When that roar came, I clearly felt that a lot of yin qi appeared on the other side of the wall.

It was the aura of the ghosts....... And those yin qi are better than those exuded by Chen Rusheng!!

Both in magnitude and purity, I've never seen anything before.

To be honest, it seems to be such an exaggeration, like the yin qi pouring out of the flood of the reservoir gate....... I never dreamed that it would emanate from a sin.

If the yin qi emanating from Chen Rusheng's body gives people the feeling that Mount Tai is overwhelming, then the injustice on the other side of the wall is emanating ...... It feels like the sky is falling.

I was not the only one who felt that yin qi, everyone present, including Chen Qiuyan, clearly felt the indescribable arrogance.

"Who's that deflated calf?" Dong Lao Xian'er frowned, looked over there very solemnly, and asked Chen Rusheng without looking back: "Do you know him?" ”

Chen Rusheng nodded, shook his head again, his face was full of confusion: "This yin qi feels very familiar to me, and his voice is also very familiar, but I just can't remember who it is........"

The person on the other side of the wall seemed to hear Chen Rusheng's words, and rubbed over the wall, and the movement was so fast that I didn't even see it clearly, and it fell to the ground almost instantly.

Compared to Chen Rusheng, it is more like a living person.

His face is ruddy, his breath is steady, and his breathing movements are no different from those of a normal person.

And he was dressed in the same way as a modern person, wearing a black suit, a large gold necklace around his neck, a shaved head on the top of his head, and his face looked extremely fierce, the standard murderer's appearance.

The moment he saw it, Chen Rusheng's expression immediately changed, it was a kind of horror like seeing a ghost.

"How could it be your ?!!"

"You didn't expect it to be me, did you?" The man.... No, the injustice sneered: "The surname is Chen, it turns out that you can't fight me, and now you are even more, do you want to touch me?" ”

"What's the matter? Do you know each other? Zhenjianghe asked, although there was some surprise in his eyes, but it was not to the point of facing a great enemy, and looked at the person indifferently: "Who are you?" ”

"Its name is Zhao Xianhong, and I saw it once four years ago when I entered Changbai Mountain to practice." Chen Rusheng whispered, the solemnity on his face was extremely obvious: "Because of a little accident, I moved with it, to be honest, I couldn't fight it that time." ”

"So powerful?" Zhenjianghe looked at the man in surprise: "Why haven't I heard you say it?" ”

"What is there to say about such a shameful thing?"

At this time, the only old man who followed Chen Rusheng came forward and opened his mouth with a sneer: "Isn't it just a breeze, our family has practiced for so many years, and a few of them are still afraid that they can't fight it?" ”

The old man who spoke was probably also a ghost immortal, and the other people all had the smell of animals, only its breath was similar to Chen Rusheng's.

Could it be that this is another sad king?

"Who the fuck are you?" Zhao Xianhong looked at the old man, and wrinkled his nose, as if he was smelling: "Your smell is very similar to the surname Chen, they are all immortals of the same way, right?" ”

"Brother Zhao, it should be another uncrowned king in the hall of Old Man Zheng's house." Qiao Xian Gu smiled: "Old man, you are called the Ninth Master, right?" ”

Another uncrowned king?

When I heard this, I couldn't help but be a little curious, and looked at the old man twice.

The expression on its face was not so vivid, it was very rigid, it looked like it had been carved by someone, and its face was lifeless, as if someone there owed it money.

"This is a ruthless character too." Song Butian leaned into my ear and whispered to me: "Master Zheng's house is very big, maybe there are thousands of immortal families supported by him, but among them, there are only six of them, and the six immortal families who are here now are the pillars of the Zheng family." ”

According to Song Butian, except for Dong Lao Xian'er, no shaman or Mr. Chuma dared to say that he could call more immortals than him.

In the entire three eastern provinces, the Zheng family's Xiantang ranks first, which is recognized by the gentlemen in the northeast.

Why can his cousin be so strong?

The answer is very simple, the pillar of other people's families, the immortal family at the level of King Sorrow, has only one, not even one, but there are six in his family.

Good birds choose trees to perch, this is not only about birds, but also in the world of immortals.

The hall of the Zhenjiang River family is large, there are many immortal families, and there are many pillars, not only because there are many people, but also because they are particularly stable.

There has never been a dispute within the Immortal Hall, and the matter of blowing up the god card in the hall has never appeared.

This kind of safe and stable environment is what most immortals want.

In addition to stability, the incense is also prosperous, and the immortals are not very resistant to this kind of thing, so they ......

After such a mix year after year, the immortal halls of the entire three eastern provinces, in front of the Zheng family, no one can stand out.

"The ones standing in the back are the other pillars, the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks is the immortal family of the Huang family, Huang Baoshan, and the one next to him who looks very shrewd is the Hu family, Hu Tiansheng." Song Butian was introducing to me, and at the same time, he was also observing the situation in the field, his expression was a little solemn: "The one who looks more honest is the immortal family cultivated by the old turtle, Hai Penglai, and the one standing at the back is the Mang family, and it is also the immortal family whose strength is closest to the King of Sorrow, Mang Tianqing." ”

"Reckless?" Chen Qiuyan hugged the rat and asked curiously, "Is it an immortal family cultivated by animals like pythons?" ”

"Yes." Song Butian nodded, looked at those immortals, and then at Zhao Xianhong, his expression was indescribably complicated: "This is not quite right." ”

"What's wrong?"

The Ninth Master should have heard Song Butian muttering, turned his head and glanced at him coldly: "Six immortal families together, do you think it can withstand it?" ”

"It's better to be careful." Yuan Shaoweng opened his mouth coldly, and his expression was a little solemn: "These heretics are not fools, if they dare to come to find trouble, they must have their own preparations." ”

At this time, Zhao Xianhong suddenly raised his feet and walked straight towards us.

"A bunch of deflated calves, with me, who pretend to be five or six......" Zhao Xianhong scolded in his mouth, his face was full of ruthlessness, even in the face of so many gentlemen and these immortals, it was not afraid.

This situation only shows that there are two possibilities.

Either Zhao Xianhong is sure, that's why he is so confident.

Either Zhao Xianhong is stupid and bold, and he doesn't take us seriously at all.

Judging by the habits of the infidels, I think the former is more likely.

As Zhao Xianhong got closer and closer to us, the details I found in it became more and more.

Zhao Xianhong was wearing a string of bracelets, really, when I saw that thing, I subconsciously shuddered.

The bracelet appears to be made of pig iron, and the chain shimmers with a metallic sheen.

Using the chain as a rope, there are many white ornaments the size of thumb covers, and the shape looks a bit like a mask unique to the old religion.

That's right, the mask that was as pale as paper and couldn't see clearly.

I don't know if it's because Zhao Xianhong is walking around, or for some other reason, those small masks that were strung on chains suddenly trembled.

I didn't dare to be careless, I observed very carefully, and at first I thought that Zhao Xianhong was walking causing them to shake, but I soon reacted.......

Zhao Xianhong stopped three or four meters away from us, and looked at Chen Rusheng motionlessly, with a provocative smile on his face.

But those masks still didn't stop after Zhao Xianhong stopped, and they were still trembling.

"Lao Chen, if you don't go up, I'll go first." The Ninth Master said in a low voice, it also found that there was something wrong with the chain that Zhao Xianhong was wearing on his wrist, but after looking at it twice, he also looked away, and it seemed that he didn't care about these at all.

I was about to open my mouth to remind them to be careful, but what I didn't expect was that Song Butian grabbed me and shook his head at me very seriously.

"Don't talk." Song Butian sighed: "Sometimes you can't be reminded, it's nonsense to say, the lessons are all knocked out by yourself against the south wall, let's just watch, don't worry about anything else." ”

"I'm afraid something will happen." I whispered.

Song Butian didn't say anything, glanced ahead, and said, nothing can happen, so many people are here, I don't believe that Zhao Xianhong can turn the sky upside down.

"Lao Jiu, you go with me." Chen Rusheng said that he did not feel ashamed of his request at all.

To be honest, Chen Rusheng is smarter and more rational than I thought.

At such a time, this tactic is the first choice, and the others do not have this insurance.

"Come on."

Zhao Xianhong smiled and spread his hands, as if he wanted to hug something.

"I'm waiting here, hurry up, you guys go up together!"

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