"There are no people?"

A man looked up with a dull face.

In the sky, tiny pieces fell down, covering the sky and the sun.

On the ground, cracks were everywhere, and blood could be seen from time to time. A huge iron ball fell into the ground. Under the iron ball, blood flowed out and penetrated into the soil along the cracks on the ground.

A gust of wind blew, lifting up dust and spreading around.

Many warriors looked stunned.

Silent.

A few people rushed over in a hurry, but they were the descendants of the Panwangzhai Chiman and Us Bailian Tantra who had taken action when suppressing Chen Qian half a month ago.

Since that day, they were hit by Chen Qian's incomplete energy, and their minds retaliated against each other. The true energy and true energy have also lost control, leaving internal injuries. Therefore, they have been in seclusion for the past few days to heal their injuries.

However, there were bursts of waves outside, and the aftermath of Chen Qian's fight with others spread all over the world. Not to mention retreat, even if he hid in the ground, he would feel something, which made several people restless, but when they arrived, it was over.

"What happened? Didn't it mean that the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers was released?"

I still remember the purpose of this, but when Chiman and others saw the scene in front of me, they knew that things might have deviated.

"Madam Wanren, you are..."

As his eyes turned, Chiman's gaze fell on the blood-stained Lady Iron Blade. The latter seemed a little lost, with a listless expression, staring at the blood in front of him.

"This blood..." Chiman and the descendants of Bailian just stared at Mrs. Tiebian for a few glances, and their attention was attracted by the blood. With their perception, it was not difficult to capture abundant fluctuations of vitality from the blood.

"What an amazing vitality and essence of qi and blood! This pool of blood actually contains such abundant fluctuations of vitality. It must be mixed with the essence, blood, and even the hard work of the peak powerful! Whose is it... Hum? Isn't that person a monk with stolen luck!"

The two of them looked slightly deflected, and they noticed that they were not far from the bloodstain. One of them collapsed to the ground, and their pupils immediately shrank.

The man's chest, abdomen and torso have disappeared, becoming a huge hole. His internal organs and flesh are gone, but the person's face is still clearly visible.

That face is familiar to the successor of Bailian and Chiman. They both had seen this person before.

The uncle of the abbot of Xiaofan Temple, the monk stealing fortune!

"Monkey Stealing is dead? Could it be his blood? But the master of Xiaofan Temple died in Zangfeng Villa. How could the old man Wanren ignore it? There are also Chunyang Qizi? Chunyang Dao is the representative of the southern martial arts world, and Xiaofan Temple is a ox-eared person in the northern martial arts world. If this happens, Chunyang Qizi will never show up no matter what."

Thinking of this, several people led by Chiman and the descendants of Bailian looked around.

"And, how could so many people gather here be so quiet that they can be heard? What happened just now? Before I waited here, I could still feel the violent fluctuations of the vitality of heaven and earth, the strong wind and loud noises. How did I come to the place, but it looked like this!"

They didn't take much time from feeling the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth until they arrived, but even so, they still found nothing when they arrived at the place.

As they thought about it, the eyes of the few people fell on the huge iron ball.

Just as the few people were puzzled, the people around them gradually came back to their senses from the shock.

"Why did that Chunyang Ancestor retreat? Does even an ancestor-level figure think he is not Chen Qian's opponent?"

"Everything is dead! This is so scary. I originally thought that Chen Qian was a slightly more powerful young master. Now it seems that he is not a young master, he is clearly a peerless devil!"

"Killing God! Evil Demon! These names are all well-known."

...

As soon as I came to my senses, everyone's discussions gradually sounded, and fear and fear appeared on their faces. While speaking, they left quickly. It seemed that they didn't want to stay here at all.

Although their words were trivial and messy, they were still clearly caught in Chiman and others, which shocked the few people.

"Chen Qian? Wasn't he suppressed by the Heaven and Earth Copper Furnace? How could he escape from it?"

Thinking in my heart, the few people turned their eyes and looked at the copper furnace of heaven and earth in the distance.

At this time, the copper furnace had completely calmed down. From a distance, it looked simple and dilapidated, like a monument.

"Old Man Wanren, Monk of Stealing Luck, Seven Sons of Chunyang, and..." Chiman and the descendants of Bailian looked at each other, and both saw the sadness in each other's eyes. Then they turned their eyes and looked at a pit.

In front of the pit, the unconscious lord of the Tianmen was helped up by several Tianmen disciples, and others could clearly see the tragic situation of the person.

"Even the ancestor Chunyang was activated, but he did not take action and retreated directly. Chen Qian's strength was far beyond our imagination. If we still wanted to take advantage of the situation, we alone would not be enough..."

Chiman and others changed their expressions and thoughtful.

At this moment, seven guards of Zangfeng Villa came through the air. They were originally everywhere, driving the spirit lock formation to restrict the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers. Now the fluctuations of the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers disappeared. Because they were worried about the situation on the copper furnace of heaven and earth, several people came to visit.

"What!"

After a few breaths, the elders learned about the incident from Lady Tiebian. The elders were shocked. First, they looked frightened, but then they looked angry.

"The hatred of destroying the countryside, the hatred of killing the ancestors, and the matter of the king of ten thousand soldiers, both public and private, Chen Qian is the one who must kill me in Zangfeng Villa! It seems that the Qiankong Conference in a month is about to go to the Qiankong Conference!"

An elder gritted his teeth and roared.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from the side—

"If I were you, I wouldn't say this. This is pushing your villa to a dead end."

"who!?"

Hearing this, the elder immediately turned his head and glared at the place where the sound came from.

The purpose is a woman covering her face with a white gauze.

"Hmm? Look at your outfit, it seems like Fairy Meng who came to the villa to ask for weapons two years ago, Qiu Meng!" The old man had reached the innate level of cultivation, and his memory was extraordinary. Just a glance, he recognized his identity from Qiu Meng's outfit and breath.

But then, his face changed and he caught a trace of unusual smell from Qiu Meng.

"Your breath fluctuates very much. This is a manifestation of improvement in realm! Could it be that I have realized something when I saw the battle just now? But what do you mean by that sentence?"

Qiu Meng didn't care and shook her head and said, "How could I make progress, but Chen Qian's current realm is improving by leaps and bounds, and he will soon reach an unpredictable level. Now, even Master Chunyang has to worry about what level he can reach soon. In fact, it is not something we can imagine. With his personality, you insist on going against him, and there is only a dead end. What you are afraid of is that not only you have to pay the price, but even the entire Zangfeng Villa will be removed from the list!"

"Just!" The elder changed his color, "How could the thousand-year inheritance of Zangfeng Villa be cut off by one person? On the contrary, why did you know that Chen Qian's realm has increased greatly? Wait, you are the successor of Lingxiu, maybe... the linkage of orifices!"

Qiu Meng sighed: "I don't know which family has an older inheritance than the Kaiyang Sect compared to the Zangfeng Villa; which company has a greater power compared to the Shuntian Gang; which company has a stronger power compared to the Jiuquan Sect? As for the linkage of orifices, it is true, but just now, the connection between my orifices and Chen Qian has reached its limit, and the connection between me and Chen Qian has been interrupted."

"The limit of the orifice? The contact was interrupted?" The elder's face changed drastically, but before he could reply again, Qiu Meng shook his sleeves, and the five-colored flowers drifted away, and the person was gone.

"This is... the Flower Falling Art. Her realm is close to the peak of her innate realm. Is it all because of the orifice linkage? Then..."

At this moment, Mrs. Iron Blade's voice came-

"Just as she said. It is my responsibility to take place this time because of Pan Gan. It has caused such a huge loss. You must not make mistakes again and again. There will be no conflict between Zangfeng Villa and Chen Qian in the future!"

"How can this be done! This hatred..." Hearing this, several elders opposed it. In their opinion, this was unacceptable to Zangfeng Villa.

"Of course, you must avenge your revenge, but you cannot be in the name of Zangfeng Villa," said Mrs. Tie Ren, stepping forward, "I will avenge Chen Qian the murder of his ancestors as a descendant of the Pan family!"

"But, it's up to you alone." The elder shook his head.

"Don't worry, everyone, I want to ask that person to come out of the mountain." Mrs. Tie Ren's eyes were firm and she looked like she could not be refuted by others.

When the others heard this, they took a breath.

"In this way, you..."

"If I let my fifth brother take over as the owner of the manor, I will not give anyone a warning."

Hearing this, the elders looked depressed, but there was no way.

……………………

Most of the warriors had dispersed around.

In a corner, a short and thin Taoist priest wandered, his eyes always swept around the huge iron ball, and fell on the ground from time to time.

There were several beads embedded on the ground.

On the other side, Huang Caiyun pulled Bing Ling and chattered endlessly.

"Brother Chen Qian is surprised every time. It seems that he has to make friends in the future and let him take action to kill all the old guys from the other four systems, so I can directly sit in the position of the Five Poisons Master."

Bing Ling shook her head, not interrupting the other party's beautiful dream.

Sudden!

stop!

She stopped and turned to look aside.

"Huh? What's wrong with sister?" Huang Caiyun stopped talking, looked puzzled, and followed Bing Ling's gaze.

The purpose is to have a small piece of cold light that is only the length of the finger, embedded on the ground, shrinking and rising.

"This is..." Huang Caiyun's pupils tightened.

Bing Ling next to him took a step, walked over, bent down, and picked up the cold beam.

Whoosh!

The powerful fluctuations of thought followed the palm of the hand and rushed into the depths of the Bing Ling's consciousness.

swing!

Bing Ling's hat was rippled open, revealing a pale, elegant and cold face. The bright eyes revealed a tough look, and a cold light was beating in it.
Chapter completed!