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Chapter 1720 Search the whole city!

"It's not your turn to tell me how to do things."

Tang Ming's tone was cold.

An extreme coercion was released, directly suppressing her in place: "If you still want to save Miao Liyun, just shut up."

"..." Miao Qing hesitated for a while and stopped struggling.

The night is quiet.

They were in a remote corner far away from the school gate. The lights were dim and they could not be noticed at all.

Sudden.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh... black shadows flashed in and out.

"I have met the young master."

"I've met the hall master."

Zhao Lin, the leader of the Shadow Guard, and Wei Tao, the deputy head of Qingming Hall, knelt down on one knee.

Shadow Guard and Qingmingtang were trained by Tang Ming himself.

Needless to say, the Shadow Guards are the elite left behind by their father. Not only are they extremely loyal, but most of them are talented people. Coupled with the resources given by Tang Ming, the Shadow Guards are now very powerful.

Zhao Lin, Xiao Feng, and Mu Qing have all broken through to the Nascent Soul realm.

The rest of the Shadow Guards also have cultivation levels in the middle to late stages of the Golden Core Realm.

And Qingmingtang.

It was a force founded by Tang Ming in Zhonghai. He was the hall leader, and the deputy hall leader was Wei Tao. He was originally from the Wei family in Zhonghai, but was later asked by Tang Ming to manage Qingming Hall.

Qingmingtang's combat power is not as good as that of the Shadow Guards, but because of its large number of people and its branches in black markets, it has gradually established a huge black market and dark network, specializing in collecting intelligence and seeking information.

"Send the order to strictly investigate the monks from the Miao border in Jinling City."

"As long as they are monks from the Miao border, screen them all for me, record their strength and action tracks, and at the same time, help me find a woman."

Tang Ming pointed his finger, and a force of skill directly swung Miao Qing's palm away, and he held the photo in his palm.

"This woman's name is Miao Liyun, and she was kidnapped by an ancient witch monk from Miao territory."

"I also have photos of her in college here. They will be uploaded to Zhao Lin's phone later, printed out, and searched throughout the city."

Tang Ming raised his head, looked at the night sky with stern eyes, and then closed his eyes as if sensing something.

quite a while.

Tang Ming opened his eyes, and a strange color flashed in his pupils: "Those Miao witch cultivators are still in Jinling City, but they have hidden their cultivation and should not have left the city yet."

"Find quickly!"

"I will contact the general to strictly check the entry and exit points."

Give an order.

The shadow guards and Qingmingtang nodded one after another, and immediately disappeared into the night, moving not only neatly, but also silently.

Tang Ming also asked a member of the Qingming Hall to stay and bring Mo Fan back to the Mo family in Jinling.

Everyone was ordered to disperse.

Miao Qing asked hesitantly: "You, how do you know they are still in Jinling City?"

"If I say yes, then I will definitely be there."

Tang Ming spoke calmly.

Jinling City is different from other cities in that it is protected by a city protection formation. In order to prevent hidden powerhouses from sneaking into the city and opening the gate of hell, the Jinling city protection formation has been quietly operating.

Can record the breath of the strong.

Can search for traces of strong men.

This kind of recording and search is not one-sided. In other words, as long as a hidden powerhouse enters Jinling City, it will be recorded once, and once it leaves, it will be recorded again.

Just now, Tang Ming used his natal soul.

Only four unique auras were discovered, which should be those of Miao shaman cultivators, and these auras were only recorded when entering Jinling City and were not recorded when leaving.

so.

Tang Mingcai dared to conclude that those people were still in Jinling City.

.........accompanied by Tang Ming's order.

An undercurrent suddenly surged in Jinling City. On the surface, the generals began to strictly check the entrances and exits; secretly, it was even more serious. All the major Jinling wealthy families mobilized their own forces, and the Shadow Guards and members of Qingming Hall began to investigate the monks one by one.

It stands to reason that this level of investigation would be difficult to accomplish, since the forces in each place are complex.

But in Jinling City.

Tang Ming's order was absolute authority. Not only did the generals cooperate, but all members of the super wealthy families headed by Guo, Yang, Chu, and Mo also mobilized.

for a while.

Jinling City became turbulent.

at the same time.

On a remote road, a van was driving. The driver was a dark-skinned man. There were three companions in the van, but because the van was dark, they could not see their faces clearly.

The back roads are a bit bumpy.

The driver accidentally forgot to avoid the pothole in front of him, and the van suddenly shook and made a creaking sound.

The driver said somewhat depressedly: "Elder, why should we go to all the trouble and just take the girl from Miao Village with us?"

We still have to wait until tomorrow to get a car.”

Another middle-aged man also said in a loud voice: "Yes, elder, you are a strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm. You can fly through the sky, just take us away."

These people are usually considered strong in Miao territory and are respected by others.

But now that they have come to the secular world, they are like rats crossing the street. Not only do they dare not go out during the day, but they also have a secular van stolen. The key roads are full of potholes, which makes them very uncomfortable.

"Are you questioning my decision?"

A hoarse voice sounded.

The person who spoke was an old and lean old man. The old man was wearing a black robe, and his body was covered with totems. Even his withered face was covered with tattoos. The old man was sitting in his seat, holding a black wooden stick with both hands.

Crutches, black wood crutches with a skull carved on the top, very weird.

"Elder, how dare we question you? I'm just a little confused..." The driver responded with a dry smile: "Usually the priest always tells us how dangerous the outside world is. In fact, I think it's not bad. I came out to meet so many people.

Weak."

The middle-aged strong man also smiled and said: "Hahaha, I agree. These Han people have very weak bones. They are probably not even as good as the ten-year-old children in our Wujiazhai."

"Shut up!"

The frail old man shouted lowly, and a cold and evil aura filled the air.

The driver and the middle-aged man quickly shut up.

"If the outside world is so fragile, then why do we, the Miao shaman tribe, huddle deep in the mountains?

Why does the Shaman Temple sign a contract with the secular military and dare not step out of the secular world?"

"You young people just don't know the truth because you have been isolated in the Miao shaman tribe for too long."

"The outside world is extremely dangerous!"

The elder's tone was very solemn: "There are many powerful people in China. Back then, the entire ancient witchcraft powerhouse, including the witch temple, was suppressed."

"Forty years ago, if the Witch Temple had not agreed to sign the contract, it is estimated that the Witch Temple would have been completely razed!"

Um?

The Witch Temple was completely destroyed?

The expressions of several ancient witch monks changed slightly.

The middle-aged man asked in confusion: "Is the Chinese world really so powerful?"

"snort."

The elder snorted coldly: "Forty years ago, I was still in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and I once saw with my own eyes that thirty Chinese warriors from the Divine Transformation Realm took to the air to surround the Witch Temple."

"At that time, the high priest of the Witch Temple used secret techniques to summon the Witch God, but as a result..." A flash of fear flashed in the elder's pupils.

The middle-aged man asked: "Elder, what was the result?"

"As a result... the void collapsed, and a military boot fell from the sky, directly trampling the Witch Temple into the depths of the ground, shattering the two main temples, and the high priest was killed instantly!"

The elder spoke in a deep voice.


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