Chapter 721: A Stronghold

Lu Xing thought about it and turned around, his whole body flashed with blue light, turning into a blue phoenix, pouring out to greet the demon god. With a loud bang, the gods were burned to ashes, and the phoenix became the star of return.

Kill the statue. The fat man was stunned, but Lu Xingchen was not ready to let him go. He walked straight to the fat man. Grab him by the neck and prepare to finish him off.

"Stop, put my son down!" came a binge of drinking in the distance.

Voices are heard. The fat man suddenly became energetic and threatened Lu Xingchen: "If you let me go, my father will let you die happily with the ugly monster, otherwise ......"

I don't want to listen to that superfluous nonsense. Lu Xingchen's hands were full of strength. The fat man's neck was flat, and the flesh and bones of the belt were crumbled to slag. With a slap, the head fell, and the people around him fell silent.

"How dare you!"

At this time, the man who was drinking in the distance also came and tore open the clearing. It's a pity that I was a step too slow and couldn't see the human body on the ground.

"Principal Zhao, I'm sorry. The fat dad next to him said thin, middle-aged.

Zhao Wuxin also gained weight, took out his sword and cut it down. Lu Xingchen snorted and hit back. Zhao Wuxin flew back. Lu Xingchen did not retreat.

"Stop. ”

A woman in a big yellow dress appeared in the ranks of a man and a horse, stopped Zhao Wuxin, and she was ready to continue the fight.

"Hua Ye. Zhao Wuxin reluctantly stopped.

"I knew it was your son who provoked him, and then he took the initiative to attack him. "He will not live up to his death. The woman in the big yellow dress whispered, pointing to the fragments of the statue on the ground.

Zhao Wuxin is beyond doubt. Because it was true, he also felt that the ghost who had left his son to save his life was dead, so he rushed over.

"It's over. Let's go. ”

In the words of Huang Yi's daughter, Zhao Wuxin could only pick up his son's body and walk away. He stared at Lu Xingchen, as if he wanted to engrave the enemy who killed his son in his heart.

It seems that this is the lord of the city. Lu Xingchen looked the little boy in front of him up and down, looking at his appearance and height. He was only seven or eight years old.

But the age of the cultivator cannot be determined by his appearance alone. Perhaps the child in front of him has lived for hundreds of years, it is possible.

"City Lord?" Lu Xingchen asked.

"Yes, my god's name is Qing Lingzi. "Call me Qing Lingzi. "The little boy introduced himself fluently.

"Stars on the road. ”

"Then call you the trail, and we'll go out and talk. ”

said, Qinglingzi's little fat hand stabbed around, and the stars arched Wei Wanyu, and it was cut to pieces like a fabric. The sun appeared again, and the stars looked around, but he was still at the door, and the woman in the big yellow dress was gone.

However, Hongqiao and Zhou Yang are still there. As they stood by and watched him, they were still confused. Suddenly, the two of them came to an unfamiliar border. As soon as Hongqiao was ready to act, the boundary was broken.

"He is the lord of the city, Qing Lingzi. Lu Xingchen introduced the city lord to Hongqiao and Zhou Yang.

"Okay, let's go in and talk. ”

Qing Lingzi led the way. This time they arrived at a circular pavilion in the garden.

Qing Lingzi sat down straight, poured himself a cup of tea, and called Samsung to sit down. A monkey who didn't know where to pour tea for them, Lu Xingchen was not in a hurry to drink tea, but looked at Qing Lingzi, waiting for him to say the purpose of inviting them.

"You've noticed the anomaly of the knife and the boulder. ”

"If you're saying that this city is full of cultivators from the Heavenly King's Kingdom. The stars on the road raised their eyebrows.

"Yes, because there is a dense forest behind Boulder City with ruins. Qing Lingzi took a sip of tea and said, "How about you share the treasure in the ruins with me?"

"What kind of relic?" No wonder so many people ran from the kingdom of the gods to Boulder City.

Normally, the realms of gods and kings have the ability to leave traces, but relics of different merits have different treasures. Whether or not it is worth the risk is measured by the norm.

"God's standard of perfection. Fluttering, Qing Lingzi threw out a few words.

"I promise you. Lu Xingchen said without hesitation, all the treasures left by the Divine Emperor Perfect Kingdom were enough for him to establish a stronghold, and then he would gather those who returned to the Ruined Kingdom. If he was lucky, he could obtain the cultivation skills of the God Emperor realm.

"What about the two of you?" By the way, Qing Lingzi asked Hongqiao and Zhou Yang about their achievements. At least they all showed the kingdom of God and the monarch, so they should give face.

"Let's go too. Hongqiao agreed with Zhou Yang's statement.

The purpose is the same, the reason is different, because Lu Xingchen wants to go in, she has to follow, and Zhou Yang wants to improve his cultivation.

"Well, the ruins will begin in three days. Qing Lingzi smiled and took out three tokens from the Heavenly Palace and put them on the table: "This is the key to the ruins. That's the only way we can do it. ”

"Thank you. Lu Xingchen and Zhou Yang recognized the token given by Qing Lingzi and the token he got when he killed the fisherman

The model is the same.

"Qing Lingzi, can the Divine Realm enter the ruins?" The ruins will restrict farming.

Most of the relics are set up for the legacy. Of course, we don't want to be taken away by cultivators in the same realm. After all, when we reach the realm of God King, God King, and God Emperor, we have a system of self-cultivation. How can we move on to other cultivation methods.

"No, at the moment, that body can only enter the Emperor's kingdom," Qing Lingzi shook his head and said with a smile, "Generally speaking, in the kingdom of gods and emperors, the highest achievement of cultural relics can only be the achievements of gods and kings, but cultural relics allow the nine gods and kings to enter, which we have earned." ”

He smiled. Lu Xingchen and Hongqiao failed to come out. Hongqiao is the kingdom of the Emperor and the Emperor. She couldn't go in.

"Xiaobai, take them to the room. ”

On the order of Qing Lingzi, another white monkey appeared in front of the three of them, and the monkey pouring tea was gone.

After walking with the monkey for more than ten minutes, through a bamboo forest, three bamboo houses appeared in front of the stars.

"Three, here is your dwelling. If you need anything, please call me. "Xiaobai respects the original tunnel.

"Oh, let's go. Lu Xingchen gave the white monkey a bottle of elixir.

The white monkey with the elixir left happily, and Lu Xingchen assigned the bamboo house. Zhou Yang came to the bamboo house and began farming, and Hongqiao entered Lu Xingchen's house.

"Hongqiao, do you want to hide in my heavenly palace, or do you want to stay outside all day.

Lu Xingchen picked up the silk scarf and looked left and right. It was just an ordinary silk handkerchief.

"Try to shred it up. Qing Lingzi reminded me with a smile.

Lu Xingchen picked up the silk scarf, his hands weak. As a result, the silk handkerchief did not move. Not even a small crack appeared, how could it be?!

"I was surprised. I'm waiting for the god-king to say that he won't move mountains and fall into the sea. There is some power. But this silk handkerchief cannot be torn. ”

Qing Lingzi was very happy to see that Lu Xingchen was eating shriveled. He planned to archive Lu Xingchen's spirit. Today, the boy threatens him to break his precious garden and he must go back.

"What kind of material is this?" If you use this material to make inner armor, it will explode ordinary demigods.

"The silkworm that produced it has been gone since ancient times, so don't think about it. "Among them, there are several silkworms that were once gods and emperors, and I have consulted a large number of ancient books and found some information.

"That's chicken ribs. Throwing the silk scarf back to Qinglingzi, Lu Xing turned his mouth.

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