The Xia City Lord said again: "This fellow Daoist, but there is still something to say?"

"I should ask you this. Do you have any last words to confess?"

Ling Tuan's casual words were like a thunderclap on the ground, causing an uproar in the main hall.

City Lord Xia's face stiffened on the spot, and his white beard curled: "This fellow Daoist, I don't know what you mean!"

Literally. Give you a cup of tea, and if you have a last word, you will explain it quickly, and don't blame me for not giving you a chance for a while. ”

After Ling Tuan finished speaking, when he raised his hand, an ebony seat appeared behind him, and he sat down in a dignified manner, raised one leg, and leaned back with a strong momentum.

The posture is as arrogant as it gets.

Cheng Zhaozhao stroked his forehead, the sixth senior brother really came to smash the field today, not only that, but he still wanted his life.

She hurriedly patted Qianli's head and said, "Qianli wake up quickly, we'll have to run away in a while." ”

Her words were drowned out in a boiling noise.

"Who are you, do you know where this is, how dare you go wild like this in Condor City!"

"Today is my father's birthday, who are you, senior, and you are sincerely here to disrupt the situation!"

"Who the hell are you!"

A group of monks surrounded Ling Tuan, but they didn't dare to act rashly because of the Jin Dan cultivation he had shown.

City Lord Xia looked at Ling Tuan carefully, stabilized his mood, and said, "This fellow Daoist, what misunderstanding do you have about Xia? Xia has been the City Lord of Condor City for hundreds of years, and he has rarely had a grudge against people, so I don't know what is going on with you today?"

There were also many famous Jindan monks in the south in the main hall, and one of them was an elegant monk who stepped forward and said: "This Taoist friend, as the Xia City Lord said, he has always been kind to others, and he is also famous for his humility in our southern border.

If you have any grievances, you can tell them. If the Xia City Lord does something wrong, he will definitely apologize to you.

Today is the birthday of the Xia City Lord, and you are so rude to make such a fuss. ”

Because of these words, Ling Tuan glanced at this monk, but his eyes were full of mockery: "Everyone is going to die, and they want to die to save face?"

The elegant monk's eyes paused slightly, but he felt that although the monk in front of him spoke unpleasantly, he was finally able to pick up the stubble, and said: "I am the most reasonable monk in the southern realm. In front of us and other monks, you might as well tell me what happened, otherwise, if you want to do it, I'm afraid that the monks present will not stand idly by. ”

The monk's words drew the approval of many Jindan monks.

He was so grandiose to trouble the Xia City Lord, if it was an ordinary time, it would be fine, but in front of so many of their monks, shouting and shouting to kill the Xia City Lord, whether he succeeded or not, he was slapping their group of monks in the face.

Cheng Zhaozhao was also very curious about what grievances there were between the sixth senior brother and the Xia City Lord.

The corners of Ling Tuan's mouth hooked slightly, and he suddenly threw something out.

Everyone looked at it, and what fluttered to the ground was a broken piece of cloth, with Xuan as the background color and yellow as the ornament, and everyone shifted their attention to the Xia City Lord's magic robe at a glance.

Because the Dharma robe worn by the Xia City Lord today is like this, and if you look closely, the color is also the same.

"Xia City Lord still remembers this!"

As soon as the Xia City Lord stretched out his hand, the fragments on the ground had already reached his hands, but seeing him pinching the fragments, he rubbed them carefully, and said, "That's right, this is indeed Xia's." ”

"It's yours, that's right. Ling Tuo's eyes lit up: "Farewell to the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, don't come to the Xia City Lord unharmed." ”

Scattered Cult Alliance?

The Xia City Lord frowned, he rarely went out of the city a few hundred years ago, and the few times he traveled to and from a few major cities in the south.

However, when it comes to the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, he still remembers it vividly, and it was just a few decades ago, during the opening of the ban on the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, that there was a heavy treasure there, and he went with a few familiar monks.

In that battle, which can be regarded as a life and death, he returned from heavy injuries and retreated for several years before he was able to get out.

The Xia City Lord looked at Ling Tuan carefully, and he didn't have any impression of the monk's face, but his red clothes suddenly reminded him of an episode in the treasure hunt of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

When they found the treasure, there was a cardinal monk there, but he was covered in blood, and he couldn't see his face clearly, so he was very badly wounded.

The treasure was in the arms of the cardinal, and the monks didn't want to take advantage of the danger, but as soon as the cardinal saw someone approaching, it was like a fierce beast that had been touched against the scales, and kept attacking to prevent them from approaching.

But this shot revealed his identity, it was a demon cultivator!

Cultivation was in the late stage of Jindan, which was a cut above most of them.

For example, the demon cultivation of Chu today, although it is not comparable to the evil demon of 10,000 years ago. They are in a corner and are under the jurisdiction of the West Pole Demon Sect Palace, but in fact, they are no different from the other Three Realms sect cultivators in Tianchu, the only difference is that the exercises and methods of cultivation are different.

But that day, one of the monks surnamed Lu in their group, as soon as he saw that the red-clothed monk was a demon cultivator, shouted the slogan of eliminating demons and defending the way, and immediately encouraged the rest of the monks who came with him to do something against him.

The treasure is in the front, and the demon is in the back.

One of them did it, and the rest of the monks did it.

Even the Xia City Lord himself, he couldn't tell whether he was tempted by that treasure or stimulated by the atmosphere of the Demon Destroying Guardian Dao in that situation.

In short, he also shot.

The red-clothed monk was already seriously injured, and his demonic qi was exhausted, so he was resisting with his own cultivation.

But this demon cultivator was still amazingly powerful, not only killing half of the monks among them, but also protecting the treasure and escaping to a magma pool in the central hinterland of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

At that time, they were all red-eyed, and when they saw that the red-clothed demon cultivator was already at the end of their crossbow, they immediately joined forces to perform a big move, just to force the demon cultivator to hand over the treasure, but they didn't want the demon cultivator to drop the magma pool along with the treasure.

The Xia City Lord came back to his senses from his memory, and when he looked at Ling Tuan again, his gaze was shocked and a little flustered, and he suddenly stood up: "It's you!"

The corners of Ling Tuan's mouth hooked, and he smiled extremely evilly, and said, "It seems that the Xia City Lord has a good memory. ”

"You, you're alive!"

"Thanks to you, not only are you alive, but you're alive and well. Ling Tuan got up, and the ebony seat behind him suddenly burst, shattering into countless pieces of wood and stabbing in all directions.

There was an exclamation in the main hall, and countless monks dodged one after another, and a clearing centered on Ling Tuan was suddenly cleared in the main hall.

"A cup of tea has arrived, and you have no last words, so be it-"

As soon as Ling Tuan's words fell, the whole person flashed like an afterimage, and suddenly came to the front of the Xia City Lord, and a hand suddenly stuck in the Xia City Lord's neck, lifting him up.

The Xia City Lord's eyes were horrified, and the force that came from the roar made his eyes red, and the blue muscles on his face quickly erupted, and he wanted to resist but found that the spiritual energy on his body was suppressed, so that he could not condense a trace of spiritual power.

"You-"

Not Brother Jindan!

Xia City Lord's struggle, for the first time, he tasted so clearly that life was passing little by little, but he was powerless.

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