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Chapter 1782 You don’t have to give up the chicken, but the sword cultivator must die!

Inner city center.

A solemn and deep building with a unique shape and a very different style from the human race is located here.

It is the city lord's mansion.

The whole is flat and oval, divided into eight directions and octagonals. Each has a strange beast with a strange shape, and its body is engraved with dense and strange inscriptions. Among the inscriptions, one by one, almost turned into a substantial and fiery spirit flowing continuously, gathering

In the eyes of the little beast.

Eight little beasts.

Sixteen scarlet strange eyes gathered in the deepest radius of the city lord's mansion, turning into a blood-red barrier. Around the barrier, there was endless fire rising and falling, and the space was constantly twisting and shattering, and it was reorganized again, making people

It is difficult to know the situation inside.

Vagistically.

There seemed to be a small figure floating and sinking in the barrier, occasionally a ray of extremely dull and invisible five-colored light flowed by.

The round pool is right in front of it.

A figure sat cross-legged, his whole body huddled in a wide blue cloak, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The whole body is full of evil spirits.

Tens of millions of monster runes flashed, as if they were to return to their original source, and they kept falling on the blood-red barrier, as if they were refining something.

It is the Lord of Zhenjian City!

Four corners of the round pond.

Four people were also sitting there.

The abyss is deep and thick, all of which are the cultivation level of the peak of the Reich Realm. They are also wearing blue robes and hundreds of small swords on the sleeves.

The power of the domain in his body continued to spread out, connecting to one place, constantly maintaining the stability of the barrier.

But there are four deputy city lords who have never appeared.

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly!

The blood-colored barrier became a little unstable, and there were faint angrily scolding from the barrier, and the colorful light kept shining.

"Dawei..."

kindness?

The Lord of Zhenjian City instantly noticed the movement and the speed of the demon patterns flowing on his body instantly doubled, and directly pressed the movement and static inside the barrier.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Finished this.

The blue cloak trembled slightly, and violent coughs kept ringing, with a faint sense of weakness.

"City Lord."

Among the four deputy city lords.

One of them hesitated for a moment and tentatively said: "Didn't you say last time that you can completely refine it as long as you use it for another three years, but now... why is it still so lively?"

The other three people didn't say anything.

But I looked over and obviously had the same doubts in my heart.

"Ahem..."

The cough sounded again and lasted for a long time.

"Not three years."

After a long time, the Lord of Zhenjian City spoke slowly, with a faint sense of pathology and weakness in his voice, "Cough cough... I will definitely be able to refine it."

What?

Come again and again!

The four of them exchanged glances secretly, all with strange looks.

It was agreed at the beginning.

It only takes three years to refine this chicken.

But three years later, three years later, three years later, now... it has been the city lord for decades!

A little bit near.

They couldn't help but say this.

Look at the barrier.

They were confused and could not figure it out after thinking about it.

Earth Fire and Gold Heavenly Furnace!

The peaks of the four return realms!

In addition, a city lord of Zhenjian City with unfathomable strength!

It took decades.

Can't actually make a sick chicken?

Too ridiculous!

"You don't understand."

The voice of the Lord of Zhenjian City sounded again.

"What is immortal?"

"There will be immortal and will last forever...it is immortal!"

"This chicken."

"Although strictly speaking, it is just a broken immortal body, but it finally has a trace of immortal power. If it can be refined so easily, the word immortal would seem too cheap."

Paused.

It seemed that saying this hurts morale a bit, and he encouraged him again: "Don't worry, in three years, even if I can't completely refine it, I can still draw out a wisp of immortal breath."

"At that time."

"My injuries have been healed, and I may even go further and achieve immortality. As for you, hard work... cough cough, I will not treat you badly."

After the encouragement is finished.

He drew a big pie as usual.

Hearing this promise.

Although they knew it was a big cake, the four of them still recovered their energy.

The Lord of Zhenjian City wants to go further.

Of course they want to.

otherwise.

As the peak monks of the Reincarnation Realm, they can live freely wherever they go. Why should they stay in a small sword city and be willing to accept... a demon clan gains the trend?

boom!

Rumble!

At this moment, violent roars came from outside, with such a huge momentum that even penetrated the city lord's mansion, which was prohibited, and reached their ears.

Brush!

The four of them looked up at the same time and looked at the outside room with a serious expression.

This is the sword intent!

And it is so thick that it can penetrate the ban on the City Lord's Mansion, making them all feel the intent of the sword!

Very strong!

Very strong!!

"It's a sword cultivator!"

"This person is definitely not unusual!"

"Damn it! What are those trash doing for those trash? Why are there such powerful sword cultivators in the sword-Zhenjian City?"

“…”

The four of them were shocked and spoke one after another.

Sudden.

A very cold and ghostly demonic aura filled the city lord's mansion, and there was even a shocking hatred in it!

Wherever the demonic energy passes.

Everything around you.

All of them turned into powder silently, which made the four of them look pale and they didn't dare to sip.

Even though he is at the peak of the realm of return.

But facing this powerful demonic aura that could change the world, they had no idea of ​​resisting at all!

The source of evil spirit.

It's the lord of Zhenjian City!

The blue cloak was swaying, and tens of millions of demon patterns almost turned into substance, and his voice also became a bit resentful and crazy.

"Sword Cultivator..."

"It's another sword cultivator! Or a sword cultivator who comes from the same lineage as him! Damn... Damn... Damn..."

"go!"

A strange and strange red light instantly fell on the four people.

"Go and kill him... no!"

"Go and capture him alive! I want to see with my own eyes what his relationship with that person is. I want to... eat him alive!"

The words fell.

Thousands of demon patterns continued to condense, and faintly turned into a big demon phantom behind him, like an ancient giant beast!

"City Lord!"

One of them immediately stood up, looked solemn, and said, "Don't worry, I'll go alone, let the three of them stay..."

"Go all!!"

The Lord of Zhenjian suddenly roared.

roar!!

Behind him, the big demon phantom also roared, and the evil aura in the voice almost condensed into substance!

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

The four of them suddenly felt that they would be eaten if they were half a step slower. They didn't dare to say a word and left in a hurry.

“Hu…hu…”

In place.

The Lord of Zhenjian City gasped, and the phantom of the big demon behind him gradually disappeared.

"Front and negative world..."

"How much effort did I spend to go wherever you dare...you dare..."

This moment.

In his heart, hatred prevailed!

You can do not have a chicken.

Sword Cultivator must die!!


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