Infinity Throne

Inside the Zhennan Palace, the lights are brightly lit.

But if there were any outsiders here at this moment, they would be so shocked that their eyes would pop out of their sockets.

King Zhennan clamped his legs together and sat on the show couch with a reserved look on his face, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

A thin masked man, with his legs crossed, sat on the long table in front of King Zhennan, eating the pastries on the table casually.

Yi Lin ate a plate and patted his belly: "Prince Nan, there are some things that you shouldn't know. Don't ask questions, otherwise you will be killed."

The king of Zhennan was sweating coldly.

"It seems that the relationship between Prince Nan and Bodhisattva Tower is not as simple as I imagined."

King Zhennan said: "With your skills, the world is so big, where can you go? Instead of condescending to other vassal kings, it is better to come under my command. I promise that once I take charge of the Golden Palace, I will stand beside the dragon chair." , there must be a place for you."

The King of Zhennan did not dare to intimidate, so he could only use inducements.

While tempting him, he also tapped from the side to see if the Apocalypse assassin was really the top assassin sent by other vassals as he expected.

Assassins are a group of people who come for profit. King Zhennan believed that the reason why he was unable to convince the assassins before was because the offer was not enough.

As long as we can sit down and talk, there is hope of winning over.

Yi Lin did not deny King Zhennan's speculation about her identity, nor did she positively confirm it, leaving him to guess.

He thought for a while, and since he's already here, he should just go and get more things, and don't waste time by having to come back next time.

"I don't like those mundane things," Yi Lin vibrated her vocal cords with the power of telepathy, and laughed in a dry and hoarse voice: "I wonder if there are some heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and panaceas in the house. Why don't you just take them out, Your Majesty?" , saving me the time to sneak in and search."

Facing the Apocalypse assassin Shi Zi's big mouth, King Zhennan was not angry but happy, and he quickly winked at Zi Yin.

Ziyin stood up unsteadily from the floor.

He still hadn't recovered from the blow just now.

But King Zhennan's eyes had already shown him, so he could only grit his teeth, walk to the inner room, and start moving things from King Zhennan's treasure house.

The assassin made it clear that he looked down on worldly things, and King Zhennan knew it.

No jewelry or gold was taken, only things that the monks could use.

Soon, pieces of "gadgets" that might not be appreciated by the Heavenly Sword Sect, but that would attract the envy of many people in the world of monks, were presented to Yi Lin one by one.

"Jasper ointment is a medium-grade elixir. When applied to the skin, it will be as smooth as jasper and as tender as a bird's tongue."

"A five-year-old snake demon inner elixir. If you find an alchemist to make an elixir with it, you can increase your cultivation by ten years."

"High-quality Qi-Yi Dan, after taking it, you can exhale and practice Qi. It will get twice the result with half the effort. Of course, you won't be able to use it."

"The top-grade marrow-cleansing pill can relax your muscles and cleanse your marrow after taking it, and you will be completely transformed. If you take it at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, you will most likely be able to enter the foundation-building realm overnight."

"Mid-grade spirit-gathering pill..."

"High-quality Blood Lotus Pill..."

"The best dragon and tiger aphrodisiac pill..."

"Seven Corpses Soul-eating Pills..."

Not to mention, there are so many treasures in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. The messy elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures made Yi Lin dazzled when he took them out one by one.

But Yi Lin was also a man who had been nurtured in Elder Ye Liangchen's medicinal garden.

After a moment of sensing, he discovered that the effects of some of the elixirs were incomparable to those produced by Tianjian Sect. They were almost useless.

Maybe the powder he usually uses for barbecue is a bit more effective than some of the elixirs.

"That's it?"

Yi Lin raised his eyes and sneered.

"Take more!"

King Zhennan gritted his teeth and thought that the other party really looked down on these things. But while his heart was bleeding, King Zhennan had a higher opinion of the mysterious assassin. At the same time, I also wondered how much it cost those old enemies to invite such a great god to come to this barren southern land to fight against him, King Zhennan.

King Zhennan was filled with hatred, but what he hated was not the Apocalypse Assassin in front of him, but the person behind the Apocalypse Assassin.

If he knew who was secretly dealing with him, he would have to collect today's debt with interest.

Next, Ziyin has given up resistance since the most precious magic weapon was robbed by Yi Lin, and obediently works as a porter for the King of Zhennan. After using the magic elixir, he moves out one magic weapon after another.

Yi Lin doesn't like these magic weapons.

He simply closed his eyes, released his senses, and investigated carefully.

"There's a sword in there."

Yi Lin raised a finger.

King Zhennan opened his mouth and was speechless. In the end, he could only wave his hand helplessly towards Ziyin.

After a while, a snow-white flying sword with a scabbard was brought to Yi Lin's face, including the sword and the stand.

"This sword is called 'Frost Snow'. It is a top-grade water flying sword. The most rare thing is that this sword contains aura and has given birth to a sword spirit. It is an ancient relic that can be encountered but cannot be found. Five years ago, this king accidentally Income. I think you are not good at using swords, so..."

The swords were all brought out, and King Zhennan knew that the treasure could not be saved. He could only look for excuses to explain why he did not "hand over" the treasure immediately.

"It doesn't matter, I have seen Prince Nan's sincerity."

Yi Lin held the flying sword. Suddenly, the hilt of the sword rang and trembled, and then a chill came over, covering Yi Lin's arm with a thin layer of frost.

Oh, you actually dare to resist?

There are two kinds of magic weapons.

It is a mass-produced model with no aura. The Tianjian Sect's Sword-Forging Mountain can only be made in batches, nothing special.

Most of the specially-made types have previous owners and cultivated auras, which are particularly troublesome to tame.

Yi Lin also suffered a lot when he was in the sword tomb.

"generally."

As Yi Lin spoke, she quickly stuffed the "Frost Snow Sword" that was still resisting into her bag.

At this moment, the ground of the main hall of Zhennan Palace looked like a flea market, with many things neatly arranged.

Yi Lin walked through it, picked through it, selected some at random, filled most of the one cubic meter storage space, and finished the work hastily.

He did not empty out all the belongings of the King of Zhennan, but kept a line in his life so that they could meet each other easily in the future. Yi Lin still understood this truth.

King Zhennan felt relieved when he saw that Yi Lin was willing to collect the things.

Yi Lin stroked the ring with satisfaction and took out a new nail.

He had carved a lot before.

Yi Lin threw the child nail from the mother nail into the hands of King Zhennan.

King Zhennan was stunned and hurriedly took it.

Yi Lin said: "This is my specially made contact magic weapon. You only need to break it, and I will sense it. Within ten days, we will arrive at Jingnan City." As he said that, Yi Lin looked at Zhennan who looked surprised. The king raised a finger: "I only talk about business and never give in to others. Prince Nan's sincerity allows me to take action once, just this once. But as I said before, there is no one I can't kill. Only I can't." Those who are willing to be killed, I hope Prince Nan will consider it carefully."

When King Zhennan heard this, he quickly put the wooden nails away and hid them in his arms.

"in addition……"

boom!

Boom...

Yi Lin suddenly moved with lightning speed, and before King Zhennan and Zi Yin could react at all, the "charged bullet" that had been preparing for a long time was shot out, and a bright beam of light shot out from the barrel of the gun, like a laser cannon. Like, blasting diagonally towards the sky.

The shadow assassin, who was standing aside to catch his breath and had no idea that Yi Lin would suddenly attack, disappeared from his chest, leaving only a cross section with blood gushing into the sky like a fountain.

Everything from the chest up was blown away.

The loud gunshot alerted the guards outside the door.

In the horrified eyes of King Zhennan, Yi Lin, who killed Ziyin, disappeared without knowing when.

In the hall, the hoarse and terrifying voice echoed:

"This man deserves death for refining such a magic weapon that harms heaven and earth. Besides, you know, I know, God knows, and the earth knows about the cooperation between me and the prince."

A big hole was blown out of the main hall door, including the door and the wall.

The guards rushed in and saw only a horribly dead body and blood dripping from the ceiling.

King Zhennan's pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly walked out of the door.

Under the darkness of night, a deep ravine extended from the corpse, punching through layers of courtyard walls, cutting off the roofs of six villas, leaving a semi-arc pit with a diameter of several meters. The bricks on the roofs were The tiles are falling down. The entire Zhennan Palace, as well as his wife and concubines, who had been neglected for a long time, were awakened by this terrible movement at the same time. They thought that a natural disaster and earthquake were coming, so they ran around in the yard crying and howling without even covering their bodies.

In front of King Zhennan, everything was in chaos.

King Zhennan felt cold in his limbs. If his self-esteem hadn't been strong enough, he might have been unable to help but sit on the ground.

Fortunately, Yi Lin deliberately raised the muzzle of the gun, and the ballistic trajectory was slanted into the sky. Otherwise, this super-charged bullet with a full 30-level magnification, if fired head-on, would probably be able to take away a whole group.

The guards were stunned.

finally,

After counting the breaths, someone came back to his senses and stammered:

"W-Prince?"

King Zhennan waved his hand: "Chasing! Chasing the assassin! It's... Tianqi!"

Late at night, Zhennan Palace was once again in a state of chaos.

The guards began a new round of daily tasks of hunting down assassins.

…

Hundreds of feet high in the sky.

Yi Lin stood in the air.

He looked at the trajectory left by his bullet, and after a moment of silence, he disappeared without leaving any trace.