The old man of the sweet potato has no rejection at all for this paper tie Xiaoer, and seems to be very used to it.

At present, Xiao Er, who is tied with paper, walks into the inn.

Zheng Xian hesitated and followed.

This inn has a total of two floors, the scale is not large, very old, as soon as you walk in, there is a musty smell emanating from it, look at the small doors close together, you will know that there will be no spacious rooms.

However, Xiao Er really made up a spacious room, it turned out that these small rooms were only separated by a wooden plank, and the wooden board was dismantled to become a large room, which was flexible and mobile, which was quite convenient.

After receiving ten small jade coins, the paper tied Xiao Er retreated, and the old man with sweet potatoes, who had always been extremely shabby, behaved like a rich second-generation father at this time, paying generously, although the living environment was really average.

The old man with sweet potatoes lay down directly on the bed, looking like he was tired and didn't want to say a word.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu glanced at each other, and then looked at Daogu, Daogu directly found a bed, and lay on it generously, the wide 'scarf' stretched out the waist, and then spread it flat and neatly on Daogu's body, like a quilt, it was very warm at a glance.

Zheng Xian actually didn't have to sleep at all, and the vitality he absorbed in the nursery was enough for Zheng Xian to maintain his excitement for a long time, but even that Dao Gu was lying down to recuperate, so he naturally wouldn't waste his energy.

It is important to know that although the physical body can be constantly filled with vitality and maintain vitality, the spirit is not, and the vitality cannot relieve the slightest mental exhaustion, and the best way to relieve mental exhaustion is to sleep.

Zheng Xianzhuo's armor was draped on his body, and he had no idea about the surrounding situation, and then he also lay down on the extremely simple, even old, and dirty bed.

Zheng Xian is the most reluctant to endure hardship, but he is also the most able to endure hardship. He's slept in the garbage, and this bed is actually pretty good.

The swordfish is different from Zheng Xian, he must rest, he is the only one here who is not an immortal cultivator, these two days of outlaw running, he only has the body of a mortal, he has long been a little unable to support it, and now he is all relying on a strong brute force to stand up, it is when Zheng Xian is still trying to make himself sleep and relax his spirit, the snoring of the swordfish has been shocking.

The night in a daze passed in a blink of an eye, Zheng Xian may have slept for a while, or he may not have slept at all, this night Zheng Xian has been pondering this fairy world.

This is heaven and hell, a place full of vitality like a nursery, and a place where life is cut off like now.

Here, at every moment, Zheng Xian had to contend with the power in the air that was constantly pulling vitality from him.

Zheng Xian could deeply feel that this dying world was struggling at the end of the day, wanting to swallow back all the vitality in this world world.

Here, the vitality of Zheng Xian's body was passing all the time, so when no one saw it, Zheng Xian chose to put on the armor again.

It's impossible to achieve something here, unless you can stay in the nursery all the time.

But the nursery was not something that a lowly existence like him could enjoy, and maybe he would be swallowed by someone along with the entire nursery that day.

Seeing the sunlight outside spilling into the house, the old man with sweet potatoes, who had never turned over all night, sat up first, yawned, looked like he hadn't slept enough, rubbed his nose and said softly: "Get up, get up, don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to find the night charm golden lotus today." ”

With the words of the old man of the sweet potato, Dao Gu and Daoyu got up one after another, the two of them obviously woke up a long time ago, and no one could really sleep peacefully here.

Zheng Xian and his entourage didn't have any packages, so they didn't have to pack anything, except for Aunt Dao who washed her face, Zheng Xian and the saury fish plus the sweet potatoes that should have never washed their faces didn't even have to wash their faces, and walked out of the room directly.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he heard the sound of horses' hooves galloping from a distance, as if they were galloping from the end of the sky.

The old man of the sweet potato frowned, and said, "It sounds like the movement of the Thirteen Shadow Riders, are these guys here to slaughter the city?

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves shook the inn in an instant.

The shopkeeper who was busy looked more and more infiltrated in the sun, with a miserable white face and two red faces, his expression was a little indifferent, but his movements were extremely flustered, and he spun in place, as if he didn't know what to do.

At this time, the whole inn was alarmed, it is not an exaggeration to say that people are on their backs, chickens and dogs jumping, one by one the doors of the rooms are opened, some of the guests are dragging their families, some are alone, but they are all desperately running outside the inn.

Zheng Xian's heart tightened when he looked at this panicked scene, and when he walked out of the inn alley under the leadership of Sweet Potato, he saw that the street was already in chaos, and it was completely a scene of mountains jumping and cracking, and the whole city was in a mess, with the sound of calling for his father and mother everywhere, accompanied by the crying of children from time to time.

And the sound of the horse's hooves on the thirteen shadows still sounded far away in the sky.

The old man of the sweet potato said: "Luck is really bad! Let's go quickly, it seems that this city left behind me I don't know how to offend the poisonous gate and will be slaughtered." ”

Zheng Xian chased after the old man with sweet potatoes and asked in a low voice, "Is the Thirteen Shadow Riders very powerful?"

The swordfish and Daogu both pricked up their ears in unison.

The old man of the sweet potato said: "There are three major saints in the Yin Poison Gate, ten little saints, and there are thirty-eight cities like the Legacy City under its jurisdiction, and thirty-eight kings are stationed, and then there are two hundred venerables like the corpse venerable, and the strength of these thirteen shadow horses is second only to the ten little saints, do you say it is powerful?"

Zheng Xian was puzzled: "How much vitality power do they have?" For Zheng Xian, it is still the vitality power that measures the cultivation level of an immortal, and he has no concept of realm or anything.

The sweet potato old man said: "After passing the Dancheng realm, the number of vitality power is no longer used as a standard to measure the strength of an immortal cultivator, and the measure of an immortal's cultivation level is called Gang Qi, so to speak, one Gang Qi is equal to 10,000 vitality power, and the Thirteen Shadow Riders have at least one hundred Gang Qi." ”

Zheng Xian was stunned, a million vitality.

Zheng Xian's current vitality is only close to a thousand, and the number of one million is beyond the limit of Zheng Xian's imagination.

Zheng Xian only understood at this time that it was time to run away with his life.

At this time, the entire people who stayed in the city were fleeing, and the immortal cultivators with high standards jumped directly out of the city, and the ordinary people could only crowd out of the city at the gate of the city.

Zheng Xian and the others came late after all, after all, the place where they lived was some distance from the city gate, and the city gate, which was originally quite wide, was already filled with thick crowds of people on the inside and outside of the three floors.

This crowd is densely packed like ants, and it makes people desperate to look at.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu couldn't help frowning, in this case, it was difficult to get out of the city.

At this time, there was a loud shout, and an immortal cultivator who had not yet cultivated enough to be able to fly in the sky rushed into the crowd piled up at the city gate, swept with both fists, and smashed out with one punch, blasting a mortal to pieces.

For a moment, the monk burst into a sheepfold like a bull, bursting a gap in the crowd and slaughtering him in a bloody mud.

Immediately, one by one, the immortal cultivators followed suit and entered the crowd, and there were also many immortal cultivators who were constantly absorbing the power of vitality on the side, taking advantage of the dead.

When the knife fish saw this scene, his face was gloomy, and he drew out a short knife, and he was about to step forward to kill a bloody path.

At this time, a cold snort came from the city wall, and dozens of archers with thick arms and golden bows and arrows appeared.

These shooters flicked their fingers repeatedly, the bowstring collapsed like bursting beans, and the arrows fell like locusts, dozens of rampaging immortal cultivators were immediately shot, and even two volleys flew up, and the immortal cultivators of the Dancheng realm who wanted to cross the city wall were shot down directly, although they were not dead, they did not dare to go up the city wall again.

There was a muffled bang, and the heavy city gate fell, crushing the mortals who were about to leave the city with a few people crowded at the city gate.

Seeing this scene, the swordfish silently put away the short knife that was drawn out.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves had reached the outside of the city, and golden light surged from the city wall, and this golden light condensed into a huge giant wearing a crown and a golden robe that was slightly blurred.

This giant is only on itself, but it has covered the entire city of Remain.

"The Thirteen Shadow Riders are not waiting by the side of the Three Sages, what are you doing in this little city left by this king?" Obviously, this king is the lord of the city that stays behind.

Seeing thirteen shadows floating outside the city, one of them spoke: "Thirteen Shadow Riders greet the hermit of the Great Dao. ”

The sweet potato old man next to Zheng Xian snorted and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. Sweet potato originally thought that he had eaten the melon Luo'er that stayed in the city, but he didn't expect that after a long time, these thirteen shadow riders came to find him!

Zheng Xian, the saury fish, and Dao Gu looked at the sweet potato old man in surprise.

Zheng Xianwan didn't expect that this sweet potato old man's name seemed to be very big, and this thirteen shadow riders also had to say a greeting.

The old man with a sweet potato face was as gloomy as ice, and then he spoke: "The monk and Taoist priest will never betray me, it must be those soldiers who betrayed me." Otherwise, no one will know that I have returned to the fairy world. ”

was approached by someone, Zheng Xian's first thought was that the monk and the Taoist priest betrayed the sweet potato, but the sweet potato vetoed, but Zheng Xian felt that it was either a monk or a Taoist priest, and the two of them became the mounts of the green-robed corpse, life is better than death, there is no need to torture them, as long as they can give them a good time, maybe they will explain everything.

The lord of the Leaving City, named King Jin, had an incomparably majestic face, a pitch-black beard sprinkled on his chest, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face, and he said: "Is it a mistake for the Thirteen Shadow Riders?

The Thirteen Shadow Riders seemed to have no patience to talk nonsense with King Jin at all, and the original sentence was not said to King Jin.

At this time, the thirteen shadow riders at the head of the voice were as faint as white water, and said without any emotion: "In order to express the respect of the three saints to the hermit of the Great Dao, the great sage will harvest all the vitality of the city left behind and give it to the hermit of the Great Dao, as a meeting gift, and also ask the hermit of the Great Dao to smile." ”

Or slaughter the city!

As these words were spoken, King Jin's face changed greatly.