Chapter 1539 (1/2)
Thin old man counted the source stone, then turned into the inner hall, ”Taoist friends here wait a moment.”
Ye Chen has nothing to do, so he wanders in the grocery store, hoping to find some treasures.
This Tianwang branch Pavilion is really focused on selling intelligence, and does not care about the business of the store. The goods on the shelves are covered with dust. I'm afraid they have been placed here since the opening of the store.
in the corner of the shelf, he saw a treasure that he liked. It was an ancient seal, but the ancient seal was ordinary, but the unusual one was the word dunjia Tianzi.
Subconsciously, he raised his hand and photographed the ancient seal. Holding it in his hand, he found that the ancient Chinese characters imprinted on it were dunjia Tianzi, no doubt, and sometimes flickered.
”If you like, I'll give it to you.” The thin old man came back, still holding a storage bag in his hand, but he was generous, ”they are all worthless things. Take them away.”
”Thank you very much.” Ye Chen would not be polite. He accepted the ancient seal and took the storage bag from the thin old man. After a glance, he collected it in his arms and looked at the thin old man again. ”I don't know if Tianwang has any information about Dongshen yaochi.”
”Dongshen yaochi?” The thin old man raised his eyebrows again, and he was a little surprised. Today, this guest is really strange. Fang bought the information of Jinwu nationality and immediately wanted the Dongshen yaochi. It seems that the two people are not closely related. One is the southern region and the other is the East desert. The difference is too far.
A second of consternation, and then, he said, ”the information of Donghuang is far from being reached by Skynet. Besides, the ancient ruins of Dongshen yaochi seem to have disappeared.”
”Do you know that the mysterious desert came to the city without tears?” Ye Chen asked lightly.
”This is knowing.” The thin old man laughed. ”I heard about it a month ago.”
”In the city without tears, a man came out, but I don't know her identity and appearance.”
”I don't know.” Thin old man shook his head, ”listen to that woman is very mysterious, no one can see the true face.”
”So, goodbye.” Ye Chen immediately turned around, really vigorous, not artificial.
”Another weirdo.” The thin old man pinched his moustache, but he didn't see anything strange about it. He didn't see anything in intelligence business. Under the disguise, he was the real face.
Ye Chen left and crushed the jade slips. Every piece of information in it was branded in Shenhai.
It has to be said that Skynet's intelligence is indeed huge. This information is more detailed than he imagined. Every elder, a disciple of the Jinwu nationality, is clearly listed in the intelligence about his cultivation realm, his status in the Jinwu nationality and his current position.
Unfortunately, there is no prince of Jinwu. He is in the Jinwu family and will not come out in a short time. Since he is in the family, he will not take risks. The good play is just beginning.
He closed his eyes slightly, touched the seal of the original God, and sensed the location of the dead in the dark at the moment. There were already three or five Yin Ming dead men at the designated position, waiting for the order of attack.
He did not order the attack, because the rest of the dead would still be on the road, and had not reached the designated position. Once ordered, he would certainly startle the snake, which was not what he wanted to see.
He needs many dead men to go to the designated position and attack together, which will be a thunderbolt. It will not give the Jinwu people time to react, but also give them the chance to rescue.
When Wu goes out, he will not ask for money for his disciples.
With this in mind, he went straight out of the city and went straight to the southeast. There was a valley 100000 miles away in that direction, where there were Jinwu people's training, an elder and a disciple.
The most important thing is that the disciple's identity is not simple. He is the prince of the common people of Jinwu family.
When he arrived, the elder of Jinwu and the prince of Jinwu were crossing their knees in the deep valley. It was an ancient secret place. Their accomplishments were not low. The elder was the king, and the prince was the saint.
”Who?” Jinwu elder's perception is not low, ye Chen just arrived, he was aware of the difference.
”Look down on you.” Ye Chen walked out slowly and looked at the elder with great interest. His voice was old and his breath was thick. Evil spirit and murderous spirit danced together, making the world turbulent.
”I am an elder of Jinwu nationality, but I don't know why you came to this valley late at night.” Elder Jinwu is clever, reporting to his family and trying to force Ye Chen back with the prestige of Jinwu.
”Don't scare me with that Jinwu clan.” Ye Chen laughs, burning the silent sword has been revealed in his hand, ”it's the Jinwu people who are looking for it. Since you report to your family, you also save the old man to ask.”
”Who the hell are you?” The elder of Jinwu drank coldly, and the king level momentum suddenly surged. However, the prince of Jinwu was so scared that his face turned pale. It was only because ye Chen was so powerful.
”You don't need to know.” Ye Chen step on the ground, a sword Lingtian cut down.
Elder Jinwu turns pale. He brushes his hand with a ghost head knife. He holds his hands tightly and holds them up to block him.
The sound of metal cracking immediately sounded, and elder Jinwu's Ghost Head sword was broken. It was hard to resist the power of burning silence sword. The most important thing was the support of the great saint level body, which broke his defense.