When we returned to the inn, it was already getting late. The eastern sky was filled with a trace of white fish belly, and a trace of red clouds cut through the sky, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark night.
The inn has opened at this time, which is very strange. There are less than a hundred people in the city now, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled people who basically don’t go out. But the owner of the inn has been insisting that he can’t go out.
Let's go, and it still opens very early every morning. Then it is empty all day long, but the boss doesn't seem to be in a hurry.
"Huh? Sir, you're quite early." When he saw Wang Bing come back, the boss was stunned for a moment, and then immediately put a warm smile on his face. It seemed that there was no problem, but Wang Bing always felt that this boss
It's not simple, it gives him an impenetrable feeling, and it also carries a hint of danger.
"Haha, it's quite early for you, boss. I just went out for a walk!" Wang Bing didn't want to quarrel with the boss anymore. His current situation was not that good. His face was pale, but he pretended to be
Looks like nothing is wrong.
He didn't know how many killers were watching him secretly. If he showed any signs of injury, it would definitely lead to endless pursuit. If he hadn't always felt that there was something he had to obtain in this city, he would
I don't want to stop here either.
The boss smiled slightly and said nothing more. He could see that Wang Bing didn't want to talk anymore. He turned around and continued cleaning the inn. Wang Bing turned back and glanced meaningfully at the empty street behind him, his heart full of vigilance.
When I returned to the room, I first took a hot bath and took a good bath, then sat down cross-legged to heal my injuries.
"Hey, I wonder what is in this city. If it weren't for that vague call, I really wouldn't want to take a trip into this muddy water!" Wang Bing looked at the internal injuries in his body and only smiled bitterly.
If he hadn't come to this city, what he would have faced last night would have been just a Purple Saint killer from the Void Mansion. He really didn't take a Purple Saint killer seriously now.
But now that he appears here, he has provoked a difficult race called the Sky Clan for no reason. Now Wang Bing can clearly confirm that the disappearance of people in this city is definitely the fault of the Sky Clan. But not
Know what the purpose of this cracking sky clan is.
Last night, we killed the Purple Saint killer of the Split Sky Clan, which is definitely a big trouble. The existence of the Purple Saint is definitely rare even among top gangs like the Tianlong Gang.
Vaguely, Wang Bing felt as if he was involved in a conspiracy, and it was definitely a shocking conspiracy.
At this moment, in a very inconspicuous courtyard in the city, a group of men in black were discussing something.
"Clan leader, Ying has been killed by the young man with Zizun cultivation who suddenly arrived yesterday. Just now, his life card was shattered into powder!" A middle-aged man who looked about fifty years old said very respectfully.
Standing in front of an old man.
The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, and his expression became a little gloomy: "What's going on? The opponent is just a mere Purple Master, but he can actually kill Ying?"
When the old man spoke, the middle-aged man trembled visibly, with a look of fear in his eyes. He quickly knelt down and said, "Patriarch, please forgive me, it's Ying who won't let us follow him."
"Get out!" The old man didn't even look at the middle-aged man. He waved his hand and a black wind suddenly appeared out of thin air. He knocked the middle-aged man to the ground and rolled several times before stopping. When he stopped,
By that time, his body was already outside the door.
However, the middle-aged man didn't have any dissatisfaction at all. The moment he got up, there was actually a look of relief on his face: "Thank you, patriarch, for not killing me!" He saluted the old man's back and left quickly.
"What do you think of this matter?" The old man known as the patriarch slowly turned around. There were several old men sitting in the hall. Judging from their behavior, it was obvious that their status was the same as that of the patriarch.
On par.
"This matter about the clan leader is a bit strange. Ying is already at the fifth level of the Purple Saint, and his Sky Splitting Technique has reached the seventh level. Logically speaking, even if he is defeated, it is absolutely easy to escape.
And last night, I clearly felt that when Ying took action, there was also an extremely powerful force taking action, and that power was somewhat similar to my clan. Judging from that power, he was definitely a Purple Saint, and at least a Purple Saint.
The existence of the third grade!" The patriarch glanced over, and an old man sitting at the top slowly spoke. When he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and it was obvious that he had not finished speaking.
"Great Elder, please clear up your doubts!" The patriarch was not facing the majesty of the middle-aged man at this moment, and bowed very respectfully to the old man who had just arrived.
"I am absolutely sure that the young man who appeared yesterday was not a Zizun cultivator. We were all deceived. Judging from the momentum and power they unleashed when they fought last night, the other party is definitely a hidden old monster. And in
When Ying He and the Purple Saint, whose aura was somewhat similar to my clan's, took action, I also felt the emergence of an extremely powerful force. That force contained a powerful aura. Even if I faced it, I couldn't guarantee that I would be able to do it.
Resist it!" The great elder's face was very serious at this time, and there was obviously a trace of fear deep in his eyes.
The Great Elder's words were like thunder on the ground, making everyone present here stunned. Even the Great Elder could not guarantee the strength to withstand it, how strong it was. You must know that the Great Elder is now at the ninth level of Purple Saint, and then
If you take one step forward, you can buy the legendary Double Color Purple Heng Realm. Now in the world, there are those old monsters who don't live in the world. Those who have the cultivation of the Purple Saint Ninth Grade Realm are absolutely invincible.
Could it be that this young man, who looks like he is only about 20 years old, is an old ghost who has never been born? If it is true, will he come to disrupt their plan?
The current Riakong Clan does not have to be in ancient times. After the disaster of genocide in ancient times, the masters have all died out. Moreover, in these thousands of years, the Riakong Clan has not had a strong person with a cultivation level above Purple Saint, so the current Riakong Clan has the highest level.
The cultivation level is just that of this great elder of the ninth rank of Purple Saint.
But no one dares to underestimate the Sky-Splitting Clan. The ninth-grade Purple Saint assassins who are proficient in the art of assassination are absolutely terrifying existences.
"Probably not. He is also the disciple of an old guy who doesn't live in the world. He must have the old guy's magic weapon to protect himself. Stay still and observe for a few days. If he is not here for our plan, then let him leave. If
If he dares to cause trouble, just kill him. As long as this plan succeeds, we don't have to be afraid of those old guys!" The elder thought for a while and finally decided to check the situation first. After all, they are not sure about Wang Bing's purpose now.