? Under Chen Yuxiang's feet, a pale blue 'color' circle with a diameter of 100 zhang appeared, and in addition to Chen Yuxiang, there were dozens of monks of different ranks who appeared within this aperture. Chen Yuxiang is not in the center of the aperture, but in an area very close to the edge.

A faint tingling sensation enveloped Chen Yuxiang's whole body, an intuition that danger was imminent. At the same time, he felt as if his body was stuck in a quagmire, and the speed of each step became extremely slow!

"Rush out!" Chen Yuxiang roared in his heart, and his speed suddenly burst out again, rushing forward like an arrow, instantly crossing a distance of three zhang and coming beyond the aperture.

After he was out of the aperture, the faint tingling sensation disappeared instantly, which was a gut telling him that the danger had been lifted. However, Chen Yuxiang did not dare to be careless, and continued to run desperately towards the edge of the square.

Shout!

A blue 'color' light flew lightly above Chen Yuxiang's head and fell into the center of the blue 'color' aperture. In the next moment, the blue 'colored' pillar of fire rose into the sky, soaring into the sky!

The blue-colored pillar of fire is a hundred feet in circumference, covering the range of the original aperture. When the pillar of fire rose, it was only ten zhang away from Chen Yuxiang, but Chen Yuxiang couldn't feel the temperature of a trace of flames. And the bodies of the dozens of cultivators who were desperately 'wanting' to escape in the aperture were all submerged in this pillar of fire, and the strange thing was that none of them gave out any breath.

A pillar of blue 'color' fire like this. There are three places in the square. Like three beautiful fountains, but this fountain is the fountain of death.

While Chen Yuxiang continued to run forward, he looked back at the square, and his pupils shrank slightly. He clearly remembered that within the aperture, there was also a Mahayana monk. And even such a great monk couldn't escape from this!

After the blue 'colored' pillar of fire appeared, the cultivators running wildly in the square immediately stopped. People looked at the three blue 'colored' pillars of fire that rose into the sky in awe, but they didn't say a word. At this time, no one thought of any outsiders, and the fear of death hung over everyone's heart.

Every day, the tyrant of Ying Qin will 'shoot' three arrows at the crowd in the square, when to 'shoot' and who to 'shoot' at, it all depends on Win Qin's mood. And as long as they are shrouded in the blue 'color' aperture and fail to escape in time, even the monks of the Mahayana period will only be degraded. Unless you are a monk in the Tribulation Period, you will definitely die.

Due to the presence of the tyrant's daily three arrows of death, this square in the center of the city has always been a place shrouded in the shadow of death. However, people still have to pass through this place, because it is the only passage connecting the four urban districts of east, west, north and south, and people have to pass through this square to enter from one urban area to another.

Although the shadow of death hangs over this square, people do not dare to run around when they are here. To run here is undoubtedly to ignore the majesty of Ying Qin, and to ignore the consequence of Ying Qin's coercion is death.

And today's three arrows of death came ahead of schedule because of the crowd running in the square.

Fortunately, the tyrant only fires three arrows a day, and at least today, this square is safe again.

The blue 'colored' pillar of death flame burned for more than ten minutes, and finally slowly extinguished. Inside the pillar of light, there was already nothing. However, the ground of the square was not affected in any way. Obviously, the ground here is also very special.

Only then did people remember that an outsider had broken in, and the outsider must have a lot of cultivation resources on his body. People's eyes swept around, trying to find the figure of the outsider, but at this time, Chen Yuxiang had already 'blended' into the flow of people in the alley, how could they find it?

People left disappointed, but the news of outsiders breaking in also spread to the four urban districts!

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The moment Chen Yuxiang rushed into an alley, the Dragon God Armor was included in his body, and then continued to rush towards the depths of the alley. After turning several alleys in a row, Chen Yuxiang stopped at the corner of the street.

Just now, within the blue 'color' aperture, he really felt the breath of death. That kind of attack is definitely not something that the Dragon God Armor can withstand. And he didn't have much confidence in the effect of the Light's protection. After all, the Holy Light Protector is not invincible, and at the beginning of the 'cave' of the Raven Ridge Tomb on the Devil's Terrace, the two death scythes of the Lich Ivan Canas brutally defeated the defense of the Holy Light Protection.

But it was clear that the attack was not directed at him. After he escaped the aperture, the aperture did not move at all.

Only then did he have time to take a look at the world around him.

Like the buildings in the square, the buildings on both sides of the alley are extremely 'exquisite' construction, especially the stone carvings on the walls, each of which can be called a work of art. Obviously, in the long years, there are also people who have studied the art of stone carving to the extreme. However, the whole alley was filled with a faint smell of blood, and that smell of blood lingered, diluting the artistic atmosphere of the alley.

Most of these buildings on both sides of the alley are the residences of cultivators, but there are also some with various signboards on them, and looking at the patterns on the signs, they should be places to sell cultivation resources. On all the signboards, there is a seal "Qin" character.

From the map given by Xia Wuhe, Chen Yuxiang also learned that the current location is the Dongcheng District of the city. Dongcheng and Nancheng were both the spheres of influence of Ying Qin, while the northern city was owned by Xiong Zhen, who was also the other male lord who once ruled China and Kyushu before being exiled here. Xicheng District, on the other hand, is one of the most 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' areas, which is jointly run by several monks of the Crossing Tribulation Period who were exiled to the Ancient Sect thousands of years ago.

These shops in the alley are obviously owned by Emperor Yingqin. Chen Yuxiang didn't know that it was Ying Qin, the owner of this city, who 'shot' the three death arrows just now, but he was extremely impressed by the ancient style that Ying Qin left on the ancient monument.

In addition to these shops, there are also many casinos and hotels in the alley, and there is an endless stream of cultivators coming and going, and everyone's face is full of madness. The smell of spirits, mixed with a hint of blood, is the style of this neighborhood.

It doesn't look like a city where cultivators gather, but more like the slums in the MiG corridor city-states, full of 'obscenity' and despair.

Chen Yuxiang's god-killing spear had already been put away, and he entered a shop that sold magic weapons with an ordinary high-grade magic weapon level flying sword in his hand.

There was only one middle-aged monk in the shop, and the aura should be at the peak of the Transformation Period. The position of the 'chest' in front of the monk's clothes is embroidered with a small seal "Qin". Seeing Chen Yuxiang come in, the monk just glanced at it lightly, his eyes swept over the flying sword in Chen Yuxiang's hand, and he 'revealed' a trace of disdain, and then lowered his head to look at a classic book in his hand.

Chen Yuxiang smiled indifferently, looking at the more than a dozen magic weapons hanging on the wall like ordinary weapons, but he was slightly shocked in his heart!

These magic weapons are extremely 'fine', and the length is not large, they are all about three feet, but in terms of quality, they have reached the level of the peak of high-level magic weapons. In comparison, this high-grade flying sword in Chen Yuxiang's hand should indeed be despised! I'm afraid that only the quality of the Qinggang Sword can suppress these 'fine' little magic weapons!

The store area is not large, and there is only one customer at this time, Chen Yuxiang. The middle-aged monk didn't pay attention to Chen Yuxiang at all, but didn't even raise his eyelids anymore, and looked at the classics by himself.

Chen Yuxiang looked at it for a while and then 'wanted to leave', and suddenly a cultivator at the peak of the Transformation Stage walked in. What was strange was that behind this cultivator, there were also three little 'girl' children with delicate faces.

The three 'girl' children were no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, at least on the surface. And there is not the slightest spiritual power on their bodies, they all seem to be mortals. The expressions of the three of them were also timid.

Seeing the appearance of this cultivator, the middle-aged monk behind the counter slowly opened his eyes and put down the book in his hand.

The new customer selected among the magic weapons on the wall for a long time before pointing to a narrow flying sword on the wall and said, "My lord, I want this one." ”

"One intermediate or high-level magic weapon, 20 spirit stones. The middle-aged monk said lightly.

The customer nodded, and with a flick of his wrist, a flying sword of an ordinary mid-level magic weapon appeared in his hand.

Putting the flying sword on the counter, the cultivator pointed at the three 'female' children and said, "My lord, please choose!"

The middle-aged monk walked out from behind the counter with an expressionless face, his falcon-like gaze swept over the three 'female' children, and then reached out and carried one of the 'female' children who looked the youngest.

"Grandpa!" the 'girl' child's face turned pale with fright, and she cried as she looked at the cultivator at the peak of the Transformation Stage.

"Obedient!" the cultivator's face sank, and he shouted angrily.

The middle-aged monk asked the 'female' child to stand with her hands on the counter, and then reached out and patted the 'female' child's 'buttocks'.

Under the 'yin' and ruthless gaze of the cultivator who purchased the magic weapon, the 'female' child timidly leaned down and 'straightened' her newly developed 'buttocks'.

The middle-aged monk didn't have any expression on his face, and roughly ripped off the skirt and close-fitting coat of the 'girl' child, and then took out his own dick from the robe and it directly in front of everyone.

In the suppressed crying of the 'female' child, the middle-aged monk retreated after a few dozen moments, still without any expression on his face, and nodded to the customer who was called "Grandpa" by the 'female' child and said, "Well, this is tight and narrow enough, it is indeed above the level, and Emperor Qin will like it." This can be counted as 10 spirit stones!"

When the customer heard this, his face was full of joy, and he said again and again: "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

The middle-aged monk nodded, patted the young woman's buttocks, and signaled that she could leave. The young 'girl' walked to the counter with tears on her face, and the middle-aged monk's gaze swept to the other two 'girl' children.

The middle-aged monk quickly chose his target, and carried another 'girl' child over, pressed it on the counter, and then shredded the young girl's skirt and coat with a blank face. At this time, the customer's face was full of expectation, obviously hoping that this young 'girl' would also be able to reach "above the level".

The middle-aged monk who took out his guy again was 'about to stab' in, and suddenly felt a slight pain on the guy, and couldn't help but pause, looked at Chen Yuxiang and said coldly: "Kid in the wilderness, it's the first time you've come here, right? Do you know what the rules are? This is the territory of the Emperor Qin!"

"My lord, please inspect the goods! don't pay attention to this guy!" the customer, known as "Grandpa", said politely, and then turned his head and stared at Chen Yuxiang fiercely.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and his waist slammed into the young girl's buttocks.

The expected luscious feeling did not appear, and the middle-aged monk was slightly stunned, and suddenly let out a miserable howl!

His body left the young girl's 'buttocks' very quickly, and the blood gushed between the two 'legs', but it was empty. And on the ground, an ugly thing pulsed helplessly in a pool of blood.

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