Goddess Summoning System

Chapter 98 The body dies and the way disappears.

"My lord, the green deer and the herring are both dead. That man in green is probably not an ordinary person." The middle-aged man whispered, he could almost see the whole process through the big hole on the second floor. The spikes are obviously not a trap, but probably a special technique.

Things turned out as expected by the middle-aged man, these pitch-black thorns were indeed a special technique, and it was the technique on the golden page that Su Ye printed in Luo Chisu's mind, called "Black Thorns" It is easy to pierce the entire ancient continent when the cultivation reaches the extreme.

The eyes of the old man in robes became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it is the realm of a great master."

"Then, my lord, what should we choose now?" The middle-aged man had a hint of retreat in his heart at this time, after all, the other party is the top existence on this ancient land, and it is better not to provoke him as much as possible.

However, the old man in the robe shook his head, looked up through the big hole and looked at the man in green who was sitting on the wooden chair and said lightly, "I have no choice."

The next moment a black thorn protruded from the foot of the old man in robes. The old man in robes opened his eyes wide and stepped back. The strong wind directly blew the middle-aged man on the side several meters away, but let the middle-aged man avoid the long thorns protruding from his feet.

hum-

The old man in robes showed an unbelievable expression in his eyes. His palm, which could easily break gold and stone, slapped the black thorn like it was the hardest object in the world. Not only did the thorn remain intact, but even himself The force of the shock caused instability of Qi and blood, but the old man in robes had no time to pay attention to the discomfort of his body at this time, because a small black thorn emerged from the middle of the long black thorn and directly pierced the palm of the old man in robes.

And this kind of operation? ? ?

The old man in robes who retreated to the side once again couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He thought that the long black thorn was a dead thing, but now it seems that it may not be the case.The old man in robe subconsciously looked down at his withered palm, his eyes were slightly startled. Could it be that this black thorn feeds on blood?
In just a few seconds, the withered palms of the robed old man slowly swelled up again, and the blood color returned to normal.

At the same time, what is even more unbelievable is that the white hair of the old man in robes has gradually been dyed black, and the original old face has quickly become younger. From an old man with scorching white hair, he has quickly become a tall and straight middle-aged man. , and all this process only took a few seconds.

……

On the other side of the Yanliu Painting Bridge, beside the Qinhuai River.

The handsome man in a gorgeous brocade robe frowned slightly watching this scene, looked at an old man in gray robe beside him and asked, "Why is this?"

The gray-robed old man clasped his hands and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, King Rubei is using the essence of heaven and earth for his own use to supplement his own blood. Now his blood is at its peak, and his appearance will naturally change."

"As far as I know, this kind of method can only be used by great masters. Could it be that Han Xin is already in the realm of a great master?" the handsome man asked with a frown.

The old man in gray robe couldn't help but smiled wryly, "I'm afraid it is."

"This Rubei King Han Xin dares to hide from me." The handsome man said dissatisfied. "If my Daqin has another great master to help, why worry about not being able to pacify this ancient land."

The old man in gray robe quietly looked at King Rubei in the distance, his brows wrinkled even deeper.

"Your Majesty, the identity of the King of Rubei may not be that simple." The gray-robed old man said in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

The gray-robed old man's gaze now rests on the two corpses of a man and a woman in the Chisu Pavilion on the second floor of the Yanliu Painting Bridge, and a blue spiral mark is printed on their abdomens respectively.

"No, King Rubei is related to Qixing Pavilion."

"What?" The man in the fancy dress narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is that so?"

The old man in gray robe nodded, "A man and a woman who died in the Yanliu Painting Bridge had cyan spiral marks on their abdomens, they seemed to be people from Qingxing in the Seven Star Pavilion, and the two people hiding in the dark had a very similar aura to the Seven Star Pavilion. Similarly, the killers of the Seven Star Pavilion are very good at concealment, and this old slave can't detect their specific hiding places, so it seems that the killers of the Seven Star Pavilion can't be wrong."

"Seven Star Pavilion." The handsome man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his tone was cold. "I didn't expect that the Qixing Pavilion would infiltrate so deeply that even the king of Rubei was involved with him. It seems that the death of the father more than 20 years ago was inseparable from the death of the king of Rubei. It must be the grandfather who discovered the death of the king of Rubei and the death of the father. It’s about the shot.”

The gray-robed old man said cautiously, "As for whether that Mr. Su is really the Taizu, we need to meet to confirm, but this is a good time to make friends with that Mr. Su."

"You mean to dispatch the imperial guards to directly trap King Rubei and others to death on this Yanliuhuaqiao?" the handsome man said softly.

The gray-robed old man shook his head, "Your Majesty has no evidence to dispose of King Rubei for the time being. If you forcibly accuse King Rubei of a crime, it may make many families in Changyang City terrified, which will be detrimental to our Great Qin. Your Majesty can use the hidden guards to replace him." Regardless of the potential threat that Mr. Su is, no matter whether Mr. Su is the Taizu or not, he must have a good impression of His Majesty."

The handsome man nodded, "Just do as you say."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

……

"Who are you?" Han Xin stared angrily at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him. He never thought that he had the strength of a great master, but until now he hadn't even touched a piece of the man in Tsing Yi's clothes. On the contrary, there was no intact part of his whole body. The blood almost dyed his purple robe into a black blood suit. The dazzling black long thorns still kept attacking him, and Han Xin did not have the slightest time to breathe.

Han Xin, who absorbed the essence of heaven and earth to heal himself countless times, became more and more tired, and the true energy in his body was running low, unable to support himself to continue to avoid the black thorns quickly.

It seems that only one finger can be used, Han Xinxin thought while standing in mid-air and panting slightly.

Han Xin held his breath, and no longer used the essence of heaven and earth to heal the wound on his body. Instead, he gathered all the true energy in his body on his index finger, bit the tip of his tongue at the same time, and a drop of blood essence fell on the index finger, letting it fall on the index finger. The true qi in his heart boiled again, and the sky and the earth seemed to sense it. The original sunny sky was no longer, and patches of dark clouds quickly accumulated, thunderclouds rolled and rolled, and electric dragons galloped among the thunderclouds.

However, at this moment, Han Xin's heart tightened, and a bad premonition spread from his eyebrows. The next moment, a long black thorn pierced through the void, piercing Han Xin's heart straight.

Han Xin couldn't help but looked at the long thorn that appeared on his chest with a wry smile, recalling the miraculous method just now and sighed:
"It turns out that he is a heavenly man."

The man in green clothes also opened his eyes as if by induction, looked at the middle-aged man in the air with an expressionless face and said calmly:
"Your big move is too slow."

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(End of this chapter)