The gray rabbit shrank back, still looking at the person who suddenly appeared with wariness, but there didn't seem to be too obvious murderous aura from that person, so the simple-minded rabbit didn't turn around and run. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Its ears even pricked up a little, but soon, it felt that it should be farther away from the dangerous Terrans, so it retracted its head and prepared to turn and run.

The moment it lowered its head, the gray rabbit's two long ears suddenly moved, and at that moment the little animal seemed to suddenly hear something, which was a somewhat sharp and poignant sound of breaking the air.

The gray rabbit looked up sharply, but it was too late, and a chill like cold water enveloped it, and in its last glance, a cold and ruthless black short sword was reflected in the air, and without even making a sound, it easily pierced the rabbit's chest.

The gray rabbit fell to the grass, and a moment later a trail of blood flowed from the grass. Lu Chen walked over, squatted down on the edge of the grass, reached out and grabbed the dead rabbit from the grass, and after taking a look, he reached out and pulled out the short sword.

The black short sword pierced the gray rabbit's chest directly, killing him with a single blow.

The red blood flowed out, Lu Chen watched this scene quietly, suddenly, his body shook violently, at that moment, his expression was extremely complex and weird, both surprised and stunned, there was also a surprise comprehension, and finally there was even a trace of unbelievable fear.

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The subtle black spiritual power once again quietly infiltrated his body, slowly swimming in the meridian qi veins, like a black phantom. In the sea of dantian qi, the dark Five Elements Divine Disk also surged, completely turning the dantian into a dark world, and the center of this strange world was the handful of black flames that were slowly burning.

That wisp of black spiritual power swam in the meridians and qi veins of the whole body for a week, and finally quietly entered the dantian, and then it was like a drop of water converging into the sea, and it was suddenly absorbed by an invisible force, and directly merged into that little black fire.

The black flame trembled, shook for a moment, and then calmed down again.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But Lu Chen knew that he could feel that there was a little difference, even if that little change was almost negligible, he could still feel that that little bit of black fire was slightly stronger after absorbing this trace of black spiritual power.

What is that black spiritual power?

Lu Chen looked down at the dead rabbit, and his face suddenly became unusually pale.

Twice, the Qingshui Creek below the mountain and the weeds in the Tea Mountain, the little fish and the gray rabbit, seem to have no similarities, but in fact, they all have one thing in common.

It was a time of dying struggle, that was when life was about to end, and death was about to come, and Lu Chen felt that terrifying black spiritual power seeping into his body.

Such power, such spiritual power, is unheard of, it is not in the five elements, it is vaguely hovering between life and death.

It's like...... The breath of death, the power of death?

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Zhang Jiuping is seven years old at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, calm temperament, serious work, born in the famous Tianluomen, and his Taoism is not bad, he was entrusted by the sect to work in the True Immortal League, and after several halls, he came to the Fuyun Division under the command of Tianlan Zhenjun under the command of Xue Ying, and became an inspector.

The patrol envoy is a good and not a good position, the advantage is that there are not too many fights and killings, but patrolling around to contact some "shadows" whose origins and identities are very mysterious and secret, and occasionally earn some extra fast spirit stones, which is both safe and affordable;

Zhang Jiuping has been in this position for three years, and he has always done a good job in the past three years, and he has almost never made any mistakes, so some bigwigs in the True Immortal League value him, and they are planning to sharpen him again, and then promote him to do some more important things, and maybe even hold an important position.

It's just that in this life, luck is a very mysterious and difficult thing to say, just when he was about to get ahead after being dormant for many years, Zhang Jiuping suddenly had an accident.

Without any signs or clues, one of the outstanding inspectors of the True Immortal Alliance's Fuyun Division died in the depths of an inconspicuous alley on Suzaku Street in the north of the Immortal City.

He died a miserable death, his body was covered in blood, and when his body was found, he quickly moved back to the Floating Cloud Division, and then it was roughly judged that the murderer should be a member of the Three Realms Divine Sect, because the person who shot it performed a unique technique in the Three Realms Divine Sect. In addition, Zhang Jiuping was scarred, but it was not caused by fierce fighting, according to some special people in the True Immortal League, it may be a means of torture.

It was hard to imagine that anyone would dare to make such a ruthless attack on the people of the True Immortal Alliance, who gathered tens of thousands of cultivation sects in the world and claimed to be the overlord of the Middle Earth Continent, but if it was the Three Realms Divine Sect, it seemed that everything made sense again.

And what made the giants in the True Immortal Alliance even more angry was that this incident happened in the Immortal City, right under the nose of the True Immortal Alliance, which shows how rampant the Three Realms Divine Sect that had been hidden for many years suddenly became.

All kinds of orders and investigations were constantly being issued from the True Immortal Alliance, and the atmosphere in the huge Immortal City was a little tense. And in the Floating Cloud Division, the atmosphere was even more tense with a hint of bleakness.

Lao Liu came out of the room where the corpse was parked, and there were already several people standing outside the house, almost all of them from Fuyunsi. An acquaintance of the Fuyun Division came to inquire, he took a deep breath, his face was ugly, but he didn't speak, just shook his head silently. After a long while, he whispered two words: "It's miserable." ”

Everyone around them fell silent, and after a few moments of cursing began to be heard.

Lao Liu sighed, looked up at the sky, and said in a low voice, "How could Lao Zhang provoke those madmen of the Demon Sect?"

A person next to him, who was also an inspector of the Fuyun Division, snorted coldly and said, "Who knows, those crazy people can't do things with common sense at all. Speaking of this, he paused, a hint of groaning flashed across his face, and said, "Lao Zhang is not ostentatious on weekdays, so he shouldn't have a grudge against the Demon Sect." Unless it's ...... What else did the Demon Cult find him for?"

Lao Liu raised his head, just as the others also looked here, several people looked at each other, their faces changed slightly at the same time, and then they said in unison: "Shadow!"