Two Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Six Qingshan Town

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call out!

With the toes in the void, Xiao Chen looked around with a light touch.

"What is this place?"

It is certain that this is the barren sea, but there is no way to know where it is in the barren sea.

I feel that the surrounding environment is somewhat familiar, but more is unfamiliar.

In front of the field of vision, about a million miles away, there is a small city.

The area is not big, it is said to be a city, it is more like a town.

In the barren sea, such a small city is rare.

Castle Peak?

Wait, the consciousness spread out, and Xiao Chen found a familiar mountain.

I haven't seen each other for four years, but Qingshan remains the same, nothing has changed.

Xiao Chen thought for a moment, it seems that the former small village has now become a city.

No wonder, it made him feel both familiar and strange.

Landing steadily, Xiao Chen was in a good mood, finally got out after four years of sleepiness.

The former village has turned into a city, and it seems to be developing well.

With the promise of the Taoyuan Emperor, no one dared to move, and it is reasonable to gradually develop.

Someone is here, and he is still the king!

Xiao Chen's face changed slightly, and in an instant, he displayed the body of the green dragon, and his physical body changed. It turned into ice, retreated silently towards the rear, and disappeared into the night.

After a while, two figures fell from the sky.

One of them was dressed in black, he was older, and his body was filled with a faint devilish aura. Xiao Chen recognized this aura, and he was practicing the magic skills of the six sects of the demonic way, the Tiansha sect.

Beside him was a middle-aged man, wearing a blood-colored robe, with a noble air between his brows.

Look, it doesn't look like someone from the Tiansha Sect.

"Almost four years,

The task assigned to you by the Eighth Prince has not yet been completed. Elder Sun, I don't know how you handle things! "

After the two fell down, the blood-clothed middle-aged man reprimanded them coldly.

The old man in black said helplessly: "It's not that the old man is incompetent, it's that the Taoyuan Emperor made a promise. In the barren sea, no one would openly attack this Qingshan Town. Secretly, Qin Zhuolin has never left, and there is no chance to do anything."

"Hmph! You have let the Eighth Prince down too much with so many excuses. The Eighth Prince has lost his patience. No matter what method you use, you must finish it tonight."

The middle-aged man in blood snorted coldly, glanced at the man in black expressionlessly, and said lightly: "You can figure it out yourself, this time I'll come over, if the eighth prince can do it himself, hehe, then you can do it yourself." There's no need to exist anymore."

The old man in black hurriedly said: "My lord, you can't do this. You and I saw it when we entered the city just now. There is no chance to make a move. Once we make a move, we will definitely be exposed."

The blood-clothed middle-aged man said: "It's okay to be exposed. If you want to make a big deal, you don't have to pay a little price. How can it be possible! I will hold Qin Zhuolin back at that time, and you can do it directly. If you are exposed afterwards, you can directly find a dead ghost in the Tiansha sect." It’s enough to make amends to Emperor Taoyuan. What’s more, we don’t really want to attack this Qingshan City, so it’s not too much.”

There was a trace of tangle on the face of the old man in black, obviously very hesitant, there were almost no strong people in Qingshan City.

There is only one Qin Zhuolin in charge, but he is the place that the Taoyuan Emperor himself promised to protect.

To fight in the city is to slap the Taoyuan Emperor in the face.

This blood-clothed middle-aged man has a profound background and a terrible background. He is not too afraid of the Taoyuan Emperor, but he can't do it himself.

But offending the eighth prince, there is also no good fruit to eat.

The most important thing is that if this is done, the benefits will be astonishing.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old man in black made up his mind and said in a deep voice, "Okay, just tonight! However, my lord has agreed that if you are exposed, you must protect me."

"Don't worry, Emperor Taoyuan also wants face! When the time comes, I will come to the door to apologize and admit my mistake with the dead ghost. Can he still slap me to death? I am not, I really want to destroy this Qingshan City."

"Okay, let's do it!"

The two made up their minds without hesitation. After discussing the details, they flew towards Qingshan City again.

call out!

When the two of them were far away, in the pitch black night, a streak of ice appeared quietly in the dark night like a streamer.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, what are these two people going to do in Azure Dragon City?

The old man in black has the strength of Wang Xiaocheng, so coincidentally, this old man Xiao Chen has really seen.

When Xiao Chen wiped out the nearby Tiansha Sect stronghold, the most dangerous time for Xiao Chen was when he was besieged by three celebrity kings, including this old man.

But now, this old man is not worth mentioning in front of Xiao Chen, what Xiao Chen cares a little is the blood-clothed middle-aged man.

The elder of the Tiansha Sect, who is Wang Xiaocheng, is respectful in front of this blood-clothed man, and he has to have a lot of background.

"Heavenly Fiend Sect, the ghost is really lingering! Since I have encountered it, don't try to make trouble for me."

On Xiao Chen's calm face, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he didn't have any good feelings for Xiao Chen of the Heavenly Fiend Sect.

Four years ago, with the later cultivation of the Holy Lord, he destroyed all the eighty-eight nearby strongholds of the Tiansha Sect.

I have already known what kind of people this is, and they will do whatever they can to achieve their goals.

Raising bandits, doing evil things, old people, women and children, all are not spared.

In order to practice demonic skills, they even raise young children in captivity. They have no conscience and no humanity.

Hiding his aura, Xiao Chen quietly followed.

When they arrived near Qingshan Town, they unexpectedly discovered that the small city actually had a large protective formation.

It should be Qin Zhuolin's handwriting. This person is also a good friend. He thought he was dead, but he actually helped to sit in Qingshan City until now.

However, this large formation for the city is mainly aimed at the desolate slaves, as well as other dirty things that come out at night.

For the king of people, there is not much blocking effect.

With Taoyuan Emperor's promise, normally speaking, no one came here to make trouble.

Under the moonlight, the residents of the small town had already fallen asleep early.

The whole town seemed quiet and serene.

Xiao Chen followed the two into the city and saw the two in front of them. After entering the city, they said something to each other and then separated.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Chen made a decision to follow the old man in black.

The middle-aged man in blood should be looking for Qin Zhuolin.

Based on Xiao Chen's understanding of Qin Zhuolin, even if he is not the opponent of the blood-clothed man, his life will not be in danger.

To this day, this Qin Zhuolin still makes Xiao Chen feel a little mysterious and unpredictable.

It was late at night, the city was pitch black, and the lights of all the houses had already been extinguished.

Only, the lights are still burning in an attic on a higher ground, which is Qin Zhuolin's residence.

In the attic, Qin Zhuolin and Sang were drinking and chatting casually.

The Qingshan Town in front of me was developed under the hands of the two of them. Over the past few years, the two of them have grown closer to each other.

Qin Zhuolin drank the wine in the cup and said softly: "Sang, are you sure Xiao Chen is still alive?"

Sang nodded and said: "You have asked many times, I am sure, he is not dead yet."

The Fusang sacred tree is still in the Yushen stele, and with this faint connection, one can feel some of Xiao Chen's breath.

Sang was sure that Xiao Chen was not dead, but he had no idea where he was.

For four years, Qin Zhuolin's life was not very comfortable.

Very regretful, the original decision should not have allowed Xiao Chen to go down with him.

Heaven's Dao Killing Formation made it almost impossible for him to bring out his previous experience and strength.

In the end, he walked out alone. Four years later, Xiao Chen had no news.

It is inevitable that you will feel guilty and cannot forgive yourself.

"This guy, no matter what, it's time to come out after four years!"

Qin Zhuolin muttered to himself, if he had been trapped for four years, he would have gone crazy long ago.

Even if he is not dead, being trapped and unable to get out is not a kind of torture.

Suddenly, the expressions of Qin Zhuolin and Sang changed at the same time.

Qin Zhuolin said lightly: "Come out, don't hide."

"hehe."

Lights and shadows flickered, lights flickered in the attic, and a middle-aged man in blood appeared out of thin air. He looked at Qin Zhuolin and said, "As expected of being the only descendant of the Tiangang Sect, I was discovered by Mr. Qin just after I arrived."

"People from the Blood Martial Dynasty?"

The blood-clothed man Qin Zhuolin looked at was a little surprised, and sneered, "It's interesting, Qingshan Town, a remote place, actually attracts members of the blood-martial dynasty's royal family."

At the same time, secretly sent a voice transmission to Sang Dao, this guy may have companions, you go out and have a look, I will deal with him.

Um.

Sang replied, and prepared to retreat quietly.

"Hehe, stay here, don't think about leaving."

The blood-clothed middle-aged man let out a smirk, spread his hands and clapped his hands, and saw a pool of squirming blood, forming an enchantment, isolating this space.

Sang slammed his fist on the barrier, and the sticky blood barrier squirmed slowly, making him feel as powerless as if he was hit by cotton.

"My dirty blood enchantment has reached the sixth level. Even if the peak king comes, it may not be broken. You two should die. Chat with me here. If you have a better attitude, I will I won't hit you."

The blood-clothed middle-aged man showed a trace of confidence on his face, and said with a faint smile.