Chapter 740 Blood Shura

"You..."

At this moment, a cold murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the five men in black, but one of the rules of the black market is that fighting is not allowed in the black market. Once you leave the black market, no one will care what you do.

"Is that thing just now the 'Ring of the Scorching Sun'?"

After leaving the shop, Meng Xian'er sent a secret message to Xiao Chen. She did not recognize the Spiritual Vein Ring, but just guessed it from Xiao Chen's eyes.

There are seven spiritual veins in the world, namely Cold Pond, Scorching Sun, Dragon Abyss, Giant Soul, Amaterasu, Youquan, and Chitian.

There are naturally seven Spiritual Vein Eyes, and at the same time there are seven special Spiritual Vein Rings. These seven special Spiritual Vein Rings were created by countless craftsmen in ancient times with their life-long efforts. Naturally, they are more powerful than ordinary general Spiritual Vein Rings.

When Xiao Chen came to Wuwang Sea, he only brought the general spirit vein ring. Such a spirit vein ring was also made by a skilled craftsman and had powerful power, but compared with the seven special spirit vein rings, it was much weaker.

But now, he did not expect that the ring of the scorching sun would appear in such a small black market. Perhaps there was a will of heaven. The one that appeared in Wuwang Sea this time might be the eye of the scorching sun. If it was not the eye of the scorching sun, then the ring of the scorching sun he just got would only be useless this time.

At this moment, everyone nearby watched him leave like this, and some people whispered. There were not many people who could walk sideways in Wuwang Sea, and who was this person in front of him? He was so arrogant... ✿

The five people from Ziyun Sect behind him had frosty faces at this moment, and they had secretly started to kill each other. The five people looked at each other. They could not do it in the black market, but if they left the black market, no one would care.

Arriving at another place, Meng Xian'er whispered, "The five people just now seemed a little unconvinced, and they were full of murderous aura..."

Xiao Chen said lightly, "They are just a few servants, do you care?"

Meng Xian'er smiled. With their status, they really looked down on such servants, and there was no need to even talk to them.

As the two were walking forward, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them. It was a middle-aged man in green clothes. Xiao Chen took a look at this person. He was only at the level of transformation, but looking at his appearance at this time, it seemed that he had something to ask him, so he asked, "What do you want?"

"My master would like to invite two friends to meet at Juxianfang tonight."

The man smiled and said with a smile. Meng Xian'er's eyes condensed, looked at him, and said indifferently, "Who is your master?"

The man still smiled and said, "You will know when you see him."

Meng Xian'er's expression was slightly condensed, and she wondered who this person could be? It is impossible that he is from the Emperor City and the Soul-Stirring Palace, nor is he from Wuyan Cangming. But looking at his appearance at this moment, this person seems to know the identities of the two of them. It seems that the power he belongs to is not small in Wuwang Sea, otherwise how could he know the identities of the two of them and grasp their whereabouts. Ye Yan

Thinking of this, she looked at Xiao Chen beside her, but Xiao Chen's face was plain, making it impossible to see through his thoughts.

"Lead the way."

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The night in Huangsha City is dark and cold in some places, and bustling and prosperous in some places. Juxianfang is the most lively place in the city. Every time night falls, the lights here have just begun.

Xiao Chen and Meng Xian'er followed the middle-aged man in green clothes, passing through several alleys with lights in Juxianfang, and finally entered a restaurant in a deep alley.

In the room on the third floor of the restaurant, someone had already been waiting. The middle-aged man in green led the two upstairs and knocked on the door gently. "Master, two friends are here."

"Yes..."

An old voice came from the room, "Please come in, two friends."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in green immediately opened the door and stretched out his hand to Xiao Chen and Meng Xian'er, "Two friends, please."

In the room, there was an old man in red, who was pouring wine into three wine glasses. As soon as Xiao Chen walked into the room, he felt a piercing chill coming from the other person.

The old man had a steady breath. The three wine glasses in front of him were filled with wine without spilling a drop. On his forehead, there was a blood mark. I don't know what this blood mark is.

The three glasses of wine were filled. The old man flicked his sleeves, and an internal force emerged out of thin air. The two wine glasses immediately rotated with a whirring sound and flew towards Xiao Chen and Meng Xian'er.

The two men stretched out their hands to catch the flying wine glasses, and also used their internal strength to prevent a drop of wine from spilling out. They were equally powerful. If they were ordinary people, even those who had reached the state of transformation, they would definitely not be able to catch the two glasses of wine from the old man.

"Friend, please."

The old man's voice was slightly cold, and he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all.

Xiao Chen did not hesitate, and drank the wine in his hand. He threw the glass back, and it fell to the ground with a bang and shattered. Then he heard him say indifferently, "Who are you?"

The old man slowly put down the empty glass in his hand and finally raised his head. At this moment, two cold blood lights flashed in his pupils. Seeing these two blood lights, the face of the transformation cultivator at the door turned pale, and he felt like falling into an ice cellar.

However, Meng Xian'er looked normal at this time, and said lightly, "Blood passes without a trace. I didn't expect to meet the famous Blood Shura Senior of Shura Dao in this small Juxianfang. I am so lucky..."

As these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole room became more solidified. Xiao Chen remained silent. He naturally remembered the three words "Xue Xiuluo". When he came to Wuwang Sea, he crossed the desert and found those people in Black Wind Ridge.

The owner of Black Wind Ridge claimed that he had an adoptive father in Wuwang Sea, named Xue Xiuluo. However, the people in Black Wind Ridge did many evil things, and it was not enough to die a hundred times. That day, Meng Xianer still killed all the people in Black Wind Ridge.

Could it be that Xue Xiuluo invited them here tonight to avenge his adopted son? He slowly raised his hand and said, "Two friends... please sit down."

A chill gradually filled the room, and Xiao Chen could also feel the cold and bloody aura on this person. It seems that the number of people who died in his hands over the years is at least 8,000.

However, at this time, he and Meng Xian'er still had unchanged expressions and slowly sat down. They looked fearless of the Blood Shura in front of them. Even if this person was powerful, how likely would he be to win if the two of them joined forces at this moment? Unless Shura Dao had ambushed thousands of masters nearby.

However, when the two of them came in just now, their spiritual sense had already penetrated the surrounding area for a hundred miles, and there was no ambush. It seemed that there was only Blood Shura here. Since there was only him, he must not have come for revenge.

Moreover, for such a useless waste in Black Wind Ridge, was it necessary for Shura Dao to mobilize so many troops to avenge him? It was impossible to think about it.