With the blessing of Yuan Qi, the warm voice resounded in every corner of Huizhou County, and also entered the ears of everyone in the city.

The cries shook the sky, and the crowd of people who were scattered and fled in a chaotic and chaotic manner suddenly fell silent for a moment.

The vast majority of the people in Huizhou County are just working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and the general public who are running around for a few taels of broken silver.

Before this voice sounded, they didn't even know what was going on in the normally peaceful county.

I only know that as soon as I wake up, the sky changes.

The heavenly fire that fell from the sky engulfed their home with endless explosions, and the neighborhoods who were sitting in front of the courtyard gate yesterday were blown into blood foam, and the flames that could not be extinguished continued to spread in the city.

And this sudden sound gave them the answer.

Assassination.

The assassination of a city for killing a man.

How ridiculous.

But what is even more tragic is that even if they know the truth, they are powerless to change anything, and they don't even have time to resentment of the truth, so they continue to flee in all directions driven by the desire to survive.

Pray to survive this catastrophe.

And on the chaotic streets where these people fled, the calm of the two men with weeping iron faces seemed so out of place with the chaos around them.

The two of them walked leisurely against the panicked flow of people towards the central block where the flames were rising.

It was Tai Shiran and Zhou Fatzi, who were in charge of finding Xu Yuan.

Looking at the chaotic crowd around him, Fat Zhou asked with a smile in his voice:

"The third son of this prime minister's mansion will take the initiative to come out, it can't be a fake, right?"

Tai Shiran also looked at the fleeing crowd around him, but his voice was very low:

"The owner of that voice is indeed Xu Changtian."

A flash of interest flashed in Fat Zhou's eyes, and his indifferent eyes swept over the chaotic crowd around him:

"At this time, he took the initiative to jump out, is he going to save these Shuli with his own life?"

"He saves these mortals?"

Tai Shiran glanced at Zhou Fatzi: "Is this realistic?" ”

Zhou Fatzi was a little dumbfounded, and shook his head gently: "That's right, not to mention hundreds of thousands, millions of mortals can't compare to the life of his prime minister's son, he should be desperate to stand up." ”

Tai Shiran looked in the direction of the Alien Beast Division from afar, and his words were a little heavy:

"This third prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion should know something, and he is ready to negotiate with us with that Jing Xuelan."

"Jing Xuelan"

Fat Zhou muttered, his brows furrowed slightly under the mask, and his smile converged: "You mean that his target is Luo Xianzi?" ”

Tai Shiran glanced at the crazy old man on the heavenly dome: "Old man Tian has already reported the number of us, the assassination of the four immortals, he dares to take the initiative to take the initiative to persuade Fairy Luo to retreat?" ”

Puzzlement flashed in Zhou Fatzi's small slitted eyes:

"Even if the Prime Minister's Mansion has intelligence to know the relationship between Fairy Luo and Jing Tingxi and Jing Xuelan, but now Fairy Luo is with a weeping iron face, how did Xu Changtian recognize her?"

Tai Shiran's voice is a matter of course, and his voice is cold:

"Xu Changtian, as the beginning of the world's great tribulation, naturally has his own special features."

Zhou Fatzi was silent for a while, and glanced at the battle circle outside the city that belonged to the half-saint powerhouse:

"Brother Taishi, then let's talk to him now? Luo Fairy her."

"Brother Zhou." Tai Shiran interrupted the other party's words loudly.

He slowly turned his eyes back and looked into Fat Zhou's eyes:

"You, you want to negotiate with the beginning of the World Tribulation?"

“.” Fat Zhou was silent.

As a member of the Heavenly Prison Pavilion, he knew very well the meaning behind the Great Tribulation of the World.

No matter when, the Great Tribulation of the World is the target of their Heavenly Pavilion to eliminate and strangle by any means.

As long as the world catastrophe can be cleared, let alone the life and death of Jing Xuelan, even the high-ranking pavilion master can die calmly.

It's just that now the future is already inky,

Kill Xu Changtian now, can you really return to Qingming in the future?

Zhou Fatzi didn't know about this.

But looking at Tai Shiran's expression, the other party has probably made a decision in his heart.

"Kill him."

Tai Shiran's indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the withered old man and the middle-aged beauty, and at the same time, it was also captured by Xu Yuan, who was standing on the deck, with his spiritual vision.

And the moment he heard this transmission, Xu Yuan's heart sank suddenly.

The worst happened.

As a talker, he had the confidence to use Jing Xuelan's life in his hand to treat Luo Bingli, but the leader of this group of assassins obviously didn't mean to let him speak.

As long as you don't have a chance to speak, the cards in your hand will have to be brought into the coffin.

Ruthless and decisive.

At this moment, time seemed to pass extremely slowly.

The middle-aged beauty who received the order did not act immediately, and her eyes flashed with hesitation.

She doesn't want Jing Tingxi's only daughter in the world to die.

And more importantly, Luo Bingli agreed to participate in this assassination because of Jing Xuelan, if something happened to Jing Xuelan, how would the woman explain?

Compared with the hesitation of the middle-aged beauty, the cloudy eyes of the withered old man who had fallen into madness immediately rose with endless excitement the moment he heard the order.

An irrepressible emotion spread in his chest, and the figure of the withered old man directly turned into an afterimage and swooped towards the Xuanying attic.

The scorching flames around the Xuanying Pavilion began to boil, and the speed of the Transformation Realm was not something that Xu Yuan could react to now, but fortunately, there were people around him who could react.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast,

Without any hesitation, Qianxi stretched out her slender jade hand and grabbed the back of Xu Yuan's neck, and jumped back suddenly.

"Boom!!"

Almost in the next moment, the old man's thin and withered figure smashed directly into the attic deck where Xu Yuan was standing like a sharp arrow, and directly penetrated the huge body of Xuan Ying below the attic with his body, and finally smashed into the ground and raised a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Hayabusa !!"

As a first-class military demon beast, Xuan Ying almost did not have any possibility of being frightened and out of control, but under the pain of this piercing heart, it still inevitably let out a painful hiss.

But the cry lasted less than a few breaths before it came to an abrupt end.

Endless flames poured out from its blood-drenched penetrating wounds, instantly engulfing its nearly 100-foot wingspan and turning it into a giant firebird coke

Nearly a hundred feet backwards in an instant,

Qianxi took Xu Yuan and the unconscious Jing Xuelan to land on a ruined wall, staring at the old man who walked out of the sea of fire, covered in blood, like a fire demon.

The withered old man did not immediately attack again, but stared at the group of three people on this side with a cat-and-mouse look.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan's eyes narrowed unconsciously.

The 'Plague of Pleasures' obviously made the old man fearless of death, but he also lost his rational judgment.

He began to pursue pleasure.

This is the only piece of good news among all the bad news.

Because of the memory fragments in the illusion, Xu Yuan knew very well that for a powerhouse of the level of Yuan Chu and Shen Fan, as long as there was a slight difference between him and the same level of fighting, it would be a catastrophe.

At this point, Xu Yuan glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman who had not yet joined the battlefield.

He didn't know why the other party was stunned, but it was an opportunity.

Although this world's top powerhouse is not a glass cannon, the power of the spell is far stronger than the limit that the physical body can withstand.

Although he doesn't know Qianxi's strength, if he can take advantage of the defect of the other party's loss of reason, he will kill him in seconds

Thoughts flashed, Xu Yuan was about to transmit the sound, Luo Xiran's voice sounded in his heart first, and his voice was extremely serious:

"Little ghost, the next time that old man comes near you, stand still and don't move."

“.”

The leader of the Heavenly Pavilion was resolute and ruthless, and directly put Xu Yuan in a real dead end.

Lou Ji was dragged by Luo Bingli outside Huizhou County, and the Qianxi borrowed from Li Yunqing alone could not give Xu Yuan the sense of security he wanted.

In this situation in front of him, he can only take one step at a time on the blade of death.

You must know that now in the city, there are not only these two mortals in front of him who want his soul-condensing life, but there are also two mortals lurking in the shadows.

The countermeasures he came up with in his mind just now were just a life-changing move in a dead end.

Even if Qianxi could instantly kill the old man who played with fire through the information he gave and drag the plump woman, the other two Shen Fan hiding in the shadows could kill him at any time.

The poisonous snake hidden in the shadows is the deadliest.

However, Luo Xiran's sudden voice gave Xu Yuan a glimmer of hope in his heart:

"What do you mean?"

Luo Xiran's voice was serious and dignified:

"As long as he can touch the old man's body, this seat will use a way to make the strange epidemic spread rapidly in his body in a short period of time, and even completely devour his reason."

“.”

Hearing this, the hope in Xu Yuan's heart disappeared in an instant, and he exhaled a helpless smile.

Lou Ji once said that it took half a decade for this happy person to completely transform Jing Xuelan, the great master.

As a withered old man in the realm of metamorphosis, it will inevitably take longer to be completely infected, and Luo Xiran has the means to make him quickly diseased, which can already be regarded as a relief in the snow.

After all, this is almost equivalent to being able to transform this withered old man who is now bent on killing himself into a "neutral wild monster".

But the question is,

This charcoal fire can't save him from the snow disaster at all.

Helpless and helpless, but the desire to survive still made Xu Yuan make a decision immediately:

"How?"

"Relax."

Luo Xiran's voice replied very simply: "Give me your body." ”

When the words fell, before Xu Yuan could speak, countless fungus blankets quietly poured out from the blood god stone jade pendant.

One part directly covered the surface of Xu Yuan's body to form a black dead fungus nail, and the other part poured into Xu Yuan's body.

As a former mortal or even a half-saint ghost, Xu Yuan is no stranger to the fungus blanket entering his body.

These inductive bacterial blankets are like tight thin bands that firmly bind every cell in his body.

With the blessing of these fungus blankets, Xu Yuan could clearly feel that the strength of his physical body was rapidly increasing at a sickly speed.

Feeling these changes, Xu Yuan, who was in this despair, inexplicably felt a hint of amusement in his heart.

It's really a brother and sister.

Old Man Luo was able to refine Yuan Qi with the power of his soul, allowing him to temporarily have the strength comparable to that of a great grandmaster.

And this old sister Luo used the fungus blanket as a medium to directly strengthen his body.

I just don't know, compared to Old Man Luo, what kind of increase this Old Sister Luo has brought him.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan's thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

The old problem is made again, and when I am nervous, I will think about what I have and what I don't have.

Gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan glanced at the Qianxi who was on his side as if he was facing a great enemy, and the voice commanded:

"Qianxi, look at the woman in mid-air, the old man who uses fire will hand it over to me."

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment unconsciously flashed in the originally solemn eyes.

Soul Condensation?

What do you mean?

Are these three sons crazy?

"The Three Sons"

Xu Yuan's gaze was locked on the old man who slowly walked out of the sea of fire, and his voice was very soft:

"I remember that Yunqing said that you should do everything according to my orders."

“.”

There was silence for a moment, and after a low response, she didn't speak again.

He doesn't have a good impression of this third prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, since the other party insists on doing so, then let him go.

If the other party died, she would immediately rush back to His Highness to protect him.

Your Highness, still waiting for her.

Looking down from the sky, one-third of the huge Huizhou county town was already engulfed in flames, and the fire was still spreading towards the rest of the settlements at an extremely rapid pace.

And the initiator of all this is walking towards Xu Yuan step by step.

The wrinkled cheeks of the withered old man, his scattered white hair, and his gorgeous robe were soaked in the blood of Xuanying, but the smell of blood seemed to excite him even more.

The old man's walking speed was not fast, but he had already rapidly narrowed the distance between him and Xu Yuan in a few breaths.

Baizhang,

Sixty zhang.

Ten zhang.

Standing on the ruins of the ruined wall, Xu Yuan took out the willow ghost blade, and quietly stared at the old man's withered face that looked like tree bark, with an incomparably distorted look of excitement, without any words.

And when the withered old man saw Xu Yuan's calm expression, there was a touch of displeasure on his distorted expression.

He was not satisfied with the other party's performance.

He felt that this kid should be frightened at this moment, should kneel and beg for mercy, should move out his powerful father to suppress him, and then be severely mocked by him and tortured to death.

Soon, however, the withered old man regained his twisted grin.

He was going to tear off his handsome face and see if his expression could be so calm.

And then

His figure suddenly disappeared from Xu Yuan's field of vision.

The speed of metamorphosis is not something that Xu Yuan can keep up with, but if he can't keep up, it doesn't mean that Luo Xiran can't keep up.

"Bang!!"

A muffled bang exploded.

Luo Xiran held the willow wood ghost blade horizontally in front of him, colliding with the flaming fist of the withered old man.

The powerful power of the Mortal Realm directly caused the willow wood ghost blade in Xu Yuan's hand to fly out of his hand, hovering and inserting into a ruin more than ten zhang away.

With just one blow, even though there were countless fungus blankets everywhere in his body, Xu Yuan still felt that his internal organs were broken.

However, because the fungus blanket bound the broken organs, his body did not suffer from the negative state of injury.

However, Luo Xiran's blockade with the willow wood ghost blade did not stop the castration of the withered old man's punch, but only caused it to deviate from the trajectory slightly

Undiminished, he directly pierced Xu Yuan's right chest.

Recuperate, recuperate

Feeling like your body is being hollowed out

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(End of chapter)