And this Ming Fan is exactly a brother that Lin Chen made when he was in the mortal world, the two almost didn't say anything, and later the two of them stepped into the divine realm and entered the divine realm together, and it can be said that a large part of the credit for the Xuanyuan Temple was brought down by Ming Fan.

After Lin Chen woke up that day, he felt Tianyao's breath as soon as he woke up and ran out, so it was not difficult to be surprised that the name Ming Fan was a little vague.

Shi Chen shook his head and told everything after Lin Chen sat down: "......"

After Lin Chen on the side listened, his brows furrowed tightly, and thoughts flew in his mind, which was not a good thing for Lin Chen.

When the search team of the Xuan Hades Temple used divine power to clean up the battlefield, they found that there was no sign of Ming Fan's death at all, so it could only be said that Ming Fan was missing.

With Lin Chen's trust in Ming Fan, it is impossible for him to betray himself and betray the Xuanyin Temple, and the biggest possibility is that he was captured by others.

But how could the strength of the Minister of the Interior of the Dignified Hall be inferior?

Since that battle, although the vitality of the Xuanyin Temple has been greatly damaged, there are still many strong people, and Ming Fan's strength is second only to Lin Chen.

How could such a big living person disappear?

What Lin Chen was worried about was that no matter how much Ming Fan's strength grew, as long as he didn't have the gain of the Dominating Heart, he would sooner or later fall between heaven and earth.

It's been so long, if it weren't for the fact that there was a mastery to ease the flow of time, Lin Chen would have disappeared by now.

Now hearing this bad news, even Lin Chen's steely heart will have a trace of scratches, after all, Lin Chen is also a human being, he will also have feelings, and this kind of feelings cannot be erased by time.

But now is not the time to sensationalize, there is a reason why Lin Chen brought Shi Chen and Shi Ai out to eat skewers tonight.

When he was in the city bureau before, Lin Chen planted a seed of consciousness in the old man of the dead wood, as long as the old man of the dead wood did not lose consciousness, even if he ran out of the earth, Lin Chen would be able to find him.

I'm afraid that the old man of Deadwood would not have thought of this even if he wanted to break his head.

After all, the seed of consciousness is a tracking martial art that has long been extinct in ancient times, and in modern civilization, at most, it will be recorded in some ancient books.

Sure enough, the old man didn't realize that he had been tracked down and returned to his family defenselessly.

Lin Chen consciously paid attention to the location where the old man of the dead wood finally stayed, and immediately reacted, I said that how could so many people sent out by the Qingcheng Army not find a single clue about the True Yuan Auction.

Since the nest of the True Yuan Auction was in S Province, and it was on a mountainside not far from Jiang City, this really surprised Lin Chen.

It's like the old man of the dead wood didn't think that he was being planted with the seed of subconscious.

Lin Chen spent so many days searching, but he didn't find any information, it turned out that the True Yuan Auction had always been in front of his eyes.

Combined with the previous ones, Lin Chen became more and more convinced that the position where the old man of the dead wood was staying at the moment was the lair of the True Yuan Auction.

No wonder the old man was able to arrive at the city bureau in such a short time during the day today, at first Lin Chen thought that the Zhenyuan auction would be arranged in Jiang City, but it seemed that he had miscalculated.

However, what made Lin Chen a little strange was that the nest of the Zhenyuan Auction was in Jiang City, why did the people of Qingchengjun not find it?

Did you really not think of it?

A thousand seventh-order ancient martial artists were full of spirit, uniformly wearing black battle armor, all of them were sometimes selected from the underworld by the two of them one by one.

Lin Chen looked at the sky, the sun had gradually risen, and it was the most suitable time to rush in, which could be regarded as an auspicious day for the Zhenyuan Auction to be destroyed.

Today he brought so many people, and he didn't plan to do it himself, it was too cheap, and the Zhenyuan auction was a puppy in Lin Chen's eyes from beginning to end.

Lin Chen is like a lion.

As for dogs, the daily pleasure is to tease the lion, but the lion doesn't want to deal with the dog.

But the dog doesn't care what the lion thinks, he keeps teasing, and today the lion can't help it, and is ready to kill the dog, let it stop forever, and tell the dog a truth: the lion doesn't play with the dog, this is a matter of principle.

Seeing that the hour was about the same, Lin Chen waved his left hand forward, and when the hour on the side saw it, he immediately stood up and gave an order: "All the soldiers listen to the order, follow me into the place, and capture everyone alive." ”

For a while, the whole scene was dusty, and the No. 1,000 soldiers marched in an orderly manner according to the previous strategic deployment under the leadership of Shi Chen Shi Ai.

It seems that these more than 1,000 soldiers have not been unfamiliar with the long-term seal at all.

In an instant, more than a thousand people had already disappeared from Lin Chen's sight.

According to Shi Ai's infiltration detection last night, the old nest of the True Yuan Auction is located in the middle basin of this mountain range, and Lin Chen, who is walking behind, has seen a lot of forest white bones on the way here, thinking that it should be the reason why there are many beasts here.

But the more he got to the back, the more Lin Chen felt that something was wrong, and through the internal force, Lin Chen felt that there were some white bones that were left behind not long after they had just been eaten by the beast.

And at this moment, Lin Chen suddenly saw a familiar mark, a mark that was so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar.

The totem of the Temple of the Underworld!

This is a mark that every soldier of the Xuanyin Hall will have, which is condensed by Lin Chen with purple gold internal force, and has the benefit of changing innate qualifications.

Even after death, this mark will be left on the bones in order to distinguish the number of dead in the Xuan Hades Temple.

I didn't expect Lin Chen to see this totem again here today.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chen's purple qi suddenly burst out, and the original black and white pupils turned into purple evil qi pupils again, as if he had changed into a person.

"The Iron Warrior who has been running for my Xuanyin Temple all his life, died here today?" Lin Chen said to himself.

There are tens of millions of soldiers in the Xuan Hades Palace, and after the last battle, there are less than one million left, although Lin Chen may not be a person who loves soldiers like a son.

But these soldiers of the Xuanyin Temple all have his hard work, the marks on their bodies are condensed by him one by one, and the battle armor they wear is created by him one by one.

Maybe Lin Chen looks very indifferent on the outside, but those who know him know that this is just what he is used to, and only those who have really witnessed Lin Chen's growth know what he went through on the way he grew up to make him what he is now.

Now a good Xuancheng Palace Qingchengjun, since he said that he died here, how can Lin Chen be worthy of the Qingcheng Army, how can he be worthy of the tens of thousands of Xuancheng Temple soldiers who have not yet woken up.

To tell the truth, these people have not enjoyed a day of happiness since they entered the selection team, after Lin Chen sat down, they could completely choose to quit the Xuanming Temple and find a secluded place to spend the rest of their lives in peace, but they still chose to stay in the Xuanming Palace, and this was an endless time.