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touched his chin, but Zhou Chenxi was in a trance.

Because he touched something, like fluff, not tender but not coarse.

Think about the fact that when he entered the hell realm four years ago, Zhou Chenxi was only eighteen years old, and four years later, Zhou Chenxi, who is already twenty-two years old, touched his chin for the first time.

"I, I, I've got a beard?"

Zhou Chenxi was shouting, his tone was shocked, as if he had discovered a new continent.

After touching it a few more times, Zhou Chenxi's expression changed at this time, and he smiled: "I can be regarded as growing up, haha......"

I touched my beard for a while.

Zhou Chenxi sighed.

Because it's been a while again, why haven't you come yet.

"What the hell are these people eating, before I entered the tavern, I made a point to let people see that I was here. ”

"That person is from the Lonely Dust Building, and he should be able to trust him just by spreading the news. ”

"Is that the Nading family so wasted?"

Shaking his head, Zhou Chenxi finally gave up waiting.

His mind was running, and a terrifying spiritual power was whistling, rushing out of the sea of his divine consciousness like a tidal wave, spreading out to the surroundings.

While exerting his divine sense, Zhou Chenxi felt this terrifying spiritual power at the same time, and then he laughed out loud, laughing like a madman.

Because of the four years of hard work there, Zhou Chenxi broke through his spiritual power after countless resurrections and deaths, reaching an even more shocking level.

How strong this spiritual power is, it can be shown in the future.

What's more, the ancient runes on Zhou Chenxi's chest were shining, lighting up with an unusual color, and its brightness was like a blood-colored little sun rising here.

And on Zhou Chenxi's body, which was only covered by torn clothes, there were fifty-seven stripes of glowing on the dark skin.

They are shining with strange colors and amazing power.

These are the things that Zhou Chenxi portrayed in the hell realm, and they are the best results that Zhou Chenxi has achieved in the face of constant impact and death.

Then Zhou Chenxi's feet were stepping.

There was a crack at the foothold, and there was a crack spreading, which was very scary.

The energy of the ancient runes was circulating, and Zhou Chenxi's eyes turned blood-red at this time.

Blood-colored energy floated out, surrounding Zhou Chenxi's body, they were like blood mist, ethereal, but terrifying.

And Zhou Chenxi was looking at a certain place, and his terrifying spiritual power had already captured those people.

After seeing these horses, his momentum under the appearance of a beggar at this time completely changed, like a mad king in blood.

"These people are as stupid as pigs. ”

"I'd better come to you. ”

The words were coming out, but in a moment, Zhou Chenxi's figure was already far away.

All this is just a moment, from the time when the power of the ancient runes is used to Zhou Chenxi's departure, it is only a moment, so few people can notice what Zhou Chenxi has done.

All that could be seen was the sudden cracking of the ground and the sudden chill.

When that terrifying spiritual power came out, it alarmed the strong people in this city.

Those are all extraordinary monks, the real grandmothers in this city, the weakest ones are also in the early Yuan Infant Period, and the strongest ones have reached the middle Yuan Infant Period.

In the midst of the city's bustling city, there was a high-rise mansion, which was huge, surrounded by walls that enclosed a mile of land, and which had a different color. It was a huge trap beast, all made of different materials, and it was very strange.

Moreover, these beasts are huge, and their bodies are so high that they can be seen by passers-by standing outside the three-foot high wall.

And deep underneath this mansion, there was a retreat room, only now the door was wide open, and three people were sitting around it.

Those were three strong men with extraordinary strength, and each of them possessed the cultivation of the Yuan Infant or above.

All three have characteristics.

One of them had black hair, but he had long black eyebrows and a long black beard.

He looked even stranger, it was summer and the temperature was hot, but he was wearing a silver fur robe.

And his face was not fat, and he was a little thin, but he could hold up his fat silver fur robe, and he looked round.

The other person, he looked much more ordinary, just an ordinary middle-aged man, but his hand never stopped, tinkering with a trap beast in his hand.

He is the owner of this retreat.

The last person is also a middle-aged man, but he is the strongest of the three, and the most eye-catching.

And the most eye-catching thing is his shiny big bald head, no, not a big bald head.

It should be a big baldness!

There is no hair on the top of the shiny head, and there is only a little bit of grass, smooth and shiny, and it is still shining with extraordinary light.

And on the bare edge, the hair there grew from grass to a very thick one. And when you look at it, the roots are very thick, not at all like the hair that a bald person can grow.

It's weird, and it's even more peculiar.

But this balding middle-aged man doesn't care, and he still lives happily every day against his brain.

At this time, he was holding a small cigarette gun, and there was a mouthful of it. As he smoked, the old mouth narrowed, first inhaling with pleasure, then with a comfortable face, and then, after feeling the smell of the cigarette in his mouth, he opened his mouth and spit out several circles in the air, as he did.

Finally the bald one watched the smoke ring slowly float up and finally dissipate.

The other two were looking at the balding middle-aged man, and the corners of their eyebrows twitched.

One of them, in particular, was the one who was tinkering with the beasts. He is the master of this retreat, which is made of flammable materials and needs to be protected from fire. In this way, the owner of this place saw that this old bald man was doing whatever he wanted here, and he was really angry.

But when it came to getting angry, the man couldn't be angry, because he knew that Han Jiuyi, the old boy, was measured.

The three of them got together but had nothing to say, and after a while, the person who was tinkering with the trap beast sighed, put down the unfinished trap beast in his hand, and said, "Han Jiuyi, my new trap beast, you give me an evaluation." ”

"It's been a long time since you grinded and chirped, have you finished smoking?"

"Wait......"

When Han Jiuyi wanted to answer, he suddenly sat upright.

Same as Han Jiuyi, the other two felt something at the same time.

And this is the moment when Zhou Chenxi releases his divine consciousness on the street.

All three looked at each other.

"There's a master coming!"

"That's a terrible killing and terrifying blood, a terrible character!"

The master of the retreat room spoke, and said so. Then I saw that Han Jiuyi had put away the cigarette gun, and the soles of his feet were as if they were smeared with oil, and there was no one with a bang, and he ran out.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing Han Jiuyi?"

"Come back to me, what a word. ”

As soon as the owner of this place saw that the old boy of Han Jiuyi had fled, he immediately chased him out, opened his mouth and roared, and the roar also spread with true qi, and the owner of this place was afraid that the old ghost of Han Jiuyi would not hear it.

The man burst out with such momentum. ”

"There's got to be a fight, I'll go and have a good time and see what happens! I'll be back later to give your Trap Beast an evaluation." ”

Han Jiuyi's old bastard's voice came from afar, and it reached the ears of the middle-aged man who was making trouble, and then the remaining two looked at each other, and they were all helpless: "This old boy is really a good thing for our Tongmen." ”