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Chapter 1645

Everyone followed Qincheng all the way to the Immortal Palace. They leaned slightly behind and surrounded Qincheng in the middle like stars arching the moon, heading Qincheng. Many people were full of admiration for Qincheng.

Everyone knows that if there were no Qincheng, they would not have had this opportunity at all.

When they arrived at the villa halfway up the mountain, the disciples of the Wendao Sect were confused when they saw hundreds of warriors coming together.

But the jade tokens presented by everyone were extremely real.

"Why are you still standing there? Take us in." Xue Zhuang thrust his chest and slapped the counter.

"People, please follow me."

The disciple communicated with the token for a moment, then smiled and took everyone into the Immortal Palace.

The other person hurried down the mountain to inform the news.

"Deacon, letting these local buns occupy the Immortal Palace courtyard is simply a shame for us to ask the Dao Sect."

"You and I can handle these things. I will tell Mr. Zhao."

Deacon Xu also had a gloomy face and stood up and left.

"Those bastards!"

After listening to Deacon Xu's report, Zhao Youtian's room directly smashed his beloved jade artifact to pieces.

He was panting, and his hatred for Qin Cheng was already overwhelming.

Zhao Youtian was born as a pride of heaven, and his eldest brother was a genius in the Inquiry Sect, so Zhao Youtian was like growing up in a honey pot. Everyone obeyed him, and a few enemies were also better than him.

For example, these wastes I look down on today, dare to clamor in person, and this is the first time in his life.

"What's that guy's name? Have you found it clear?" Zhao Youtian looked at Deacon Xu suddenly, and his blood-red eyes made the other person's heart tremble.

"Young Master Zhao, the name left by that man is Cheng Qin, but it may also be a pseudonym." Deacon Xu said.

"Cheng Qin...I've never heard of such a person, but no matter who he is, I'll want him to die if he angers me." Zhao Youtian hummed lowly, his fists clattered.

"But, what method?" Zhao Youtian narrowed his eyes and asked the Daozong to hold a grand event. It is naturally impossible to kill people in public.

"Brother Zhao, the person who offended you is called Cheng Qin?"

At this moment, a figure walked in with a smile.

"Xiong Quan, what are you here to do?" Zhao Youtian frowned when he saw the visitor.

"If Brother Zhao's enemies are Cheng Qin, I can cooperate with you." Xiong Quan grinned and sat next to him.

"You have a grudge against him too?" Zhao Youtian said.

"It's not just me, your elder brother Zhao Ding, was seriously injured by him."

Xiong Quan's words made Zhao Youtian's face suddenly change. He stepped forward and lifted Xiong Quan up directly.

"You're serious?"

If you ask the Daozong, who is closest to him, it is naturally the eldest brother Zhao Ding, who has always taken good care of him.

This time, Zhao Ding was seriously injured and returned to the sect and went into seclusion, so Zhao Youtian didn't know who hurt his elder brother.

"There is a lie, thunder strikes."

Xiong Quan's pupils shrank slightly and he quickly spoke.

At this moment, he felt a stormy murderous intent. If Zhao Youtian was willing, he would have died.

Then he talked about what happened to the ancient body refining sect.

Zhao Youtian's face was full of murderous intent.

"This person deserves to die."

"That's right, so I'm here this time to give advice to Brother Zhao." Xiong Quan said with a smile.

"If you ask the Dao Sect, you can't use force. Is there any way to kill this person?" Zhao Youtian said disdainfully.


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