"Who are you!"
Being disturbed like this, the elder brother of the aristocratic family turned around and saw a young man with short black hair leaning against the window in the corner by the window, drinking tea while blowing the wind.
He ran over angrily.
He waved his fist as if to hit him, but when the boy turned around, he suddenly discovered that there was a blood-red vertical eye on the boy's forehead.
Looking at that bloody pupil, in an instant, my whole body was icy cold, like falling into an abyss.
"What are you going to do?"
Ling Xiao put down the teacup in his hand and looked at him calmly.
"No... nothing!"
The young man in brocade clothes forced a smile on his face, and took two steps back: "Hehehe, I bought this little brother's tea, sorry for the trouble!"
The young man in brocade clothes left.
The strong man named Jiu Mazi glanced suspiciously at where Ling Xiao was, hesitated, then turned and left.
The rest of the people saw that they had no fun to watch.
They continued to sit down, drinking tea and discussing.
"The military restriction order..."
Ling Xiao bowed his head and put this matter behind him for a moment.
He picked up a cup of tea, but at this moment, accompanied by violent vibrations, billows of black smoke rose from outside the city.
in an instant.
The women's panicked screams, the sound of pushing and shoving, and the rumble of the city gate collapsing came from outside the window one after another.
"It's a monster. The concentration of this kind of magic energy is at least equivalent to a real monster in the realm of a great master!"
Ling Xiao's expression changed, he turned over and jumped out of the window, and walked towards the direction where the devilish energy came from alone.
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north.
On the endless red Gobi, the desolate and uninhabited land, the smoky sunset, the cold wind howling.
This is a real death zone.
The vitality is thin and the environment is harsh. Even the strong in the guru realm can't live here for a long time.
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However, there were five figures falling on this wasteland where no one disturbed them all year round.
Two of them were wearing colorful clothes, they were the two white-browed elders of the Witch God Sect, and they were on the left.
The other two were dressed in gray clothes, entwined with traces of demonic energy, and what they practiced was precisely the magic technique of Samsara Sea.
And the one in the middle, tall and tall, wearing a blood-colored robe, is the patriarch of the Nangong family, Nangong Yanmo.
These people's aura is so strong that from a distance, it looks like several rounds of sun. Just standing there, the aura naturally overflowing from their bodies has already begun to change and distort the surrounding environment.
"Is this the original world? Compared with the new world, the environment is indeed extremely harsh."
The elder of the Witch God Cult fell to the ground.
Looking at the barren scene in front of him, feeling the pitiful vitality in this world, one of them couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
If it weren't for the task assigned by the sage master.
As well as the possible opportunities for sanctification, he would never come to such a remote and desolate place.
"This is the Gobi area, so the environment is naturally not much better."
I heard the complaints of the elders of the Witch God Cult.
Nangong Yanmo couldn't help but sarcastically frowned.
"Oh? Will the situation in the prosperous area of Daxia be better?"
Hearing this, the elder of the Witch God Cult asked with a ruddy face and a curious look, raising his eyebrows.
"That's natural... But compared with the new world, it will still be much worse!"
Nangong Bamo replied.
He looked at the people in front of him, with a thoughtful look on his slightly old face. Among the people in front of him, the two in Samsara Sea were the result of negotiations between him and the saint, and the two elders of the Witch God Sect were walking through gray Encountered when the fog was high on the wall.
In the new world, there are not many saints in the human race.
Both the Witch God Sect and the Sea of Reincarnation are the inheritance of cults, and the semi-sage elders are naturally familiar with each other. After talking with each other, they decided to go together.
"We agreed in advance!"
Nangong Momo took a step forward, with a gloomy face, looked at the elders of the Witch God Sect and Samsara Sea, and said coldly:
"This time I'm going to the new world. I want the dragon chair. After I become the master of the origin world, the conditions I promised you will naturally be fulfilled one by one!"
"Hope you can remember what you said today."
An elder from Samsara Sea said flatly, "The dragon chair can be given to you, but what we want is the real dragon hidden in Daxia!"
"Hey hey... what our sage master wants is Da Xia's dragon veins."
The elder of the Witch God Sect in colorful clothes said hastily.
Seeing that several people's attention was focused on him, he said again: "If possible, we want to arrest another person."
"who?"
Nangong Yanmo turned around and asked.
"It should be a princess. She has some virtues. She offended our master, but we can't let her go easily!"
The elder of the Witch God added.
As for the matter that his sage master was injured that day, he naturally didn't mention it at all. After all, it was related to the face of the witch god.
"Oh... I didn't expect there to be such a character in this world of origin."
A curious look appeared on the face of an elder in Samsara Sea.
He is tall, 2.3 meters tall, and looks middle-aged, but the skin on his body is blue-gray, which looks very weird.
"The few disciples we sent to capture the real dragon were lost in the world of origin. If there is no accident, I am afraid that it was the princess you mentioned who did it."
"It's just a yellow-haired girl!"
Hearing the conversation of several people, Nangong Bamo snorted coldly.
"If you defeat a few ineffective martial arts masters, you'll be nothing more than an ordinary half-saint. We have nothing to be afraid of!"
"You're right!"
The tall half-sage of Samsara Sea nodded in response.
"Then what should we do next?"
Everyone's attention is focused on Nangong Momo. He was born in the world of origin and is most familiar with everything here. In addition, he forcibly ventured into the Sea of Reincarnation before. I don't know what kind of opportunity he got during the period, and the strength he displayed is more than half ordinary. St.
Convincing enough.
"plan?"
Nangong Yanmo waved his hand and laughed loudly, with blood flying around his body, as if he was sobbing: "In the face of absolute strength, all tricks are pale and futile."
He looked at the vast land in front of him.
Imagine what a joyful scene it will be when he dominates the world of origin and establishes a new deal for the human race in the future.
He couldn't help but say with arrogance:
"We don't need a plan, we just need to go straight to Huanglong when the time comes!"
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