Five hundred and seventieth eight chapters Jian Yuanchen
Especially on both sides of the street, many casual cultivators from the human race and demon race were setting up street stalls, with many heavenly materials, earthly treasures, spiritual pills and spiritual weapons placed on them. There were even some demon races haggling over the prices.
"Two Boundaries City is really lively!"
Ling Xiao sighed softly.
"Ling Xiao, I heard that the beauties in Tianxiang Tower are all beautiful and fragrant. They are more beautiful than the beauties of the human race. How about we go and see them?"
After the unscrupulous Taoist saw Tianxiang Tower, his eyes straightened and he didn't even look back, he said with a straight look.
"Can you be of some use?"
Ling Xiao's head was full of black threads and he quickly stopped the unscrupulous Taoist.
"These little ladies are in dire straits and they need me to rescue them. Master Tao, I am doing this to benefit the common people. How can I be useless?"
The unscrupulous Taoist laughed shamelessly and pulled Ling Xiao towards Tianxiang Tower.
"If you want to go, you can go by yourself, I won't go!"
Ling Xiao said helplessly.
"How can this be done? As the saying goes, good brothers share blessings and share hardships. How can I abandon you? Let's go, let's go, Master Tao will take you to eat meat. I haven't been here for ten thousand years. Master Tao misses you.
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The unscrupulous Taoist refused to give up and smiled obscenely.
At this moment, a voice came into Ling Xiao's ears, making Ling Xiao slightly stunned.
"Brother Ling, I'm Jian Yuanchen. I'm in Tianxiang Tower. Please come over and talk to me!"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he instantly saw a young man wearing a white robe and carrying a long sword on the second floor of Tianxiang Tower. He looked elegant, handsome and elegant, and smiled at him.
"Jian Yuanchen?"
Ling Xiao's heart moved. This Jian Yuanchen was the descendant of the Sword God Pavilion. Ling Xiao saved him in the God Stone. This Jian Yuanchen was a kind man and later even supported Ling Xiao.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao walked into Tianxiang Tower with the unscrupulous Taoist.
As soon as we entered Tianxiang Tower, there was a scent of red dust and powder that filled the air. In front of us were big white breasts and a pair of enchanting eyes. The legs of the unscrupulous Taoist immediately became weak.
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and shook his head, but ignored him and went up to the second floor alone.
"Brother Ling, come in quickly!"
After Jian Yuanchen welcomed Ling Xiao in, he looked around again and then closed the door vigilantly.
In the room, in addition to Jian Yuanchen, there was also a tall and honest-looking man wearing a black robe, grabbing a leg of lamb and chewing it.
In addition to the honest and honest man, there is also a young swordsman who carries a long sword and wears a black robe, with a faint evil aura lingering around him.
When the two people saw Ling Xiao, the honest man grinned, and then continued to lower his head to deal with his leg of mutton.
The young swordsman glanced at Ling Xiao eagerly, with a hint of fighting intent in his eyes.
"Brother Jian, could something have happened? Why are you so careful?"
Ling Xiao looked at Jian Yuanchen and said.
"Brother Ling, don't you know? The fact that you have received the inheritance of the Red Dragon War God has been spread throughout the War God Continent!"
Jian Yuanchen smiled bitterly and after Ling Xiao left Tianshen City, the Nantian Family and Xingchen Palace simultaneously announced that Ling Xiao had obtained the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War, and told them about the reward for Ling Xiao's capture.
Ling Xiao's eyes froze slightly, and he said coldly: "The Nantian Family and Xingchen Palace are really haunting! Do they really dare to say such unfounded things?"
"Brother Ling, there is indeed no inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War in the God Stone. Many supreme beings have already checked the God Stone, so the old monsters in the major holy places should not believe it! But many young talents are very fond of you.
Interest, as well as some assassins and assassins, all want to kill you, so ask the Nantian Family and Xingchen Palace to receive the reward!"
Jian Yuanchen smiled bitterly and said.
"Yes, Brother Ling, my grandfather told you to be careful. If there is any danger, go to our Magic Bear Mountain. My grandfather will help you!"
The honest and honest man looked at Ling Xiao and said with a smile.
"Your grandfather?" Ling Xiao was slightly stunned.
Jian Yuanchen clapped his hands and said quickly: "I forgot to introduce you, Ling Xiao, this is the grandson of Senior Xiong Laohei, Xiong Xiaohei! This is the true disciple of Shura Sect, Cheng Jie!"
"Xiong Xiaohei?"
When Ling Xiao heard this name, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and he was guessing that maybe Xiong Laohei's son was called Xiong Dahei.
The name was really casual, but Xiong Laohei Lingxiao was still very grateful, so he had a good impression of Xiong Xiaohei.
And the true disciple of Shura Sect has become a calamity?
Ling Xiao glanced at the young swordsman Cheng Jie and asked softly: "Brother Cheng, the Supreme Shura of your sect thousands of years ago was ranked third among the top ten titled Supremes in the world. I wonder if he is still alive?"
Cheng Jie's eyes flashed with light. He didn't expect Ling Xiao to come up and ask him this question, but he still said lightly: "Brother Ling, the Supreme Patriarch of Shura, passed away in the great calamity ten thousand years ago. Maybe he was
I’ve entered the God Realm, and I’m not very clear about it either!”
"So that's it!"
There was a trace of disappointment in Ling Xiao's eyes. Supreme Shura was one of his close friends in his previous life. Originally, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but now it seems that Supreme Shura is no longer alive.
"Brother Ling, you'd better change your appearance now, otherwise, I'm afraid you will be in a lot of trouble!"
Jian Yuanchen glanced at Ling Xiao and said worriedly.
"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? A bunch of chickens and dogs. If anyone dares to come looking for death, I'll kill him directly!"
The unscrupulous Taoist pushed the door open and smiled disinterestedly.
"Taoist Priest, don't take it lightly. I heard that not only are there many half-step supremes of casual cultivators who are eyeing Brother Ling, but there are also killers in the Underworld Pavilion who want to deal with Brother Ling!"
Jian Yuanchen said with a somewhat solemn expression.
"Underworld Pavilion?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed coldly. The Underworld Pavilion is one of the Five Pavilions. Along with the Treasure Pavilion, it is also one of the five ancient holy places. However, the Underworld Pavilion is full of assassins who are proficient in the art of assassination.
The Difu Pavilion, like the Tianting Pavilion, is an assassin organization, and has even assassinated the most powerful people.
However, they are very smart and rarely attack people from the Martial Arts Holy Land. The people they assassinate are all people with weak backgrounds, so they can survive until now.
Otherwise, I'm afraid they would have been besieged by all the martial arts holy places.
Forget about being a casual cultivator and a Half-Step Supreme. Ling Xiao no longer takes it seriously. With all his methods combined, even if he kills a Half-Step Supreme, it won't be that difficult.
But the Underworld Pavilion is indeed a group of ghostly guys.
"Brother Ling, how about you join our Shura Sect? As long as you join the Shura Sect, even the Underworld Pavilion will not dare to touch you!"
Cheng Jie suddenly looked at Ling Xiao and said slowly.
"Join the Shura Sect? Is this your intention or the Shura Sect's intention?" Ling Xiao said with a trace of amusement in his eyes.