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Chapter 1619 You can't go!

"Miss Song Ci, would you like me to help you suppress her?"

A voice sounded slowly.

Everyone looked up and saw that the person who spoke was none other than the Lord of Linghuang City, a senior quasi-sage third level powerhouse.

When he was promoted to the third level of quasi-sage, most of the people present may not have been born yet, including Song Ci.

"Lord of Linghuang City, you've got a job."

Song Ci's eyes moved slightly and he nodded.

After chasing Qing Chen this time, she realized that her own strength was only on par with the opponent's, and with the group of junior brothers and sisters around her who were in the second level of quasi-sage, she could barely chase the opponent everywhere.

Now that the Lord of Linghuang City has taken the initiative to speak, she will naturally not refuse.

"You're welcome, Miss Song Ci."

The Lord of Linghuang City smiled. When he smiled, his wrinkled face trembled like waves.

The next moment, there was a look of horror in his eyes, and he looked towards Qingchen, but he could no longer see anything in front of him. There was only a green light, piercing his face from far to near! It was too fast! Poof!

Green light instantly penetrated the center of Linghuang City Lord's eyebrows, and a blood hole the size of a walnut appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

White and red gurgled out along the blood hole.

"City Lord!"

"Father!"

"Master!"

The warriors in Linghuang City all opened their mouths and exclaimed.

"As expected of a genius who trained in Zhoutian Academy."

The hoarse voice of Linghuang City Lord sounded.

The blood hole between his eyebrows slowly healed, and there was a hint of surprise and fear in his eyes when he looked at Qingchen.

The opponent's sword energy was so fast, both in terms of power and speed! It was so fast that even he couldn't reflect it! "The power of Youmo's sword energy is really worrying."

Qingchen sighed in his heart.

It's a pity that this is her strongest method. If the opponent was in the second level of quasi-sage, he might have been killed in one blow.

"Only when you take control of the power of the ghost demon can you fully understand the true meaning of the ghost demon sword. By then, its power will make even the saints from the saint clan be afraid of it.

I once relied on Youmo Sword Intent to kill a saint from the Lie Buddha Clan! That is now the head of the top ten saint clans in Longyuan Prefecture!"

The voice sounded again, with a hint of dissatisfaction and a hint of anger to vindicate Youmo Sword Intent.

"Then tell me, why can't I kill him with this sword?"

"He should have mastered the Hengqigong practice method and polished his physical body. His vitality will not be lower than yours."

"If I'm not careful today, I will be captured alive by them. It doesn't matter to the quasi-sage. If the saints from the Zhoutian Palace come forward, they will dig out the ghost demon scepter from the Dan Sea.

If you have any secret techniques to save your life, please teach me now. Even if it hurts the origin, I won’t care about it. Let’s escape from here first.”

"Then there is only Ghost Demon Blood Escape. But using this secret technique will severely damage your origin. You will no longer be able to be promoted to a saint in a short period of time!"

"If I'm caught by them or killed by them, I won't be able to be promoted to a saint. What's the difference? Come on, don't be coy. I suspect that you were a saint at first, but you were set up by people from the Zhoutian Palace.

Killing is just too coy!"

"listen!"

The voice was a little angry, and then he told the secrets of the ghost demon's blood escape one by one. Qingchen listened and kept it in his heart. He also smiled at the Lord of Linghuang City, "Old senior, you have a lot of them."

At your age, you don’t want to break through the realm of saints and extend your life, but instead interfere in the affairs of young people like us, are you afraid of breaking your muscles and bones and losing the opportunity to be promoted to saints? "

"Little girl, as long as you hand over the stolen Dayan magic weapon, my old bones will no longer need to move."

The Lord of Linghuang City smiled.

A look of dissatisfaction flashed in Song Ci's eyes, and he urged: "Lord of Linghuang City, she won't take the initiative to hand over the ghost demon scepter. You should take action to suppress her."

"That's fine."

The Lord of Linghuang City nodded slightly. Between his brows, a mark of a mysterious cauldron slowly appeared. This mysterious cauldron had four legs and was made of bronze.

"Fourth Grade Bronze Xuanding Cauldron!"

Song Ci and the other quasi-sages from Zhoutian Palace all had a solemn look in their eyes.

When the warriors in Linghuang City saw this scene, a hint of pride flashed in their eyes.

The Xuanding clan, from the moment they are born, will condense a Xuanding in the center of their eyebrows.

Judging quality based on feet, four feet are four qualities.

The fourth-grade Xuanding, sometimes just like the fourth-grade physical dragon vein, has the opportunity to be promoted to a great sage! This is much better than most quasi-sage powerhouses.

In the world, including Longyuan Province, nine out of ten quasi-sages are of the first or second grade, and at most they have the third grade physical dragon vein.

Those with fourth-grade physical dragon veins are considered a genius and have a small reputation. If they can have fifth-grade and sixth-grade dragon veins, the True Dragon Academy, Zhoutian Palace, Taikoo Hidden Sect and other forces will do their best to cultivate them.

Those who reach the seventh level can basically receive the same treatment as true disciples.

Song Ci's own Xuanding was only a third-grade bronze Xuoding, and her physical dragon vein was also a third-grade bronze.

Therefore, even though she has the blood of Zhoutian Palace, due to her qualifications and concubine status, her treatment is almost the same as that of ordinary disciples of Zhoutian Academy.

"This is it!"

There was a sound in everyone's ears, and then their eyes flashed, and they saw two more figures beside Qing Chen.

One of the horns had golden patterns and was clearly of the True Dragon clan! The Lord of Linghuang City moved his eyes slightly and slowly regained his composure, feeling somewhat startled and doubtful in his heart.

Song Ci was also a little surprised when he saw this change.

How could the True Dragon Clan appear here?

Just passing by?

Or... got to know Qing Chen?

Thinking of this, Song Ci's eyes became a little solemn.

"You..." Qingchen looked at Su Han dumbfounded, "Why are you here?"

The owner of the voice in her body was also very shocked at the moment, because he noticed that the aura on Su Han's body was not weaker than Qing Chen's, or even worse! "Mom, this matter is a long story."

Seeing that there were no serious injuries on Qingchen's body, Su Han was relieved and a smile appeared on his face: "Where's Junjun, has her memory recovered?"

"I sent this girl to the demon tribe, and a friend of mine took care of her.

As for memory... I’m afraid it won’t be that easy to recover.”

Qingchen shook his head slightly.

"mother?"

Everyone looked at the two people talking, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Song Ci was a little unbelievable.

Qing Chen actually has a son?

That's all.

Even she couldn't see through the aura on the other party's body, which meant that she was at least a third-level quasi-sage! "It doesn't matter, since I'm in the Earthly Immortal Realm, I will find a way to restore her memory."

Su Han smiled and said, "This is not a place for conversation. Let's find a place to sit down and chat slowly."

Su Han pulled Qing Chen and was about to leave. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at the others.

Song Ci said subconsciously: "She can't leave, no, you can't leave!"

Su Han raised his hand and punched him.

The roar of thunder! Shocked everyone's eardrums! With a bang, Song Ci's body directly knocked away several quasi-sages behind him, rolling on the ground for dozens of feet, smashing countless potholes, and then he lost his strength and collapsed.

Falling to the ground! His breath was stagnant.

The Lord of Linghuang City subconsciously took a step back and looked at Su Han with a hint of deep shock in his eyes.


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