Coming to the imperial capital, Ling Yun put away the blood wings behind him in order not to attract attention, and fell to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are there so many more guards than usual?"

Ling Yun stood outside the city wall, looking at the guards with a wave of doubts in his heart.

In the past, the guards of the imperial capital were no more than a high stage of the Gathering Spirit Period.

At this moment, there are five of the ten city wall guards who are in the high stage of the Gathering Spirit, and one is in the Gathering Stage, and there is one of them who is at the peak of the Gathering Spirit, and there is no strong person in the Cathode Realm, and the remaining guards are all in the middle of the Gathering Spirit.

This power was enough to devastate a lowly family.

At the same time, Ling Yun was also wondering why the strength of the imperial capital guards had increased so quickly at once.

It doesn't look like the guards are waiting for each other at all.

"Stop, where are you from?"

Ling Yun had just taken a step forward when a middle-aged man at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Period stopped him and shouted.

"Canghai Sect."

Ling Yun's mind turned, and he said flatly.

"How?" The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe Ling Yun's words, and asked rhetorically.

"This is the robe of the disciple of the Canghai Sect."

Ling Yun took out a pair of azure robes from the space ring and threw it to the middle-aged man.

This dress is still the clothes issued by the Canghai Sect when Ling Yun was in the Canghai Sect, but he doesn't like to wear such clothes very much, and he has to attract attention everywhere he goes, not his character, so he has kept this dress all the time.

Originally, I thought that this dress would be hidden to the end, but today it came in handy.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Yun vigilantly, took the robe, shook his arms, and the blue robe stretched out like branches and leaves.

The robe was all blue, like a blue sky, and several ripples were inscribed on the chest.

"It's the robe of a disciple of the Canghai Sect, you can go in."

The middle-aged man carefully looked at the robe and found that there was no problem, handed the robe to Ling Yun and said in a deep voice.

"Hmm!"

Ling Yun nodded, put his robe into the space ring, and walked into the imperial capital.

"Is there a problem with the one who took over just now?" A guard wrapped in armor came to the middle-aged man and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, it doesn't look like his robe is fake, it should be real." The middle-aged man shook his head uncertainly.

After all, the robe of each sect has a mark, just like the sect uniform of the Smallpox Sect, dressed in white, and a word is engraved on the chest.

If that sect dares to use such a symbol, it will represent a declaration of war against the Smallpox Sect, so each sect's sect uniform is unique.

"Do your own thing, it is said that the old man with iron claws went out for a month to arrest the black-robed man who killed the second prince, and he has not returned until now, according to rumors, he was killed by the black-robed man who killed the second prince." The middle-aged man waved his hand and whispered.

"The black-robed man? Wasn't that black-robed man just now? The guard looked shocked and glanced at Ling Yun's back and whispered.

If Ling Yun really said it, let him hear this sentence, the guards didn't believe that their ten people could stop Ling Yun.

The old man with iron claws is also a well-known powerhouse in the empire, and he has a perfect realm of the Yin Pole Realm, so that almost everyone in the imperial capital knows about it, and such a strong man still dies under Ling Yun's hands.

Ling Yun started to kill them, it was as simple as chopping vegetables and melons.

"There are many people wearing black robes, not just him, rashly offending people and damaging the reputation of the empire" The middle-aged man shook his head and disagreed that Ling Yun was the murderer of the second prince.

Although their voices were small, Ling Yun, who was in the Yin Pole Realm, could still hear their conversation, and when he heard this, his walking body paused slightly, and then returned to normal as if he hadn't heard their conversation.

After walking for a few minutes, he turned his head to see that the figures of the middle-aged man and the guard were no longer in his eyes, and what the middle-aged man had just said appeared in Ling Yun's mind.

"Damaging the Empire's reputation?"

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth hooked up a sneer.

What the empire did more than ten years ago was very shameful, a big empire actually attacked and killed the top families.

It's like an adult beating a teenager and making people laugh.

Ling Yun, who was supposed to have his parents, is now an orphan, growing up beside his master since he was a child, and he doesn't have a home of his own.

The age of seventeen, for some, should be an age full of laughter, the age of sharing joy with parents, in him, is gone.

Some are just hatred, and endless cultivation for revenge.

All of this is still the same, Ling Yun has such a strong strength at a young age, and he has become a strong man on one side.

Now that Ling Yun has created a family, he can directly squeeze into a high-level family in the empire, and he is still among the top among high-level families, and has the ability to threaten the four top families.

The combat power comparable to the peak of the Cathode Realm is also the existence of the ancestor in the top family.

What is the strength of the peak of the Cathode Realm, Ling Yun doesn't understand, but he knows that even if he can't beat it, he can survive a few moves in the hands of the other party, as for the consummation of the Cathode Realm, desperately can cause a scene of defeat and defeat.

"Brother Xuan, don't let me down."

Ling Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked in the direction of the Xuanwu Mansion.

"Grass, you don't even give gold coins for dinner, and you say that you are a princess of the empire? If you're a princess, I'll be the lord of the country. ”

Just as Ling Yun was about to leave, there was a scolding sound in his ears.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, a small inn was surrounded by people.

Walking to the front of the crowd, Ling Yun pushed the crowd away with both arms.

The surrounding crowd was pushed away by Ling Yun with brute force, their hearts were dissatisfied, their anger was rising, and they were just about to insult them, when they felt the breath on Ling Yun's body, they were shocked, their faces were shocked, and they exclaimed.

"Damn, the powerhouse of the Cathode Realm."

The sound spread throughout the crowd, causing them to focus their eyes on Ling Yun's body, and the surging aura made the crowd feel suffocating pressure.

After all, they are only some of the realms of the Gathering Spirit, and as for the powerhouses of the Cathode Realm, they are also powerful pillars in the family, and they will not surrender their identities to such inns that have lost their identities.

"I didn't expect that I would be so close to the powerhouse of the Cathode Realm."

The cultivators in the crowd who were under the cultivation of the first cultivator said excitedly.

Some of them have no sect or sect, and they are cultivating alone, and when they see the powerhouses of the Yin Pole Realm, they hurriedly flee, for fear that the Yin Pole Realm will be in a bad mood and kill themselves.

Today, Ling Yun squeezed into the crowd in order to see who the self-proclaimed princess was, and did not use brute force to directly shake them away, everyone felt that the Yin Pole Realm was not so irritable, and they were also cultivators, but the realm was different.

After all, the cathode realm is the cathode realm, the dignity of the strong, they still understand, hurriedly separated the two sides, and a passage appeared in Ling Yun's eyes.

The crowd dispersed, and the scene inside the inn came into view.

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