Seeing that the strongest young master among the four of them did not have the slightest power to fight back in the hands of this man, and more importantly, he actually had a relationship with the old man, and at this point, the faces of several people turned pale.

Ye Tian glanced at them coldly, and didn't bother to torture them, and with a wave of his arm, a dense ice blade suddenly appeared in the air.

The cold air swept in, surrounding everyone, and as soon as Yetian raised his hands, the ice blade exploded with a whoosh.

At the same time, a thin filament stretched out from Yetian's body, wrapping around the bodies of several people like maggots on the tarsal bones.

Several people's bodies trembled, trying to avoid them, but their bodies seemed to be restrained by something, and they couldn't move.

Ice blades pierced through their vital points, and several people had hideous faces, blood flowed from their bodies, and then their bodies slowly fell.

With a wave of his arms, a few feet of flame suddenly rose in the air, and the corpse on the ground touched the flames, and it instantly turned into powder.

Listening to this man's tone before, maybe he has some family background, and he doesn't want to get into trouble at night, and these follow-up things must be dealt with.

At the same time, in the gorgeous lobby, the luxurious table was covered with jade slips, but at this time, there was a slight click, which could be said to be negligible to ordinary people, but to the ears of the servants waiting outside the door, it was like angry thunder ringing in the ears.

At this time, the servant staggered open the door of the temple, and at a glance saw the last broken jade slip, seeing this, the servant's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were filled with a layer of despair. He had been in charge of this soul hall for many years, how could he not understand the meaning of the last jade slip.

These jade slips have the soul mark of their respective owners, and if the jade slips are broken, it means that the owner who left the soul mark is also dead. That last jade slip was the soul mark left by the only son of the town mayor.

He staggered open the door, exclaiming, "Master, it's not good!"

In the gorgeous bedroom, the middle-aged man sat at the top, and the servant kneeling on the ground below, and a heavy and solemn aura came out from inside.

The middle-aged man got up and carried everyone on his back, and a faint voice came from above: "What you said is true?" The plain voice made everyone feel as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"My lord, it's true!" the pressure poured down on the servant like a flood, and the servant fell to his knees, his head so low that he almost touched the ground.

"Hmph, I want to see who dares to deceive me. The middle-aged man snorted coldly, slapped the chair next to him with his big hand, and the chair turned into powder in an instant.

The subordinate at the bottom swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it was a chair made of fierce beasts in the Void Realm! If it weren't for the fact that the chair had been specially offered by him to curry favor with the mayor, he would have thought that the chair was just a fake.

Seeing the mayor's exposed hand, the fear of the people below became even heavier.

But the middle-aged man didn't have such a mind to pay attention to these at this time, and his heart was already burning with anger at this time. He knew that his son was doing all kinds of evil in his domain, but he did not care about it, but doubled down on it, because as his son, he had the right to do it.

The True Martial Continent is a world where the weak eat the strong, paying more attention to strength than anywhere, if his subordinates surpass him in strength, I believe that his subordinates will immediately kill him and take his place. And such rules have been inherited in the Zhenwu Continent, and they are not formulated by any emperor, but the laws of survival evolved from the Zhenwu Continent.

But the most strange thing is that no matter how much the Zhenwu Continent changes, the ruler will always remain the same, and the throne of the Emperor of the Zhenwu Continent will always belong to one family. It's not that everyone loves him and is unwilling to take away the throne of their family, but because no one is stronger than their family, the Michel family seems to have a mysterious power, each generation is born with amazing genius, and the Michel family, who have ruled for tens of millions of years, finally makes people lose the courage to fight them.

The two giants of the True Martial Continent, in addition to the royal line of the Michel family, are the True Martial Sect.

The history of the True Martial Sect can be said to be a long inheritance, and it has existed since ancient times, but when it comes to the specific time, no one can say clearly.

In the eyes of the common people, Zhenwu Sect is like a rural child who has been admitted to a university, and it is a place where a carp jumps over the dragon gate. As long as you are favored by the people of the True Martial Sect, it means that you have a good future, even if you go in to do chores, it also shows that your future is bright.

Although there are also some forces scattered, for the True Martial Sect, it is just a pearl of rice, so there is nothing to worry about.

These two forces are like a scale, maintaining the peace of the Zhenwu Continent. And the officials at all levels of the True Martial Continent are actually almost all from the True Martial Sect. In any case, the strength of these two sides has never been at war, and they have always maintained a state of countless Xiang'an, as if they are secretly abiding by the rules of the game.

The middle-aged man on the other side spat out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on his fingertips, and the complicated handprints kept changing, superimposed on them layer by layer, and then the two fingers curled, and the middle-aged man let out a low sigh. "Change!"

Immediately, the blood on his fingertips gradually turned into a red thread, which slowly wriggled like a living creature along his hand, and the thread fell to the ground and extended out at a faster speed, followed by the middle-aged man's pace.

Huh?

The middle-aged man looked at the end of the red silk disappearing and fell to the ground. The surroundings are littered with traces of heat burns.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man leaned over and gently touched the red droplets on the ground with his fingertips, put them on his nose, and a familiar breath came to his face, and the middle-aged man's eyes were about to split, this drop of blood was left by his son. The middle-aged man threw a punch and directly smashed the mountain not far away into slag. "Don't let me find you, or I'll crush your soul under the Nine Shadows. The middle-aged man said fiercely. That person was so vicious that he didn't even spare the corpse, and the high temperature around him clearly showed that his son was dead. If his son's corpse still exists, he can rely on the secret method he obtained to let his son borrow the corpse to resurrect his soul.

A soft roar came from a distance, and the next moment, the sky instantly darkened, and the giant bird fell to the ground, and its wings, which were several feet long, suddenly stirred up a wind in the ground.

The two figures jumped down and knelt respectfully in front of the middle-aged man.

"Mayor Town!"

"Check! You must give me a deal!" The middle-aged man looked at the blood droplets on the ground, his eyes were red, because the blood of his hands that he was holding hard could not stop falling, and the sound was like that from Jiuyou, which made people shudder.

"Yes!" the legs of the two figures trembled a few times, and then said respectfully.

The middle-aged man stood on a high place with his hands on his hands, looking coldly at the sky in front of him, his eyes flashing with cruelty, as if he had seen the murderer of his son Ling Chi.

Yetian didn't know anything about what was happening here, and with his mental power, Yetian received the feedback back.

Holding the little girl, in order to prevent the wind generated by the extreme speed of flight from hurting Niuniu, the night sky blessed the little girl with the guardian of water, and also arranged a soundproof cover.

As time passed, the outline of the city wall gradually appeared in front of Yetian's eyes.

The smell of the erosion of time is everywhere you look, and the smell of history comes to your face.

The three characters of the wild city are three points into the wood, and the golden light is brilliant with sharpness and slaughter that cannot be ignored. Obviously, it was written by a man who had been holding a sword for many years and had good strength.

Ye Tian nodded secretly, sure enough, no matter where it is, the law of survival where strength is respected is always the same.

"Stop!"

As soon as Yetian was about to enter the city gate, he heard a sharp shout suddenly surging through the air. Ye Tian looked up, only to see that on both sides of the city gate that was nearly two feet high, the hideous beast statues were set up, and a trace of red mist appeared in the big mouth of the blood basin, like a rain of blood, which was particularly frightening. Even the little girl who had just woken up from a sweet dream buried her head in the arms of the night sky, afraid to look at the horror.

Yetian's gaze continued to move down, and when he saw the guards on both sides of the city gate, his eyes showed a look of surprise, those two guards were obviously the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, but he didn't expect that they were just a gatekeeper here.

And the two guards were obviously very attentive to Yetian's clothes, and when their stunned eyes swept over the complicated and luxurious black clothes of Yetian's body, the second time the voice was obviously smaller than the first. After all, they were just a small guard, and it was obviously unwise to offend a noble son for the sake of having a loud voice.

"To enter the city gate, you need to pay at least 1 lower grade spirit stone. The gate bowed and stepped back, his words tinged with respect. Strength is sometimes directly proportional to clothing, and in their opinion, this young man is either a child of an official eunuch or a strong man with strength.

Ye Tian is obviously no stranger to such a tone, and the set of clothes on his body is also the dress he wore when he went to the banquet in his previous life.

Indifferently dropped a low-grade spirit stone, and Yetian walked straight over.

However, the guards at the city gate looked at the lower grade spirit stone in their hands blankly, looking at each other. There was distrust in their eyes, they were not mistaken, that son was actually just an ordinary person. If it is a really strong person or a son of a big family, more or less, they can get some rewards. These rewards are the modern equivalent of tips. It can be seen that the economic knowledge of this world is still very developed, and there is already such a thing as tipping. Just now he saw that the boy was more expensive than their usual people, thinking that he could make a lot of money now, and he was secretly happy, but he didn't expect that he didn't have a hair.

I don't know what their mood is.

Because he was in the midst of a sudden realization.

As soon as he stepped into the city gate, a thick ancient aura rushed to his face, and he found that the incomparably heavy pressure was overwhelmingly rushing towards him like the sea, and at that moment, the huge pressure actually made his steps take a step back