Chapter eight hundred and twelve the turtle in the urn
Undercurrent Cloud guessed Jiang Chen without much thinking. Otherwise, his Xiangxiao Pavilion would have been intact for such a long time, but it was destroyed when Jiang Chen just arrived. People from the Dark Clan would not do this in this Dark Sang City. No one dares to do this. Today, the Space Triangle has just opened. Jiang Chen and the others happened to be the first batch of people to enter the city.
In the other courtyard, Jiang Chen left and returned. He was filled with a murderous aura and his face was filled with coldness. Even though he destroyed the Xiangxiao Pavilion with his own hands, Jiang Chen's anger still could not be released. He could never forget the tragic situation of those eight women. He could never forget Ying'er's story. The pitiful and desperate eyes were like a steel needle piercing his heart. The only way to release this grief and anger was to kill Anliu Yun to avenge them.
"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"
"Xiao Chenzi, your face looks ugly."
"Did Chen'er find something wrong?"
Yan Chenyu and the others noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Chen's state. He was completely different from the two when he went out. They felt that Jiang Chen's body was like a volcano that was on the verge of erupting and could erupt at any time.
"It is inhumane, heart-breaking and insane. Undercurrent Yun should be damned. Anyone who enters Xiangxiao Pavilion should be damned. The entire Dark Clan should be damned as well."
Jiang Chen felt that his tone was extremely cold, and the veins on his fists were throbbing. He had been a man for two lifetimes, and his determination was like steel. He had seen many life and death situations, and could remain calm no matter what happened. But today, he was completely angry and could not contain it. God knows how Jiang Chen felt when he killed those eight women with his own hands.
"What happened to Brother Chen?"
Yanchenyu asked
Jiang Chen took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions. If he hadn't been rational, he would have destroyed the entire city lord's palace.
Then Jiang Chen told the three of them everything he had encountered in detail. Their expressions changed instantly, especially the cold air emanating from the smoke and dust rain from her body, which could almost freeze an ancient beast to death. Monk and Dan Wang Ye was furious. Even though they had not seen the inhumane scene with their own eyes, they could still imagine that Undercurrent Cloud was targeting Yan Chenyu. If he succeeded, it would be clear what the consequences would be. Of course, he would not be able to succeed.
"Amitabha"
The monk clasped his hands together with a look of sorrow on his face and then started to curse loudly: "What a damn, this beast is worse than a beast. Going to the 18th level of hell is the lightest punishment. I am really mad at Grandpa Monk."
"Hey, many young men in the Dark Clan have this kind of hobby. But if I hadn't heard what Chen'er said, I wouldn't have known that they actually treat human women like slave dolls. It's really abominable."
King Dan sighed. He could imagine how heartbroken those women's families and friends would be if they knew what happened to them.
"Brother Chen must not let go of that undercurrent."
Yan Chenyu said with great indifference
"Not just an undercurrent"
A hint of coldness emerged from the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth. From the gate guards of Ansang City to the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, everyone knew what An Liuyun had done, but what appeared on their faces was just the thought that Jiang Chen wanted to avenge those eight women. Maybe it was not just It's those eight and those who died tragically in Xiangxiao Pavilion. It's definitely not just Anliu Yun who needs to be buried with them.
"It's almost time. There's less than an hour left and that guy should show up soon."
The monk said
"I destroyed his Xiangxiao Pavilion and he couldn't guess that it was me who did it. He is probably very angry now. As soon as the time comes, he will definitely show up as soon as possible."
Jiang Chen sneered
"By the way, Xiao Chenzi, maybe we don't have to go to such trouble."
The monk smiled: "The physiques of the Dark clan are all dark. Maybe the light of transformation can be effective. If we can transform them, wouldn't it save countless troubles?"
"I didn't expect this, but the nature of the world here is different from that of the Holy Yuan Continent. There are only dark elements and light elements. The dark clan is the only creature in this world. In this world, they are not evil. I'm afraid the light of transformation has no effect. "
Jiang Chen secretly said
“You’ll know once you try it”
The monk smiled
An hour passed quickly. Jiang Chen and the four of them were sitting in the courtyard waiting for Undercurrent Cloud to arrive. As expected, Undercurrent Cloud did not disappoint them. They almost came against the clock.
"Are you guys still getting used to living here?"
The voice of Undercurrent Cloud Man had already reached him before he entered the other courtyard, but his tone was no longer as polite as it was during the day. Perhaps in his opinion, there was no need to be polite now. To a mortal who has been poisoned, he is no different from an ant.
An Liuyun's eyes appeared in the other courtyard. Behind him was an old man, two masters of the sixth level of Little Saint. There were evil smiles on their faces. An Liuyun had completely lost the politeness he had during the day. At this time, he was like the night. Like the devil in
The moment An Liuyun appeared, Jiang Chen took action. He used the Light of Transformation and entered An Liu Yun's body with a swipe. An Liu Yun frowned and quickly checked his body and found that there was no difference at all. Then he felt relieved. It seems that Jiang Chen wants to sneak attack on him, but he doesn't know that his cultivation level has lost even a little bit of power, and he can no longer pose any threat to him.
Jiang Chen secretly withdrew the light of transformation and shook his head at the monk. It seemed that, as he had guessed, the light of transformation was useless in this strange world. This place is different from the Demon Nether World. The Restraint of the Light of Transformation. Although the Demonic Nether Realm calls itself a space, it is just a space. This space needs to rely on the existence of the big world of Saint Yuan Continent. In other words, the existence of Demonic Nether Realm is not truly separated from the big world of Saint Yuan Continent. Naturally, it is affected by the elements of Saint Yuan Continent. But the space triangle is different. It is a world of its own, with its own elements and world origin influences. The Dark Clan is the only existence here, so the Light of Transition is useless.
However, Jiang Chen originally had no intention of using the Light of Transformation. The best way to deal with beasts like An Liuyun is to directly crush them in terms of strength.
"Young Master Liuyun is so leisurely and yet he still runs towards us in the middle of the night."
Jiang Chen and the others just sat on their seats and didn't even have the intention to stand up.
"Jiang Chen, let me ask you if you destroyed Xiangxiao Pavilion."
Undercurrent Yun simply stopped trying to cover up and asked straight to the point.
"Yes, I did it. I also promised them that I would kill you to avenge them."
Jiang Chen's whole body was filled with murderous intent, but he couldn't bear to go up and tear the undercurrent cloud apart immediately.
"You bastards, you humble humans, you deserved that I treated you so kindly. You killed my guards and commanders, and you ignored all the past grudges and entertained me warmly. I didn't expect you to retaliate for kindness. This is simply abominable."
The undercurrent was fierce, thinking that the Xiangxiao Pavilion that he had worked so hard to manage was ruined because of this bastard in front of him.
"Haha, grandpa, I have never seen such a shameless person before. Your shamelessness has reached the point where both humans and gods are angry. Are you treating us warmly by poisoning the tea?"
The monk cursed
"It seems that you already know, but now that you have lost all your cultivation, you are like ants in front of me. I can blow you to death with just one breath, but I will not let you die so easily. All of you." She will suffer endless torture to death, but this beauty cannot die. If Xiangxiao Pavilion can be replaced by such a beautiful lady, it is worth it."
Undercurrent Yun completely exposed his fox tail. Anyway, the other party has no cultivation and can only be at his mercy.
As he spoke, An Liuyun took a step towards Jiang Chen, then raised his palm and slapped Jiang Chen. He felt that he must not slap Jiang Chen to death. That would be meaningless.
A loud voice resounded throughout the other courtyard. However, the person who received the slap was not Jiang Chen but Undercurrent Yun. Undercurrent Cloud was directly slapped by Jiang Chen and flew away. It hit the rocks next to it and smashed the rocks into pieces.
The undercurrent spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of horror.
"Your cultivation has not been lost."
An Liuyun's eyes were full of disbelief, but what shocked him even more was Jiang Chen's strength. He was a powerful fifth-level minor saint. Jiang Chen obviously only had the cultivation level of a third-level minor saint. Even if his cultivation level was still there, he couldn't defeat him with just one slap. Just slap yourself away. You must know that he is a genius of the younger generation. Although he is a fifth-level little saint, in a real fight, even the average sixth-level little saint is no match for him. But even so, he still did not survive a single move from Jiang Chen. He even There is a feeling that Jiang Chen's slap just now was deliberately held back, otherwise, that slap could have killed him.
"Don't worry, my thoughts are the same as yours. I won't let you die so easily, because if you do this, I really feel sorry for the women who have been harmed by you."
Jiang Chen's tone suddenly became extremely cold. Now that the undercurrent has entered the other courtyard, he has completely become a turtle in the urn and can only be slaughtered by himself.
"It's impossible for you to drink Sequoia Dragon Tea clearly."
An Liuyun still couldn't believe it, but he remembered clearly that Jiang Chen drank it all in one gulp and it was definitely not a disguise.
"There are many things that are impossible and this is just the beginning."