Qingluo world.

Chatting in the crowd under the tree.

A dark-skinned middle-aged man suddenly sensed something and looked up at the starry night sky.

He immediately saw that black shadows were silently streaked across the sky.

Just by making eye contact, this person's pupils shrank, the hair on his back stood on end, and he had a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

The middle-aged man instantly realized that these black shadows posed a huge threat to this side of the world.

Without thinking about it, the man shouted, "Everyone get out of here and hide in a hole in the ground." ”

After all that was said.

A group of Qingluo people were still talking and laughing, as if they hadn't heard it at all.

The middle-aged man looked a little confused.

What's going on?

Subsequently.

He suddenly sensed a trace of extremely faint extraordinary fluctuations, and suddenly reacted, someone must have quietly moved his hands and feet, cutting off his own voice.

The idea came to mind.

The middle-aged man noticed that something had changed around him.

The laughter of the Qingqi people suddenly became ethereal, as if coming from hundreds of meters away, and the surrounding scenery became a little unreal.

The middle-aged man suppressed the horror in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and took a deep breath.

He pondered his tone and asked loudly, "Who do you dare to ask?" ”

A leisurely voice floated down from the canopy above: "Mr. Xuandu, fortunately!" ”

It was Cheng Han.

After entering the Qingluo Realm, this doppelganger found some clues about the rebels, and then locked on to the leader of the other party.

That is, a middle-aged man.

This guy is extraordinarily cunning.

Obviously, he is a powerhouse at the level of Xuandu, and he is also the top powerhouse among the Qingluo people, but he disguises himself as a commoner and spends his days in the bottom group.

The reason why these drinking and chatting people ridiculed the conscription department was precisely because this guy instilled the idea of rebellion all day long.

At this time.

The middle-aged man tried his best to say in the most humble tone: "Your Excellency, can you take the time to meet?" ”

Cheng Han responded happily: "Of course! ”

He floated down from the branch and landed lightly on the ground.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Bazaar!" ”

The man immediately reacted: "No, you're not a bazaar!" You have taken the place of Bazaar. ”

The middle-aged man felt a little, and showed an unbelievable look.

The aura exuded by the other party turned out to be just at the level of a Xuan Master.

The middle-aged man immediately realized that this was definitely a disguise, otherwise it would be impossible for the other party to isolate himself easily.

Cheng Han said with a smile: "No, I am the Xuan Master." ”

The middle-aged man's heart became more and more frightened: "Do you know what I think? ”

Cheng Han didn't answer, and said to himself: "You lack systematic transcendent knowledge, and your understanding of Xuanyin is too superficial, so your use of power is too inferior. ”

The subtext of this sentence is - it's not that I'm strong, it's that you're too weak.

It's humiliating.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he forced himself to calm down and asked, "Is Your Excellency the Wanhao clan?" ”

Cheng Han said honestly: "That's right! ”

The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he immediately realized that he might not be able to escape this catastrophe today.

He has planned many attacks against the Wanhao clan and killed many Wanhao people with his own hands.

Since the other party came to the door, how could he let himself go?

The middle-aged man desperately thought about the escape strategy, but on the surface, he made a righteous indignation: "If I guessed correctly, the impending disaster should be brought by the Wanhao clan, right?" ”

The man pointed to the sky and roared angrily: "Is it just because the Qingluo people are unwilling to be cannon fodder that you viciously put monsters into the Qingluo realm?" ”

This is clearly stalling for time.

Cheng Han saw this, but he didn't mind at all.

He didn't answer directly, just snorted contemptuously: "Cannon fodder?" ”

Cheng Han then asked rhetorically: "This is a super catastrophe that affects all races.

"If there is no Wan Hao clan in front of you, do you think the Qingluo Realm can last a few days in the face of disasters independently?"

The middle-aged man was asked.

Cheng Han took the initiative to say the answer: "I just came back from the front line not long ago, and in my experience, if the Qingluo Realm can't even hold out for ten days, the clan will die." ”

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "You enjoy the protection of the Wanhao clan, not only are you unwilling to contribute, but you are also rebellious with all your heart, is this fair?" ”

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, and threw out the old argument again: "Without the Wanhao clan plundering the resources of the Qingluo Realm, we would have become strong a long time ago, and we don't need your protection at all." ”

Cheng Han's tone carried a hint of pity: "Wake up, stop dreaming!" ”

He sighed: "Among the thousands of worlds, only the great clans have the real right to speak.

"Any small clan has only two choices, either to attach themselves to the big clan, or to be completely destroyed by the big clan."

He also revealed another piece of news: "Many years ago, the 'Red Eye Clan' was eyeing the Qingluo Realm, and without the Wanhao Clan guarding this realm, the Qingqi people would have become 'blood slaves' long ago." ”

The middle-aged man was speechless and couldn't say a word.

The so-called "red-eyed clan" is another big clan adjacent to the Wanhao clan.

Individuals of this clan generally have blood-red eyes and a penchant for sucking blood, and are called "Red Devils" by the Wanhao tribe.

Cheng Han lost his interest in chatting: "Let's stop here." ”

The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he was resolutely ready to fight for his life.

This person roared angrily, and his body swelled with majestic fluctuations, his right hand was raised high, and a trace of green flashed in his palm, which instantly transformed into a vague blade of light.

But.

Just when the blade of light was about to take shape.

"Hum~"

The strings trembled.

The middle-aged man only felt an unbearable sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and involuntarily let out a miserable scream: "Ah! ”

The blade of light in the man's hand flickered, and then faded.

The middle-aged man's figure froze, his pupils froze completely, and even his divine light dissipated.

You can see it.

There was some terrible change in him.

After a while.

Some bloody tentacles, somewhat similar in appearance, suddenly emerged from the middle-aged man's seven orifices and swayed gently.

The scene was quite terrifying.

Soon.

The blood-colored vines retracted.

Cheng Han smiled with satisfaction: "My idea is right, this spore can turn the Xuandu powerhouse into a flesh puppet. ”

He muttered proudly again: "Small, you can also kill strong." ”

In fact.

The talented Qingluo Xuandu is deliberately delaying time, but in fact, Cheng Han is also delaying time.

While the two sides were talking, he quietly released a very tiny spor, which was inhaled into his body by the middle-aged man.

After the preparations were completed, he decisively activated the power of the spores and transformed them into puppets.

Cheng Han waved his hand and undid the cover of the illusion.

The middle-aged man returned to normal, only the faint color of blood flashed in his eyes.

The series of events just now seemed to have passed a lot of time, but in fact only a few seconds had passed, because time was distorted by the illusion.

The sound of enthusiastic conversation came into Cheng Han's ears in an instant.

He looked up at the night sky and saw that the sac of time and space was about to hit the ground.

But he didn't mean to warn at all, but opened his mouth to say hello: "It's so lively today!" ”

A warm greeting came: "Bazaar, why are you here all of a sudden?" Come and drink! ”

(End of chapter)