The Immortal Emperor Returns

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In just over an hour, Haiqing City became a nightmare for all warriors. Hundreds of thousands of war pets were killed and countless warriors were injured.

Until now, no one knows who the other party is.

What surprised them even more was that the army soldiers who had always avoided them were like crazy. They saw the fierce beasts and shot them directly. They only hit the eyes, and they became blind even if they could not kill them.

No one wants to keep a blind pet, and can only bear them and send them to hell.

There are many warriors in the warriors. Some people have guessed who is behind the incident? Who can command the army to act throughout the martial arts world? The answer is coming.

Those who understand the horror, countless pets of Haiqing City, can not kill in a short time. All have the scene of beast tide migration, countless warriors take their pets to escape outside the city.

Chu Xun and Pan Zihao stood on the tallest building in Haiqing City, staring at this scene coldly.

Pan Zihao's waist was straight, and when he looked at the man next to him, his eyes were full of worship.

"Next, let the soldiers secretly look for the news of the Fuso Ronin. Don't alarm them once there is news, report it immediately." Those Fuso Ronin are extraordinary, ordinary soldiers are not opponents at all.

When the thunderstorm came, he carried his grandmother and was very aggressive. After seeing Chu Xun, he complained, "The **** are running too fast and haven't been addicted."

It didn't take long for Yan Chong, Jiu You and Qiao widow to come.

"The lord of the palace." The pretty widow put her dagger in her hands.

"You keep it." Chu Xundao said, a secret treasure, far less important than a loyal heart.

The pretty widow was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly said, "Thank you.

Jiuyou's beautiful eyes blinked, and her round face floated narrowly.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Xun looked at her, unknown.

Jiuyou looked at him strangely, grinning, and said, "See Her Royal Highness."

Uh!

Chu Xun stunned, and then he couldn't help but smile. He usually didn't pay attention. Hearing Jiuyou's words, the title of the palace owner was awkward. Besides, it is also confusing. If you want Yan Yi, Wu Busi calls him the head of the house.

"Well, please call the boss directly, kind and domineering." Thunderstorm laughed.

The pretty widow gave him a slanting glance, "This title sounds like a little family, like a triad, let's just call it the lord of the house. Anyway, whether it is Yanlong Palace or Wu Zong, it is under the power of Chu."

Yan Chong nodded, agreeing to the widow's proposal.

"You guys!" Chu Xun didn't care much about it, just a name, is he still a little?

"Do you have any news about the stray ronin? My uncle is hungry and thirsty." The thunderstorm changed its name quite quickly, and the corner of his mouth was bloodthirsty.

"It's still under investigation." Chu Xun's eyes cooled down, "Dare to attack the barracks, anyway, don't want to go back alive."

"The Ronin came to Huaxia, there must be something wrong with this." Yan Chong frowned.

"No matter what bird problem he has, just kill him." The thunderstorm dismissed.

"Yan Chong makes sense, the earth is mutated, and the hibiscus is near the sea. Although there are not many beasts, there are many sea beasts. They venture to cross the sea to Huaxia, and they must have some plans." Chu Xun pondered later.

"Will it be for the ancient ruins outside the city." The pretty widow expressed her opinion.

"An ancient relic is probably not worth their long-distance adventure across the sea." Chu Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "It's not impossible, maybe the ancient relic has what they need."

From the discovery of the ancient ruins in Haiqing, the news spread completely for nearly two months.

Because this ancient relic is very ordinary, it is only revealed at the middle of each month. The radiance reflects for dozens of miles, as if the entire mountain is glowing.

"No matter what the reason, they can't go back alive this time." Chu Xun looked at the martial arts who were rushing out of the city, the beast tide, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

The earth mutated, allowing the warriors to rise rapidly. The order in the secular world was useless to the warriors. The ordinary people had no protection. Originally, all this had nothing to do with him, but they subconsciously wanted to return those ordinary people to a safe environment.

Maybe it's because of the ancestral keel, or maybe it's changed after returning to Earth.

Ao Huang accidentally mentioned that the fall of the first generation of Zulong was related to the protection of ordinary people.

Ao Huang also asked him to ask him to guard the ordinary people one day. He didn't agree at the time, and now he should have responded to the incident.

In fact, Chu Xun's bones are indifferent and indifferent to life. He is thousands of times more severe in the realm than he is now. He ascended to the seat of immortal from a young monk, and the road behind him was covered with bones and blood.

This indifference to life has changed slightly after returning to earth, but some things are in the bones and cannot be changed.

For example, if you have grace, you must repay it.

"President, should we also check the news of those rogues?" Yan Chong asked for instructions.

Chu Xun groaned, then nodded slightly.

Yan Chong left.

Chu Xun and Jiu You and Pan Zihao returned to the barracks to wait for the news.

The ancient ruins appeared on the 15th last month, and the 13th of this month, there are two days left.

Chu Xun's premonition was much stronger than ordinary people because of the cultivation-inspired relationship. He had a very bad feeling in his heart.

In the evening, thunderstorms and witty widows returned. Not long after, Chu Xun's mobile phone vibrated. It was a picture sent by Yan Chong. Shown is an abandoned factory building, the picture is a bit blurred.

"The phone won't work." The widow tried a few times, all with voice prompts to shut down.

"What is this place?" Chu Xun let Pan Zihao identify.

"The factories in Haiqing City are all in the western suburbs, but the factories there are all built in one. It is impossible to confirm which one is based on a single photo?"

"Tell everyone to rush to the western suburbs and surround me there." Chu Xun ordered.

Pan Zihao did not dare to delay, and hurriedly ordered.

"I'll go first, and you will come as soon as possible." The words fell, Chu Xun turned into a streamer and disappeared instantly.

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In Haiqing City, the western suburbs, a figure fled, leaving a little blood behind him.

It was Yan Chong, who was seriously injured. A terrible wound from his shoulder to his stomach almost opened his belly.

Behind him, several figures chased along the blood on the ground.

The wound on Yan Chong's body was deep, cut and long, unable to be completely bandaged and unable to stop the blood from flowing down.

"Damn." He cursed, lost too much blood, had a heavy head, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the broad sword had been taken into his storage ring.

"With such a serious injury, he couldn't escape." Among the people chasing along the blood, one savagely spoke coldly.

"# ￥ %% @ ……" The other was holding a weird long knife, curved and slender, speaking a bird's word that no one could understand.

"Matsukawa Junmo is worried that this person is seriously injured and can't escape."

"@ # ￥% ……"

"Rest assured, no matter who he is, the dead will not reveal our whereabouts."

Several figures talked while the speed of chasing was not reduced.

"Ahead." Someone shouted.

Yan Chong's figure leaked into their sight. The key Yan Chong was injured too much, his movement was too slow, and the blood shed was the best lead.

The sound of a broken air came behind him, Yan Chong smiled bitterly. He knew he couldn't get away and turned to face.

"Who the **** are you? Why are you here?" One of them asked.

Yan Chong sneered, and said, "I'm your grandpa."

The breath on the opponent's body was a bit cold.

"I know, but I just want to take advantage of you." Yan Chong said plainly.

"A few nonsense words, you will be happy when you die."

"I'm going to die anyway, as long as you call me Grandpa, I feel happy." Yan Chong wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"You're forcing me to kill you now." The other man's words were dark.

"Hurry up if you want to do it, are the people at Broken Soul Gate just like you?"

The other's eyes flickered a little, getting colder, and he whispered, "So you are coming for us."

"Crap, otherwise why would I come to such a place where birds don't shit?" Yan Chong sarcastically.

"Who the **** are you? Have you ever looked here?"

The sarcasm on Yan Chong's face became stronger and stronger. "I said I followed you. Will you commit suicide in shame?"

"This is impossible." The other side denied it.

"Nothing is impossible. You went to the city in the afternoon and then picked him up. The two came here together, right?" Yan Chong pointed to the other person.

When they heard that, their faces changed slightly, because Yan Chong was right.

"I said before that if you fight alone, you will be slaughtered like a dog." Yan Chong sneered, and the other people were equal to him, but he had a secret treasure in his hands. He would not be fussed by the Rangang if they did it The sneak attack almost opened his belly.

"Who the **** are you?" The other asked in a cold voice, tangling this question several times.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you can't live tonight." Yan Chong laughed, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth again. He believed that Chu Xun was already on his way.

"Since you don't want to say, I'll send you to hell." The other party can't ask anything? I also understand that dragging on for too long is not good for them.

Huh!

The opponent raised their hands, condensed into a chain, and Hengkong came towards Yan Chong.

Yan Chong tried to exercise, but the blood of the wound raged. In a hurry, Broadsword appeared in his hands.

boom!

The white chain hit the broad sword, and the terror ripples burst out. Yan Yi fell a hundred meters away, and the whole person was stained with blood. But he was not willing to release the broad sword in his hand.

Feeling the rapid loss of vitality, Yan Chong's head became more and more dizzy, his eyes turned black, and the scarlet blood gathered in the rest. The bitter smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, his eyes began to loosen, and finally closed.

The people who shot the other side had hot eyes, and he had long coveted the secret treasure in Yan Chong's hands.

As a result, a figure was faster than him, stepped forward to Yan Chong, and held the broad sword in his hand.

"Matsukawa, what do you mean?"

"# @ ￥% & * ……"

The man heard the bird's words, his eyes were dimmed, and his face was displeased. "Matsukawa, this man was killed by me, and this sword belongs to me."

"Mo Chengjun, this person was originally brought by you. How would you kill it if I didn't hit him? I said, this sword belongs to me." The Fuso Ronald actually spoke in awkward Huaxia language, looking With a touch of scorn.