Chapter 205 The Old World

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Xiao Heng couldn't help smiling awkwardly when he heard the words and said, "At that time, my cultivation was also shallow, and I cooperated with my brother to steal the ghost fruit. This green fox was in the middle of the spiritual realm at that time, and now it seems that there should be Taoism in the later stage of the spiritual realm. At this time, it seems that this green fox is also a talented monster.

The withered butterfly giggled when he heard the words, kept stroking the soft and smooth hair of the green fox, looked at Xiao Heng and said, "Of course, my talent is not high. Will I accept it as a spirit beast?"

"What? Are you going to take the green fox in the later stage of the spiritual realm as a spiritual beast? As soon as Xiao Heng heard this, he immediately widened his eyes and said in disbelief. With the cultivation in the middle of the withered butterfly mirror, at least a high-level spirit beast above the sixth level is eligible to be accepted as a spirit beast. But I didn't expect that Lingkudie would accept a green fox with such a shallow cultivation.

"I vaguely feel that this green fox is a little unusual." Hearing this, Ling Kudie smiled and said to Xiao Heng with a divine voice.

Xiao Heng narrowed his eyes and meditated for a moment before he thought: "This green fox is indeed full of aura, but... It seems that there is no other special place.

Lingkudie took a breath when he heard the words and said, "Let's not talk about this. I'll accept this green fox. By the way, I just saw a lot of monks escape and flew towards the Xuanpu King City. It should be the monk of the Xianyuan Sect you mentioned.

Xiao Heng sneered when he heard the words and said, "Well, let's see if the suzerain of his Xianyuan Sect has knelt down and waited for me."

Hearing this, Ling Kudie smiled helplessly and said, "Lord, how can you do such a thing?" I think the other party has laid a trap there, waiting for you to throw yourself into the trap.

"Let's go, just that kind of sect. I think my mysterious snake can be completely solved." Xiao Heng waved his hand, and the carefully refined puppet mysterious snake immediately appeared beside Xiao Heng.

As soon as it appeared, the mysterious snake immediately rubbed against Xiao Heng's body, looking like a good baby. However, Xiao Heng knew that when this thing was against the enemy, his cold eyes were enough to make the opponent's heart flur. This good baby looks like a good baby to himself as the master who refines it.

Looking at the withered butterfly, Xiao Heng nodded, and then the cyan light appeared on his body, and the strong wind rolled. Xiao Heng turned into a streamer and shot towards the Xuanpu King City not far away.

Seeing this, the withered butterfly tightened the green fox in its arms. The next moment, with a "sw" sound, the body of the withered butterfly appeared thousands of feet away.

Before he arrived at King Xuanpu City, Xiao Heng felt the breath of a large number of monks. The atmosphere of heaven and earth around King Xuanpu City is also obviously abnormal at this time. Xiao Heng took a look and knew that it was Xianyuanzong who had arranged a killing array near here, waiting for himself to touch it.

With a disdainful sneer, Xiao Heng's speed suddenly soared, and in an instant, he shot in the direction of the most condensed breath of the monk.

In the southwest of Wangcheng, in an inconspicuous thatched hut in the corner, a Taoist priest in a purple gold robe sacrificed a knife with a dark body, dark gold blade, and a large silver-patterned knife on the surface. A domineering breath was emanating from this big knife at this time.

As soon as the Taoist priest sacrificed this big knife, the thatched house was immediately blown down by a fierce wind. A breath of the supreme king of the nine heavens is emanating from a young man who is suspended in the air and looking down at the blue-shirted Taoist priest in a purple gold robe.

Xiao Heng lowered his head and looked coldly at the Taoist priest who was cultivated in the early stage of the Yuan Dynasty, as if he were looking at a dead object. His lips moved slightly, and Xiao Heng said lightly, "Who are you from Xianyuan Sect?"

At this time, Lingkudie is quietly helping Xiao Heng remove the rough arrays arranged by the monks of Xianyuan Sect. The seemingly mysterious arrays were scrapped in an instant under the powerful means of the withered butterfly.

As for those immortal disciples who dared to come out to stop Xiao Heng, they were killed by the dead butterfly.

The Taoist priest, who seemed to be in his fifties, squinted his eyes and stared at Xiao Heng warily for a moment. Only when he carefully replied, "The elder of Xianyuan Zongkeqing, Duan Mozi." This Taoist who claimed to be Duan Mozi obviously saw Xiao Heng's extraordinary. Although Xiao Heng's current cultivation is only in the early stage of the spiritual realm, almost fools can feel that Xiao Heng's temperament will never be as simple as the spiritual realm.

"Oh? Didn't your suzerain Wu Mayan come? Didn't I tell him to kneel at the gate?" Xiao Heng glanced at Duan Mozi and said with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Somehow, Duan Mozi always felt that the teenager in front of him was not simple. A faint and restless feeling began to emerge in the center this morning. Is it because of this boy?

Duan Mozi saw the trace of murder in Xiao Heng's eyes. While secretly guarding in his heart, he also said faintly, "The suzerain, he has no spare time to play games with you, a boy who is dry and doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth. It's enough to have me."

Xiao Heng sighed when he heard the words, shook his head and said, "In this case, I have to go to Xianyuanzong to find him in person." After Xiao Heng finished speaking, his fingers gently pointed at the broken ink. A faint gray mist, like a crossbow arrow away from the string, shot fiercely towards the broken ink with a squivering sound.

Duan Mozi snorted coldly when he saw the situation. He felt that there was no spiritual power in the fog. That is to say, it is an empty shelf without any attack power.

With a wave of his hand, the big knife suspended in front of him immediately burst out a golden light. Under a flash, it instantly cut at the fierce aerosol arrow.

"Gang." With a soft sound, the knife was obviously a big knife of the first-level spiritual weapon, which was instantly hit in half by Xiao Heng's seemingly weak air arrow.

The face of the broken ink suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help spitting out. His pupils shrank, and Duan Mozi knew that he had indeed met a strong man today. After gasping for a breath, he coughed and said to Xiao Heng, "Your Excellency, good means."

When Xiao Heng heard the words, he suddenly stopped entangling with this broken ink, and turned his head and shot away.

When Duan Mozi was surprised, he suddenly found a black line like a little snake on his arm, which was silently spreading towards his chest.

Duan Mozi was shocked and immediately sat down cross-legged. The light surged all over his body, and it was obvious that he was using some skills to remove the abnormal things in his body. However, if Xiao Heng's poison is so easy to solve, then the Six Poison Classics can be said to be useless cultivation. What's more, Xiao Heng is still a poison cultivation that has cultivated the Guiyuan poison charm.

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"Senior Ling, please go back to Longbei Mountain and wait for me first. I have something to do now." Xiao Heng looked at the withered butterfly that had already killed all the immortal monks near the royal city and said softly.

After Ling Kudie nodded and said to be careful, she hugged the green fox and flew away in the direction of Longbei Mountain dozens of miles away. There is no drag at all.

Because those monks of Xianyuan Sect used to hide in some hidden corners of the royal city, and with the cultivation of the dead butterfly, those people killed those people, it can be said that they had no ability to resist at all.

So these mortals in the royal city don't know that there are just a few immortals in their city.

At this time, Xiao Heng was already standing at the door of the Oriental family.

Looking at the gate that was still full of momentum, but there was no guard, Xiao Heng pushed the door and walked in with a wry smile.

After getting started, what came into view was still the compound that I had walked through a hundred times. A young man dressed like a servant was holding a broom and seriously sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.

As soon as he saw Xiao Heng come in, the little boy was stunned, and then politely asked, "Huh? Excuse me, who is the prince? What's the matter here?"

Xiao Heng looked around casually, and then replied, "I came to find Dongfang Fengjin, the king of Zhennan."

The little man trembled when he heard the words. He quickly looked left and right. After seeing that there was no one around, he put his head to Xiao Heng's ear and said, "Sir, don't you know that Dongfang Fengjin has been demoted to a commoner by the emperor as early as two years ago? It's completely empty now. There are only a few of us sent to guard here.

As soon as Xiao Heng heard this, he immediately frowned and asked, "Then do you know where the Oriental family is now?"

The little one smiled bitterly when he heard the words and whispered cautiously, "After the Dongfang family was completely suppressed, he quietly rushed to the mountains and forests near Yunzhou Guandao overnight with thousands of cronies to do the business of blocking and looting. But I heard that it seems that they only robbed some horse teams passing by the government. The rest of the civilians didn't move a penny.

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