Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh reaction from all parties
"kill!"
When the sound of killings broke out in the chaotic city, monk Xu Desheng and his disciple Lin Ergou were also fighting because they were besieged by masked monks from seven Zhenfu and ten Nascent Soul Dzogchen.
Fighting, to be precise, crushing, because these seventeen people were unilaterally tortured and killed by the two masters and disciples from the beginning of the fight. When they had the intention to retreat, they realized that it was already too late. Everyone had been killed, not a single one of them.
Have to escape.
Before and after everyone died, their eyes were full of disbelief and horror, because one of the two people in front of them was only a Kongfu cultivator, and the other was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul, but these two people could actually kill
They have no power to fight back!
Not long after the fight, the leader shouted, "It should be him, summon the message." Unfortunately, he failed because they all died, killed by unheard-of superb martial arts and swords.
call!
Xu Desheng breathed a long sigh of relief, shook off the blood on his hands, and then said with a strange look:
"Dog, we have no enmity with them. You don't know them, right? Why do they look at your Nascent Soul when they meet?"
Lin Ergou struggled a few times and forced a smile:
"Master, they may have some way of seeing my disciple's light blue Nascent Soul. They feel that my disciple is a good young talent. They want to witness it with their own eyes and then take it away."
Xu Desheng nodded and no longer struggled with this issue. He looked at the corpse on the ground with burning eyes and said:
"Dog, we've made some money again. Hurry up and pack your things and run away."
After saying that, he hurried over and started searching.
Soon after, the master and apprentice, who had changed their clothes, were on the road again. Xu Desheng took the map and looked at it while walking, and then smiled:
"Dog, we will reach Jintian City in three days. Hahaha, it's still early. I can just sell these rubbish, and then find a decent Zhenfu to use first."
Lin Ergou smiled and said:
"Master, don't worry. The disciple went to that ruins. If the rumors are true, you will definitely gain something. It won't be too late for you to be promoted to the Zhenfu by then."
Xu Desheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"Then, you should be able to become a monk in the Divine Palace within a year. You can still keep the harvest from the ruins to prepare for the future."
In his words, he expressed full confidence that Lin Ergou would definitely gain something, because no one knew better than him how outstanding this disciple was.
Lin Ergou loved him so much that he naturally retorted and wanted him to find a better Zhenfu first. With a better Zhenfu, Xu Desheng could recover his cultivation faster and become an immortal with magical powers as soon as possible...
However, Xu Desheng refused with a straight face and his attitude was very firm, telling Lin Ergou that it didn't matter if he went early or slowly. This was the time when he was building a foundation and he had to be put first.
Seeing that Lin Ergou wanted to cry after hearing what he said, he quickly comforted him:
"Don't be upset, dog. There must be many people with evil intentions inside and outside Tiantian City. If you, Master, pretend to be pigs and eat tigers a few times, you will have everything!"
Lin Ergou nodded and smiled, finally no longer entangled, but soon he couldn't help but feel sad again, because he heard Xu Desheng murmured with a confused look:
"It's weird, I want to give you a sea of consciousness protection formation, but my head hurts when I think about your sea of consciousness... Why is this?"
These words made Lin Ergou's heart pierce. He wanted to say, "Master, my disciple's golden elixir is blue and purple, and so is Yuanying." But he couldn't say it, because after Xu Desheng heard the elixir, he wanted to keep it.
This secret was only self-destructed from memory and specifically restricted and sealed by self-thinking.
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At the same time, Linhai County, inside Prince Wu’s Mansion.
"Brother, are you going or not?"
Wu Yaner broke into Wu Lie's study. This was the seventh time in ten days. She came here with only one purpose: to urge Wu Lie to leave as soon as possible and go to Jintian City.
"What's the rush?!"
Wu Lie, who was dealing with official documents, said angrily:
"If you can catch up, don't be playful. It's been very uneasy recently. My father has a lot of things to do. I'll help him for a few more days before I leave."
Wu Yaner stomped her feet and turned around with a groan. Wu Lie quickly shouted:
"The food you and Brother Guang cook is too unpalatable. Stop bringing it to my house!"
Wu Yan'er didn't respond, and Wu Lie couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He knew that the reason why this girl was so anxious was to find Zhang Bao'er, and he himself didn't want to see Zhang Bao'er because he was afraid that he would be intolerable when he saw him.
He couldn't help but attack him - he was a man with great ambitions, and he had already turned Zhang Baoer into a powerful enemy in his heart, because he knew that Zhang Baoer would not be used by him.
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In Zhongzhou, Beizhou, Xizhou and Nanzhou, many of the proud men of heaven also set out on the road accompanied by guardians during this period. Their destination was also near Tiancheng, because there were not only Feitian Sect ruins there where they could search for valuable treasures,
You can also compete with your peers or get to know some like-minded people.
Near Heaven City can be said to be a stage for young geniuses, and many geniuses from the great sects of this era will appear there.
As for the older generation, they are here just to protect the Tao. They will not become the protagonists until the Holy Fire Sect is located two years later.
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"Lord, do we want to go to the city near heaven?"
In a large hall where he couldn't even see his fingers, Ma Zhiyuan was kneeling on the ground, rubbing his fists and saying:
"The younger ones can't wait to use the big killing weapon given by the Lord to hunt down a few so-called geniuses and come back as slaves."
"Hahaha……"
As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh laughter came from the darkness:
"Go! We will set off tomorrow, but please remember..."
At this point, his voice suddenly turned cold:
"We are not the only ones who are going this time. Don't rush ahead because of greed and miss the plan."
"yes!"
Ma Zhiyuan responded, then patted his chest and promised:
"The little one will definitely look good on the Lord!"
"good!"
After a simple word, there was no other sound. Ma Zhiyuan knew that the person had left, so he stood up directly, looked at Yang Dan who had also just stood up, and said in a calm voice:
"Go and gather our men."
Yang Shan nodded expressionlessly without speaking, turned and left.
Looking at his back, Ma Zhiyuan suddenly narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart:
"Don't think that I don't know that you are the one who was arranged by the old devil to supervise me... Hehe, old devil, old devil, how could you choose such a young master? Although he is driven by hatred, the country is easy to change.
Nature is hard to change, and some things cannot be changed. Haha, for example... the deep-seated disdain that comes from the bottom of one's bones! By the way... Damn it, why does this second-generation ancestor look down on me?! In addition to pretending to be a fool, he also