82. Central City

Aomine looked at those people carefully, "Oh~!I remember, you are the same group of people who surrounded me a year ago!What are you doing?How do you put away the tolls!Also, what's the matter with the boss?"

"Boss, back then, when you said retreat, you retreated, and let the brothers disperse. Later, as soon as the brothers put it together, they robbed and killed anyway, and they simply dominated the southwest city. Our people, all of whom are masters of the Southwest City, originally no one was convinced of anyone, but now that they have formed a group, who dares to be disobedient? These days, we are becoming more and more majestic, and we have eaten enough sweetness, and we are all looking forward to you, the boss!"

Looking at the man's attentive gaze, Qingfeng felt a little relieved.

These people were originally the proud sons of various sects and sects, and they were unruly, but back then, he tempted them with interests and hired them to do things, which gradually made people huddle together and taste the sweetness. After he retreated, the people who should have dispersed were unwilling to give up the business of killing people and living harder, so they continued to pull the banner together. To make it clear, he is actually the king of Hupi Mountain, and no one else obeys anyone, so he can only be the boss.

"Boss, for more than a year, our brothers in this southwest city have said the same, anyone who does not have long eyes will be killed out of the Martial God Dao Domain. Southwest City went in and out to receive a martial god Daoyun, plus the brothers occasionally went out to fight the autumn breeze, the days were easy and comfortable, but this strength of martial arts did not fall at all!"

Listening to the young man who was talking, Qingfeng's face became a little strange. He suddenly remembered the vicious curses he had given when he came out of the tenfold retreat. Dare to love, this is carrying a knife for their gang of robbers!

"Ahem~ Since you have had a good harvest for more than a year, do you have a copy for the boss?" Coughing lightly, Qingfeng asked with a "resentful" look.

"Ahem, cough~" This can make people choke, "Boss, what are you talking about? You are so powerful, you still need us to collect the Martial God Dao Essence for you! We are all looking forward to you sitting here for ten days and a half months after you get out of the customs...... The worst is that he also took us to other places in Bafang City to grab him. ”

"Stop, stop! Qingfeng hurriedly shouted to stop. has just come out of the customs, and he is bent on rushing into Central City, which will stop them, and he will really become the king of the mountain. "I still have something to do, so I can't take you to rob it. If you are willing, you can go in a group by yourself...... Report my name if something happens......"

With that, Qingfeng walked towards the cultivation realm. As for tolls... Do bandit leaders still have to pay tolls?

The farther he went, Qingfeng was still muttering, "Anyway, no one knows me, and I won't beat you more if I report my name!" His voice was so small that the people behind him couldn't hear it.

After walking far away, he suddenly turned his head again and shouted: "From now on, the toll fee will rise to two Martial God Dao Yun!" After speaking, regardless of the reactions of those people, he walked towards the cultivation realm again, muttering as he walked, "The knife is also carried, the pot is also carried, and the scolding is also scolded by you, if you don't really do something bad, I feel sorry for myself!"

The teenagers guarding the door were already stunned, and the back of Qingfeng was full of reverence. "The boss is really the boss, his heart is black enough, and his courage is big enough! Originally, he had to tremble to accept one Martial God Daoyun, and he was afraid that people would rebel together, but the boss would accept two in one sentence!

The people, who were already greedy and dissatisfied, immediately took advantage of the situation to mention the tolls to the two, and the southwest city immediately complained. Aomine's reputation is in Southwest City, and it stinks even more!

Just when the people of Southwest City were eager to cramp and peel off the skin of Qingfeng, the bandit leader, this guy who saw the head and the tail of the divine dragon had already entered the depths of the cultivation realm and was about to go to the Central City.

In the depths of the cultivation realm, there are goblins in the transformation period everywhere, and there are even goblins in the late transformation stage, which is equivalent to the strong ones in the human race's seizure period. Even if he had already made a leap in strength, Qingfeng didn't dare to be too arrogant here, he was cautious all the way, and the shadow flash speed of the Hundred Shadows Realm flew up one step later, a few points faster than the original rabbit demon with amazing speed.

The central city is in the center of the cultivation realm, and the southwest city is thousands of miles to the northeast, and Qingfeng ran wildly for two days and two nights, and finally saw the towering walls of the central city.

The city wall is straight, full of whole blocks of 10,000-ton boulders, running all the way to the north and south along the root of the wall, and there is no entrance. Instead, Aomine estimated the size of the Central City, which was a huge city thousands of miles from north to south, and he guessed that it was likely to be wrapped in a secret realm.

There was no entrance, and Aomine went straight to the city wall. As far as the eye can see, not far away, thousands of meters away, another city wall has been seen. "Sure enough, this place, like the Wuzun Palace, is the Narrow Great Wall. The Martial Venerable Hall enveloped the entire Martial God Dao Domain, and the Central City enveloped the Martial Mystery Realm. ”

It may be that it is in the middle of the Dao Domain, and Central City is not the slightest defense. Jumping off the city wall, Aomine has come to the Central City, and the unique and mysterious aura makes Aomine's breath stagnate, "This is the breath of five times the speed of repair." "There was no one around, along the road in the city, all the way to the north, to the east, to spare most of the city, only to finally see the vague figure.

This is a section of the central city in the north of the narrow central city on all sides, and more than 1,000 Tianjiao children who came here rested here. In addition to the people who have gone deep into the secret realm, there are hundreds of people here. Walking in it, you can also see the children of the Martial God, whose appearance is similar to that of Bafang City, but the strength of the people is more fierce.

Qingfeng was secretly shocked in his heart, along the way, almost half of the people along the way had already pointed out the peak strength of the stage. And all of them have a fine light in their eyes, revealing the breath of a hundred battles, compared with the people of Bafang City, I don't know how much stronger! The more I observe, the more frightened I become, the invincible Bafang City and the undefeated soul refining period do not mean that he can be like a fish in water in Central City, here he still has a big gap with others.

As he walked, he suddenly killed two people in the alley in front of him. The two of them were wrapped in black robes and wore black scarves, and they couldn't judge their identities at all, but they were extremely ruthless when they made their moves, and the moves were all fatal greetings. The people around dodged one after another, but they were not surprised, some looked at the excitement, and some left directly.

Qingfeng's heart was shocked, this Central City, really couldn't help killing. Under the bright future, the human race cannibalizes each other, and it is no more gentle than the demon spirit.

With emotion, the two men in black have already decided the winner. One of them was killed by a sword, turned into black ash and scattered, the immortal golden body turned back into gray hair, and fell more than a dozen golden light sculptures, the size of a palm, the appearance is the same as the martial god Daoyun, but it is golden. "Martial God Daozang!" Aomine's eyes suddenly lit up.

The victorious man moved quickly, and without waiting for anyone to react, he put away the Martial God Daozang, and disappeared from view between the ups and downs. From beginning to end, no one knows the identities of the two, and life or death is a secret. There are no worries, people are even more bloody and crazy.

Aomine's heart was awe-inspiring, the battle between Central City and the Secret Realm was obviously much more brutal. In order to survive, many people have even abandoned their identities in the outside world and turned into people in black, life and death.

"Red Aya...... Yingsleeve ......" muttered, and he couldn't help but be even more worried. When he came here, he realized that he had no way to find the two.

I looked around blankly, not knowing where to go.

"Friend, borrow clothes!" said suddenly, a figure stood in front of him, and said hurriedly.

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, looking at the person who came, his face was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. There were blood stains everywhere on his body, which was extremely messy, and his expression was a little urgent, but his eyes were very calm, looking at Qingfeng, "Just do it!"

Nodding, brushing the bag around his waist, Qingfeng took out a set of Miaoyin Valley's white robes and handed it to the man. That faint sense of familiarity made him decide to help.

When the visitor saw the white robe, he was obviously stunned, and glanced at Qingfeng in some surprise. Immediately calmed down, clenched his fists, "Thank you friends of Miaoyin Valley!" took the white robe, walked into the alley on the side, and after a while, walked out again.

Looking at the person who had changed into a white robe, Qingfeng's spirit was suddenly shocked, and he secretly exclaimed, "Bitter coconut!"

Just now, the bitter coconut was dressed in bloody and messy, and Qingfeng hadn't recognized it yet, but at this time, he changed into a white robe, and he was facing the hurried glance of the "rapid" trial at the beginning.

Ku Ye hurriedly walked to Qingfeng's side, deliberately turned his back to the street, and whispered: "Friend, I am Ku Ye, and I have always been good friends with Miaoyin Valley's senior sister Yingshou. Can you do me a favor and get rid of a swarm of flies?"

Aomine nodded faintly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid! just think of it as a small talk with a friend, a bunch of idiots, unrecognizable. Bitter Coconut looked relaxed and said soothingly.

Qingfeng smiled slightly and asked, "I know you, the Tianjiao Bitter Coconut of the 'End of the World', who can force you to escape?"

Ku Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not the guys of the Xuanwu Clan, they want to bully me because there are many people! Although I don't like to fight, I'm not a soft persimmon, if they want to fight, I'll accompany them to fight!"

Xuanwu ...... Qingfeng shook his head suddenly, these guys really can't live in peace, they are everywhere they go!

Ku Ye said again: "By the way, I heard that your senior sister Yingsleeve and the Xuanwu clan are not dealing with each other, and they are not less opposed." However, Yingsleeve is indeed a heroine among women, and her personal grievances will never involve the sect, and she has not been involved in the children of Miaoyin, which is admirable!"

But Qingfeng on the side was suddenly startled, "Yingsleeve fought with the Xuanwu clan by himself?"

"Not really!" said Ku Ye, "and from time to time someone helps her. The nine grandsons of the White Tiger clan can let go, whoever dares to move a single hair on his sleeves, Sun Hu, Sun Zhen, Sun Qian, and Sun Kun will find trouble with whom. Therefore, the Xuanwu clan did not dare to be ruthless. In this secret realm, if you want to go sideways, you have to be the White Tiger Clan. ”

Aomine breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but then his heart was mentioned again, "What about Red Aya?"

"Red Aya?" Ku Ye was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Oh! You said the Tianjiao Red Silk of Fengge of the Mountain Gate, right? After entering the secret realm for two years, no one has ever seen her, and I don't know where to hide and cultivate." ”

No one has ever seen the red aya? Didn't the Ying sleeves also find the red aya? Qingfeng's heart was in turmoil, and all kinds of speculations kept surging.

"Do you know where Yingsleeve is?"

Ku Ye smiled, "You Miaoyin Valley disciples don't know where she is, and I don't know even more!"

Qingfeng's breathing suddenly stagnated, this Central City and the secret realm are boundless, where is he going to find Yingsleeve, and how can he find Hongaya, who has never even shown his face?