After pondering for a moment, the servant did not dare to delay and reported: "Sovereign Lord, there is no shortage of materials in the palace to make the Nine Dragon Chariot. However, the structure of the Nine Dragon Chariot is complicated. No matter how fast the craftsmen are, it will still take a day to make the Nine Dragon Chariot.

"

"one day!"

Lord Baihe stretched out a finger and said: "In one day, before the sun goes down, have someone prepare the Nine Dragon Chariot for me."

"Yes, Lord God!"

Baihe Shenjun is the controller of Baihe City. He speaks eloquently and takes it one day at a time. He will never change his words just because the craftsmen can't do it. He can only let the craftsmen find a way. Fortunately, although the Nine Dragon Chariot is luxurious, it does not need to be complicated.

One day should be enough to engrave the formation.

The slaves quickly retreated.

…

Outside Baihe City, the sky is filled with yellow sand and the wind is howling. This scene has never stopped for a day in thousands of years.

In such an extreme environment, even the sunlight is blurred in the wind and sand, making it difficult for people to see clearly. Let alone ordinary monks with low strength, it is difficult to survive in this environment. Even

Monsters with strong bodies and tenacious vitality will not stay near White River City.

Only some powerful monks can ignore the obstacles of these yellow sands and travel through thousands of miles of wilderness to come to Baihe City.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a burst of dragon roar came from outside the endless void.

In an instant, the endless yellow sand in the sky suddenly stopped, as if it was completely frozen. All the wind and sand solidified into one piece, as if being forcibly suppressed by an invisible big hand.

I saw a bottomless pit revealed in the wind and sand, in a very far place, in a dark space.

This is the space wormhole left behind by the teleportation formation.

At this time, a group of warriors wearing black armor, led by a majestic young man, rode an eight-armed dragon and walked out of the teleportation formation.

"This is Cangtian Realm, Baihe City?"

The leading young man had red hair as red as blood, flying in the wind. His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss, looking at the huge city in front of him.

"Master Qu Ao, the news came four days ago that Master Qu Feng's life lamp was extinguished and his soul perished. As expected, he has fallen into the Cangtian Realm!"

Beside the young man, there was an old man hidden in a black robe, speaking in a cold tone.

At the beginning, his momentum was restrained, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in void, making it impossible for anyone to notice any breath.

But as soon as he spoke, his momentum could not be concealed, and it surged violently. Layers of black air densely covered his body, like dark clouds, giving people a suffocating feeling.

The old man's true form is a dragon, which was enlightened by the God of the Blood Dome, stepped into the divine realm, and transformed into a human form. He has the bloodline of ancient beasts in his body and is born with magical powers.

At this time, the old man raised his eyelids and his eyes gradually darkened, "Young Master Qu Feng, your death will not be in vain! The person who killed him is still in Baihe City. He is so arrogant!"

"Uncle Ao, are you telling the truth?"

The red-haired young man stood motionless, and the blood around him suddenly surged, emitting a permeating blood light, forming a huge bloody umbrella, blocking the endless wind and sand, and also covering his crazy

face.

Qu Feng is Qu Ao's brother.

They are all the royal geniuses of the Blood Dome God Lord. They can die on the battlefield and die vigorously, but it is too oppressive to die quietly in the wilderness here!

As Qu Feng's brother, Qu Ao will not let Qu Feng die in vain!

"Buzz..."

At this moment, the old man's dark eyes suddenly turned and turned into a pair of cold golden pupils, which stood upright.

Two rays of golden light shot out from the pupils, penetrating the endless void!

He seemed to have seen something.

"Tick!"

Perhaps this magical power was so unbelievable that after a moment, two lines of scarlet blood actually flowed out of the old man's eyes.

He quickly closed his eyes and took a pill.

After adjusting his breath for a moment, the blood and tears in his eyes stopped. The old man slowly exhaled a breath and said with a tired face: "When Master Qu Feng left, the old slave left a ray of spiritual consciousness on him. As long as he comes into contact with him,

Anyone who has passed through will more or less leave some marks of the old slave's spiritual consciousness. At this time, in Baihe City, there happen to be three people who have the marks of the old slave's spiritual consciousness! As expected, the death of Master Qu Feng,

It must be related to these three people!”

"In that case... let's go into the city and kill them!"

The red-haired young man nodded, touched the blood sword on his waist with his big hand, and murmured: "I originally made an appointment with Qu Feng to go to Hyunjin Island to participate in the trial. Let's enter Hyunjin Island together and pay homage to the seniors of our clan.

, Wufeng Sword Master was my master, and he promoted the prestige of my Blood Dome Palace. But I didn’t expect that he would die in this small place that people can’t even remember his name!”

He took a deep breath and raised his head. The red-haired young man's dark eyes flickered, revealing a strange smell of blood. He said coldly: "Qu Feng belongs to the royal family, and he died in vain in a foreign land... According to the rules of our clan.

, one hundred thousand local creatures need to be buried with him!"

Hearing this, the old man Aolong, who had been keeping his eyes closed for cultivation, couldn't help but open his blood-red eyes and advised: "Young Master Qu Ao, don't act recklessly! The Lord of Baihe City has extraordinary strength and friendship with the Lord.

That’s right. We can’t massacre people in White River City at will!”

"No rush, let's catch the murderer first!"

Qu Ao said coldly.

As for the Lord of Baihe City, he didn't think so in his heart.

The Lord of Baihe City seems to have a high status, but Qu Ao knows the truth. The Lord of Baihe City and Lord Baihe are just the house slaves of Lord Qingye, the fourth master of the Qianyuan Holy Palace!

His family's ancestor, Blood Dome God Lord, is willing to associate with him entirely because of God Lord Qingye's face. Otherwise, a strong man in the divine realm is worthy of talking to his family's ancestor, Blood Dome God Lord?

…

Inside Baihe City.

Some unknown remote inn.

"I didn't expect that it would be dark after I slept! However, after sleeping this time, I felt so comfortable all over!"

Yang Yunfan shook his sore shoulders and walked out of the room.

When he woke up, he felt refreshed, his mental strength was restored, and he was full of enthusiasm for something.

"Sir, are you awake?"

At this time, the girl, who had changed into a set of clean clothes, reappeared in front of Yang Yunfan.

There were no stains on the girl's face, and she had obviously been carefully groomed.
Chapter completed!