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"Your Majesty, the old man really has no intention of being your enemy, the true disciple of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, a certain blood slaughter camp has never accepted such an assassination mission. ”

Heavenly King-level killer Sen Luo was a little anxious, he really didn't want to fight Di Yunxiao here.

That heavy sword is a powerful blade that can easily tear apart the armor of the sand, if he is hit, I am afraid that he will be divided at every turn, even if he does not die, he will lose his blood and blood.

"Stop, little one! Yusheng blew himself up and his body disappeared, but the fragments of his soul were still there, and he could still collect most of them in one day for reincarnation.

Don't delay too much time because of the Heavenly King-level killers in the Blood Slaughter Camp, and besides, this organization has stood for millions of years, so it naturally has its own merits. Before the Purple Mansion, don't act rashly. ”

Just when Di Yunxiao was about to make a move to test Sen Luo, a divine thought suddenly poured into Di Yunxiao's sea of knowledge, and his heavy sword paused and smashed on the ground.

It turned out to be him!

After a slight hesitation, Di Yunxiao finally put the heavy sword back on the lock behind his back, and there were some waves in his deep and misty black pupils.

"Blood Slaughter Camp Heavenly King-level Killer, Your Excellency Sen Luo, today you trespassed into the inner city of My Dry Bone City, which is already a taboo. However, Nian Zai has never made a move on the disciples of this sect, so he doesn't care a lot about you.

However, if you dare to deliberately murder the disciples of the Ancient Sect in the future, don't blame this king for being ruthless. ”

Di Yunxiao's tone was very light, even though he listened to that person's advice, it didn't mean that he liked these killer organizations that specialized in hunting down the leaders of various sects, these guys were all masters who killed people without blinking.

Sen Luo snorted, and after bowing his hand, he quietly disappeared into the darkness, and even Di Yunxiao couldn't detect how the other party left.

When the dust settled, the four Purple Mansion monks who broke into the inner city were all killed, and the looted treasures were recovered, and he even made a windfall.

"Brother Emperor, the matter is over, can we return to our respective territories?"

Under the instruction of Emperor Yunxiao, the old pig demon robbed and killed the golden pill that devoured the Sand Demon Ancestor, and was eager to refine, and wanted to return to his lair immediately at this moment, so he immediately asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Emperor Yunxiao's eyes lit up slightly, and several Purple Mansion powerhouses were like frightened rabbits, and they subconsciously took a few steps back, and after reacting, their old faces were embarrassed and inexplicable.

"I'm tired of you, please don't forget the previous agreement, pay attention to the movements of the demons and the army of the Demon King of the Thorn Dynasty, and if there is any movement, notify the king in time. ”

Emperor Yunxiao stood with his hands in his hands, although he did not exert coercion, but the imperial majesty alone was enough to make several Purple Mansion monks of different races dare not forget it.

Then, he opened the barrier and let several alien monks escape.

At this moment, in a bamboo forest hundreds of miles away, the figure of Sen Luo, the killer of the Blood Slaughterhouse Heavenly King, who had disappeared half a pillar of incense, slowly became condensed and landed on a bamboo house.

"Hmm, Sen Luoru actually came back so soon, looking at your embarrassed appearance, the real person of the King of Dry Bone City blew himself up and died, could it be that even Dry Bone City was razed to the ground?"

In the bamboo house, a laughing voice sounded, and after a few breaths, a middle-aged scribe dressed in white and shaking a folding fan in his hand pushed open the door and walked out.

"Wenqu, the ranking of this seat is still ahead of you, don't think that you are a new Heavenly King-level killer, you dare to be so presumptuous! ”

Sen Luo removed the mask from his face, revealing a rather old face, plain, looking like an old man who was about to die in his peers.

If anyone were here, they would have exclaimed, the monk known as Wenqu, codenamed Thousand Faces Langjun, was one of the Seven Heavenly Kings of the Blood Slaughter Camp alongside Sen Luo.

The appearance of the two Heavenly King-level killers near Dry Bone City was enough to see the importance that their Blood Slaughter Camp attached to the Qingxia Ancient Sect.

"Do you need to contact the Great Heavenly King immediately?Oh! The Demon Giant Death Dragon Eagle was born, and Wang Yusheng died in battle, but it was indeed a big news that caused a sensation in the entire Northern Regions, and it could be sold in exchange for a lot of resources.

However, there is no need to use the communication array for this matter, for the time being, I am afraid that only our Blood Slaughter Camp knows, and it will be too late to report it to the Great Heavenly King after going back. ”

Qianmian Langjun Wenqu was quite surprised, he was hundreds of miles away, and he had also witnessed Wang Zhenren blow himself up, but the war between the evil demons and the ten thousand clans had already reached the white-hot stage, and it was not too surprising.

It's just that the value of this news is not enough to use the teleportation array that can transmit millions of miles, right?

"Nonsense! Do you think this seat is boring, except for Wang Zhenren's self-explosion and heavy damage to the demon army, I also saw a person today, a rather terrifying emperor. ”

A gust of wind blew, the bamboo forest shook, and under the rippling blue waves, a trace of essence crossed Wenqu's narrow eyes.

The only ones who can be called emperors by the Blood Slaughter Camp Heavenly King Killer Sen Luo are those young overlords born in this generation, all of whom are masters of the times, and even they dare not touch easily.

"What are you kidding, there are only a few young emperors in the Northern Regions, how can anyone appear in this corner? Let me guess, could it be the Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu of the Qingxia Ancient Sect?"

Sen Luo spat out a breath of turbid air and slowly shook his head: "Although the Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu came to the Dry Bone City, on the eve of the Great War, he had already led a group of Purple Mansion out of the mountain and went to an unknown place.

Otherwise, Dry Bone City would not have fought to such a brilliant extent, and Wang Yusheng would not have died in battle. ”

"Since it's not the Sword Emperor, could it be the Great God Son Demon Thirteen of the Chonglou Demon Palace, or the Tai'a Sword Sect's Little Sword Saint Tyrant Sanyuan? Only the traces of the two of them have not been traced by the organization. ”

Sen Luo clenched his hands tightly, and after a moment he let go, his face still tinged with a hint of depression.

"It's not these two! Do you know that among the new generation of disciples of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, there is another Supreme Seed?"

Wen Qu was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "That's natural, we are killers, of course we have to find out about the taboo characters of various sects, and I don't want to capsize in the gutter."

Qingxia Sect has produced a young man with the qualification of a purple gold emperor, and it is impossible to say that after one or two hundred years, he will be a sword emperor Qu Jiangqiu, but it is a pity that he was born later after all, otherwise he can be compared with those overlords. ”

The folding fan in Wenqu's hand shook twice, and it seemed that it was a pity that Emperor Yunxiao would be covered by the light of several Gaidai overlords in a hundred years.

"It's him! After escaping the aftermath of Wang Zhenren's self-explosion, he saw his true body in the inner city of Dry Bone City, this son is very terrifying!"

Sen Luo's gaffe surprised Wenqu, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and deep suspicion appeared in the depths of his pale blue pupils.

"Sen Luo, could it be that you were stupid by Wang Zhenren's self-explosion? That little doll is less than thirty years old, just a True Monarch monk, how can it be described as terrible for you and me?"

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