Chapter 92 The Plaque Hangs Under the Corpse
The hunter is no longer the slightest threat to Li Zhi, and the same top-level thunder shield is as thin as a blank sheet of paper in front of Li Zhi now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info took a few steps forward, drew the short knife in his arms, and ended his life with the short knife that the hunters used to sneak up on the illusion master.
The life of a hunter is absurd to say.
Carefully selected from among the declining warriors, illusionists trained them to kill their own kind, however, in this era, the warriors have finally declined, and the aura of heaven and earth that can supply the cultivation of the warriors has also dried up, and the hunters will not be able to get on the stage after all.
The body of the hunter fell to the ground, in a pool of blood from the men he had killed.
Zao'er curled up there, very scared.
Well, Li Zhi was actually very disgusting when he saw the scene of splitting people.
"Let's get out of here first. Li Zhi helped Jiang Li, put on his prosthetic legs, and then pulled Zao'er away from the door.
Sending the two of them out of the alley, Li Zhi stopped a carriage, took off his coat, and said to Jiang Li: "Take it, go directly to the Magic Tower, and tell the people of the Magic Tower that you are my people, and they will settle you." ā
Jiang Li nodded and asked, "What about you?"
Li Zhi glanced at the frightened Zao'er on the side and said, "It's time for Qingcang's people to fight back." ā
Jiang Li looked at the back of Li Zhi returning to the alley, and suddenly felt that Li Zhi gradually became taller, and when the shadow slowly lengthened, it seemed that he saw the future fate of Qingcang's people in the dark shadow. They would never be able to understand how strong a Transfiguration Master really was.
Jiang Li Nan Nan said to himself: "This son is not a thing in the pool, it seems that if you want to leave Dongcheng in the future, you must get his help." ā
After that, he pushed Zao'er into the carriage and galloped all the way for fear of encountering Qingcang again, and rushed directly to the sphere of influence of the Demon Tower.
Li Zhi, who returned to the alley, carried the bodies of two hunters, one on his left shoulder and one on his right shoulder. In this way, he swaggered out of the alley, and walked from the short road towards the starting place of Qingcang's sphere of influence, Qingcang Monument.
Qingcang has always had a rule, that is, wherever the sphere of influence goes, they will chisel out the eagle monument symbolizing Qingcang and stand there, which is nothing more than to announce to Dongcheng that this is Qingcang's place, which is sacred and inviolable.
During this time, due to the extreme suppression of the Demon Tower, Qingcang's sphere of influence has increased dramatically and has doubled.
The southern and western halves of the entire eastern city have become the boundaries of Qingcang.
The Eagle Monument stood less than two streets away from the Monluo Clubhouse, and Li Zhi carried the corpses of the two hunters and strode towards it. The blood-stained face, hidden between the two corpses, was unnoticeable, and passers-by marveled at the fact that someone was carrying the two corpses down the street.
I was surprised, but I was not afraid.
In the world of the jungle, if they are all afraid of this scene, they can only live in those corners of the East City, and they will never be able to raise their heads.
Standing in front of the eagle monument, on the huge stone monument stands a goshawk all the time, majestic. Li Zhi looked up at the four-character stone plaque hanging on the huge stone gate, and smiled faintly.
The people around wondered what Li Zhi wanted to do, and carried the two corpses to the eagle monument of Qingcang for no reason.
"What does this man want to do?" began to talk to the people on the side of the road.
Someone immediately answered, but they were all suspicious, and the words they said were not touching at all, "It should be a surrender, now there are always people who take the lives of Qingcang's enemies in order to take refuge in Qingcang, and then use their lives to ask Qingcang for credit." ā
Of course, there are still discerning people in this world, and looking at the clothes of the two, you can instantly know the identities of the two.
"Hunters! These two turned out to be the top hunters of Qingcang. It is rumored that Qingcang's top hunters can join forces to kill illusion masters in the Consummation Realm, and few people have seen them because the person who has seen them is dead. ā
"Won't it?"
The people around him were surprised at first, but even more horrified when they saw what happened next.
Li Zhi actually pulled out the iron rod of the colored flag outside the stone gate, jumped up, and inserted the two iron pillars on the stone plaque of the Qingcang Land Boundary. At the same time, a thick hemp rope trapped the waists of the two, and the other end was hung on the iron pillar, and then pulled hard, and the two hung directly on the stone plaque!
Because the stone plaque could not bear the pressure, the black dense lines were cracked, and the hearts of the onlookers were also eager to leave here.
They finally understood that it was Qingcang's enemy who came, and they came in such a high-profile manner, killing two top hunters, not to mention, and hanging their bodies on stone plaques.
In front of the Eagle Monument, which was still lively, there were only a few people left at once.
Hearing the wind, the Qingcang guards came towards Li Zhi with a guy in their hands, led by the head of this generation, a master of illusion, but it seems that he can't get on the stage. Li Zhi was suddenly a little lost.
However, the onlookers were amazed that the leader of this side had come!
As soon as the illusionist came out, he looked up at the corpse that was still dripping blood on the stone plaque, and was very annoyed. When he saw Li Zhi's appearance, he was a little surprised, because Li Zhi looked too young.
"Stinky boy, are you looking for death?" Since he is young, he really can't have any fear in mind.
When he came, he was afraid that a strong enemy would come to the door, but it turned out to be a young man.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, understandably.
However, it is unforgivable.
Li Zhi trapped two sections of the rope that trapped the corpse under the goshawk claws of the eagle monument, and asked when he buried his head: "Uncle, what kind of character are you?"
When the visitor saw that the other party asked him who he was at a young age, there was no contempt in his heart, but more annoyance. As the manager of this generation, he is a small leader of the sky, and he wants to be windy and rainy, and someone asked him who he is?
I was underestimated by this kid!
He opened his mouth and replied, "Qingcang is like a dragon." ā
Li Zhi seemed to be a little familiar with this name, so he asked: "Are you the patriarch of the former vassal family of the Demon Tower?" I didn't expect to be Qingcang's lackey, and after only a few days, I actually started to be angry. ā
"Presumptuous, I think you are looking for death!" Zhang Rulong's heart moved, and the illusion instantly enveloped this area.
Within a hundred meters, it was immediately shrouded in a mist lock, and the illusionist could see the scene, a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, extremely hideous. It can be described as a step at a time, and walking in it is like walking in hell.
Just as Zhang Yilong, who was casting the illusion, smiled, he suddenly saw a scene that could frighten him.
In the illusion, the blood on Li Zhi's face was gone, replaced by a clear face.
Zhang Yilong had seen him, and he remembered this face very clearly, he was sitting on the highest level of the magic tower where he should have been sitting.