There were no people in this place, but the scene was a mess, filled with blood.
Scarlet blood flew out in all directions. It was obvious that there had been a battle before. One of the parties was torn to pieces, and body fragments could be seen all over the ground.
After seeing it, everyone hurried forward to take a closer look.
"son?!"
At this moment, an old man rushed through the crowd. The old man couldn't tell how old he was, but he must have been very old.
The old man even exuded an aura of corruption.
Jiang Nan had learned from Xu Banxian before that when a cultivator is about to die, his body will emit a smell similar to corruption.
This means that their lives are coming to an end.
This is because if a person wants to live, his natural life span will not exceed two hundred years at most. After two hundred years, it will be completely maintained by the true energy in the human body.
But when a practitioner gets old.
The true energy will be greatly dissipated, the true energy in the body will be reduced crazily, and the body will continue to decline. There is nothing surprising about this. Many practitioners have seen it before, and it is not surprising if they are used to it.
The old man rushed into the crowd to separate them, and knelt on the ground with a plop, because the blood contained the breath of his son!
"ah!!!"
The old man opened his mouth and roared loudly: "Who is it? Which damn bastard did it! I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!!!"
The old man is like a madman.
Everyone sighed secretly after seeing it. Even Xu Banxian couldn't help but shook his head; "What a pity."
After saying that, he took Jiang Nan and left.
Jiang Nan felt a little more curious, but he also knew that this place was a place of right and wrong.
The two of them returned to the hotel and learned the whole story from others.
It turns out that this old man is quite famous in the spiritual practice world, and many people know him. He is a highly respected senior, and he is very kind. If ordinary people have questions about spiritual practice, they will ask him for advice.
As long as he knows, he will not hide it.
What a pity.
This old man got married when he was young and lived to be more than two hundred years old. He had five sons in total, but none of them had the qualifications to practice. He could only watch his sons leave one by one.
It wasn't until he was three hundred years old that he met a woman who was also a practitioner like him, and the two of them got together and gave birth to a son, who was gifted and intelligent.
Very talented.
It only took less than fifty years to reach the early stage of Xiantian, the same realm as Jiangnan. Although there is still some gap compared with Jiangnan, he is already a monster compared to ordinary practitioners.
The old man loved him very much.
He tried his best to improve his son's cultivation.
This time I came to the ancient city of Shambhala, probably because of this.
But he never thought that this trip would cost his son's life, and the other party turned out to be a demon cultivator!
"This old man originally had a short lifespan, with less than twenty years left, and he has already reached the peak of the late innate stage. He has not made a breakthrough for nearly a hundred years. It is almost impossible to break through within twenty years."
"The old gentleman has given up long ago. I once heard him say that the life span of ordinary people is only a few decades to less than a hundred years, and that he can live for more than five hundred years is already a gift from God. Now he has a son with extraordinary talents. , he has no regrets anymore.”
"But today his son died unexpectedly. I'm afraid the old gentleman will be disheartened."
"Because of grief, his lifespan will be greatly shortened, and he will definitely use all his strength to find the murderer."
"I didn't expect that after such a long time, demon cultivators still exist?"
The sudden appearance of the demon cultivator made this trip to the ancient city of Shambhala suddenly become a little different, with some unstable factors added. I'm afraid things are not that simple this time.
This matter spread quickly.
Many people already know this.
When everyone came to the ancient city of Shambhala, most of them were in a relaxed and happy mood, wanting to make more friends and get some treasures. However, this time the sudden appearance and killing of demon cultivators plunged the entire city into a haze.
.
Just that afternoon.
Jiang Nan and Xu Banxian were resting in the house. Suddenly, a little bird flew in.
The two paused and looked at each other.
Xu Banxian recognized it immediately.
"This little bird is a unique bird in the ancient city of Shambhala. It seems that there is some news."
Xu Banxian stretched out his hand, and the bird flew into Xu Banxian's hand. He opened his mouth, a light flashed, and a note appeared in Xu Banxian's hand. Then the bird turned around and flew away. Xu Banxian opened the note in his hand and carefully
When I looked at it, I saw a line of words written on it.
[There are demon cultivators in the city, and the opening time of the ancient city of Shambhala is delayed. The delay is uncertain. If it is opened, we will notify you separately]
Such a piece of news made Jiang Nan and Xu Banxian stunned.
Two people came a long way from here, and this is the result?
However, the two of them didn't have much idea.
After all, the ancient city of Shambhala was right to do this.
Demon cultivators are like time bombs. Their appearance anywhere is not good news, and no one will welcome their arrival.
The ancient city of Shambhala is closed to the outside world and only opens once every 100 years, so it is relatively safe inside. However, if it opens this time, some demon cultivators will take the opportunity to sneak in.
If they use any means to stay in the ancient city of Shambhala and destroy it, the consequences will be disastrous. People in the ancient city of Shambhala must be careful about this!
But this promise, made once in a hundred years, cannot be broken.
They should be thinking of a solution.
at this time.
In an extremely mysterious building, there is a long table in a hall with eight chairs around it.
And a chair at the top is like a high throne, magnificent and mysterious.
There is a person sitting on each chair. These people are old and young, male and female, but all of them have ugly faces.
Several people sometimes lowered their heads and said nothing, sometimes looked at each other.
No one dared to speak to break the silence.
Until one of them coughed softly.
"Our ancient city is about to open this time, but we never thought that demon cultivators would appear in the outer city. According to the news, there are a lot of them, and their purpose is not pure."
Just then.
The first person sitting in the lower seat was a white-haired old man. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "You all should know that the number of demon cultivators is extremely rare. Most of them have obsessions.
Those who cannot continue on the path of spiritual practice are forced to do so. These people are extremely crazy and reckless in their actions. They have put life and death aside for a long time. Every time they appear, they will bring huge disasters."