Hong Yuan's hands and feet were nimble, and he quickly turned around under the main hall. It's a pity that all the altar owners are stingy ghosts, and they are all shopkeepers with a lot of money outside, and they have a lot of industry, not to mention that there are no treasures on their bodies, not even a few copper plates. In the end, I still found a lot of good things on the helper Feng Fitness, a quaint ring, and a manuscript of "Ghost Wood Jue".

"Ghost Wood Cliff, Ghost Wood Jue ......"

Hong Yuan remembered what Feng Jian said before he died, he had never heard of what kind of sect Ghost Wood Cliff was, but listening to Feng Jian's tone, it seemed that it was not small.

Flipping open the manuscript and looking at it, Hong Yuan unexpectedly found that this was not a cultivation technique, but a unique refining technique, explaining how to refine and repair all kinds of magic weapons. Among them, the one that refined the so-called ghost wood ring was specially folded and densely filled with annotations. According to the above explanation, it is not an ordinary ring, but a rare treasure, which seals the alien space with the special technique of the Ghost Wood Cliff, and can include personal items and even war pets.

"It's more advanced than the storage ring, okay, this ghost wood ring is a good thing!"

Hong Yuan dripped, dripping blood and refining on the spot, and his divine thoughts penetrated into it, and found that there were many spaces sealed inside, and he couldn't count them with his pure divine thoughts for a while, but unfortunately, most of the spaces had been distorted or collapsed, and only three small spaces could barely be used. It seems that this ghost wood ring was not refined by Feng Jian himself, but a treasure he brought out from the ghost wood cliff of his master. Of the three small spaces, two were empty, with two pamphlets, a small wooden box, and two bottles of elixir, one red and one green.

Hong Yuan's mind moved, took out all the items in the ghost wood ring, and opened the small wooden box first, which was carefully wrapped in a piece of cotton and a familiar breath greeted him.

"It's ...... , a fragment of the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts?"

Hong Yuan was surprised, and then became excited, picked up two bottles of pills, one red and one green, looked at them, shook his head and couldn't see anything, opened the first booklet and looked at it to understand. This scribbled booklet records an alchemy technique of refining two pills, the Great Red Pill and the Great Green Pill. Da Hong Pill is highly poisonous, and if there is no antidote within three months after swallowing, it will be itchy and bleeding to death; Da Lu Pill is the corresponding antidote, but it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and needs to be swallowed again after three months.

What a vicious guy! Hong Yuan took a breath secretly, and suddenly understood how Feng Jian, who was not outstanding in cultivation, firmly controlled the Panlong Gang, super scheming was one thing, and more importantly, it was the big red pill and the big green pill. After swallowing the big red pill, who would dare to disobey it? Feng Jian, this guy is too insidious, fortunately he killed him in one go; otherwise, he would definitely be a fierce opponent, and he really couldn't be soft on the wicked!

Hong Yuan secretly called luck and picked up another booklet. Different from the previous two booklets, this one does not record the magic of refining weapons, nor is it alchemy or cultivation exercises, but a roster; it is divided into seventeen paragraphs, each paragraph is preceded by categories such as Kelai Shun or Yihongyuan, and followed by a long list of names, which are divided into two kinds: red pen and black pen, the vast majority of which are written with black pens, and very few are written with red pens, and there are only one or two for each paragraph.

Obviously, this is the roster of the Panlong Gang. The name recorded in the notebook may be a shopkeeper in front of outsiders, or it may be just a shopkeeper, but in fact he is a disciple of the Panlong Gang. According to rumors, although the strength of the Panlong Gang is extraordinary, it has always been low-key, and there are many key people in the gang who are often single-line contacts, and they don't know each other.

"This Feng Jian is really careful enough, but it's a pity that no matter how much effort he spends, he can't save his life in the end. As soon as he died, the Panlong Gang also dispersed, and even many industries would fall into chaos, and the huge foundation would be ruined, which was a pity. ”

Glancing at the corpses of Feng Jian and many altar masters, Hong Yuan shook his head, received everything into the ghost wood ring, and then took this ring with him in his hand, and was about to lead the army of war pets to leave, when he accidentally saw the green wood mask on the face of Huo Qidong, the shopkeeper of Yihong Courtyard, and suddenly his heart moved. According to rumors, Huo Qidong, the shopkeeper of Yihong Courtyard, is also a mysterious figure, and no one has seen his true face. The Panlong Gang is extremely powerful and has many industries, it would be a pity to disperse like this, it will only be cheaper for the second master of the Ye family or the overlord like the head of the Liu family, if you wear Huo Qidong's Aoki mask, can you ......

"Yihongyuan, that's a good place. ”

Hong Yuan's eyes were blazing, thinking about the roster in the ghost wood ring, as well as the big red pill and the big green pill made by Feng Jian, he gradually had a bold idea and plan in his heart, and walked over to take off the green wood mask of Huo Qidong, the shopkeeper of Yihong Courtyard, and then put it on his face, which was not too big or too small.

"Lord, altar masters, thank you, I will definitely fulfill your last wish and carry forward the Panlong Gang, you can go with peace of mind." ”

Glancing at the corpses on the ground, Hong Yuan imitated Huo Qidong's slightly hoarse voice and left a sentence, turned around and left, burning the entire hall with a fire, and then went straight to the dungeon not far away, and released all the dozen or so women who were locked up in the Panlong Gang.

Before leaving, Hong Yuan also dressed up briefly, put a hollowed-out carrot on his nose, painted his lips red, and hung upside down outside the window pretending to be a clown lich, giving the women a warm smile. Then, amid the screams of the women, they ran away in terror as they ran out of the door. Rumors of the Clown Lich are well-known in Shattered Leaf City, and the women, although frightened, have managed to escape from a desperate situation.

A fair woman suddenly appeared outside the main hall, her body was soft and charming, her face was wearing a unique flying fox mask, and the wings on the snow fox's back were raised high.

The Seventh Lady came, and as soon as Hong Yuan left, she appeared in the underground castle silently.

"It's a step too late, and the Panlong Gang was wiped out overnight, which is interesting, and it's getting more and more interesting. Who is this mysterious alchemy master?" The Seventh Lady murmured, grabbing the void with her big hand, and a wisp of air flow on her fingertips slowly rotated, which was the unique fluctuation of the demonic power cyclone in Hong Yuan's body remaining in the air.

didn't have time to take a closer look, the Seventh Lady suddenly felt it and frowned, "These two guys are really a little annoying, it's not good to stay in Night Dragon City, what are you doing here?"

The Seventh Lady shook her head, her body shook and disappeared into the darkness.

Whew! Two black shadows came against the wind, all dressed in alliance robes, with long swords on their shoulders, and rushed directly to the underground castle like a gust of wind. It's a pity that it's still a step too late, and the entire hall has been destroyed.

"Brother Ding, is this really the clown lich who did it?" asked Li Changhe, who had joined the alliance not long ago.

"Hmph, how is that possible? If it's really a clown lich, can those women still get out alive?

Ding Siwei snorted coldly, turned around and left, and in a blink of an eye, he was 100 meters away, and the speed was amazing, and the young Li Changhe hurriedly followed. The two alliance masters came and went quickly, without leaving a trace. After a long while, after the entire underground castle was caught in a sea of fire and could not be approached, Liu Ziqian was late.

"Damn, Feng Jian, that guy is really useless! Who is that alchemy master, who is it......

Liu Ziqian gritted her teeth in anger, followed by a large group of Liu family masters. As soon as she received Feng Jian's secret letter saying that she had the news of the mysterious alchemy master, she summoned a large group of masters to rush over, but unfortunately, it was too late. Liu Ziqian doesn't care if Feng Jian is dead or alive, the question is Feng Jian's death, who else can find out the mysterious alchemy master again?

Liu Ziqian gritted her teeth with hatred, until now, her blue-eyed ferret was still asleep, and she didn't know if she could wake up, and she was miserable by Hong Yuan's elixir.

Outside Xizheng Street, there is a large number of people who come to the black, usually there is no ghost on the street at this time, but there are so many people out of nowhere when something happens, and there are many discussions while watching the excitement. Some people say that it was a family of three, all of whom were burned to death, and others say that it was a den of human traffickers who had harmed countless women.

Hong Yuan also came, he didn't go far at all, he removed all the costumes and props, stood in the crowd and watched the excitement with people, and from time to time he echoed people's nonsense, looking convinced.

"Poor, who set the fire, it's too ruthless, even human traffickers have to leave a whole corpse for others, alas, poor ......"

Hong Yuan said as he shook his head and walked past Liu Ziqian, who gritted his teeth and was angry, unaware that the person he was looking for had just passed by.