"The land of sin is boundless, desolate and vast, and the forbidden land is buried in ancient battlefields. It is rumored that there are more existences than the supreme falling, which is mysterious."

Yan Tianxing, the head of the Yan family, stood proudly. Since Chu Yi opened the altar to worship his ancestors, the entire remains of the soil was filled with black winds, whimpering and the heaven and earth moaning.

The elder of the Yan family has three-inch golden feathers on his head, a wrinkle at the corner of his eyes, and a bronze mirror hanging on his chest, and the bronze mirror star anise seemed to have a world imprinted inside.

Yan Zhongjian sighed long: "The head of the family, it is too terrifying to enter the land of sin, but fortunately, this time, we just took down Yulong City."

"Once you take it down, you can find a lot of the other party's inheritance, or use Yulong City as the center to spread out around you. In this way, the chance of finding the treasure medicine will be greatly increased."

"The king of sins is released, but he is too young after all. No matter how amazing it is, it is only at that level. If you wait for thousands of years, the result may be different. Unfortunately, it is not thousands of years later."

The Great Elder seemed to be comforting.

"If you succeed, the Yan family will become a top family."

"If you lose, the Yan family will be like this at most. I will take it. Master, you don't need to be too much burden."

Yan Tianxing looked at his old palm and smiled and said, "The realm of God-Transporting God is not so easy to enter. Although I was one of the world-class geniuses, I still had less than 30% chance of entering the realm of God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God-Transporting God

"This time I joined forces with the Black Spirit Association not for my own breakthrough, but more importantly, I will make plans for the Yan family in the future."

"Yanxing Feng, Yanxing Chen, Yanxing Tao, the three of them have very good talents. If they are cultivated, they may be able to get a realm of enlightenment in the future."

"I am laying the foundation for the future of the Yan family."

"Thank you for your hard work at the head of the family." The elder sighed, "But this action was a bit unexpected, but I had already figured out the other party's strength."

"Nearly twenty people who are comparable to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, and with those vice presidents, there are probably nearly a hundred soul witches with the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, or more."

"This is not the key. We have the Four Tigers Warships in hand and the cooperation of the Black Spirit Society. I believe that winning a Jade Dragon City is not a problem."

"We attacked head-on, and the Black Spirit Society will create chaos in Jade Dragon City, leaving them unable to take care of themselves."

"The most troublesome thing is the defense of the Great Soul Witch and the Dragon City."

Although he is old and old, he is full of confidence.

"Also, this time, anyone can escape, but the king of the Sin Land cannot let him escape. If this existence gives him a thousand years, I am afraid that our Yan family will be overturned."

If the news of the Taoist palace killing the Yuanying, it is probably going to cause an uproar in the fairy world.

"That damn Immortal Lord Yan Luo back then made my Yan family very embarrassed. This time, I must not repeat the same mistake."

...

Darkness filled the crowd, and the soul-catching messengers kept hitting the protective cover of Yulong City, making a serene sound.

Chu Yi stood on the city wall and watched.

This kind of creature in another world has a completely different structure from the fairy world, and it is considered novel.

However, their desire for the people in the Land of Sin is far greater than that of ordinary people, just because the people here all have curses from ancient times.

"Do you know?" Chu Yi suddenly said to the darkness.

After a while, a figure came out of the void. It was Wang Ying.

"When I was in Feng Shui Sect, I thought this place was related to me, so I got here, and then checked my blood, and found out that I had the same Yanhuang as us."

"I don't know how the ancestors of China were, but a large number of people went to the fairy world and became the ancestors of the sin land."

He exhaled deeply, "I didn't expect that it would be magical to meet here. This is cause and effect."

Chu Yi turned around, looked at this compatriot from Earth, and asked, "You want to get out of this cause and effect."

"Isn't you?" Wang Ying said calmly, "What's more, with my ability, I don't know how many years it will take, but you are different."

Chu Yi pondered for a moment and said, "The Qing Emperor's End of Life Art, when practicing to the extreme, is 'nothing'. What is 'nothing'? From existence to none, you don't have to jump out of this cause and effect. There is another way, which is to cut off."

"You and I took action together and it will not be more convenient to eliminate this cause and effect."

Wang Ying sneered: "Will you form more cause and effect? ​​Follow you again, the people in the scapegoat will rebel against their lives, and they will turn the world?"

"You have to know that my cultivation is to respect the world, and you still let me go against it?"

Chu Yi shook his head: "Heaven does not represent heaven."

Wang Ying sneered and waved his hand, "But he is the heaven now, who controls many rules. You don't have to persuade me, I just need to practice and reach the peak in this life."

Chu Yi was silent and slowly tapped the stone bricks on the city wall.

"What a pity. When I met Qingdi, Qingdi allowed me to draw a portrait of him. Where did that portrait come from? I remember where was it buried before I died?"

"The true body of the Qing Emperor contains infinite mysteries. When I just took a look, I benefited endlessly."

"Brother Chu, what do you need?" Wang Ying said seriously, "The time of their attack or the direction of their attack, the number of people in the large army, and the combat effectiveness?"

"Didn't you say you would ignore this?" Chu Yi sighed, "I know that everyone has their own path, and I can't force you to do this at all. I won't force you, I just hope you are willing."

"I voluntarily."

"But why do I feel like you are forced?"

"Look at my sincere eyes and serious smile." Wang Ying pulled his face.

"If you really don't want to, let it go, I'll find someone else."

"I am a descendant of Yan Huang, how could I not want to? Those just now were all jokes. Brother Chu, just listen to it."

Chu Yi patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, I feel very relieved when I heard you say this. Let's do this. You prepare a report for me tomorrow, about the time and place of the opponent's attack this time..."

"Brother Wang, you are so enlightened. I think of you."

After saying that, he left swayingly.

Wang Ying stayed where he was, staring wide: "I still have to write a report?"

It was already late at night, and the quietness in Yulong City was restored, with only the street lights flashing.

"Wang Ying practiced the Qing Emperor's End of Life. In this way, as long as it is not in the realm of enlightenment, it should be fine if it is a rough idea."

"Yan Family, Hei Ling Club, this time, let's settle the new and old accounts together."

Chu Yi came to the front of the medicine hall and saw that the young lady and shopkeeper had just returned, his face a little haggard. When he saw Chu Yi, he was shocked.

But then, he smiled and said, "How could the King of Sin Land, come to me?"

"Shopkeeper, you're back so late, you're going to do something shameful, right?" Chu Yi looked up and down at the other party.

Although the young lady shopkeeper couldn't see Chu Yi's expression, he always felt that he was staring at him and laughed dryly: "Although I am a widow, there is no regulation in Yulong City. Widows can't have fun."

Chu Yi shook his head: "There is no such rule."

"But the shopkeeper, you should have heard a saying that there are many troubles in front of the widow."

"Are you going to cause trouble?" The young woman shopkeeper immediately became alert.

Chu Yi shook his finger: "The Black Spirit Society's medicine hall is famous. Although it is only a branch of the one domain, it is also amazing. Our Yulong City is too small to accommodate this great god, so please leave."

When he spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket, and the pieces fell lightly on the ground, automatically turning into paper people.

The white paper people lined up and rushed into the medicine hall. In an instant, there was a ping-pong sound.

Many pharmacy staff were driven out with a look of panic.

But in a moment, the entire medicine hall was turned into ruins and was completely demolished.

A paper man held a plaque and handed it to the young woman and shopkeeper with a gloomy face.

"You can take this plaque so as not to say we don't respect the pharmacy."

"Tomorrow morning, please leave Yulong City." Chu Yi waved his hand and disappeared from the street.

The young woman's shopkeeper's pupils froze: "Does he know that my black spirit will interfere with it?"
Chapter completed!