Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Seeing this, Lin Yang couldn't say anything more.

If they continue to entangle and make Wen Tianlou angry, then the consequences will be unimaginable, and in the end they will definitely lose their wives and lose their soldiers.

It may be said that Wentianlou does not have the ability to destroy the Cangyu Holy Land, but there is no doubt that it must have the strength to kill people.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up and walked outside.

After going out, it took about an hour to arrive at Dahuangcheng.

You know, he is now a martial artist in the Divine Hidden Realm, and his speed is much faster than ordinary people.

When entering the Great Wilderness, the main road was still so lively, but it was no different from usual.

However, he also knew that if he wanted to quickly learn about the latest current events, then the restaurant and teahouse would be a good choice.

So, he went to a teahouse openly and aboveboard.

Sure enough, the moment he sat down, there was a fierce and noisy voice coming from beside him.

"What you said is true? Yang Zhifeng is really dead?"

"That's right, my brother is inside the Cangyu Holy Land, and it's said that everything inside is in a mess."

Speaking of this, the man lowered his body mysteriously, and everyone surrounded him, even those who didn't come over, all noticed this place.

He whispered: "The person in charge is now called Lu Yangzi, and he has issued a strict order to block the news, but you say, who can block this kind of news? It's only been half an hour, and the entire Huangtian Territory probably knows about it." gone."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

"Fake it, how long has it been since two saints fell one after another, don't fool me, who can have such strength in the wild world, even the Sword God Palace can't do it Ah." Someone said in disbelief.

Because this is really too unbelievable.

"Just wait and see, someone will verify it for us soon." The person who spoke earlier said triumphantly.

Lin Yang who was at the side listened to these words, and couldn't help being shocked, a stormy sea suddenly set off in his heart, and he didn't get over it for a long time.

"The Cangyu Holy Land...is really going to die, so what Wen Tianlou said is true?"

He took a deep breath, and immediately a strong smile broke out on his face.

At this time, a hunched figure walked out from the main road with slow steps. No one dared to approach him within a few inches of his body. Just the aura of his body was enough to make people breathless.

This person was Zhao Quan who had just returned from Yuelai Inn.

He knew that it was too late and the building was about to collapse, so he was not in a hurry, and walked slowly on the road, which was a bit like a walk.

After seeing Zhao Quan, those people from the original tea shop tacitly shut up, no one dared to speak anymore.

And Zhao Quan just smiled and looked at the group of people who had spoken before, then looked away lightly, and continued to walk forward.

But in the eyes of those people, at that moment just now, they were really infinitely close to death, as if a knife had been hanging around their necks. If Zhao Quan hadn't shown mercy, they might really have died here up.

Before he knew it, the cold sweat on his body had soaked his clothes.

"Is this the coercion of a strong saint? It's really powerful."

In the private room on the second floor, Zhao Quan also saw Zhao Quan walking on the street with a cane, and thought to himself: "If this person does not die, the foundation of Cangyu Holy Land is still there, and it cannot be destroyed. I hope Wentianlou can make a move. Completely destroy its foundation."

While his mind was active, a person suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Quan.

He had never seen that man.

But the people around seemed to be avoiding the god of plague, far away from Zhao Quan, but this person was the only one who was in front of Zhao Quan, on the only way he had to pass.

The two are face to face.

Zhao Quan walked slowly, finally saw the man who appeared suddenly, frowned slightly, and said, "Who is your Excellency? What do you want to do?"

For some reason, when he saw that person, a sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

He always felt that this person had something to do with what happened in Cangyu Holy Land in recent days, and his sixth sense was always very accurate.

It was Fang Yun who came here.

Fang Yun smiled lightly and said, "Ask Tianlou Fang Yun."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the vast deserted city. Many people who had paid attention to the main road at this moment were shocked, and then there was a look of horror.

They had only heard about it before, but now that they had seen the real person, they would inevitably be a little shocked.

"Wen Tianlou is really planning to fight the Cangyu Holy Land forever."

"To actually openly intercept and kill the chief elder of Cangyu Holy Land in broad daylight, Wen Tianlou is really courageous."

"This is the first time I've seen a duel between saints. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

There was a lot of discussion.

There is no doubt that at this moment, this place has become the most eye-catching place.

Everyone hid in the window to watch, and they didn't dare to poke their heads out, for fear that the gods would fight with mortals and suffer disasters, and then they would be affected by themselves. Even if the coercion between saints was leaked, it would be a disaster for ordinary people. .

Zhao Quan heard the words, but at this moment there were violent ripples on Gujing's calm face, but fortunately, this expression was only fleeting, and then he turned cold, and said: "I have heard about your name for a long time, but I don't know you. Cang Yu Holy Land's current situation is your fault?"

This can be regarded as asking the teacher for a crime.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they cast fiery gazes on Fang Yun.

The man who looked very strange to them couldn't see his face clearly, as if he was hiding in the darkness, always blocked by a layer of obscurity.

Zhao Quan's words are equivalent to blaming Wentianlou for all the huge changes in Cangyu Holy Land, which is a solid hammer.

If it was said that everyone was skeptical at the beginning, then when Zhao Quan said this, it undoubtedly added a lot of credibility to the previous rumors.

Fang Yun heard the words, and said flatly: "It's me, someone paid for your life."

Zhao Quan's complexion was extremely pale, he sneered, and hit the ground heavily with his crutches, his voice was a bit chilly.

"What Master Chen said is indeed true. Since you admit it, then don't blame me for avenging my colleagues in Cangyu Holy Land, just die."

After finishing speaking, his complexion suddenly darkened, and then, a blood-red light flowed from his eyes.

He took a deep breath, and the scepter in his hand burst into bright red light at this moment. Under the red light, there was a faint smell of blood floating out.

"The duel between the saints is so majestic before the fight begins. It's really a lot of experience."

Some people couldn't help but wondered, but here, the person who spoke was a bit farther away, after all, he was still a guy who spared his life.

"Then let me see how much money you have. If not, then go down early and walk with you guys, so you can have a companion on Huangquan Road."

Fang Yun said quietly.