Chapter: 4672
Seeing the person captured by Chen Ping, Xing Daorong frowned slightly!
"General Xing, do you know this person?" Chen Ping asked!
"Of course, this is a servant of the Yan Mansion. I don't know why he appeared here."
After Xing Daorong finished speaking, he grabbed the man by the collar and said, "Tell me, what are you doing here? Did Yan Shuangying ask you to come?"
The servant from the Yan Mansion just looked at Xing Daorong. Although he was very scared, he did not say a word!
Seeing that he couldn't speak, Xing Daorong was very angry!
Chen Ping said: "General Xing, don't be angry. This kind of servant is just worthless. Just kill him..."
After Chen Ping finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand. As long as Chen Ping's palm fell, this person would be reduced to ashes!
Seeing Chen Ping raise his palm, the servant of Yan Mansion was terrified. After all, he had just seen with his own eyes that Chen Ping, a second-grade Mahayana realm master, directly killed the peak ninth-grade Mahayana realm master and Qiu Wanqing, an eighth-grade Mahayana realm master. of!
"I say, I say..."
"General Yan sent me here to check out what's going on at the Xing and Qiu mansions, and then report back."
The servant of the Yan Mansion said hurriedly!
"What does Yan Shuangying want to do? Does he want to benefit from the conflict between the two sides? Let me fight with Qiu Wanqing to the death, and he will just sit back and enjoy the results?"
Xing Daorong asked.
"General Xing, I don't know. I'm just a servant, just following orders. It's impossible for General Yan to tell me what his intentions are."
The servant of the Yan Mansion hurriedly explained!
Seeing this, Chen Ping waved his hand and said, "Go back and tell General Yan what you saw. If he is also interested in the fairy stone mine, you can come and rob it!"
After Chen Ping finished speaking, Xing Daorong released the servant from the Yan Mansion!
Now, Xing Daorong has completely obeyed Chen Ping's arrangements!
In the Ten Palaces at the same time!
The Lord of the Ten Palaces is frowning, worrying about the resources. As the monks in the Ten Palaces become stronger and stronger, the resources required are also enormous!
The resources that the Demon Sealing Alliance has plundered in the Heavenly Realm are no longer enough to support the consumption of the entire Ten Palaces!
This is also the reason why the Tenth Palace Master asked Rota to do business with Beast City.
If you want to ascend to become an immortal, you must have sufficient resources. Without resources, everything will be in vain!
"Palace Master, Palace Master, it's bad, Luo Gongsheng's soul lamp has gone out..."
At this time, a member of the Ten Palaces came running over in a hurry!
"What?" The Tenth Palace Master was stunned, then ran out quickly!
When he came to the secret room of the Ten Palaces, he found that Narota's soul lamp was indeed extinguished!
There are hundreds of lamps burning here, all of which are the soul lamps of the members of the Ten Palaces. Even the soul lamp of the Lord of the Ten Palaces himself is here!
As long as someone dies, the soul lamp here will go out!
If the physical body is destroyed but the remnant soul is retained, the brightness of the Soul Lamp will fade. However, as long as the physical body is rebuilt, it can be restored!
"What on earth is going on? How could Lotta die?"
The Ten Palace Masters asked in disbelief!
"Palace Master, Narota has been trading with Beast City for many years, and this has never happened before. How could he die suddenly?"
"And I heard from Narota that the overall strength of Beast City is not very strong. It is estimated that no one can be his opponent, but the current situation is indeed very strange."
The member of the Ten Palaces said in a low voice!
"It's really weird." The Tenth Palace Master nodded and said, "Don't tell anyone else about this for now. I'll go find Gan Lao to find out what's going on!"
After the Lord of the Ten Palaces finished speaking, he left the secret room and walked towards the main hall of the Ten Palaces!
Passing through the main hall, there is a forest behind, with a few thatched houses amidst the singing birds and the fragrance of flowers!
Compared with the magnificent hall in front, this thatched hut is totally out of place!
There was a person sitting in front of the thatched house. He was an old man sitting on an old rattan chair. His silver hair was combed meticulously. Each strand was as bright as silver thread and shone with a cold luster in the sunlight.
His face was thin, and the wrinkles carved by time were like the winding lines on an ancient map, hiding endless stories.
His eyes are sunken, but his pupils are like a deep pool, deep and quiet. The occasional flash of his gaze is as sharp as an eagle, as if he can see through all appearances.
He was wearing a long gown that was washed a little white but neat, the corners of which swayed gently in the breeze. He had a dark cloth belt tied around his waist with a warm and simple jade pendant hanging on it. As he moved, There was a faint crisp sound of impact.
He held a bamboo folding fan with ink-and-wash landscapes painted on it. The brushstrokes were simple but the artistic conception was profound. Occasionally, he waved it gently, bringing out a wisp of breeze, adding a bit of mystery to his temperament.
The most important thing is that in front of this old man, on a table woven with rattan, there is a bamboo tube, and under the bamboo tube, several rusty copper coins are arranged in the shape of a seven-star formation! JrNovels.com