"Lord Hui Sword Saint, Han Chenren should be at the headquarters of the Black Dragon Society, is the Lord ready to take action in person?" Junichiro walked into the secret room and looked up at the old man sitting there with a cautious expression.

The other party is the second sword saint of Dongying, hook to kill the sword saint, and the ghost sect to hook and kill. Although his ranking is the second Sword Master, in terms of overall strength, he is definitely not weaker than the First Sword Master.

Therefore, the foreign minister's power controlled by him is on a par with the prime minister's power controlled by the First Sword Master. There has always been a balance between the two.

Both sides are happy to see this balance, after all, there are constraints and competition before development. Even for some open and secret battles between the two, they all adopt a laissez-faire attitude.

However, when the danger reached the root, they would come out to stop it, and this time, when the infighting between the two was about to develop violently, the sword saints belonging to the two camps stood up.

Of course, the main reason is that they have encountered a great enemy that can only be encountered in a hundred years, or even a thousand years.

His appearance not only broke the balance of power between the foreign minister and the prime minister, but also continuously killed the three major sword saints who belonged to the symbol of Dongying's strength.

For the remaining Sword Saints, it was a provocation by Chi Guoguo, even a mockery.

"I have my own plans, so you don't have to worry about this. Okay, you go down. Glancing at Junichiro Mitsui, the Hook Sword Master waved at him.

Looking at Junichiro, who turned to leave, his eyes moved slightly, and he said again: "Before you go on the expedition, remember to go to the Jingguo Shrine to pray for blessings! ”

"My subordinates understand!" Junichiro Mitsui heard this, and hurriedly bowed back. This time he didn't stop any longer, turned and walked out.

When the other party disappeared outside the door, the essence of the Ghost Sect's eyes swelled over, and the corners of his mouth hung a sneer: "Han Chen, since you have provoked me to win the east, then let you know how powerful this Sword Saint is." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a ripple of energy appeared on his body, and this ripple raged around in the blink of an eye.

The furnishings in the entire chamber were turned into powder under this ripple of energy, and the intense energy raged in the chamber, forming a miniature tornado.

This tornado was close to the Ghost Sect, but it passed by him, and it did not affect him in any way.

"Ghost Sect! It seems that you have too much strength, and there is no place to vent! The enemy is in the Black Dragon Society, so it is better to go to the meeting together." How about we make a bet by the way? If anyone can kill this person first, the other side will give up half of their power? What do you think?"

At this moment, a voice echoed faintly in the secret room. However, they only heard their voices but did not see them.

The Second Sword Saint Ghost Sect looked around, and a cold color appeared in his eyes, and this voice was transmitted by the First Sword Saint Vahua Sword Saint.

The other party is afraid that he has sensed the situation here with his soul power, and for the Vahua Sword Saint, whose strength is about to surpass the Yin-Yang Martial Sect Master and reach the realm of the Yin-Yang Great Martial Grandmaster, this kind of soul perception of thousands of miles of sound transmission is really too childish.

After all, by the standards of the Huaxia Cultivation Realm, he was almost about to reach the Jindan stage. At this time, the strength of the other party has even surpassed Zhu Xiaoqing back then.

However, even so, he is not afraid of the other party, because his strength is already almost the same as the other party.

And the other party did this, in addition to wanting to test him, there was also a sense of demonstration and showing off. The Ghost Sect snorted coldly and said:

"Okay! Han Chen is in the Black Dragon Society, and we will see you there. With his voice, he waved his hand and pinched several mudra spells around him.

The surrounding space changed instantly, and the voice of the Hua Sword Saint was just about to sound, but it was blocked by a wave of energy.

In one of the underground secret rooms of the Prime Minister's Mansion not far away, the Vahua Sword Saint looked coldly ahead, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. It seems that his old friend's strength has also improved a lot.

However, I don't know who will win or lose when I meet that Han Chen, with the strength of the other party, I am afraid that if he is one step behind, he is very likely to miss the opportunity to kill Han Chen, so that the other party can take the lead.

"Blaze, give me a trip to the Black Dragon Society right away. The Vahua Sword Saint said coldly into the air. He used the sound of Qianli. The target is the Sixth Sword Master under his command.

And on the other side, the Hook Sword Saint Ghost Sect Hook Kill also issued an order to go to the Black Dragon Society with the Fourth Sword Saint under his hand.

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Han Chen stood in the ancestral hall of the Black Dragon Society, his eyes flashing as he looked at the spirit cards placed inside.

The entire ancestral hall gave him a strange feeling, as if the outside was blocked by a strange enchantment. He stood outside, and his divine consciousness couldn't penetrate this place at all.

Such an ancestral hall made him feel very curious, speaking of which, the spiritual positions of the ancestors of the Black Dragon Society were enshrined here. How could this happen?

Moreover, the magic technique that Chiyo Xueying said should be enshrined in this ancestral hall at this time.

It's just that after Han Chen arrived at the ancestral hall, he didn't find anything related to the refining of the gods. He didn't perceive it with his divine sense.

Han Chen's brows furrowed slightly, he believed that Chiyo Xueying would not lie to him, and if he couldn't find it, he could only say that this refining technique was either hidden by someone, or there was a secret existence here that he didn't know.

He turned his gaze to the tablets, his eyes swelling with gold. He found something wrong in the tablets.

A faint glimmer of green light was faint on each tablet, leading to the statue behind it. To be precise, the idol is extracting the remaining soul energy from the tablet.

The statue exuded a strange and inexplicable aura, eerie and terrifying, with a hint of chill.

"I see!" Han Chen's mouth hung with a playful smile. No wonder he couldn't find the whereabouts of the Divine Refining Technique.

The idol in front of him gave him the answer, this was not an ordinary god statue, but a spirit gathering puppet.

This is a kind of puppet similar to collecting faith, and the idol in front of you absorbs the soul energy in addition to the worship energy.

At the same time, he is also plundering the power of faith of others, and the remaining soul power on those tablets is being extracted by it little by little, with the power of faith absorbed by those tablets.

"I didn't expect that a small ancestral hall would have such a weird puppet. No wonder it's so weird out there, I don't know what kind of sacredness is attached to the puppet?"

Looking at the idol, the purple thunder in Han Chen's hand surged, and he said with a hint of coldness in his voice: "Before Emperor Ben makes a move, obediently send out the Divine Refining Technique." Wait for Bendi to do it, and you won't have a chance. ”

"Bold, a small foundation building monk dares to be arrogant in front of this god, I don't know whether I am alive or dead!" A cold voice sounded at this time, and a black mist surged from the idol in front of him.

PS: Second Update!

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