To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

The blood mist spread very quickly, and the people of Longying City were swallowed by the blood mist one after another, and turned into mummies in the blink of an eye.

The people's wailing and cries for help came one after another, and the entire Dragon Film City was filled with despair.

"Xing Yuanzi, you actually slaughtered living beings like this, you will not die well!" He Chenguang's eyes were red, and his heart was burning with anger. At this moment, how could he still be afraid of the Nascent Soul cultivators?

At this moment, He Chenguang's heart was filled with murderous intent towards Xing Yuanzi, and he wished to tear Xing Yuanzi into pieces.

"Xing Yuanzi, you old dog, you will definitely pay for what you have done!" Another disciple who was in the early stage of foundation building roared at Xing Yuanzi.

"Damn it, Xing Yuanzi, you and your Seven Star Tower will definitely pay the price, and the Sect Leader will definitely avenge us!" The last cultivator in the early stage of foundation building also roared.

Xing Yuanzi heard the three Foundation Establishment cultivators roaring at him, but said with disdain, "They are just a bunch of ants. It is a blessing for them to become food for my blood corpse."

"The Qingyun Sect wants to confront our Qixing Tower? You're simply courting death. As for your so-called leader, he's just a little clever. Will he avenge you?"

"Hmph, I believe that even if he knew that you died at my hands, he would never dare to complain, unless your Qingyun Sect wants to be wiped out."

Xing Yuanzi looked very proud. As an elder of the Seven Stars Tower, he had absolute confidence in the strength of the Seven Stars Tower. There were twenty Nascent Soul cultivators in the Seven Stars Tower, and even more Golden Core cultivators.

The Qingyun Sect only has one Nascent Soul cultivator, who is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Xing Yuanzi is confident that if he faces the Qingxuan Patriarch, he can kill him, so he does not take the Qingyun Sect seriously at all.

As for the leader of Qingyun Sect, Sun Yi, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, he was like an ant in Xing Yuanzi's eyes. He could crush him to death with just a flick of his finger, so there was no need to worry about him at all.

"Although the old ghost Qingxuan has planted a restriction in your spirits to prevent soul searching, I still have plenty of ways to deal with you. You'd better think carefully. If you take the initiative to confess the secrets of Qingyun Sect, I may consider sparing your lives."

"Bah! Old beast, use whatever means you have. Don't even think about getting any news about Qingyun Sect from your grandfather!" He Chenguang spat directly at Xing Yuanzi.

"Looking for death!" Xing Yuanzi was extremely angry. A mere cultivator in the early stage of foundation building dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

"It seems I have to teach you a lesson!" Xing Yuanzi waved his right hand, and a beam of blood shot directly into He Chenguang's body.

The next moment, blood-colored lines appeared on He Chenguang's body surface, and then his blood vessels protruded like a centipede. The blood vessels all over his body protruded, as if countless insects were biting in his blood vessels.

He Chenguang only felt that there were countless bugs biting his body. He had never experienced such pain before, and even under such painful torture, he was unable to faint.

He Chenguang was trembling all over, with a painful expression on his face.

"Senior Brother He!"

"Senior Brother He!"

When the other two Qingyun Sect disciples saw He Chenguang's miserable appearance, their faces were filled with worry for He Chenguang and anger towards Xing Yuanzi.

Xing Yuanzi was very happy when he saw He Chenguang's painful expression: "Hey, kid, how does my bloodthirsty technique taste?"

Just when Xing Yuanzi thought that He Chenguang could not hold on any longer, He Chenguang on the opposite side suddenly raised his head and stared at Xing Yuanzi with a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Hahaha...Xing Yuanzi, old dog, is this all you have? It's not that great. Feel free to show us what else you have and see if your grandfather is afraid of you!"

Xing Yuanzi looked at He Chenguang's blood-red eyes and saw He Chenguang's madness. Suddenly, his brows furrowed. Xing Yuanzi knew very well how terrible the blood-thirsty technique was, but this He Chenguang could actually hold on under the torture of the blood-thirsty technique. This willpower was too terrifying.

"Junior Brother Chu, Junior Brother Yi, don't be afraid of him. The worst that can happen is death. I believe the Sect Leader will definitely avenge us. We've made a fortune by having an old man in the Nascent Soul stage die with us. You all know how the Sect Leader treats us. Don't do anything to disappoint the Sect Leader."

He Chenguang stared at the two Qingyun Sect disciples and gave them serious instructions.

"Brother He, don't worry. I will definitely not let the Sect Leader down!"

"Me too!"

The gazes of these two Qingyun Sect disciples were extremely firm.

Xing Yuanzi didn't expect that the foundation-building disciples of Qingyun Sect were not only powerful, but also had such tough bones. This surprised him very much.

"Hmph, don't worry, I still have many tricks up my sleeve. I believe you will soon honestly reveal the secrets of the Qingyun Sect."

Xing Yuanzi snorted coldly. Although He Chenguang and the other two Qingyun Sect disciples were being stubborn, Xing Yuanzi felt that as long as he put in some effort, he would be able to get the secrets of Qingyun Sect out of them.

If the secrets of Qingyun Sect cannot be obtained from these three Qingyun Sect disciples, then the only option is to report to the headquarters and ask the Tiansheng County headquarters to send experts to take down Qingyun Sect directly.

Although Xing Yuanzi was confident that he could deal with Patriarch Qingxuan, he would not take risks rashly. Moreover, it would be even better if Qingyun Sect could honestly hand over the secrets.

At this time, the blood mist coming out of the blood-colored coffin of the Dragon Film City below had swallowed up all the living beings in the Dragon Film City and the surrounding sphere of influence.

The blood mist in the distance was still expanding outward, but now its speed was much slower.

"Okay, that's enough!" Xing Yuanzi suddenly shouted towards the blood-red coffin below. An unwilling roar came from the coffin, and then a vortex appeared above the blood-red coffin, and the surrounding blood mist gathered towards the coffin.

In just a short while, all the blood mist was collected back into the blood-colored coffin.

At this time, Longying City had turned into a dead zone. People, animals, and even insects were completely dead. In the huge city, there was no trace of life, only countless mummies with tragic deaths.

He Chenguang and two other Qingyun Sect disciples were trapped in the air. Looking at the tragic situation in Longying City, they were sad, angry, and helpless.

Although they have only been in Longying City for three months, they have developed Longying City according to the policies formulated by Sun Yi. They have seen Longying City getting better day by day, and the people of Longying City living happier day by day. Every day, a large number of people come spontaneously to kneel outside Qingyun Taoist Palace and kowtow in the direction of Qingyun Taoist Palace.

There are countless people in the entire Longying City who set up longevity tablets at home for He Chenguang and other monks from the Qingyun Sect. This ordinary behavior makes He Chenguang and others feel excited.

At the beginning, protecting and developing Dragon Film City may have been a task assigned by the sect, but three months later, they had forgotten this task and instead regarded protecting and developing Dragon Film City as their own mission.

But now everything has been ruined, ruined by this Nascent Soul cultivator.

kill!

The hearts of He Chenguang and the other two were filled with endless murderous intent. At this moment, the pain that the bloodthirsty technique brought to He Chenguang seemed insignificant.

"go!"

Xing Yuanzi grabbed with his big hand, and the blood-red coffin below soared into the sky and was collected by him. Then he took He Chenguang and the other two and rushed towards the direction of Chihuofang City.

He didn't notice that at the top of a tall tower not far away, a crystal was emitting a faint glow, recording everything that happened in Dragon Film City today.