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Volume 7: Trial of Hundred Tribes] Movement

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The news suddenly spread for some reason, and now it has spread the territory of those small tribes and spread to the entire spiritual continent, attracting countless monks to move. Anyone who relies on it sets off to go at this moment.

Qing Lingzi briefly introduced it, then suddenly turned a deep voice and said, "It would be fine if it was just like this, but I have a close friend who was the master in the auction hall of the Eastern Manchu Shangyuan. He went to the gate of the ruins and occasionally saw strange signs in the heaven and earth. The strange signs were covered by the colorful lights, and the stripes of grass appeared. The strange fragrance was vaguely visible in the colorful lights. This grass grew in seven leaves, which was seven colors, just like the strange signs. According to historical records, this sign was the manifestation of the seven spirits and seven colors. Because I mentioned to my friends that the seven spirits and seven colors were paid attention to the seven spirits and seven colors, he immediately sent a message to me after learning about this. According to his inference, there must be a mature seven spirits and seven colors in the ruins."

Speaking of this, the old monster hesitated a little and said, "But in addition to identifying a Tao, my close friend is also a scholarly person who can predict good and bad disasters. According to him, under his Dharma eyes, the ruins here are bloody and strong evil spirits, and there is a faint sense of death energy hidden in it. If this place is opened, there may be opportunities, but it will definitely cause a bloody storm and a great killing disaster. When endless creatures die, blood will sprinkle the sky and soak the earth! I informed this matter, just hope that the adults can consider more in their hearts whether they should go to this ruins."

As he fell, the private room was quiet. Xiao Chen frowned slightly, his eyes were filled with uncertainty, and his thoughts were obviously rumbling rapidly. Since Qing Lingzi was so serious, he was definitely not lying to do anything. If this matter was true, there must be many killing disasters and crises in the ruins. But the seven-spirited and colorful yinyang huā is something he must have obtained. Even if he knew that there were many dangers in the future and the killing disasters were endless, he would not be able to retreat because of this. Moreover, he was seeking wealth and dangers in danger, and the opportunity was obtained. A monk had to go through many hardships to break the wind and walk forward. If he knew that there were disasters and disasters ahead and was deterred, this life achievement was destined to be limited.

The seven-spirited and colorful yinyang huā Xiao Chen must get it. Now that he has news, he cannot miss it, so there is no need to think too much. Besides, with his current cultivation level, what can he do if he is afraid of the killing disaster? He can't hurt him at all!

With a firm mind, Xiao Chen stood up and bowed, "Since I have already received the news of the Seven Spirits and Seven Colors Yin Yang huā, I am about to set off to the ruins. I just hope that fellow Taoist Qing Lingzi will hide the news of this matter for the time being, which is a great help to me."

Qing Lingzi hurriedly bowed and said, "Don't worry, Lord Xiao Chen, the news of this matter was secretly transmitted to me by my old friend. I have asked him to deliberately suppress some time to convey information. I believe it will take some time for the matter to be transmitted to our human territory. However, this matter is extremely powerful and cannot be concealed. I just hope to help the adults get more time."

"In addition, according to my close friend's speculation, this ruin has just shown signs of breaking through the formation and sealing town and floating on the ground. It can only be opened after it completely rushes out of the ground, and the time will be at least half a year. According to the news, I have only been more than February, and there is plenty of time. Lord Xiao Chen doesn't have to be too anxious."

Xiao Chen nodded after hearing this, bowed slightly, and turned around and strode away with Qing Lingzi and the other two respectfully returned the favor. Now he is about to leave the human territory and go to the ruins. Although he has plenty of time, it is always good to make some preparations early. Moreover, before he leaves, some things need to be dealt with urgently. As his thoughts turn, Xiao Chen leaves the Shangyuan Auction Hall and waves tore up the space and leaves.

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In the Elders' Hall, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, this old monster ranks high above the top, Xiao Chen stood below, "Master, the disciple urgently needs to get the seven-spirited and colorful yinyang huā. Now he is coming to say goodbye to the master and will set off soon."

After thinking about it, Xiao Chen decided to be honest with the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords. He did this to prove that he still respects him as a master in his heart, and also hopes to get the promise of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords to take care of the Xiao Mansion after he leaves to avoid oppression. After all, although the Xiao Mansion is strong at the moment, there are no real peak powers besides him. Moreover, this time he went to the mysterious ruins and would take away most of the power in his hand. In this way, the Xiao Mansion would be empty and weak. But if he had the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords to take care of him, he would naturally have no worries.

"What happened to the Eastern Manchus and the Western Barbarians?" The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords frowned slightly. The news had not yet arrived at this moment, and even the Great Elders were not aware of it at all. "According to what you said, once the news of the ruins here broke out, it would definitely attract countless powerful people from the tribes to gather. If your identity is revealed, the consequences may not be good."

The peerless genius of the human race, a peerless genius who can only be produced in billions of years. Xiao Chen’s reputation is not only famous among the human race, but also by hundreds of millions of monks in the spiritual world who have heard of his name. What’s more, Xiao Chen’s fierce attack on the ancestor of the Duan family, the origin of the thunder was revealed. Although the matter was soon calmed down, such important news must not be hidden from the eyes and ears of the alien races in the human race. When the matter spreads, it made countless powerful aliens restless.

After all, every extra cultivator who has mastered the origin may give the race an extra powerful force in the ancient realm in the future. What's more, with Xiao Chen's cultivation level, it is almost certain to be promoted to the ancient realm in the future. It has become a thorn in the eyes of many alien races, and they will be able to get rid of it quickly. If they know that Xiao Chen left the human territory and went to the ruins, there will definitely be a powerful alien who will take action, and they will rob Xiao Chen's origin and kill him!

Xiao Chen knew the meaning of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, and immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Master, don't worry. The disciple went there this time to change his face. As long as he was careful, he would definitely not be noticed strange. Moreover, with the disciple's current cultivation level, he should really work hard. Even if a powerful person in the ancient realm takes action personally, he may not be able to leave me. Besides, these seven-spirited and seven-colored yinyang huā are extremely important to the disciple, so please agree."

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords looked at Xiao Chen's face full of firmness, and then sighed for a moment, saying, "Since you have decided, I will not advise you to stop, but remember to keep your identity confidential. If you don't do anything, you will retreat immediately. You must not be in love with a fight."

"As for the matter after you leave, I will take care of me for everything I need to do. As long as I am still there, no one can bully them at all."

Xiao Chen got the promise he wanted, and his face suddenly felt a sense of emotion, he bowed deeply, and turned around and retreated. However, just as his figure was about to step out of the palace, another voice of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords came, "You must be careful when you leave the tribe territory, and do not make this happen. You can claim to be in seclusion and practice, otherwise there will be some troubles."

Xiao Chen paused slightly, respectfully saying yes, then he left with a slight smile on his lips. Even if the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords did not remind him, he had already thought that he had made many enemies in the human race, and there were definitely many people who wanted to let him die. Although they could not do anything to him, they would definitely not mind killing him with the hands of others. However, he had already thought of a solution to this, and everything would be tomorrow. I believe that under such circumstances, no one would pay attention to him.

After leaving the palace of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, Xiao Chen used his secret technique to ask the Lord of Xingchen to meet outside the ancestral city. The two of them discussed secretly for a long time before they left.

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The sun rises eastward, and the hustle and bustle of the ancestral city still does not mean that it will cool down. Some monks are busy returning to their residences for a night to cultivate, while others are also pushing them out and integrating into the vast monks.

The ancestral city is the never-ending city among the human race!

However, in this bustling and noisy city, some places have always been quiet, and few people dare to disturb them, such as the Elders Hall representing the highest authority of the human race, such as the garden with respect and unprovoked status, such as the quiet and majestic house on the bank of shallow water lake... Although the Xiao Mansion is an emerging human race, it has completely established a foothold in the human race in a very arrogant way with its powerful power, and cannot be underestimated by any monk. Even though the mansion has been silent for 300 years and has not made a powerful sound again, no monk dares to come and be voluntarily within a thousand miles of power around the bank of shallow water lake.

On the long street close to the shallow lake, most of the monks living in the ancestral city live here have an inexplicable sense of pride. Although they have nothing to do with the Xiao Mansion, they are honored to be able to live close to this powerful human force. They subconsciously sweep the mansion several times every day, and their eyes are full of awe.

Lan Shiqian is the owner of a shop in Donglin Street. Since Lord Xiao opened a government office by the shallow lake, the business of the entire Donglin Street merchants has risen a lot, and he is naturally a beneficiary. Therefore, he has a little bit of awe of the Xiao Mansion. Today, he sent off an old customer. Lan Shiqian negotiated a big business and bowed to the Xiao Mansion as usual to express his gratitude. After all, the booming business today is all thanks to others. Lan Shiqian is not a ignorant person who is ungrateful. However, when his eyes fell, his body suddenly stiffened, his mouth trembled, and his face was pale in an instant.

This...what big thing happened? Is there a large-scale battle between forces?

The strong and graceful courtyard by the shallow lake suddenly opened, and the forbidden path light flashing above the courtyard completely disappeared. Teams of men wearing uniform armor, and the army of monks with standard magic weapons slowly came out silently, like dense and silent mercury passing across the ground. Although silent, it could give people unbearable pressure. It seemed that the next moment, the army of monks would suddenly attack and tear all the creatures in their sight to pieces. The powerful and domineering aura burst out from their bodies, turning into evil auras that soared into the sky, filling the entire sky!

At this moment, not only Lan Shiqian saw the scene, the faces of countless monks on the surrounding long street were all dull, and then their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Countless monks in the entire ancestral city now clearly sensed the explosion of this momentum! There were also countless old monsters in seclusion, and suddenly stood up and looked at the shallow water lake. The divine light flashed like it was penetrated through the endless space, bringing everything into your eyes!

What exactly does Xiao Mansion, which has been silent for 300 years and has not had any noise at all, want to do today?

For a moment, the entire ancestral city changed, and the Xiao Mansion once again became the focus of countless ancestral city cultivation in just a short moment. A long-lost jittery appeared in their hearts. Although they didn't know what happened, the Xiao Mansion's move must have been a shocking thing. Now it started with such a huge momentum, which is obviously not an ordinary thing! Countless monks in the ancestral city hurriedly headed straight to the shallow water lake through teleportation arrays. They wanted to know what the army of monks that appeared in the Xiao Mansion was going to do!

20 The cultivation of Xiao Mansion, a unified armored magic weapon, was silently moving over the void, and the surging evil spirit condensed into dark clouds and mist, rising to cover the sky and the earth, blocking the light of the sun, making people's eyes shook!

Where are they going?

Countless monks followed the light from afar, and many powerful monks came to bet on divine thoughts. At this moment, they were all confused.
Chapter completed!