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Chapter 1145 Searching hard

The fair-skinned man had a look of shock on his face, and was stunned by the news.

He worked diligently to cultivate to the realm of gods, and even the kings of gods had not seen a few of them.

What's more, for figures in the clouds such as gods, we have only heard of legends and never seen their real bodies.

Now, I learned from this brother Wang that the recent major events in Wanjian Star have resulted in the death of even half of the Chaos Gods and the death of ten gods. It is really shocking.

The root cause of all this was caused by an Alchemy Sage. This shows how respected the Alchemy Sage's status was, allowing several gods-level families to form an alliance and start a war against the Soul-Eating Palace.

The man named Brother Wang continued: "Although the God-Eating Guard said before he died that he had killed Alchemy Saint, we didn't believe it, so we launched a large-scale organization to search for Alchemy Saint, and I am in charge of this area.

"People who search for Alchemy Saints in the area."

"According to the owner of the family, when they were looking for the God-Eating Guard, they lost their breath within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, so it is possible that the Alchemy Saint is within this area. If you find the Alchemy Saint, you know what amazing rewards there will be."

"have no idea"

The fair man shook his head.

"Haha, I can make you soar into the sky," the man named Brother Wang said with a smile.

The two people turned into Changhongs one after the other and soon arrived at Shacheng. The two tyrannical powers immediately enveloped the entire Shacheng. All the people in Shacheng felt the two terrifying pressures.

Zhao Ye, the lord of Shacheng, returned to Shacheng.

"Haha, I'll rest at the City Lord's Mansion tonight," the fair-skinned man looked at Brother Wang beside him and said with a smile.

"Um"

The man named Brother Wang did not refuse and nodded.

"City Lord, you are finally back. Something big happened." When the two fell into the City Lord's Mansion, the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion came to the side of the fair-skinned man conscientiously and said in a trembling tone.

"What's up"

The fair-skinned man, Zhao Ye, suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Young master, the young master is dead," the steward said in a low voice.

"What"

Zhao Ye was startled, and then he flew into a rage. His angry power exploded, his eyes were sharp and piercing, he stared at the old housekeeper and shouted: "Tell me clearly, what happened to my son?"

"Young master, the young master is dead," the old housekeeper stammered under the terrifying pressure.

"Who did it"

Zhao Ye's body released a terrifying aura, forming a strong wind, and the seats in the hall exploded and turned into powder.

Zhao Ye's heart was filled with rage and anger.

It was originally a joyful thing to get to know a servant of the Celestial God family during my training abroad, but I never expected that I would get such angry news when I returned to Shacheng.

My son Zhao Wen died unexpectedly.

The old housekeeper stammered and recounted the situation that day.

"What, even Sha Qiang was slapped to death?" Zhao Ye's expression changed slightly.

Sha Qiang is at the pinnacle of the Demigod Realm. Only the God Realm can slap Sha Qiang to death with one slap. Could it be that the person who killed his son was a God Realm?

"No matter who you are, I want you to pay with your life." Zhao Ye let out an angry roar, and the pressure of anger swept across the entire Shacheng. At this moment, everyone felt the anger coming from Zhao Ye.

"Who is the person who killed my son?" Zhao Ye suppressed his anger and asked.

The old housekeeper said: "I don't know, he is from Jiangyu Village."

"Okay, tomorrow morning, I'm going to destroy Jiangyu Village and bury my son with him." There was a bone-chilling aura in Zhao Ye's tone.

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I made you laugh." Zhao Ye turned his head, suppressed his anger, and forced a smile.

"It is only natural that one kills to pay for one's life," the man named Brother Wang said calmly.

In the rivers and lakes, there are all kinds of grievances. Either you die or I die. Wang Gou, the servant of the Lin family, has seen many such things, so he is not surprised. He doesn't care about Zhao Ye's plan to massacre the village.

For example, this time, Alchemy Saint disappeared, and Soul Devouring Palace also paid a huge price.

This price is much greater than if Zhao Ye's son died and a whole village was buried with him.

There is absolutely no comparison between the two.

.....

Made at sunrise.

As the sun rises slowly from the east, people in Jiangyu Village wake up and start the day's work.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion enveloped the entire Jiangyu Village, and at the same time a roar like the wrath of heaven came: "Everyone in Jiangyu Village, get out of here."

The rolling waves of God spread down.

People who came into contact with this coercion vomited blood, and even the weak ones fell into coma.

“What a powerful scent”

"This is the divine power, the divine power of Shacheng City Lord Zhao Ye"

"What happened in our Jiangyu Village? Is Zhao Ye going to destroy us?"

Countless men in Jiangyu Village looked up and saw Zhao Ye standing high in the sky. The angry aura enveloped the entire Jiangyu Village, and everyone had an expression of extreme fear on their faces.

The Wang Hao siblings also felt it.

Wang Yuning's face showed fear: "I didn't expect revenge to come so quickly."

"Brother, big brother, Zhao Ye is here." Wang Hao's face was full of fear. He quickly got up, went to the next room, and shook the sleeping man awake.

Wang Hao said that it was impossible not to be afraid of Zhao Ye. After all, Zhao Ye was the only god and only the eldest brother could deal with him.

Under Zhao Ye's powerful divine power, no matter whether they were strong men, young and weak, or old and frail, all of them worked conscientiously and came to the open place.

"City Lord, please spare my life."

"City Lord, we didn't provoke you."

A group of people started crying.

God's wrath is not something they can bear.

It is impossible for Zhao Ye to come to Jiangyu Village with anger for no reason.

"You know, my son Zhao Wen died yesterday, and the murderer was from your Jiangyu Village. Now I want your Jiangyu Village to bury my son with him," Zhao Ye said in a cold tone.

"What"

"Zhao Wen is dead"

"The murderer is from Jiangyu Village"

Countless villagers in Jiangyu Village were stunned and shocked by the news brought by Zhao Ye.

"Now, you must die." Zhao Ye burst out with an extremely terrifying aura, and the space was filled with an extremely depressing feeling.

Several men withstood this coercion, and their bodies exploded into blood mist.

"Isn't it immoral to disturb people's dreams so early in the morning?" A sudden sentence resounded throughout the world.

Zhao Ye heard this clearly. He turned his head and saw an ordinary-looking young man looking at him with an unhappy expression.

"Die to me..."

When Zhao Ye saw the other party, he didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. He just wanted to kill the entire Jiangyu Village.

After the words fell, he pointed out.

"stop"

At the same time, an urgent voice came from the side.

The one who made the sound was naturally Wang Gou.

Wang Gou is one of the few people who has seen the divine realm of Alchemy City. Now in Alchemy City, in order to search for Alchemy Saint, the portraits are overwhelming. The appearance of Alchemy Saint is imprinted in everyone's heart.

Today, Wang Gou accompanied Zhao Ye to destroy the village, but the young man in front of him is the Alchemy Saint they are looking for. (To be continued)


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