"Huang Xie!"

Zhong Shenxiu called his butler Huang Xie and instructed him with a serious expression: "This time, the city is not safe, and this is even more so outside the city. You guys, you guys, stay away from me, don't cause trouble, have you heard?"

"yes!"

Although Huang Xie was confused, he still agreed.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a few loud noises from a certain direction in the city, as if a building had collapsed, and there was a faint light of the escape light of the monks in the Gangsha Realm.

This light was driving a bone chariot. The two huge wheels were made of skulls, constantly spitting out green poisonous flames, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring.

The Gangsha monk above had a solemn expression. When he slapped the shaft of the car, the entire frame ran desperately and fled outside the city.

However, before reaching the city gate, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the sky.

This palm is extremely huge, with the power of picking stars and taking the moon. It fell from the sky. With just one beat, a huge palm print was shot out from the clouds.

The frame, together with the monks above, was slapped into the ground like a fly, and was unknown to life and death.

"The Protectorate's Office is doing business, and the idle people are waiting to retreat!"

A sound that could shake the mind suddenly spread.

"The master of the magical power realm of the Protectorate's Mansion."

Zhong Shenxiu said in a low voice.

"Wang..." Huang Xie opened his mouth wide and was completely stunned: "Sir, it's true that it's not peaceful recently, so we must not go out."

This dog was obviously afraid too.

"Just you know."

After sending the person away, Zhong Shenxiu sat cross-legged and began to think about the future path.

He was not ready to get the half of the bone book, otherwise he wouldn't have reported the warehouse so early.

In the martial arts world, Yu Baigu Book has been immersed in many years, and he can fully detect the flaws of this Taoist book. I don’t know if it was the White Bone Scholar who intentionally laid it or whether it was the same as him.

In short, this inheritance may have great flaws and its magical powers will reach its peak.

Even the White Bone Scholar himself followed the steps and practiced the Yuan Dan with hopelessness.

Otherwise, he would not have taken the risk to attack the real person Longhu.

For Zhong Shenxiu, is it a bird's inheritance of the magical power realm?

His own [herder] ability, coupled with the headless earl's resentment spirit, is it equivalent to the realm of magical powers, okay?

Therefore, this inheritance is useless.

Moreover, it is not ruled out that the White Bone Scholar arranged any traps in Black Wind Ridge, and that he would be pulled onto a pirate ship as soon as he went there.

Zhong Shenxiu, who has always been steady, immediately chose to give up and exploded all of this.

"That big hand gives me a very dangerous feeling. Is it true that he is a master of the court?"

"The largest Taoist sect in the world is probably the Second Empire of the Yan Han. This behemoth, even if it is just the strength of Fufeng, is extraordinary..."

"I just don't know how it will evolve next."

He is only responsible for muddling the water. As for how it will change next, it is really hard to calculate the divine calculations of the Heavenly Secret.

All Zhong Shenxiu can do is wait.

...

The Protectorate.

White Tiger Hall.

Feng Xier had a solemn expression and stood at the corner.

Although she is usually majestic, she is in this position in the true core of power of the Protectorate.

Among the lieutenants, she was the first, but there were many generals ahead, as well as the demon-subduing envoys in the Gangsha realm, and the test envoys in the Divine Power Realm...

Of course, there are also monks with supernatural powers in the Great Protector's Mansion.

The top leader among several candidates was a Taoist priest with thin cheeks, dry figure, and wearing a fifth-grade golden Taoist robe.

He closed his eyes slightly, occasionally opening and closing, and the light of divine light leaked made everyone feel awe-inspiring.

This is a great offering personally invited by the Great Protector of the Fufeng Grand Capital Yan Beiling, a fifth-rank Jinque doctor from the Second Emperor of the Yan Han Dynasty, and a true person from Hao Yunzi.

Real people are usually honored by the old monster Yuandan.

However, due to the uneven level of magical powers of cultivators in the supernatural power realm, some cultivators who show their peers can also get this title.

This true man Hao Yunzi is one of them. His magical powers are almost inferior to the true disciples of the Xuanmen Sect.

"Majority Protector is here!"

At this time, accompanied by a majestic shout, many lieutenants bowed their knees and saluted.

The monks and Taoist officials, led by Zhenren Hao Yunzi, had their own Taoist aura and just bowed slightly to look at the person who held the highest power of the Protectorate's Mansion.

Yan Beiling was in his forties and was smart and courageous. He was also very talented in literary and lyrics. He was proficient in many foreign languages. He once served as a special envoy and served as a mission to foreign tribes such as Quanrong. He persuaded several beast tribes to surrender, which was both civil and military. Later, he was promoted to the Great Protector of Fufeng. During his tenure, he had outstanding political achievements.

His skin was dark and his awesome spirit of life and death, he sat down among the many generals and school salutes, which made everyone feel terrified and knew something was going to happen.

"Today, I have gained a lot of useful clues in the city... The most important one is that Zhang Taiyi intends to attack Yuandan, and the white bone scholar and other casual cultivators are coveting it. I want to... mobilize the Black Wind Army to attack the Poison Dragon Cave."

Yan Beiling's voice was solemn, and what he said was not a suggestion, but an order!

"Abide by the order!"

Other generals and lieutenants saluted one after another.

The Black Wind Army is the garrison in Fufeng City and the most elite army in Fufeng Protectorate. The total number is 5,000, which is enough to suppress all dissatisfactions around.

The significance of its movement this time is just to clear obstacles.

The real battle still depends on monks and Taoist officials.

Yan Beiling also thought of this and looked at Hao Yunzi.

"Please rest assured that the vassal officials will follow the army to fight against the unjust..." Hao Yunzi's voice was clear: "That real person, Longhu, I want to meet for a while."

“So very good.”

Yan Beiling nodded.

If an old Yuandan monster was produced among the casual cultivators, the situation of the entire Fufeng Protectorate will change drastically. In terms of influence, it is even more terrifying than the last evil god sacrifice!

Although the last evil god sacrifice case underestimated the remnants, otherwise Feng Xier would not have been allowed to go there, at least a sixth-grade cultivator, that is, a monk who is a supernatural power!

The evil god sacrifices are not the arrival of evil gods, and the pollution and power they release are limited.

And this time, a possible Yuandan master was already able to truly subvert the power of the Protectorate!

Feng Xier also thought of this and looked at real Hao Yunzi.

I don’t know if she had an illusion, but when she looked at the real person, Hao Yunzi seemed to turn her head and looked back at her with a smile on her face.

This strange smile made Feng Xier shudder, and she felt like she was being targeted by some slippery and dangerous poison.

As she watched, the flesh on Hao Yunzi's face rotted and fell, revealing her thick white bones and a pair of half-rotted eyes.

The next moment, she only saw the back of her head. Hao Yunzi's real person had not moved at all and did not look back. It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion.
Chapter completed!