Reopening slowly turned his head and glanced at Mosha with a faint look. His eyes seemed to be looking at an ignorant child: "I naturally know his plan. However, I have carefully investigated that kid. He is extremely protective of his shortcomings and values ​​friendship and loyalty to those he cares about. This time, if he doesn't take action, we will keep our troops in the time being. He can save people in the chaos, and we can kill the enemy in the chaos!"

The corners of the resuscitation raised slightly, revealing a sneer that was not easy to detect, as if he had seen the day when Zhengqitang collapsed and destroyed under their plans.

...

Outside the Zhaixing Tower City, the autumn wind is like crying and complaining, and is swept freely with a hint of coldness. The withered leaves are like butterflies with folded wings, helplessly spinning, and then floating around, falling aimlessly on the cracked land.

This barren land was already filled with a desolate atmosphere, which added a little more desolate and loneliness. Luo Jia and his group gathered here again. They stood quietly on the empty wasteland. The air around them seemed to be tightly held by invisible big hands, solidified so tight that it was airtight, and a sense of depression came to their faces.

After a period of careful care, their aura gradually became stronger from weak and strong, and their past combat power was quietly reviving.

As high-level strong men in Baoyuan realm, their physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and their recovery ability is even more amazing. With the help of precious healing pills, the injuries in their bodies heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, their energy and spirit are becoming more and more full, and their bodies exuded the unique sharp aura of the strong.

"Haha, Luojia, are you satisfied now?" In the crowd, a thin man with a cold face sneered and spoke, the sarcastic curve of the corner of his mouth was like a sharp dagger. He hugged his arms tightly in front of his chest, and the dissatisfaction and accusations bursting out of his eyes were like sharp blades, piercing straight towards Luojia.

"The treasure was taken away by the envoy of the Holy Church. We worked hard and finally got nothing. After we got back, how do you plan to explain it to the Lord?" The man's words were like cold stones, arousing layers of chills on this quiet wasteland.

Luo Jia's face turned pale in an instant, like the gloomy sky before the storm came.

He stood up suddenly, and his aura burst out like a volcano erupting. The powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread around him as the center, causing the air around him to shake and twist, making a "buzzing" sound. His eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of raging fires, and the hot flames seemed to burn everything in front of him.

"I want to go back to Zhengqi Hall!" Luo Jia roared, his voice as deafening as a bell, echoing in the empty wilderness for a long time. "No matter what the price is paid, the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword must be brought back! If you are willing to help me, when you get the sword, I will never embezzle it. I will hand it over to the Lord directly. We will share the rewards we receive at that time!"

Every word of his seemed to be filled with endless anger and determination, echoing in the air, allowing everyone present to feel his firmness.

"How do you believe you?" A short and strong man looked suspicious, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were flashing with a warning light, like a beast that smelled danger. He slowly paced around Luo Jia, looking up and down, as if examining a stranger with ill-hearted intentions. "This kind of thing is nothing to do."

"I, Luojia, can swear with my soul!" Luojia looked solemn, raised her head and chest, and her waist was straight, like a pine tree standing firm and loud. His voice seemed to burst out from the depths of her soul. "If I violate the oath, my soul will be scattered and I will die without a place to bury me!"

The soul vow needs to be engraved into the soul sea. Once it is violated, the depths of the soul will be punished by heaven and will never be restored. Luo Jia's decisive actions are enough to prove that he has been completely ignited by anger and has made up his mind.

"But we are not the opponents of Zhengqi Hall and the Holy Envoy." Although everyone believed Luo Jia's oath, when they thought of Zhengqi Hall's terrifying strength and the unfathomable cultivation of the Holy Envoy, they couldn't help but show fear on their faces and said with a puzzled look on their faces.

"That holy envoy is an invincible existence in the Baoyuan Realm. Although you are the strongest among us, you are just the peak of the Baoyuan Realm." Everyone said and said, and their words were full of worries and hesitation. Although they were unwilling to accept it, facing such a powerful enemy, they really did not dare to take the step to Zhengqi Hall easily.

Just as everyone was in a stalemate, a strange light suddenly flashed in the sky. The light was like a sharp sword, instantly cutting through the suppressed sky.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious teleportation holy pattern emerged out of thin air. Runes flashed on the holy pattern, emitting a strange and gorgeous light, as if connected to another mysterious world. With the flash of light, a figure slowly stepped out of the teleportation holy pattern.

"Everyone, now there is a chance to make you revenge." The visitor put his hands behind him, his figure as straight as a pine, and his expression was calm, as if everything was under his control. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain a special magic, which clearly entered everyone present, "It depends on whether you dare to grasp it!"

"Ling Xiao!"

"It turned out to be you!"

"You also know that the treasure was taken away by the chasing blood of the Holy Church?" After Luo Jia and others saw clearly, their faces showed a look of surprise, their eyes were full of doubt and curiosity, and they couldn't help but frown, and a series of questions blurted out.

"This kind of thing has long been spread throughout Zhaixing Tower City like wildfire. Who else wouldn't know?" Ling Xiao looked calm and a faint smile appeared slightly on the corner of his mouth. His tone seemed to be talking about the breeze in spring and the dewdrops in the morning.

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He raised his head slightly, his eyes slowly looking into the distance, his eyes so deep that it seemed as if he could see through all the secrets in the world, as if nothing in this world could escape his eyes.

"You are planning to use us to help you regain the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword?" Luo Jia's brow frowned into a dead knot, and his eyes flashed like a cheetah's vigilance when he noticed danger.

He took a heavy step forward under his feet, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and his broad chest seemed like an indestructible shield, and his body naturally exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

He stared at Ling Xiao tightly, his sharp eyes were like sharp daggers, as if he was trying to dig out even a slight flaw from Ling Xiao's subtle expression and see through the true thoughts deep in his heart.
Chapter completed!