Son-in-law Dan Zun

Shenzhou continent, southern region.

Here, it is known as the Southern Kingdom of Alchemy.

The various refining sects are full of powers, and a hundred schools of thought are contending and prosperous. It is the paradise of refining masters.

As long as the skill of the refining device is sufficiently high, you can get full respect here and become a master.

Among the many refining powers, the Qizong is respected.

at this time.

In the depths of the alchemy mountain range where the Qizong was located, there was an astonishing breath that suddenly swept out.

For a time, countless powerful people were shocked by Qizong.

As a person of the Qi Sect, it is natural to know how many people are qualified to live there.

"what happened?"

"Who is so bold and dare to provoke the powerful human emperor of their sect?"

"Is this going to die?"

…………

For a time, many voices reverberated in various places in the Qi Sect, shaking.

In the other direction of the Alchemy Mountains.

There are mountains standing upright here, straight into the sky, seeming to carry an aspiration to the sky.

This area, in the Qi Sect, is also called Jiaozi Peak.

Those who can have independent mountain peaks here are all like the pride of heaven.

Among them, Han Yihan, the young master of the Qi Sect, lives in the highest mountain.

The general momentum carried by the other peaks seems to be lifting it off, helping it to rise above the sky.

And this is exactly the unanimous wish of Qizong.

There are countless treasures of their weapon sects, but they need a character who can overwhelm an era.

And Young Sect Master Han Yihan is the existence recognized by Qizong Mountain.

In the Qi Sect, his status is even lower than that of the sovereign Han Fei.

People of the Qi Sect basically didn't mean to disobey Han Yihan's orders at all.

It has always been dictated.

at this time!

Feeling the amazing breath deep in the alchemy mountain range, Han Yihan, who was sitting with the beauty, stopped.

"Brother Han, what happened?"

The beauty raised her head, and her weak boneless jade hands slowly wrapped around his neck, expressing affection.

On top of that beautiful face, she was full of flattery.

This woman is also a famous lady of the heavens in the southern kingdom of alchemy.

Many young talents, goddess admired in their hearts.

But at this time, Han Yihan didn't even look at her, and pushed her away, "I have something to do, you can wait here."

After all, just get up, tidy up your clothes and leave Jiaozifeng.

…………

In the depths of the Alchemy Mountains, there is an antique palace.

At this moment, Han Yihan's figure arrived outside the palace and said: "Old Ning, what happened?"

The gate of the palace opens without wind.

Han Yihan stepped into the palace. At this moment, a shadowy figure was waiting for him.

Ning Lao, named Ning Daofeng, was a strong man in the early stage of the imperial realm.

He was also a human emperor who had watched Han Yihan grow up since he was a child, and was extremely doting on him.

Although he is an elder, as Han Yihan grows up, he is now obedient to his words.

To be more ugly, it is as easy to drive and send like a servant.

"Han Shan and others are going to die!" Ning Daofeng said solemnly.

Hearing this, Han Yihan's face instantly became gloomy.

He had a premonition of anxiety for a long time, and he heard the words, but he confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

"Who is the murderer?" Han Yihan asked.

"Young Master already guessed it in his heart, right?" Ning Daofeng said.

"Luo! No! Book!" Han Yihan still spit out a person's name with an unbelievable look.

Although Han Bing and others are not good at fault, they are definitely not the kind of people who have no brains.

Will not be stupid enough to provoke people who shouldn't be provoke.

And since Ning Daofeng would say that, it would only be because he executed his order and then capsized in the gutter.

"Young Master, I said at the beginning, since Luo Wushu has offended the Soul Palace, it is equivalent to hanging his neck on the tip of a knife, there is no need for us to waste our efforts to deal with it." Ning Daofeng said.

"Lao Ning meant, do we just accept it like this?" Han Yihan's eyes were extremely sharp.

Han Bing is not only the pride of the Qizong, but also one of his right-hand men.

However, he died because of Luo Wushu and the blind man with that sword, so naturally he couldn't just let things go.

Otherwise, in the future, who wants to follow him.

"Now, naturally it is impossible to recognize the plant!"

Ning Daofeng's eyes were gloomy, and Luo Wushu's extremely arrogant appearance emerged in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a breath of anger that bloomed uncontrollably.

He has crossed the Shenzhou Continent for hundreds of years, and has never seen such a defiant man.

"Old Ning, how do you plan?"

Han Yihan asked: "If he sets out now to intercept Luo Wushu, he is likely to have returned to Feng Leizi."

"I can naturally think of this." Ning Daofeng's gloomy gaze passed the extreme coldness.

"Since that Luo Wushu's'half-year agreement' with Soul Palace is coming."

"We will directly join forces in the Soul Palace to liquidate the old and new hatreds in the human emperor's ruins."

"Remains of the Emperor..." Han Yihan squinted his eyes and said with a little worry: "What is the strength of Luo Wushu today?"

"In the late stage of the spiritual soul realm, the strength is comparable to the peak of the human king realm." Ning Daofeng said his judgment.

"Is it comparable to the peak of the King Realm..." Han Yihan's eyes narrowed, "No wonder Luo Wushu will have the courage to come back and go to the'half-year appointment'."

"It's just that he thinks that this strength is enough?"

"The background of the Soul Palace is not what he can imagine."

Ning Daofeng sneered: "So, Luo Wushu is just an arrogant and ignorant person, how can the people of the world really be as simple as he is supposed to be."

"Don't talk about other things, but you, Young Master, can easily punish him."

"Yeah!" Han Yihan nodded slightly, noncommittal, gradually thinking about it.

Since Luo Wushu killed his man, it is doomed to end.

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Arctic City!

As the killing broke out, the night became deeper and deeper.

The thunders resounded one after another, like bombarding the hearts of the people in Arctic City, making them tremble.

Many people in the Arctic City hide in the house, but they can always smell the blood mixed with the rain, which spreads to the tip of his nose.

The more so, the less they dared to open the doors and windows and peer into the outside world.

I can only pray from the bottom of my heart, as this rain passes, everything will become rainy and sunny.

Pray that the Arctic City is still the home they used to be.

There are no animals, and humanity is extinct.

Without demons, kill innocents.

…………

I don't know how long it took, the rain finally began to decrease, from a downpour to a soft and dense silky rain.

The night gradually became brighter.

Although it was still dark, it was a bit less deep, faintly bright, and added a bit of light.

But the people of Arctic City finally discovered that not only did the rain decrease, but the fighting sound stopped.

Some houses started to light up and were noticed.

As a result, every family has lights on, and when the lights are on, the streets in the Arctic City gradually become brighter.

The night was completely dissipated by the lights, when a cheering sound came out.

One after another, there were cheers one after another until they turned into a wave of cheers.

The Arctic City has ushered in its new life at this moment.

The battlefield not far from the City Lord's Mansion was already full of people at some point.

After witnessing word of mouth, the people of Arctic City seemed to know the cause and effect of the incident.

In the middle of the crowd, the figure of Shengxue in white became the savior in the hearts of the people in Arctic City.

Exists like a god.

Luo Wushu stood in the middle of the crowd with a stiff figure and hunting clothes. In silence, Chen Abian poured three bottles of wine.

The three bottles of wine did not pour into the throat, but slowly fell to the ground.

From an alternative point of view, the recent deaths of the innocent in Arctic City have a certain relationship with it.

Forget it, his drag.

The first drink is an apology.

The second wine is practice.

The third wine is a wish.

May the living be well, the deceased will rest in peace, and the Arctic City may return to peace.