Chapter 86: The King's Request

"Heaven-rank magic weapon?"

The third elder was not angry but happy, and said with a smile: "That's great, I never thought that such a treasure is hidden on this little thing like you, come on, now it belongs to the old man!"

Once again, he dropped his fist from the sky and growled: "Disappear for me, how can you be worthy of such a treasure!?"

"boom!"

It was another powerful punch, which was squeezed so that the space buzzed and trembled, and the power of the fist was overwhelming!

"Oops!"

Dong Yuanbai stepped forward, with the strength of Fengyun Palm in both palms, he roared: "Fengyuntai senior brothers, come on, gather all of us to fight him, we must not let the senior brother suffer from his poisonous hands !"

"Yes, fight!"

Behind him, a group of Fengyuntai disciples surged their energy one after another, wisps of death aura soared into the sky!

...

At this moment, suddenly there was a mighty sound in the air!

"presumptuous!"

Immediately afterwards, the space twisted sharply, a streak of blood appeared in the sky, and then a majestic palm force swept across. With a loud "Peng", the fist strength of the three elders was instantly scattered. Not only that, this huge palm print swept across However, it also hit the third elder!

"Ah~~~"

The third elder uttered a hoarse scream, and the protective energy was instantly crushed into powder, and then the body fell apart under the force of this palm, the skin was shattered, and the flesh and blood were annihilated, followed by countless bones. , and finally disappeared under this palm, not even a single strand of hair was left behind!

"..."

All of us were stunned, what kind of power this is, it's too nx, right?

"Yes... yes... the city lord..."

A group of elders from the Xia Clan trembled, knelt down one after another, and said in a trembling voice, "See... see the City Master!"

In the air, the cloud of blood remained motionless, but a majestic and unquestionable voice came from: "Xialan violated the rules of the Black City, and has murdered the younger generation of heroes, and has been executed! The Yishou Peak originally belonged to the purgatory mad The lion lineage, this clan used to be one of the founding clans of my Black City, it cannot be desecrated, all the Xia family’s descendants will withdraw, and return the Yishoufeng to the mad lion clan of purgatory, if it happens again, the whole clan will be punished!"

For a moment, all the Xia family members trembled like chickens, nodded repeatedly, and hurried down the mountain from our side.

...

"Great...great!"

A group of injured Purgatory Wild Lions, men and women were cheering, and then, a group of people knelt down in front of me and the disciples of Fengyuntai, expressing their gratitude.

I couldn't stand this, so I immediately left with Fengyuntai disciples, and at the same time let Erdan go back to recuperate.

Fengyuntai.

All the disciples dispersed one after another, and I was the only one who stayed on Fengyuntai, while the figure of master Ding Heng stood proudly above Fengyuntai, stroking his beard, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, fortunately you have a magic weapon, Otherwise... this might be a catastrophe for our Fengyuntai younger generation."

I frowned: "Master, what will happen to you if we are killed?"

He looked indifferently, and said: "The land of reincarnation is deeply rooted in Heicheng, and Fengyuntai can't completely fight against it. It is impossible for Master to really fight Zhuang Huaishui for the sake of you, but... I will definitely avenge you and destroy the entire Xia family." !"

My heart warmed up: "Thank you, Master!"

"No thanks."

At this moment, a strange voice came from the mountain road——

"Keng Keng~~"

"Keng Keng~~"

"Keng Keng~~"

It seems that there are countless sounds of hitting rocks.

"what happened?"

I jumped off Fengyuntai.

Ding Heng stood proudly in the air, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "There is a visitor."

On the mountain road in the distance, a faint golden light covered the body of a person. His neck was shackled and chains were worn on his body. Those chains dragged on his body, seeping into the ground, nonstop It hit the rocks on the mountain road and made a sound. It turned out that the sound just now was made like this.

He stopped one step at a time, as if he was dragging the whole land while walking. His hair was loose, sweat and blood mixed together, dripping and splashing on the ground continuously, but under the disheveled hair, he had a pair of unyielding eyes, Has the momentum of the king.

I know this person, the patriarch of the Purgatory Wild Lion Clan, the big man guarding a corner of the ancient battlefield!

"Luo Tian Xing!"

In the air, Ding Heng's voice was indifferent, and he said with a smile: "You have spent so much cultivation to condense a spiritual body to come to my Fengyun Terrace, but what is it?"

It turned out that the head of the clan, the king of the wild lion in purgatory, was named Luo Tianxing, and it really was the name of Er Dan, which was much more imposing!

Luo Tianxing raised his head to look at Ding Heng, then looked at me again, the corners of his mouth tugged a bit, revealing a trace of bitterness, and said: "Although I, the Purgatory Wild Lion Clan, are guilty of sins, but... But the loyalty to Heicheng for generations is It has never been changed, and now another member of the tribe has made a mistake, and the crime is getting worse, and the hope of the tribe is already quite slim."

"Everything that goes up must go down. The Purgatory Wild Lions back then were a rare and powerful clan in the Black City. You should accept your fate calmly." Ding Hengdu.

Luo Tianxing nodded: "Today, I would like to thank this little friend of July Liuhuo for his righteous action. This alarmed the city lord and saved my Purgatory Wild Lion Clan from being wiped out. Elder Ding, I have a request."

"Say it."

"Lordan, my nephew, a man with a gift and mission, he awakened his ancestral bloodline when he was young, and he is a person who may bear great achievements. I hope you can accept Lordan as a disciple and let him practice in Fengyuntai , which not only allows him to grow faster, but also protects him."

"This..." Ding Heng hesitated for a moment.

Luo Tianxing knelt down on one knee immediately, and said in a deep voice, "Please promise, elder!"

I looked back at Ding Heng: "Master..."

"Forget it!"

Ding Heng waved his hand, and said: "Since even my apprentice intercedes for you, then so be it, but I only promise Lordan to join Fengyuntai and become a disciple of Fengyuntai, I will not accept him If you pass it on personally, let the two elders, Feng Yun, guide him."

"Okay, okay..."

Luo Tianxing nodded and clasped his fists again: "Thank you, elder! Thank you too... Thank you very much, little friend!"

Ding Heng and I both nodded.

And Luo Tianxing's body stood in place, slowly disappeared, turning into wisps of golden sand and annihilated in the breeze.

...

"Why was he imprisoned, Master?" I walked back to Fengyun Terrace and asked.

Ding Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice: "Purgatory Wild Lions are a cursed clan. Although they have extremely powerful blood power, they are prone to madness. Before, their clan caused a lot of trauma to Heicheng. It even almost destroyed the Black City, so almost every generation of awakened people with the blood of the Purgatory Lion will be imprisoned in a corner of the ancient battlefield."

"Then, why were you imprisoned in the ancient battlefield? Why did you choose that place?" I was surprised.

"because……"

Ding Heng smiled lightly: "Because if they are imprisoned in the ancient battlefield, even if they break free from the restraint, they still cannot leave, because there is a person there."

"Uncle Zhang Xiaoshan?" My heart trembled.

"Exactly, you should practice hard."

Ding Heng smiled slightly, and his body disappeared into the wind.

I stood on the spot, thinking of Zhang Xiaoshan's appearance in my mind, that old man who described as dry and dying, is he really so powerful, as long as he is around, even a king like Luo Tianxing can only be executed?

The water in this black city is too deep!

Take a deep breath, let's practice hard, the more you understand Castle Black, the more you feel that you are too weak, just like the old brother Lin Buyi who met when he first came here, who was crushed by the bad luck that fell from the sky at some point.

...

"Eat, eat!"

Outside, A Fei's voice came.

I nodded: "Understood, come right away!"

Then, I glanced at the backlog of auction emails. From last night to this morning, all the things I consigned were sold, with a total income of 7000+. With the development of the game, rare and ultra-rare blue equipment There are more and more explosions, and as the market is no longer scarce, the price will naturally drop. A piece of ultra-rare equipment at level 35 has dropped from the fiery price of 5,000 to only about 1,000.

However, there was still a lot of money, and half of it was transferred to A Fei, and then he went offline.

He took off his helmet and checked the time. It was already half past eleven, and he couldn't help being surprised: "Damn, time flies so fast, it's already noon!"

"Well, of course soon."

While placing the helmet, he smiled and said, "What did you achieve this morning?"

"No, let's go to the plot."

"Just go through the plot all morning? Isn't the experience worth a lot?"

"Not a single experience."

I grinned: "It's just a plot."

"Damn it, your profession is really weird..."

"Haha, just get used to it, what's for lunch?"

"Go eat a big plate of chicken?"

"Walk!"

...

In a certain flavor shop, there is a large plate of chicken in the middle, and it comes with a bowl of noodles. I was really hungry, the two of us tidied up in a hurry, and when I was full, I rubbed my belly and asked, "How about you, how was your morning, did you go out to practice?"

"No leveling."

He shook his head: "Where is there still time for leveling? I have been watched by my master all day, and I only study the inscriptions."

"Oh, have you figured it out yet?"

"too difficult."

He looked solemn, and said: "This profession is really perverted. A very complicated inscription pattern is placed in front of you, and you can draw it all by hand. That's not enough. My master Shen Feng also said that I would Comprehend the power contained in the pattern of the inscription pattern, this is mysterious, how can I comprehend it, I am just a mortal, I can't even comprehend a fart."

I thought of my experience in the black castle, and smiled lightly: "You are right from what Shen Feng said, maybe you will gain something."

"real?"

"Well, just hold on."

"Okay, then I will try not to level up for a few days!"

"Well, I'm the one to fight, as long as you study the inscription master's things well."

"Okay, got it!"