The fat old man didn't let go of any force, the family, the chamber of commerce, and the gangs all robbed it over and over again, and in one morning, he collected most of the materials in the entire blue city to the south of the city. The major families, chambers of commerce and gangs dare not speak out, in fact, there is only one fat old man, even if the other party is the Bloody Clothes Sect, the family will not let him be so presumptuous, but there is an even more unfathomable old man in the carriage, who did not come forward, but the breath of the abyss like the sea makes every top master palpitate and can't give birth to the idea of making a move.

Restraint, restraint, money is just something outside the body, you can come back if you go, this is the idea of the family, life and death are at stake, face is nothing, nothing, survival is the most important thing.

The family all exercised restraint, and the others were even more afraid to do it.

In fact, there are many mysterious scattered masters in the blue city, but the fat old man is not stupid and did not rob this part of the people. In fact, the scattered masters didn't have much wealth in their hands, and the fat old man robbed everything he could, and then returned to the south of the city and appeared in a dark room.

Outside the room was the old carriage, pulling the cart was a lame old horse, not very obvious, as long as it was running at high speed, it would be seen to be a little lame, and it was usually impossible to find it.

"Dharma Protector!" The fat old man was respectful, and from the moment he entered this room, all his movements were cautious, and his speech was soft, and he didn't dare to breathe. did not deal with the arrogance and casualness of the family and the chamber of commerce.

"Cough!"

The old man in the chair was curled up, his body was emaciated, his hair was gray, and there were very few of them, and the hairpins he inserted were crooked and could fall at any moment. The deep zou lines and the age spots of the stars show that the old man is very old, and his breath has a smell of decay.

"How?" He raised his head slightly, it was this simple action, as if it had consumed a lot of his strength, and his breath was short.

"It's already confirmed that the ruins are underneath this small city." The fat old man's tone was full of excitement, every relic of this world is a creation.

This time I was lucky, I came here to take revenge on Kurong, but I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing, which was definitely an unexpected joy.

"The family and the chamber of commerce here are very selfish, and it is only a one-star relic to report to the top, so there are not many masters, and it just happens to be cheaper for us." The fat old man said again, in fact, many times, he likes the family very much. The family seems to be above board, but in fact it is insidious and vicious, and it is precisely this always selfish and hypocritical that gives the Blood Clothes Sect a chance.

Bloody clothes teach so many times from

surviving the encirclement and suppression, and the resurgence of the ashes is not unrelated to the family's style of doing things.

"How many stars do you think?" The Dharma Protector asked.

"Two stars!" The fat old man's breathing was obviously a little shorter, and there was an irrepressible excitement, the two-star ruins, if he could get the creation inside, even if it was only one or two percent, he could be promoted from the Venerable to the level of Dharma Protector, and the benefits were immeasurable.

After so many years of the Bloody Cloak Sect, only two two-star ruins have been discovered, and here is the third.

"You're wrong!" The Dharma Protector glanced at him.

"Isn't it two stars?" The fat old man suddenly felt like he was being poured with a basin of cold water, his whole body was cold, and his joy fell directly from heaven to hell, and he stammered: "I ...... Did you judge wrong? ”

He is well aware of the strength of the Dharma Protector, and if he is wrong, he must be wrong, and the Dharma Protector will not be wrong.

"Wrong." The Dharma Protector said: "It's not two stars, it's three stars!" ”

"Uh...... What the? The fat old man almost jumped up, because he was too excited, his voice rose several degrees, and then he reacted and offended the Dharma protector, and quickly made amends with fear, but the excitement in his heart couldn't be suppressed. He thought that the Dharma Protector said that he was wrong because the ruins only had one star, not two stars, but he didn't expect that-

Samsung, Samsung, it's Samsung, it's incredible!

A three-star relic is enough to create a church of the level of the Bloody Cloak Sect, he can't believe looking at the Dharma Protector, knowing that the Dharma Protector will not be wrong.

"What are you happy about?" The Dharma Protector coughed twice, and spoke without the slightest politeness: "Is the three-star ruin something you and I can touch?" ”

"Subordinate...... I see! The fat old man was doused with cold water again, the flame in his eyes was instantly extinguished, and he was suddenly disheartened. The Dharma Protector is right, the three-star ruins are not something he can touch, and the Dharma Protector will easily fall if he enters this level, let alone him, it is estimated that he will not even be able to enter the entrance.

"Dharma Protector, what should we do now?" After all, the fat old man who has experienced strong winds and waves quickly calmed down and returned to normal.

"Wait!" After speaking, the Dharma Protector closed his eyes.

"Yes, the subordinates are retired!" The fat old man understood the meaning of the Dharma Protector, the Dharma Protector did not plan to tell the General Church, which meant that the Dharma Protector was also very hot about the three-star ruins, if the Dharma Protector got the benefits, he would follow behind, and he could also drink some soup, thinking of this, his heart began to heat up again.

……

"There's a fire over there." Someone suddenly pointed to the east and shouted

Road. The others looked over, and sure enough, the sky was dark red, giving people a feeling of dry heat.

"It's not like it's on fire, there's no smoke!" Questions were raised.

"Such a big fire means that it is burning very vigorously, where is there still smoke!"

"No, the flames are moving, as if they are heading towards ...... Head to the Blue City! The voice was tinged with surprise.

"I'll go, it's not the flames, it's the Flame Beast, the fifth-level Demonic Beast, the Flame Beast, hurry up and beat the drum and ring the bell, the Demonic Beast is attacking the city." The voice was full of horror.

"Wait-" A figure fell from the lightning in the city to the city, it was the red guest, his eyes were lucky, shooting a bright light, after a few breaths, he retracted his gaze, and the surprise on his face flashed: "It's not a monster attacking the city, the Flame Lion has a master, and there is someone on his back!" Everyone was shocked.

About twenty seconds later, the Flame Lion appeared outside the city, and the people at the head of the city seemed to be in a furnace, extremely uncomfortable, but this was not comparable to the horror in their hearts. The fifth-level Demonic Beast Flame Lion really has an owner, and a young man with a rich spirit on his back looks at the blue city leisurely, and his demeanor is as if he is traveling in spring.

"Li Qingchuan, it's leisurely to get a pet, and I'll get a lion to sit on Ming'er." The sound was still in the sky, and when the last word fell, the black dot quickly expanded, and it became the appearance of a person, and it had reached the top of the city.

The body is slender, slightly emaciated, the eyes are like electricity, the face carved from marble, the resoluteness is incomparable, the long sword is on his back, the terrifying aura is permeated, there are so many masters in the city, no one dares to speak out.

"Wang Er, the mount is given to you, and it will end up in your stomach, and you have eaten a few of them, so you still don't spoil your pet." Li Qingchuan patted the Flame Lion who was sitting down, the Flame Lion retracted his terrifying aura, and the flame also retracted into his body, turning into an ordinary big lion in an instant, and he walked through the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city gate watched and didn't dare to let a fart go.

It was as if it was the beginning, and in the time that followed, a terrible aura kept coming. Each breath represents a peerless master, some people are silent, and some people are afraid that others will not know, the monstrous aura envelops the whole city, and the wind and clouds are surging. Sometimes thunder shines, sometimes storms and rains, and the heavy breath is like a tsunami wave, wave after wave.

At nightfall, a large convoy of riders in front, riders in the back, and horse-drawn carriages in the middle, stretched for miles. A large flag tens of meters high hunts in the wind, which can be seen clearly from a long distance, and there is an ancient font on it: Ji!