was full of extremely stiff and smooth printed paper, which was densely marked with countless formulas, data, multi-dimensional views of various mechanical components, etc. that made Xing Tianli dizzy.

Xing Tianli just flipped through a few drawings, took a quick look, and then slammed the lid of the box.

Dizziness, very uncomfortable.

It was really strange that when he read and comprehended the "Original Witch Scripture", he remembered clearly all the strange and complicated witch patterns, witch spells, witch seals, etc. He could learn them almost at a glance and use them in a short while.

But when he saw words like pressure, stress, yield strength and so on on these serious 'tech-side' stuff, his three corpse gods jumped into a rage and his celestial-level Yang God soul almost exploded.

"This Dao is not meant for me." Xing Tianli sighed sincerely, "I would rather recite 'The most gentle thing is that bowed head' under the flowers and the moon, and I definitely can't work in the laboratory late into the night to calculate formulas."

After walking around the basement several times, Xing Tianli was surprised to find that in the deepest part of the basement, in addition to these drawings and materials, there was also a large amount of money.

The total value of the gold sand and silver bars was about two million taels of silver; in the filing cabinet against the wall, there were rolls of banknotes issued by the powerful countries in the Far West, with a total value of more than 200,000 gold coins.

Next to these treasures, there were several small account books, which Xing Tianli smashed to pieces with ease.

No matter what the money is used for, it now belongs to him.

Stuffing thick rolls of banknotes into his sleeves, Xing Tianli sat cross-legged on the ground and took the gold sand and silver blocks from the wooden box beside him. A thick bronze divine light began to flow in his palms, constantly melting the gold sand and silver blocks.

The clear air rises.

The turbid air descends.

The neutral energy permeates the whole body, stimulating the blood and nourishing the body.

Drops of blood spurted out from the fingertips and fell into the purple robe. Large silver ingots also fell on the purple robe and were swallowed up piece by piece by the light purple clouds rising from the purple robe.

After all the gold and silver in the cave disappeared, the sides of thirty-six of the 108 small spaces in the Purple Ribbon Taoist Robe expanded to about two meters.

Xing Tianli felt a little heartbroken.

He thought of the legendary storage artifacts that could hold Mount Sumeru as big as a mustard seed. The growth potential of the Purple Ribbon Taoist Robe is endless, but if he wants to upgrade the Purple Ribbon Taoist Robe to the same capacity as the legendary artifacts, how much gold and silver will it cost?

Well, how about just feeding it all kinds of scrap metal next time?

However, even if it is just scrap metal, if one wants to increase the storage space of the Purple Ribbon Taoist Robe to a sufficiently large size, it will require an astronomical amount of scrap metal.

So, when your cultivation level is a little higher, can you please spare the Purple Ribbon Taoist Robe and the Magic Bamboo and lower the food standards to eat some rocks, soil and the like?
Anyway, all things originally originated from chaos, and were condensed from the "Primordial Qi derived from the innate". After the reverse refining of "One Stick of Incense in the Furnace of Heaven and Earth", no matter what was swallowed, it would eventually be transformed into the Primordial Qi.

Devouring rocks and soil is nothing more than a little harder work and looks a little shabby, that's all.

"In the Dharma Ending Age, we cannot expect too much!"

Xing Tianli waved his sleeves, and the gold, silver, jewelry and the like in the thirty-six small spaces were transferred into a dozen small spaces. The remaining small spaces easily swallowed up nearly a hundred huge alloy boxes.

Xing Tianli walked around the basement, which had suddenly become much emptier. After pondering for a while, he shook his hand and threw two of the silver bells and identity tags he had picked up from the Holy Mother Church priests he had killed a few days ago into a corner.

He burrowed underground again and entered the basement next door.

The people of Dongyun were quite polite. In the basement next to them, there was a large amount of secret information, such as an official from the Dayu Dynasty cooperating with them, a big landlord from some place colluding with the people of Dongyun, and an official from a consulate in the International Concession providing them with some intelligence.

All the shameful information, except perhaps some overly confidential secret files, is not kept here. If the treasures in the filing cabinets here are leaked, it will be enough to cause a major earthquake in the International Concession.

Xing Tianli was not polite, he swept away all the information, and placed several grenades behind the door of the basement. His hand slipped, and a certificate he had picked up from the body of a hapless captain of Saint Norman during the ambush at Huaigong Ridge fell into the corner of the basement by accident.

Well, a few pull-string grenades are not very powerful and should not be able to destroy this document.

Xing Tianli then swam to the basement next door and swept away everything of value in the basement, including nearly 10,000 boxes of guns, bullets, cannons, shells and other military equipment, which were forcibly smelted by Xing Tianli using the fundamental method and stored in two large cauldrons.

In a very short period of time, it swallowed tens of thousands of boxes of military equipment, and the two fist-sized tripods became bright and blazing, like two small suns suspended in the body.

Xing Tianli suddenly discovered the benefits of this fundamental method. He did not need to practice it deliberately. As long as the large cauldrons stored enough external acquired things, the two large cauldrons would continuously refine them and transform them into the Primordial Qi while he was walking, sitting or lying down, thus enhancing his cultivation bit by bit.

Although this efficiency is several times slower than active cultivation, this also made Xing Tianli inexplicably surprised.

In other words, the capacity of the two small tripods was still a little small. If they were a little bigger, he would really dare to hollow out the entire underground of the Dongyun Consulate General, dig out a bottomless abyss, fill all the sand, gravel and soil into the big tripod and take it away!

Tsk, what a pity!
In every empty basement, Xing Tianli left some traces of the Holy Mother Church or the soldiers of the Kingdom of Saint Norman, including silver bells, signs, Holy Mother badges, military IDs, pistols, bullets, bayonets and other items made by Saint Norman.

This kind of frame-up is very crude and would hardly work on any normal person.

But are the people of Dongyun normal people?
Moreover, their home fleet and expeditionary fleet are marching towards Pinghai City in a mighty manner. Among these military leaders, especially the Dongyun people's home fleet, there may be members of their royal family mixed in.

When these bigwigs discovered that the information and drawings they had bought at huge prices had been stolen.

Oh, what will they do? Xing Tianli was looking forward to it. If they could fight, it would be the best. They are not good guys, so fighting is the best.

While Xing Tianli was busy underground, Maso was also busy.

In a clean and tidy basement tightly wrapped by a whole piece of black rock, an altar made of pure silver, outlined with gold lines, and decorated with a large number of pure crystals is quietly suspended in the air with the chanting of Iris, Ilse and more than a hundred other women.

Sig fell to his knees, prostrating himself in front of Marceau. With an indescribable fanaticism in his terrified eyes, he secretly stared at the pair of white little feet exposed under Marceau's long skirt.

Looking at Sig's expression, if it weren't for Marceau's intimidating aura, he would really pounce on her and lick the soles of her feet.

In Marceau's hand, in a small glass test tube, a few drops of viscous blood solution were rolling and wriggling violently like a living thing. Occasionally, a dim and obscure blood light flashed through the solution.

"Your Highness, this is the secret medicine used by the Holy Mother Church in Shan De Fang." Sig said respectfully, "It is this terrible secret medicine that has turned tens of thousands of civilians in Shan De Fang into those ugly and disgusting half-beast soldiers."

"Secret medicine?" Maso held up the tiny test tube and said contemptuously, "It's just the most basic gene inducer. Moreover, the extraction method is extremely inferior, the quality is very poor, and there are too many impurities. Some impurities that are extremely harmful to the origin of life have not even been removed. The unlucky person who uses this medicine can only survive for a year at most."

A few stars twinkled in Maso's eyes, and a very fine silver-green light spurted out from the depths of her pupils, bit by bit analyzing the "truth" of the medicine in the test tube.

"Only despicable males like you who are insulated from 'wisdom' would know nothing about this and think this is such an amazing 'secret medicine'?"

Marceau shook her head and switched the language to a strange language that was as melodious and crisp as a bird of paradise. It spoke at an extremely fast speed and with a very high frequency. Every sound caused the air around it to vibrate inexplicably, and tiny ripples continued to spread.

More than a hundred women who were kneeling beside the altar laughed at the same time.

Iris stood up and waved her right hand. A green whip popped out from her sleeve. With a snap, she pulled Sig out of the basement door. "You despicable male, you are not qualified to watch this great ceremony!"

Marceau shook the test tube in his hand and whispered, "That day, many patrolling soldiers saw the Minotaur? Release this news through our channels and let all the high-ranking officials in the International Concession know that the Holy Mother Church is related to those Minotaurs and those damn monsters!"

"When the Holy Mother Church becomes the target of public criticism, haha!" Maso gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I will let them know how stupid it is to offend us!"

With a flick of his finger, the test tube flew onto the altar.

The pure silver altar emitted a bright, silvery, and translucent light like mercury, tightly wrapping the test tube. The golden stripes on the altar emitted thousands of extremely fine golden lights, just like "butchering an ox", performing the most minute analysis of the medicine in the test tube.

In the transparent crystals inlaid on the altar, a large number of runes flickered and bounced, and then countless extremely fine light threads flowed in the crystals. A large number of beautifully shaped, gorgeous and smooth words like flowers and leaves began to roll continuously in the crystals. All the composition details of this potion were transformed into beautiful words and stored inside the crystals.

Gradually, a ball of light with a diameter of several feet appeared above the altar.

In the blood-colored ball of light, six tiny spiral rays were swirling, and on each ray of light, there were extremely thin, short rays of light wriggling like tentacles.

"Traces of human intervention." Maso folded his hands across his chest, raised his chin, and looked at the ball of light with disdain.

"Artificially interfering with the evolution of organisms, but using pure violence?" Maso curled his lips. "Inferior means, inferior technology. From this small potion, I can see that their level of civilization is not very good."

Marceau snapped his right fingers.

In the altar, a large stream of light was surging, and the map of the entire International Concession appeared in the light.

She placed her hands on the flowing light and gestured at the map. As the light and shadow changed, the map finally locked onto the core area of ​​the International Concession, an old alley near the Yidoli Overseas Chinese District.

Just like Shan De Fang, this area of ​​old-style alleys is also inhabited by the indigenous people of the Dayu Dynasty.

This old-style alley is built higher than Shan De Fang, has worse conditions and more complex population flow. Within an area of ​​two or three miles, every Shikumen building is crowded with tenants.

Sometimes, there were as many as 72 households living in one Shikumen house, and the population density was astonishingly high.

In this small area of ​​two or three miles, there are nearly 150,000 lowest-level citizens of the Eastern Kingdom, crowded here like insects.

The meager income, hard work, and the pressure of survival are like a mountain pressing down on these people, making them breathless. Therefore, the incense of bliss naturally became the best medicine to relieve the worries of these people at the bottom of society.

In this area, there are fifteen or sixteen shops of bliss incense established by Yiduoli merchants, which specialize in selling bliss incense or allowing people to smoke it in their own stores.

According to intelligence from the East Country Investigation Office of Yingjishi, among the nearly 150,000 East Country citizens in this area, more than 10,000 have become addicted to the ecstasy incense.

When Maso looked down at the alley from the altar, he saw that in a dozen shops selling ecstasy incense, there were nearly a thousand people huddled on the large bunk beds provided by the shops, holding special water pipes in their mouths, silently enjoying the feeling of ecstasy that ecstasy incense brought them, a pleasure that completely detached them from all worldly troubles.

Maso and a group of women began to chant incantations. The breath of these men and women who were inhaling the bliss incense gradually became ethereal and strange.

After years of inhaling the bliss incense, these people's hearts have undergone strange changes under the slow erosion of the drug. Their internal structure is slightly distorted, like a seed. In particular, a dense, light green membrane has grown inside the heart.

When their hearts beat, all the blood will be filtered through this membrane before flowing slowly throughout the body.

As Maso and others chanted their spells, the altar amplified the strange energy contained in their spells. The strange energy field spread for dozens of miles and seeped into those who were inhaling the ecstasy incense bit by bit, causing their mental fluctuations to vaguely match the frequency of their spells.

The membrane inside the heart begins to proliferate rapidly.

Their blood flowed through the heart, and the normal biological genetic genes in the blood were quickly tampered with, changing from the double helix structure of a decent person to a strange appearance with six helixes and countless tentacles, exactly the same as the one in the blood light on the altar.

One drop of blood, two drops of blood, a steady stream of mutated blood flows throughout the body, invading the internal organs, penetrating into the bone marrow and brain.

The bodies of these men and women who were smoking the ecstasy incense were squirming violently. They were sweating profusely and roaring in low voices, accompanied by terrible sounds of muscles and bones shifting. Their bodies, especially their heads, began to undergo extremely horrible changes.

Soon, "moo" roars accompanied by countless screams of fear rang out from all directions, and more than a dozen shops collapsed with sharp cracking sounds. A bull-headed monster, some seven or eight feet tall, with the tallest one being nearly ten feet tall and a pair of large horns on its head, roared and rushed out from the collapsed shops.

On the streets, countless people stared in amazement at these monsters that suddenly appeared.

These monsters were different from the monsters Xing Tianli had seen before, which were created by the Holy Mother Church using potions. Although their eyes were also scarlet, they were obviously clearer than those created by the Holy Mother Church.

They raised their arms high, shook their arms vigorously, and shouted slogans hoarsely: "In the name of the Most High Mother, cleanse the worldly evil and welcome the coming of the Most High Kingdom of God!"

"You are all evil demons!" These bull-headed monsters roared and attacked the stunned pedestrians on the street.

They are extremely powerful, with basic physical strength exceeding 10,000 kilograms. A random punch from them can create a sonic boom, and the bodies of the unlucky people hit by their punches will all explode.

In an instant, all the pedestrians on several small streets were slaughtered. These minotaurs roared loudly and quickly gathered along the streets and alleys to form an astonishingly large team, heading straight for the nearby Yidoli immigrant area to kill.

They smashed through walls, pushed open fences, and broke into small buildings with exquisite shapes, frantically beating the Idoli expatriates, their Black Borneo servants, gardeners, and their Touno maids, all of whom were broken in the bones. Accompanied by shrill screams, countless people covered in blood, who were seriously injured but not yet dead, were thrown onto the street by these minotaurs.

The heart-wrenching cries rose to the sky, and the smell of blood quickly spread.

Among these minotaurs, some are women, and their status is obviously much higher than those male minotaurs around them who are huge in size and have strong physical strength.

Even the horns of these minotaur women are more delicate, and the tips of their horns have a faint hint of green.

They walked quickly on the street, with sticky blood dripping from their wrists. They dripped their own blood into the mouths of those unlucky people who were seriously injured but not dead for a while, and then these unlucky people's bodies quickly burst into high temperatures, their broken bones and muscles healed rapidly, and then they also underwent terrible mutations.

However, after taking the blood of these minotaur women, the success rate of mutation is obviously not high.

Perhaps it was because their bodies had not been infected by the bliss fragrance for many years, and their bodies were not "suitable soil". Facing the mutated blood from the bull-headed woman, their bodies produced a rejection reaction.

On the street, countless human bodies were twitching and twisting, and from time to time, someone's body would explode with a "bang", and blood would spurt everywhere. A rich blood energy was rising, and these bull-headed women who were constantly bleeding themselves swallowed the blood energy greedily. Wisps of faint blood energy were constantly swallowed by their bull horns.

There were some lucky ones who did not explode. They roared, stood up from the ground, and staggered to join the team that was destroying everything crazily.

These guys who have undergone secondary mutation by taking the blood of the Minotaur are smaller in size than the first generation mutants, and their strength is not as great as ten thousand pounds, probably only half as strong.

However, compared to the first-generation mutants, which number only a little over a thousand, the number of these second-generation mutants is increasing rapidly.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand!
After these minotaurs slaughtered half of the Yidoli colony, the original number of more than a thousand monsters had rapidly expanded to more than five thousand. They roared and screamed, and excitedly destroyed all the man-made creations they saw along the way.

Sharp police whistles continued to sound, and dozens of policemen from the police station popped their heads out on the street. After seeing these monsters that were wreaking havoc, they suddenly evaporated like dewdrops under the scorching sun.

A small group of Idoli garrison soldiers, suppressing their fear, fired a few shots at the minotaurs under the curses of their leading officers. The bullets landed on these guys, barely penetrating their skin and embedding in their muscles. These Idoli soldiers also cursed loudly, dropped their weapons, and fled in embarrassment.

Many minotaurs roared and continued to advance madly towards the Yidoli overseas Chinese community and the Yidoli Consulate General.

In the basement, Marceau looked at the bloody scene on the altar with a smile of great satisfaction.

"Holy Mother Church, Holy Norman Kingdom!"

"hehe!"

"There have been border frictions between Yidoli and Saint Norman over the years. Saint Norman has always wanted to obtain larger and more seaports from Yidoli. When these monsters created by the Holy Mother Church slaughtered the expatriates of Yidoli, will they fight?"

Marceau looked at Iris: "Iris, what do you think?"

Iris smiled and bowed to Marceau: "Your Highness, we can help them. After all, those who are in power in these countries are all despicable males. They are just lowly embryos who allow us to enslave them!"

Marceau smiled and nodded, admiring the scene surging in the light curtain on the altar with great ecstasy.

After a long while, she said in a deep voice: "Send a message to our partners at Ji Le Xiang, telling them that we are about to increase production by ten times, a hundred times, or even more. But we need to invest a huge amount of money, so we need to collect payment in advance."

"I promised that little guy Dai Gao, and I have to do what I promised." Marceau sighed softly, and she raised her hands intoxicatedly: "Every time I see Dai Gao, I think of my 'father'. It's such a pity, if he hadn't suddenly broken free from my control, how could the Kingdom of Farus have perished?"

"What a shame, Farus, it could have been our nest!"

Maso narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Let's make up for the regrets of the past with Dai Gao. Although the official power of Falush in the East Country is not strong enough, it is enough for the time being."

Xing Tianli left the Dongyun Consulate General.

He appeared at the end of Jingyue Street, and amid the shouts of several vicious Tounom ronin, he announced the name of Jiro Kumayama.

Not long after, Jiro Kumayama came running out with a few elite members of the Kumayama Group.

Xing Tianli didn't waste time talking to Xiong Shan Ji Lang. He just invited Xiong Shan Ji Lang to drink in a high-end wine house opened by Dongyun people. He paid Xiong Shan Ji Lang and several leaders of the Xiong Shan group to hire a group of barmaids with scary makeup but extremely high status to accompany them. He deliberately stayed for a while to ensure that some people with ulterior motives had enough time to confirm his identity and know that he and Xiong Shan Ji Lang were flirting!
Things have to be done reasonably.

With the eyewitnesses who were in collusion with Xiongshan Jiro, Xing Tianli had sufficient excuses when he handed the information to whoever he wanted afterwards - he bribed the scum among the Dongyun people with a large sum of money, and stole the information by changing the materials.

It's a huge bribe, sir, would you like to reimburse the funds for the activity?
After all, this is the Dharma Ending Age.

Xing Tianli couldn't tell others that he could still practice, that he could still perform the extremely laborious Five Elements Escape Technique, move freely underground, and take the information away from the heavily guarded Dongyun Consulate, right?

Xing Tianli had no doubt that if he dared to tell the truth, the first ones to jump out and hunt him down would be Murima and Yang Tianji!

So, you have to do what you should do!

Afterwards, it would be enough to give Xiongshan Jilang and the others a glorious and respectable death. For example, their bodies were buried in a hundred tons of explosives, leaving no evidence? Xing Tianli thought that this was good enough!

When Xiongshan Jilang and his group were a little drunk, Xing Tianli left the Dongyun people's territory and headed straight for the Yidoli immigrant community.

It is not possible for a group of Dongyun ronin to work together to steal top-secret information from the heavily guarded Dongyun Consulate. Xing Tianli also wants to confuse the waters a little more. For example, the Yidoli gang members who ambushed and killed the Holy Mother Church and the Saint Norman Kingdom army in Huaigong Ridge before, are they easy to use?

In addition to these Idoli people, there are also the Farus people, the Yingji people, and even the gang members of the Kingdom of Saint Norman. Xing Tianli is ready to pull them in.

The more people are involved in this matter and the more complicated the clues are, the more "smart people" will speculate. Then, they will naturally imagine how Xing Tianli stole the information through various means!

Of course, the safest way is that Xing Tianli can say that this information was stolen from the Dongyun Consulate by someone and copied several copies, and then he just intercepted one of the copies!

Xing Tianli could guess with his toes that in the huge International Concession, there were many forces eyeing the Dongyun people, and many people wanted to get this information out of the Dongyun Consulate General.

Xing Tianli could have enough very reasonable excuses to explain the source of the information he had.

The only downside to doing this is that the credit may not be too noticeable in front of Princess Yihe.

The Yiduoli expatriate area was also to the east of the International Concession, and was only two or three streets away from the territory occupied by the Dongyun people. Xing Tianli took a few quick steps and arrived at the Yiduoli territory. Before he turned the corner, he heard gunshots, roars, the sound of broken bones, and extremely shrill howls.

Because of the sudden appearance of Murima and Yang Tianji, Xing Tianli did not dare to release his spiritual power. When he walked on the street, he carefully gathered his spiritual power in his body. Hearing these terrible noises, he hurriedly released his spiritual power and "saw" the Minotaur who was killing crazily more than ten feet away, across a small building.

'boom'!
The small building between Xing Tianli and the bull monster suddenly collapsed. Several bull-headed monsters that were over ten feet tall roared in a low voice and randomly knocked away the bricks and tiles piled on their bodies.

When they saw Xing Tianli, they were stunned for a moment, then they roared with joy and rushed straight towards Xing Tianli.

Xing Tianli looked through the smoke and dust raised by the collapsed small building and saw that behind these minotaurs, half of the Yidoli immigrant community had been razed to the ground.

He also saw that behind several street flower beds, there was a group of Italian men wearing small suits, soft round hats and ferocious faces, holding small pistols and shooting at the minotaurs.

Among these people, several are acquaintances of Xing Tianli.

A few days ago, when Xing Tianli took the initiative to act as bait and lured the people of the Holy Mother Church to Huaigong Ridge, he hired these Yiduoli gang members at a high price. At this moment, facing these terrible minotaurs, it turned out that these guys were holding small pistols with obviously insufficient lethality, and they struggled to resist like moths flying into a flame.

As Xing Tianli was looking around, a minotaur roared loudly and rushed towards him. There was a teasing look in his scarlet eyes, and he nonchalantly punched Xing Tianli in the chest.

The other minotaurs seemed to know that their companions could easily kill Xing Tianli.

They actually curled the corners of their mouths, smiled sneerfully, then turned around and rushed towards the resisting men.

A punch landed on the chest, and Xing Tianli also punched the arrogant Minotaur. The two fists of different sizes collided heavily, and there was a dull sound. Xing Tianli's body shook, and the Minotaur took a step back.

Xing Tianli looked in amazement at the huge creature in front of him that was over a meter tall.

Compared to the minotaur that had been seen in Shan De Fang before, this fellow's strength had at least increased by more than double. With the level of improvement that Xing Tianli had made in his cultivation in recent days, his current physical strength could only barely suppress the fellow in front of him!
"Okay!" The Tongtian Magic Bamboo spun, Xing Tianli let out a clear whistle, and the "Sword Twenty-Two" flew out of his hand.

The most tangible feedback from the improvement of cultivation is that the number of sword beams emitted by Xing Tianli's "Infinite Sword Sutra" has increased again. Moreover, the power of each sword beam has also increased a lot compared to before.

One sword is enough to pierce through a steel plate several feet thick!
Twenty-two swords flew out in a row, and even a steel plate more than ten feet thick would be pierced with a hole!

The minotaur groaned, and its head as big as a water tank fell heavily to the ground. Xing Tianli pondered for a while, and swept his spiritual power around. His purple-sash Taoist robe quickly changed into an ordinary low-level patrol uniform. His body compressed slightly, and the Tongtian Miaozhu also turned into a saber commonly used by the Yidoli mountain people.

He took off his cloth shoes, carefully put them into his sleeves, took out a pair of standard leather shoes for patrol officers and put them on his feet, then Xing Tianli strode into the street ahead which was covered in blood and corpses.

"Bastards of the Holy Mother Church!" Xing Tianli was burning with anger.

Several minotaurs roared and rushed towards him. The saber transformed from the magic bamboo in his hand was gently swung. Several blade beams swept across, and the huge head of the minotaur fell off its neck and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Several members of the Yidoli gang cheered in unison. They reloaded their bullets and shouted at the top of their lungs. From the small buildings that had not been destroyed, women, children, servants and maids kept stumbling out and fled along the street to the area behind where there was no Minotaur.

More minotaurs looked at Xing Tianli at the same time.

They all roared and rushed over with big strides.

Xing Tianli stood in the middle of the street, his saber emitting cold rays, and with every strike a bull's head fell to the ground. He moved his body left and right easily, and no matter how the bull-headed monsters charged and punched, they could never touch his body, and the flashing sword light always killed the bull-headed monsters on the spot.

In just half a cup of tea, more than two hundred minotaurs fell to the ground.

In the Whisper Forest, Maso looked at the light and shadow on the altar with interest: "What did I see? A low-level patrolman? Judging from his appearance, he is from Yidoli? How is that possible?"

"Go ahead and kill them all!" Maso said coldly, "I don't like surprises!"

As Maso roared, several minotaurs with faint green light flashing on their horns, brought a team of particularly strong minotaurs to entangle Xing Tianli.

More Minotaurs rushed from both sides of the street towards the cheering Idoli men.

"Damn it!" The face of a short and sturdy Idoli man with yellow hair and yellow eyes suddenly changed. He frantically emptied the magazine of the pistol in his hand, and looked at a minotaur rushing towards him in despair, swinging his fist at his head.

Xing Tianli rushed forward, trying to save the yellow-haired man who was at the front.

He also knew this guy. He was a middle-level leader of a gang he hired a few days ago. Among the overseas Chinese in Yidoli, this guy named He Xi had a surprisingly good reputation. At least the usury he lent out had never caused anyone to be ruined!

However, no matter how fast Xing Tianli rushed, he was too late to rescue the unfortunate He Xi.

Seeing that the Minotaur's fist was about to land on He Xi's head, Xing Tianli ran his fingers across the blade of his saber and was about to fly out with his sword to behead the several Minotaur's that surrounded He Xi, when a strange change suddenly occurred on He Xi's body.

He Xi was only about five feet tall, and his skin, like his hair and eyes, suddenly turned khaki.

Along with a faint roar coming from his body, He Xi's body suddenly swelled up, and his clothes and pants were instantly shattered. Xing Tianli saw that on this guy's chest, there was a strange human-headed snake body, and the incomplete image of an arm holding up a small mountain quietly emerged.

With a loud roar, his skeleton expanded, but his flesh and blood collapsed rapidly. Soon, He Xi was so thin that his bones were just skin and bones. He actually knocked the Minotaur who was attacking him away with one punch!

Afterwards, the image on He Xi's chest dimmed and he sat down on the ground, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)