Chapter 852 : Chapter 208: Ten Thousand Flowers City (4)
As if he had hit steel, he was knocked back several steps. Seven other people suddenly surrounded him, pointing their weapons at the intruder.
"If you don't want to die, just obey me." This man's voice was like the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, which made people feel frightened. After saying these words, a fierce murderous aura enveloped the eight people, making them feel full of fear.
His pores stood up as he stared at the young man, knowing that this time he was meeting the legendary ascetic.
"I'll give you a mission. Track them. Send back their whereabouts regularly. You need to mark the road." The person who came was naturally Nie Feng. He restrained his aura, changed his appearance, and he also had a
The secret treasure can conceal one's own aura, making it impossible for the ten thousand-year-old monster to see through his true face.
"This guy actually followed him into the restaurant!" Chang Sheng said to the ten thousand year old monster at a corner in Wanhua City. Of course, these things were also told to him by the soul boy. Naturally, he would not be able to find out that he was being followed by a master in the tribulation period.
.But as a pinnacle Taoist weapon, the soul boy is a weapon used by immortals and has various abilities. If even a small monk in the tribulation stage cannot discover it, what kind of face does he have as a Taoist weapon? [
"The man in white?" The ten thousand year old monster's consciousness has been watching everything that happened in the restaurant. Naturally, he saw the scene where the man in white stopped eight strong men.
"That's him." Chang Sheng nodded and said: "In this Ten Thousand Flowers City, can you take action?" Chang Sheng asked. If there is a chance, even in this Ten Thousand Flowers City, he will kill the person who is following him.
Get rid of it.
"Wanhua City belongs to the Huoyun Sect. If we take action here, it will have a bad impact on your Huoyun Sect." The old monster Wannian continued to watch the situation inside the restaurant while answering Chang Sheng's question.
But he didn't find anything. He just saw the man in white saying something in their ears after stopping the group of strong men. He didn't hear it clearly either. It should have been through sound transmission or something like that.
While the man in white was speaking, he planted restrictions on these people. There is a special method in Yunxiao Sect that can control the bodies of mortals and store enough energy in their bodies. It can detonate at critical times.
That energy can cause certain damage to the enemy.
But constant victory is a cultivation level in the soul-raising stage, and the ten thousand-year-old monster is a strong man in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation. There are really not many beings on the mainland who can compete with the ten-thousand-year old monster.
But while the man in white was talking, he took out several high-grade heaven-level spiritual weapons and planted them in their bodies. Similar to the King of Wu Explosive Beads, they could detonate these spiritual weapons immediately. In this way, they could
Chang Sheng and the two took action, which was enough to hinder them. In addition, when the sect came, Chang Sheng and the old monster Wannian had no way to avoid this disaster.
His mental abacus was very good. The eight strong men did not know what was happening in his body. Anyway, now that they felt that the other party was going to let him go, they all breathed a sigh of relief and followed Chang Sheng one after another.
The ten thousand year old monster walked away.
When they saw Chang Sheng and Wannian Laoguai stopping at a corner, eight people immediately surrounded them with weapons in hand.
Chang Sheng looked at the eight of them coldly and said lightly: "Are you so not afraid of death?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's not for you to say whether you are afraid of death or not. If you are wise, please hand over your money. Otherwise, today next year will be the anniversary of your death." The one-eyed man said and waved his hand.
The mace weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and in his hand it was played like a tiger.
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