Seeing Tang Ming coming over, Ziri smiled and saluted quickly.
Tang Ming smiled and shook his head: "Don't be so polite. How is your practice lately?"
"It's okay. I've reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm and I'll be able to break through to the late stage soon."
Zi Ri scratched his head and said with a silly smile.
But soon.
Ziri looked over with some confusion: "Master, you seem to have a very familiar aura about you."
"On me?"
Tang Ming was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, it's like this..." Zi Ri spread his palms.
Whoa! A wisp of extremely pure black light flashed.
Almost at the same time, a certain token in Tang Ming's storage ring also trembled.
"The original aura of the ancient soul-suppressing monument!"
Tang Ming's face changed slightly: "Zi Ri, how did you get this aura?"
As he spoke, a black scale order also appeared in his palm, and there was also a ray of dark light flashing inside, exuding a pure breath of death.
This black scale order.
It was something he obtained on the ancient battlefield. To be precise, it was obtained by Cao Jueshan, and then he dedicated it to Tang Ming to save his life.
Moreover, we learned from the mouth of Human King Xuanyuan Ye that this black scale order belonged to the leader of the Tuoba clan, and the original aura of the ancient soul-suppressing tablet was sealed inside.
"Master, when you were still in seclusion, a strong man from the Hong Sect from overseas came to Jinling City, and he was the one who injured Yang Xiong..." Zi Ri thought for a moment and recounted what happened that day.
Including the magical weapons used by Hongze.
And the original aura inside the instrument.
"Soul-suppressing Monument Magical Artifact?"
Tang Ming's eyes burst into light.
In almost a moment, he concluded that the magical weapon was not refined by Hong Ze, but belonged to a truly powerful person from the Hong Sect overseas.
This strong man at least has the terrifying strength in the late stage of becoming a god, otherwise he would not have absorbed the origin of the ancient soul-suppressing tablet and refined it into a new magical weapon.
"It seems that Hongmen overseas is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon..." Tang Ming frowned.
The ancient soul-suppressing stele, the ancient divine object that guards the Netherworld Ghost Realm, is still suppressed in the River Styx, but over countless years, some of its original aura has leaked and been ingested by the strong.
And Zi Japan is the corpse puppet of the Heavenly Evil, and the original aura of the soul-suppressing monument is of great help to him.
This is also the reason why Ziri's spiritual intelligence has been continuously improved during this period, and his soul's spiritual power has also been continuously improved.
...just when Tang Ming was thinking about it.
On the Jinling City Ring Expressway, a dozen identical Mercedes-Benz S-class cars were lined up in neat rows, speeding toward Jinling City.
At the center of the fleet is an extended version of a special Mercedes-Benz, which is made entirely of bulletproof alloy materials and can travel at high speed without any bumps.
inside the car.
Stuart Denglong was lying on the sofa, holding a red wine glass in one hand and flipping through a book with the other.
Opposite him, four stern-looking men sat.
Leaders of the Qing Gang! Leaders of the four major halls of the Qing Gang! They are all here.
At this time, a scarred man with short hair, scars on the corners of his eyebrows, and a violent evil aura all over his body answered the phone, with a cold gleam in his eyes.
"Gang Leader, there is news."
The scarred man put down his cell phone and said in a deep voice: "The secret agents have found out that the Hongmen in southern China have begun to take action, colluding with overseas Hongmen, and using their own channels to help overseas Hongmen launder money."
"And there is news that the son of the leader of Hongmen and Liehuo Hall overseas is also in Jinling."
"Master, do you need me to behead you?"
Speaking of which.
The scarred man's whole body was full of evil spirits, and the cold wind howled, causing the temperature inside the carriage to drop suddenly.
Situ Denglong frowned slightly.
Just this small action made the top thug of the Qing Gang feel excited all over and he quickly restrained his evil spirit.
"Jiang Lei, can you change your character?"
Next to him, a middle-aged man with a beard and a gentle look complained: "The gang leader has been feeling cold during this period, so you have to show off your evil spirit here?"
"Ahem..." The scarred man, Jiang Lei, coughed a few times and said sarcastically: "Gang leader, I'm sorry, I, I couldn't control my breath in the excitement."
"It doesn't matter."
Situ Denglong slowly shook his head.
He closed the books in front of him, then leaned on the sofa, slowly drank the red wine in his hand, and moved calmly.
A few minutes later.
Situ Denglong looked at the bearded man: "Zhuge, how is the arrangement at the coastal entrance?"
"The arrangements were made last night, especially the eight major ports in Guangdong and Guangdong. All the eight major ports in Guangdong and Guangdong have been monitored by secret guards. Liu Changchun, the internal deacon of Huaxia Hongmen, and Li Qingfeng, the left guardian, have all handed over their natal souls to express their surrender."
"Well, where are the brothers in the hall?"
"Don't worry, Hall Master, the 800 swordsmen from the Qing Gang have been dispatched. The elites from each hall have been slowly moving southward since two months ago. The dragnet has been laid."
"Very good..." Situ Denglong nodded with satisfaction, a smile appeared on his lips.
If this conversation were to spread, it would definitely cause an uproar.
The Chinese Jianghu forces, Qinggang Hongmen, are regarded as the oldest Jianghu forces with profound internal foundation and strict laws.
Qingbang Hongmen is bounded by the Yangtze River, with Qingbang in the north and Hongmen in the south.
but now.
The leader of the Green Gang personally crossed the line and secretly sent powerful men within the gang to cross the line.
This is the tempo of war! "Gang leader, our Green Gang has worked hard for decades for this war. Now that all the advantages and location are on our side, why are we still so cautious?"
A dull voice sounded.
But sitting directly opposite Situ Denglong, a man with long hair spoke.
This man is the leader of the Qing Gang's law enforcement hall. He is terrifyingly powerful and decisive in killing. He is even called Yu Bing, the 'King of Hell in Blue Shirts'! In terms of combat power, Yu Bing's combat power is even higher than that of Jiang Lei.
"Yes, Gang Leader, Hongmen is preparing to run away now. The large army is shrinking in Guangdong. We can swarm them and destroy them with the power of thunder."
"Why do you still need to spend a lot of power to arrange it in Jinling?"
Jiang Lei was also full of doubts and hesitantly said: "Moreover... we shouldn't bring Miss Situ here for this battle. Although we can ensure the safety of the eldest lady, it still feels inappropriate."
It's not just him.
The other three people also looked over in confusion.
The Miss Situ they refer to is Situ Yue, the only daughter of their former gang leader Situ Ba.
At that time, Situ Ba was extremely handsome and had great authority and prestige within the Qinggang. For example, these four gang leaders were all trained by Situ Ba.
Therefore, all the four hall masters cherished Situ Yue very much.
Situ Denglong said slowly: "Bring Yue'er here, I do have the intention of taking advantage of her."
The expressions of the four people changed slightly.
But Situ Denglong didn't realize it at all. He just raised his eyes and looked at Jinling City not far away.
"The rock that blocked the Qing Gang from moving south was never Hongmen, but Tang Xuantian of Jinling."
"I don't want to start a war with Tang Xuantian, and I have a hunch that Tang Xuantian's achievements in the future will definitely be terrifying. It would be best if we could make good friends with him."
"And Situ Yue has some connections with Tang Xuantian's disciples. I brought Yue'er here because I wanted to use Yue'er's connections to talk about something."
"Furthermore..." Situ Denglong said slowly: "It is also a kind of good fortune for Yue'er to have more contact with Tang Xuantian, which will be beneficial to Yue'er."