However, this matter cannot be blocked if they want to.

The death of a Venerable was such a big thing. If they wanted to hide it, the best they could do was to keep the people below from knowing. Other hall masters, helmsmen, and some high-ranking officials would certainly be able to find out about it easily.

Chen Jinding glanced at the corpse not far away, swept away with his consciousness, and found that the other party did not even leave Yang Shen behind.

He couldn't help but became angry and shouted: "Master of the Sixteenth Hall!"

Leave with a puff of sleeves.

…

"Master, I can walk by myself."

Chen Zhizai lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him, and beside him was Meng Zhi who was carrying him out of the branch hall.

Meng Zhi said with a smile: "Since you can walk by yourself, just take a walk."

Chen Zhizai not only came to his senses, but also because he was afraid of Meng Zhi. A venerable man, he would kill as soon as he was told.

The other gang members didn't see it, but he saw everything clearly. The 'old dragon' walked out of the darkness, holding a knife. It was easier to kill the venerable than to kill a chicken. He just raised the knife and dropped it.

Regardless of whether he has a high level of cultivation or some background, it at least shows that their hall leader is not a weakling.

I just don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.

Chen Zhizai shook his head slightly.

He was a assigned person and had no choice.

Chen Zhizai said: "Master, you have used your power to kill people, so be careful."

"I see."

"But...you have to kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

Mengzhi asked Mr. Hu for his opinion on this matter.

What if there is really no way to break the situation? Should we just keep waiting and endure it?

He felt that Mr. Hu must have clever methods, and with Mr. Hu's unpredictable city, he would definitely be able to come up with a good solution.

However, unexpectedly, Mr. Hu did not play any other tricks, but told him that if he was in trouble, he would just fight his way out.

Coincidentally, Meng Zhi thought so too.

The two hit it off immediately.

Tushanjun also made full preparations for this attack.

Otherwise, with Lord Donghai's aura, even if he had a body made of soul flags, he would not be able to frighten Chen Jinding.

To this end, Tushanjun made two preparations.

If you really can't scare the opponent, then ask Chuiyun to give him a blow.

…

Stone Palace.

Candles are brightly lit.

A tall figure came from the door.

This person was wearing a thick cloak and a hood.

After An Ran sat down, he said: "You are so anxious to inform me."

"Has it been found?"

"The treasure of the Soul Flag with the weapon spirit appears again."

The monk on the other side threw over a jade slip and said: "Thirty years ago, a tiger tomb appeared in the fortress space near the ancient city. Many people gathered there that day, and Marquis Lu Xin was one of them. He also gave me a spiritual stone and asked me to organize it.

The genius among them helped him capture a treasure from the Tiger Tomb."

"That treasure is said to be related to the mythical beast White Tiger."

"However, we are not interested in the white tiger beast."

The monk in a thick cloak smiled. It wasn't that he wasn't interested, but he just thought it was impossible, or he had already found out that the treasure had nothing to do with the mythical white tiger.

He really doesn't care about the mythical beast White Tiger. He only cares about one thing, and that is...

"You know, that's not what I want to hear."

The monk in a thick cloak waved his hand.

"certainly."

"Marquis Lu Xin returned in disgrace. Even one of the geniuses of our organization, Zhao Wudao, died on the spot. The man who took action was very tall, with a green face and fangs, and red hair."

The monk used his magic power to activate the jade slip in his hand, and a tall figure came into view.

The image man looks down upon the world.

Like the world's banished immortals, the Demon Lord of the Abyss!

As soon as he saw the image, the monk in a thick cloak immediately sat up straight: "Weapon Spirit?!"

"good."

"It is the weapon spirit that appeared in the City of All Things."

"May I say one more thing, that weapon spirit treasure is only a top-grade Taoist weapon. Even if the weapon spirit itself is very intelligent and has a cultivation level comparable to that of a candidate Taoist, its ultimate achievement will not be too high."

The monk wearing a thick cloak smiled calmly: "I don't need you to worry about it."

Mana flourishes.

He casually took the jade slip in his hand.

The cloaked monk asked, "Where is he now?"

"Still under investigation."

The cloaked man seemed to be a little disappointed and shook his head.

His head is big.

When shaken like this, it looks even bigger.
Chapter completed!