When Duanmu Rong's voice was still in the hall and had not dissipated, the old man standing with his hands on the side of the giant chair had already walked towards Liu Qingmiao. It's just that his old body moves extremely slowly when he moves, and it is like this, so that the hearts of the people around him also move for it.

Looking at the white-haired old man walking towards him in front of him, the beads of sweat on Liu Qingmiao's forehead flowed down like flowing water. This kind of sweat beads are not the sweat of his heart caused by doing things wrong, but the mental pressure given by the old man in front of him makes him a little breathless, and the fear in his heart makes the sweat beads on his forehead continue to bubble up.

Seeing this situation, Liu Qingxie's face was extremely ugly, but he was helpless.

Just when the old man walked in front of Liu Qingmiao, the latter mustered up his courage and opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw Liu Qingxie above the hall, he swallowed it alive.

The white-haired old man looked at the man in front of him, and a spiritual power in the sea of consciousness came out of his eyes, like substance, like a trace of dark black flames, and instantly entered from Liu Qingmiao's eyes, and at this time, Liu Qingmiao's eyes instantly turned completely dark.

When the local flame people of Anyang County saw this dark black spiritual power, their brows were slightly wrinkled, and the spiritual power has always been formless and colorless, why did this old man's spiritual power actually show dark black, and there was also a terrifying soul-stirring thing in it, could it be that he had reached the third grade of the flame pattern master, and a qualitative change had occurred?

Or is this old man not a Terran?

The five native Eighth-Rank Flame Masters of Anyang County looked at the Three-Rank Flame Pattern Master in front of them, their eyes were full of doubts, they did not cultivate the Sea of Consciousness, and they had never been involved in the Flame Pattern Master profession, although they had seen individual Flame Pattern Masters, but none of their spiritual power had ever been like this.

Liu Qingxie was the same, but when they looked at Duanmu Rong, the corners of the latter's mouth still flashed with a smile, and the other three Yan people who released the ninth stage of the realm, there was no change in their eyes, especially Na Xie Moke, at this moment, there was even a trace of envy in the depths of his eyes, this kind of envious expression for the strong made them feel like they had taken a reassuring pill.

Seeing such a situation, they also shook their heads, Anyang City is still under the rule of the strong people of the human race, and the Duanmu family is the supreme ruler of Phoenix Continent, how can they collude with foreign clans and carry out such blatant actions, which is unreasonable.

In this way, they just attribute it to their own strength and vision that have not reached a certain height and cannot be recognized, and the coercion given by the dark spiritual power is really real, and the imagination is also relieved.

Zhu Yan looked at the dark spiritual power in the eyes of the old man named "Uncle Lu" in the center of the hall, and continued to inject into Liu Qingmiao's eyes.

After a while, I saw that the spiritual power of the old man's eyes slowly converged, and Liu Qingmiao's eyes gradually recovered from the dark color, as if he had regained his light, he looked at the old man in front of him, as if nothing had happened.

In front of the hall, Liu Qingxie looked at Liu Qingmiao, who had clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth were also smiling, his brother seemed to really have nothing to do...

"Uncle Lu, how is it?"

Duanmu Rong, who was sitting on the giant chair, saw that the old man had finished, and asked curiously.

"As he said, there is indeed an old man of great strength, and not only that, but when the old man fled, there were people on the side of the West Gate to help him leave..."

The local Yan people of Anyang County, led by Liu Qingxie, heard the old man say this, his face was full of incredulity, no one thought that this old man was really as Duanmu Rong said, he could deprive Liu Qingmiao of information from the sea of consciousness, and even there were things that Liu Qingmiao himself didn't know.

Even Liu Qingmiao, who was standing in front of the old man, looked at the old man incredibly, just when the old man's spiritual power did not enter his sea of consciousness, he only felt as if he was asleep, and his consciousness was blurred, he didn't even know what the old man in front of him had done in his sea of consciousness, how could he now know what he had seen before?

Looking at everyone's faces, Duanmu Rong smiled slightly.

"Don't be so incredible, Uncle Lu's technique, called the Divine Soul Control Technique, can strip away the things and pictures you think, think, and see through extremely strong spiritual power, and it is absolutely true. ”

Duanmu Rong looked at the people around him, and once again a smile like a "spring breeze" appeared on his face, and said, "Do any of you want to try it?"

After he finished speaking, Zhu Yanzhi's face also changed slightly, and no one wanted to experience being investigated so nakedly, and finally turned into an embarrassing laugh.

Hearing everyone's laughter, Duanmu Rong also lifted the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Since Uncle Lu has confirmed that Liu Qingmiao, you are not lying, so it's okay, go down!"

Duanmu Rong's voice was not loud, but after it sounded in the hall, Liu Qingmiao was also relieved,

The same is true of Liu Qingxie in the hall, but they don't know that after the white-haired old man's soul control technique was cast, there were some things left in Liu Qingmiao's sea of consciousness, and these things rely on the people of Anyang County, I am afraid that no one will be able to find them, and even if they do, they will not be able to wipe them out, because that little bit of dark spiritual power has been deeply imprinted on his meridians like a bone appendage.

After receiving the grace of Mu Rong from the upper hall, Liu Qingmiao hurriedly left this hall, not wanting to stay here for a while.

Looking at Liu Qingmiao, who was leaving in a hurry, everyone in the hall returned to their giant chairs again, and the golden ball in Duanmu Rong's hand also made a squeaky sound.

"Uncle Lu, continue to tell you again, who is the one who dares to go against my Duanmu family in this Anyang City?"

The old man with snow-white hair, looking at the dozens of people in front of him, the dark black spiritual power in the sea of consciousness appeared in front of him again, and when all the flame people saw such a scene, there was a trace of puzzlement on their faces, but after an instant, when a lifelike face appeared in front of everyone, everyone understood that the original spiritual power could still be used like this.

The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, and his hair was dry like a dying man, and he was also such an old face, but there were several people present who knew him.

"Heyetang, Ye Shopkeeper?"

Seeing such a face, Xie Moke blurted out.

"He is the one who escaped from the north gate..."

"How can he be a runner, and he still has the strength of the fourth stage of the realm?"

Xie Moke listened to the white-haired old man's words, and his face was full of incredulity. He has lived in Anyang City for decades, and the old man in this void is even older than the realm he lives in, because of the many medicinal materials in his Hingye Hall, and the variety is extremely complete, he is also quite famous in this Anyang City, and even he himself has been there several times. The feeling that such an old man gave him was extremely kind, but he had never cultivated, and even gave him the feeling that the Yanfu was a condensed person, how could he be a strong person in the realm?

Just as Xie Moke finished speaking, another veteran strength of Anyang City on one side, the head of the Mu Mansion, Mu Qingyuan, also said: "Shopkeeper Ye has lived in Anyang City since he was a child, and he has lived in it for decades, and even the Yan Mansion has not been condensed, how can he have this strength now?"

Duanmu Rong held the golden ball in his hand, and looked at Mu Qingyuan and Xie Moke in front of him, but he fell into deep thought.

If one person said that, it would be fine, but now there are actually two of them, looking at the people below who want to open their mouths, they are obviously all aware of the old man. However, Uncle Lu's depiction is definitely not wrong, if so, what is the identity of this shopkeeper?

What is the purpose of such a low-key seclusion in Anyang City?

Hiding from the enemy?

Zhu Yan looked at Duanmu Rong's situation, and they all stopped talking, and they didn't dare to doubt the three-grade flame tattoo master in front of them, and it was the same, so they could only say that this Ye shopkeeper had some kind of extremely secret secret technique, sealing his strength for decades, so that everyone could not find out.

However, Xie Moke's release of the ninth stage of the realm, and Mu Qingyuan's release of the eighth stage of the realm, is this not enough?

The snow-white old man looked at everyone's expressions, but did not speak, and the figure in the void slowly dissipated when he slowly put away his spiritual power. However, after the first figure disappeared, the spiritual power in the void once again depicted the second figure, and as the faces of the blurred figures gradually became clearer, everyone's faces became strange.

The Flame Scholars looked at the faces in the void and looked at Duanmu Rong again, and a smile also appeared on the latter's face.

"Yan Cheng, Yan Mao..."

This man was the one who helped the old man leave, but they did not go together, but left in two directions. ”

"Truly..."

"This Yan clan in Yan City is really related to my Duanmu family, and in such a situation, they dare to come to Anyang City, which is a good thing for me?"

A smile appeared on Duanmu Rong's delicate face, and then a trace of anger appeared between his eyebrows, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Which family is the leader of the West Gate of the city?"

Just as Duanmu Rong finished speaking, an old man at the end of the hall was restless, slowly walked out with trembling hands, bowed to Duanmu Rong in front of him, and said, "It's my Lin Mansion..."

"Hmph, Lin family master, Liu Qingmiao can't hold the fourth stage of the realm, and most of you Lin Mansion can't hold it?"

Everyone in the hall saw Duanmu Rong's sudden questioning, and the atmosphere became extremely tense in an instant.

From beginning to end, several of their family heads were participating in their battles to encircle and suppress Hefu and Luofu, and they were also guarding the city gates, and they were also handed over to the people of the family. Even if Yan Mao joins, the latter is only the strength of the mid-stage release realm, and it is far from being able to dominate the battlefield, so like this, I am afraid that some people in the Lin Mansion will have two hearts, after all, there is the Qin Mansion behind Yan Cheng!

The head of the Lin family looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and remembered the lot of information that Liu Qingmiao had inherited and stripped away. He knew that this time, he was afraid that he really couldn't do anything, although he was annoyed in his heart, but many of them were also handicrafted by him.

He was very familiar with Duanmu Rong's methods in the hall.

This time, someone in the Lin Mansion sold Yan Mao face, and letting go of this old man was also to announce the current situation of Anyang City to the public, and the result caused by this was bound to be extremely painful. In this way, with Duanmu Rong's means, how could they spare people's lives, and in this way, it is unknown how much their Lin Mansion can survive.

Therefore, in the end, he had to break his teeth and swallow it in his mouth, and said in a low voice: "This time, the old man is not strict in discipline, and if Young Master Rong wants to take my life, the old man will admit it..."

"You still have to stay to crusade against Yan Cheng, as for your clansmen who guard the West Gate, you don't have to stay..."

As soon as Duanmu Rong's words landed, everyone was slightly tightened in their hearts, this is tantamount to breaking off the inheritance of the Lin Mansion, you must know that most of the strong people in the Lin Mansion are there, and if they deal with it like this, the Lin Mansion will inevitably experience a lack of success, but they don't know that when Duanmu Rong's face was said with a smile, there was a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Looking at Duanmu Rong above the hall, although the Lord of the Lin Mansion was annoyed in his heart, he was helpless, and finally had to nod his head in agreement.

In this way, the hall entered a quiet place, leaving only the creaking sound of the golden ball.

Moment...

"Yan Cheng, Yan clan, even so, you are the first clan..."