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Just when his eyes widened and his face was full of incredulity, and he was about to die, his eyes suddenly went dark!

"Zhao Hong, belonging to the Black Corpse Sect, a large sect in the outer region, is responsible for one of the nine hundred and eighty-one corpse refining towns under the Sacrifice Sect, this sect has twenty-three medium-sized sects and two hundred and fifty-one small sects."

Chen Zijing was holding the fat man's head at this moment and closed his eyes and muttered to himself, and when he read it, he suddenly opened his eyes slightly and shot out bursts of essence.

In a moment, he threw out the fat head named Zhao Hong, and reached out to take out a black token carved with irregular willow cracks on both sides from this guy's body.

After taking a closer look, Chen Zijing tapped his toes and quickly headed west.

Darkmoon City, the easternmost small city under the jurisdiction of the Black Corpse Sect.

Although it is not a barren place, it is also not very popular, and on weekdays, small clans, small families and surrounding counties and towns do business here, so the city is not very important.

At the south gate of the city, it was early in the morning, and the flow of people was quite large, and many mortals who entered the city to sell goods were lining up to enter the city.

And next to this gate is the passage of warriors into the city.

The flow of people in this passage is much rarer, and the warriors are stepping in, and they basically only need to do some registration.

In the midst of the group stood a man in a metal mask, which looked very obvious.

This is naturally Chen Zijing, who flew for two days to get here.

"This senior, if you want to enter the city, please register, and please take off your mask and take a look. The guards on duty at the city gate greeted politely.

The Black Corpse Sect is an absolute Demon Dao sect, and there is no reason for the disciples of the sect to survive, relying on talent and strength, to put it bluntly, whoever is ruthless here is the master!

Chen Zijing's body is full of demonic energy. It made people feel cold, and when he took off the mask on his face, that terrifying face instantly raised the fear to the limit!

The guard took a step back! As a Demon Dao Martial Artist, at such a close distance, he could instantly feel the terrifying evil aura of the other party.

This little warrior was as if he had seen a sea of blood in the sky, and his heart was terrified!

"Seniors, please come in," he said with a slight trembling voice, and even his thinking became sluggish.

Chen Zijing nodded, put the mask back on, and walked into the city without even registering.

"Who is this, this, who is this?" the warrior asked the man next to him, hoping to get an answer. But there was silence when he answered him......

For such a powerful high-level martial artist, where do they have the courage to get to the bottom of it? And this time, the guards may have one more thing to talk about on weekdays.

Chen Zijing walked in this Dark Moon City, looking at the bronze buildings in this ancient rhyme foreign region, and the unique spiral patterns carved everywhere, he sighed in his heart.

It is really not easy to reach this ancient country, even with your own strength and luck, it is a life of death.

Now that I've finally got my wish, I have to have a good time no matter what!

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Zijing's mouth, and he turned his head and walked towards the west of the city.

There's an ordinary alley here. Nothing special except for mortal teahouses and small shops.

However, Chen Zijing appeared here, and he walked to a small noodle restaurant.

The noodle restaurant is small, with three broken tables. It wasn't a meal at the moment, only an old man with a hat was sitting here, and the other half of the figures were gone.

The old man didn't raise his head, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What does the guest officer want?"

"Let's have a bowl of green noodles. Chen Zijing strolled over. He said in a calm voice.

Green noodles, this kind of noodles are the first time he said them in his mouth, and there seems to be no such noodles in the world.

The old man was stunned. raised his head, revealing the wrinkled old face like a jujube pit under the hat, and snorted coldly: "There is no green face, only blood face, do you want it?"

"Yes!" Chen Zijing folded his hands behind his back and responded without hesitation.

The old man looked at him in amazement, sneered, and continued to ask, "What about the guide order?"

Chen Zijing actually took out the token he had obtained from Zhao Hong in Corpse Refining Town and handed it to the other party.

"Huh?" The old man's eyes widened instantly, he looked at Chen Zijing and asked, "Where is the owner of this token!?"

His eyes shot a fierce rage, and a faint demonic aura surged from it.

"Killed. Chen Zijing replied lightly, her attitude was quite casual, as if she was recounting an extremely ordinary thing.

"Hehehe...... Do you know that he is from my Black Corpse Sect?" the old man slowly stood up, his whole body like a bow and arrow ready to attack.

There was a sudden tension in the air, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

Chen Zijing sat down, reached out to the teapot to make himself a cup of tea, and took a sip with his neck up.

"It's just a waste, if you kill it, you will kill it!" Chen Zijing said with disdain, and he was extremely arrogant.

However, such arrogant words made the other party laugh, haha laugh!

"The person who killed my Black Corpse Sect dares to be so arrogant, it's the first time I've seen it!"

"That's because this is just a small county town!" Chen Zijing said in a deep voice: "Since I am here today, I dare to use your guide order, just because I want to enter the killing manual!"

"Oh?" the old man froze, he looked at Chen Zijing and said, "It's not anyone who can become the killer of my Black Corpse Sect, of course, if you have this confidence, the previous murderous grudge can naturally be written off." ”

His face was filled with cruelty, and he added, "People, in my Black Corpse Sect, it is both important and unimportant. ”

Chen Zijing smiled and nodded, and snorted.

"Your Black Corpse Sect can use corpses to feed babies and let them sacrifice zombies, these people are nothing more than zombies sooner or later."

The old man's eyes flashed, and he did not respond, but introduced in a voice: "Old man Sun Han, if you want to become our killer, you must start with a bronze killer first." ”

"This is our rule, no matter how high or low the killer's cultivation is, it all depends on the merit. ”

He looked at Chen Zijing with a smile and continued, "Of course, you can also have the identity of my Black Corpse Sect and use our intelligence system for this, and you can also get a high reward. ”

"But you have to prove yourself to our Council of Elders first, not everyone can be a killer, come with me"

Sun Han got up and walked back with Chen Zijing.

The two walked through the humble wooden house and came to the small courtyard at the back.

There was a water tank in the corner of this courtyard, and I saw Sun Han throw it with one hand at will! This water tank immediately flashed to the side! )