Broken Night - Chapter 263

[Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Eight – It’s Hard To Go]

Broken Night

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Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Eight – Easy to go, hard to go

Zuo Chengzhe shook his head: “That was the result of deliberate calculation and no intention to succeed. This time, it really broke the sky. The south will definitely strengthen its defense. , it is impossible to let some unknown people enter the city, and it will even cause a bloody storm. At this time, the Nanhuang City is definitely the safest place.”

Xu Yan disagreed, but he still cared about Zuo Chengzhe: ” Well, anyway, the outer gate of Yunfu has classes every day, and there is no time to go out of the city.”

Xu Yan left Zuofu without paying too much attention.

In his opinion, he is not as valuable as the previous world.

It can heal people, but has not even stepped into the master state; can forge, but it is limited to the second-order or lower tattooed soldiers.

It seems that the talent is extraordinary, but it is really impossible to be regarded as the enemy.

As for the corpse pattern, let the experts worry about it.

My goal is to improve my strength, so that I have the ability to live as I wish.

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image flickered, as if being there.

There are three black shadows around the old woman, repelling countless strong players.

In the end, the phantom mountain of the medicine pill overlapped with the real mountain, killing it.

Before his death, the image stayed on the figure of the young man.

Suddenly the image disappeared.

Dingqing took a look and saw that this image was made of a dark arm, the black ash of the arm that was constantly annihilating.

When the image stopped, the arm completely turned into black ash and disappeared in the wind.

In the huge space, only the two of them looked at the image in front of them.

One person sits on a huge bone chair, which is different from the previous chair made of the ivory of the Asura Golem, and the one in front of him is even more white.

Because it was made of real human bones.

As for the figure sitting on the bone chair, the face was full of blazing black flames, and it looked like an emissary from the underworld, extremely terrifying.

And that arm was originally in his hand.

Seeing that arm turned into flying ashes, the figure with the black flame head was silent for a moment, still the empty voice: “What do you think.”

In front of him, there was an old figure.

Occasionally, the wind blew and swept up his long black robe, revealing the shocking fist mark on his chest.

Of course, that’s why he didn’t hide it on purpose.

I saw him pondering for a moment, then shook his head and said, “It’s hard to say. The Daoist Lady Huang Quan left too little power, or other people couldn’t save her body. The picture we saw was when she fought against many masters in Pingnan. ”

And among them, I believe that the Taoist master also saw that the strength of the Huangquan Daoist was significantly reduced, or even reduced to half. The Huangquan Daoist was one of the few masters in the clan, and she broke through the four palaces and stepped into the corpse pattern. With the unique strength in the Nine Nether Realm, no one in the world can keep her except for a few strong people.”

“The picture in front of her clearly shows that her strength has dropped so much that she can’t escape in time.”

“I can’t see why she is in the end .

Anything or someone is injured, and the strength is greatly reduced.”

Black Flame nodded slightly in agreement, his voice was still terrifying: “The Taoist woman Huang Quan is very strong, or if she really fights recklessly, she will definitely lose. But with the image Even the old monster Pingzhi who mobilized the Fadan [Nanshandan] in Pingnan couldn’t keep her. She must have been attacked by some unknown attack, which greatly reduced her strength.”

“And this , that’s what we need to know.”

This time, the rare corpse-patterned people would not hesitate to enter the Nanhuang City at all costs. It can be said that one stone has many birds.

And to make them dare to venture into the Southern Imperial City, it is because of the dead hand of Daoist Huangquan.

Although the sound of black flames is empty and terrifying, it has a dignified touch: “The corpse pattern is cultivated by the yin and death energy of the world’s most yin and cold, and therefore the reason why it can suppress the vast majority of cultivators. One. While we can restrain people, it is also easy to be countered by certain attributes.”

“There are only a handful of these attributes. But there are always some geniuses or wizards in the world that can be cultivated, and these are what we want to destroy. Genius!”

The voice of the black flame was stern: “While the corpse pattern can restrain the world’s cultivators, if it is suppressed, it will be completely overcome. This is very dangerous for us.” As he said, The black flame said slowly: “It’s like the bloody fist of Zuoxuezhan.”

Hong Zhan didn’t answer, his old face was still calm.

Black Flame took a hint of rebuke: “In that year, if you hadn’t obstructed, Zuo Xuezhan would have died on the bloody front, how could he have returned to the south? He was smart enough to not come out after returning until he died.”

“Don’t say it .

“He’s gone.”

“Send someone to investigate the matter about Daoist Huangquan. I will know who I met in Pingnan.”

“And…that young man who will stare at him until he dies. …It seems to be the child who inherited the [Blood Fighting Fist]?”

Hong Zhan nodded: “It’s the same person.”

“Look for a chance to kill.” The voice was like a scythe across the grass, and there was no room for it: ” Although he is still young, we can’t take this risk. In a hundred years, we will be the year when the corpse pattern will dominate the world. We can’t risk letting that young man grow up and hinder us.”

“Yes, Taoist.”

After the handover, the black flame was obviously a little tired, and his eyes seemed to inadvertently swept across the ferocious fist mark on his chest: “What happened to your body?”

Hong Zhan was still calm: “You won’t live for three years.”

“Well.” As if not surprised, the black flame continued: “The next great elder, what do you think?”

Hong Zhan was clearly prepared, and said decisively, “Daoist, I recommend Thin Tiger.”

The black flame pondered, but did not speak.

Hong Zhan continued: “This time we were able to successfully infiltrate the Nanhuang City and bring out the bodies of Zuo Xuezhan and Daoist Huangquan, thanks to the thin tiger. And he has great potential. The most important thing is that he has a big picture. The position of an elder is not suitable for a martial artist.”

Black Flame was obviously a little surprised: “Oh, I thought you would recommend Ling Fei.”

Hong Zhan’s expression did not change. The light of wisdom shone through: “Ling Fei… I intend to hand it over to the Son to serve as the guardian of the Son. With Ling Fei’s strength, it is enough to protect the Son until he grows up.”

The voice of the black flame has obviously changed, but it is difficult to The moving expression in the cover: “You would rather give the position of the first elder to the thin tiger, and let Lingfei protect that kid? It seems that you are really optimistic about that kid.”

Hong Zhan smiled: “The world only thinks that we have corpse patterns. The Tao deviates from the scriptures and rebels against the sky. But in fact, we believe in the destiny more than anyone else.”

“Ancient books record that the person who bears the sacred image of the Blood Mountain is the future of our family.

” Until death?”

The black flame was silent for a long time before slowly saying: “You can decide for yourself.

” Old man, if it weren’t for the corpse pattern, all things are conquered, and it is almost a Dao. But after this battle, the power that has been suppressed is also a little loose, and this seat needs to take some time to stabilize again. This retreat will take at least 20 years.”

” In other words, this time we meet is the last time we meet.”

Hong Zhan bowed slightly: “Taoist, farewell forever. May my family have a long life and dominate the world.”

“Well, a good journey.”

When Hong Zhan When he came back to his senses, he had returned to the ivory chair on the fifth floor.

He smiled slightly, and the countless wrinkles were pulled, forming a smile that was indifferent to death, and he whispered, as if reviewing his own life: “It’s hard to walk for a lifetime, how can the last road be easy?”