The Transcendent Immortal

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[Chapter 437: Meeting the Envoy of the Immortal League]

With the arrival of these four people, the crowd immediately became silent, and everyone felt a pressure, but this pressure did not come from cultivation for strength, but identity, just as the general saw the coach.

The four men looked cold and sharp, and their eyes were as fast as electricity. The eyes of the four men quickly swept through the crowd, and immediately took out a gold token for the first one, but the token shone brightly in the sunshine, surrounded by a There is a special secret technique in the middle, with the word "meng" carved in the middle.

At this moment, except for Xiaoyue, Daomeng, Sujiasuyue, etc., the others were stunned, and then immediately bowed down to pay their respects. This order was issued by the Wanxian League of the Wanxian League, not the Tianyuan City Wanxian League. In a branch league, seeing this order as if the leader of the league was in person, no one thought that these four people were actually in the general league, so at this moment they became a little more cautious.

The four of them took a step forward and all their eyes fell on Xiao Chen. The person in charge shouted: "You are Xiao Chen!"

Twelve people of dark incense floating, including Zi Yun'er who was seriously injured, immediately protected around Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen gently pushed away the blue luan in front of him, and took a step forward: ,how is it."

The head of the chief emissary stared at Xiao Chen like two cold electricity eyes, his hand stretched out, and he shouted, "Take down!"

The three imperial envoys at the back of the order immediately moved their bodies, respectively blocking the roads around Xiao Chen's left and right, and behind them, "Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!" There was a sudden blast, and the twelve people of Dark Incense Floating also sacrificed their soldiers The blade, under the sun, looked more and more chilly.

The atmosphere instantly became tense, and everyone held their breath. Last year, Xiao Chen destroyed the Ten Thousand Alliance in Tianyuan City, causing Mozong to take advantage of it, and his spiritual veins were greatly damaged. Later, Xiao Chen was shut into the town of the magic tower. However, it has now broken out again, and it has naturally been included in Wanxianmeng's number one wanted list.

But everyone still didn't quite understand, how did Wanxianmeng know that Xiao Chen was here? I saw Qi Heng standing in the crowd with his hands down, a calm and relaxed look. Obviously, when Xiao Chen went to fetch the Fire Sword a few days ago, he quietly sent someone to inform Wan Xianmeng. Xiao Chen was not dead and he could not sleep. .

At the moment the crowd was silent, everyone at Yuqingmen, and Su Yue, the fourth Miss Su family, frowned. The Chief Emperor's eyes were cold and somberly said: "Are you going to resist arrest? Do you know the consequences?"

Feng Xi had told Xiao Chen that a Mahayana practitioner refused to arrest many years ago, and was finally sent to death by the Sanxian sent by the Wanxian League. Of course, this was a long time ago.

Xiao Chen raised her chest and did not change her face. Her words remained the same: "Why is Xiao someone who is not your righteous and profound door? Why should you be bound by your Wanxian League? If so, why should you refuse to arrest? If you have something to do next, leave first."

When he had finished his steps, he just moved, and the general emissary immediately shot him two cold-powered eyes: "If you are not my righteous person, it is the evil of the Demon Sect, and I can kill you now!"

"Then you can try it." Xiao Chen's eyes were also cold, the two eyes collided, the atmosphere instantly solidified, the wind waited for others to be secret, and if there is something to say, this collision is not a cause for trouble.

Seeing that the two were in a state of tension, everyone's heartstrings were tense to the extreme. Suddenly, the chief ambassador drunk, his feet kicked, like a flash of lightning attacking Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen violently lifted his body. At the same time, the two collided with their palms, and the violent wind suddenly caused a lot of dust.

The Commander-in-Chief already had a Cultivation Practice, but at the moment he couldn't help but sink in his heart: "This kid is so strong."

At the moment, the two were competing for inner strength, the wind surging, and the faces of the people nearby were as painful as a knife cut, and they all went away. Xiao Chen danced with white hair behind his shoulders, and his clothes hunted and hunted. Although he was trying to resist, his eyes were still condensed. Certainly, if he was in his heyday, he would not be so strenuous, but since his hair turned white in the ice hall, the power in his body seems to be gradually lost.

The two confronted each other for a moment, and finally withdrew their palms, and took a few steps back. Qingluan immediately stepped forward to hold Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, indicating that nothing was wrong. Although his breath was disturbed by the opponent at the moment, he must not show a trace.

The people around were silent, and the other three ambassadors did not dare to hurriedly take action under the dark fragrance floating alert. The general ambassador set his mind and thought that this person was really a thorn, and some were not easy to deal with. He looked at the others behind him and said coldly: "You still can't help me catch this person!"

Upon hearing this, the people nearby looked at each other, and the wind sighed with a real voice, and some yin and yang sighed: "Hey, even after attacking the corpse sect for a few days, I was almost dead. "" After talking, he deliberately coughed up a few mouthfuls of congestion, sat down cross-legged, and began to exercise interest-regulation.

Qing Chen snorted coldly, flicked the hem of his shirt, closed his eyes and began to exercise. The two of them took the lead, and the people around them all sat down one after another and closed their eyes to adjust their breath. Only then did everyone experience life and death together, even if Xiao Chen Whatever it used to be, at least now it is impossible to help Wan Xianmeng win him.

"You! You!" The chief emissary was so annoyed to see that no one was helping him. Qi Heng was still in the distance. He didn't expect Wan Xianmeng to send only four people. It is too small to look at Xiao Chen. , Which disappointed him greatly. He is still not sure whether Xiao Chen will lie in vain today, so he can't act lightly, but can only watch the changes.

Not far away, Su Yue Zi Yi fluttered, her face frosty, and she said coldly: "There are Mozong peeping in the dark right now, don't you need to worry so much about the four emissaries?"

The commander-in-chief settled down, not listening, and suddenly a seal was formed, and eight golden chains of more than ten feet in length suddenly appeared in mid-air, but when the eight golden chains were intertwined, shining in the sunshine, everyone pretended at this moment. After closing his eyes, he immediately opened his eyes and exclaimed: "Eight chains of prisoners!"

The Eight Famine Prison Chain is the supreme magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Leagues, on which the fairy power of the Four Spirits is poured, which specializes in capturing the fierce fugitives. Once the eight chains are wrapped up, no matter how big the skill is, it is hard to escape the constraints. It is tightly entangled and in the end can only be destroyed.

Everyone did not dare to move at all, watching the eight golden light chains slowly under the cover, and finally stopped at a height of seven or eight feet from the ground, the chief emissary chirped and said, "Will you go by yourself or us?" Tied away! "

The twelve dark-floating floaters squeezed the sword in their hands tightly, Xiao Chen also held his breath, and his eyes stayed coldly on the face of the opposite envoy. He felt the power of the eight barren prisoners' chains above his head. The state of time can never be broken.

Suddenly, he saw his hands stretched out, and there was a Yaoqin in his arms, but he saw that the Yaoqin's body was full of dragons and phoenixes, and the carvings were complicated. The seven strings seemed to be virtual and real, and there was a layer of pale white mans.

Everyone was shocked again, Xiao Chen quickly put his fingers on the strings, and suddenly the Daoxiaguang light came out, and the whole valley was suddenly filled with an ancient divine power, and even the eight chains in the air tremble.

The General Emperor's face changed, and he wanted to say something, but Xiao Chen was the first to say: "Xiao Mou just needs to leave now, don't force me. If my string sounds, it will attract the two demons from far away. , I am afraid that you will be buried in this valley today. "

In fact, according to Xiao Chen's current state, he couldn't even utter a string. Even his breath was more disordered at this moment, and his power was lost faster. This was nothing more than to deter these four people.

He listened to him coldly again: "If the emissaries must try, at most it is just that you and I are both injured, but presumably those two demons in the distance are more interested in you. Among them, pros and cons, please think twice. "

As Xiao Chen said, he slowly backed away, and the other three emissaries did not dare to act rashly. The chief emissary led by his eyebrows was deeply locked. It seemed that he really weighed the pros and cons of this. So big, and even more disturbing to him, there seemed to be indeed two strong breaths in the distance, but if Xiao Chen left today, how would he make the difference when he went back?

"I just want you to take a trip. When you arrive at Wanxian League, there will be an elder's trial. If you insist on resisting, you will escape today, and you will definitely be endlessly pursued in other days! Make a good balance. "

"Sorry, I will talk about other things in the future. Xiao Mou must leave today!" After that, Xiao Chen speeded up the pace, and the four emissaries did not dare to chase after seeing his magic piano in hand.

After leaving the valley, Xiao Chen and the dark incense floating twelve people immediately went to the east direction at the fastest speed. There was the direction of Zhongling Town. Finally, thirteen people traveled hundreds of miles and saw no one behind. After chasing, this dare to stop to rest.

Xiao Chen was holding a large tree and gasping, Qingluan had never seen him like this, and guessed that the strength he had shown in the valley was mostly pretended, and now he walked up and asked softly, "Lord Go on, are you okay? "

Xiao Chen shook his hand and didn't speak. It seemed that even at the moment it was too hard to speak. It seemed that this body could not hold up ...

After the air broke, Xiao Chen said, "I just forgot to ask Kunlun's head just now, and I can only make plans in the future. Now I have to leave here as soon as possible. Wan Xianmeng just wanted to take me back, but some people did. Want my life. "

After finishing the speech, I dared not delay any more. Thirteen people starred at the same time, and finally returned to Zhongling Town early in the morning the next day. There are still many monks gathered in Zhongling Town. Xiao Chen now has white hair, followed by twelve others Women are particularly eye-catching.

Qingluan went to the street shop and bought a few cages of buns, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. Thirteen people immediately left the town and headed northeast.

Reaching a shady forest, Xiao Chen was breathless again. Qingluan immediately ordered the others to stop, and then stepped forward, handing out the paper bag in his hand: "Lord, let's eat something first."

Xiao Chen held a big tree and shook his hand: "I'm not hungry, please share with other sisters."

Qingluan frowned, and finally retreated, and distributed the buns to other people. Everyone hadn't eaten food these days. Even if they were cultivated in Yuanying Realm, they would still feel hungry as long as they didn't become immortals.

Zi Yuner was hit hard yesterday. After taking the Elixir, her injury was barely better. When Xiao Chen saw herself, she shook her head immediately: "I'm fine, I don't need to worry."

"En." Xiao Chen nodded, Qingluan distributed the buns, and there were two left in the paper bag, and walked up again, Xiao Chen reached out and took one, biting gently into his mouth, and suddenly snorted and took a sip. Spit it all out.

The rest of them ate half of them and were all startled. Their hands stiffened in front of them. Qingluan quickly helped him: "What's wrong with the Lord!"

"I ..." Xiao Chen's face was pale, and his eyes were a little confused. He looked at the meat bun with a small bite in his hand and was still dripping oil. He froze stupidly: "Why ... why ... this bun has no taste at all? "

(Well, the main story is coming. Thanks to Xiao Aixiao ’s support yesterday, to add another leader to the Nine Realms. In addition, the afternoon will be late.)