Dou Po starts with capturing the goddess

Chapter 229 Three Star Fighting King

Black Imperial City.

This is a very large, but extremely magnificent, jet-black city wall. It is like a mirror, with a cold taste, and the sun is pouring down, and it also reflects a faint light.

Those who know the goods can find that the surface of the city wall is actually covered with a layer of rather rare black mirror stone. The city wall made of this material has the miraculous effect of repelling some attacks.

Used to cast city walls, it can only be described as rich and powerful.

Because the Black Mirror Stone is quite rare, a single piece would cost thousands of gold coins.

And judging from the size of this city, at least tens of millions.

And the owner of this city is none other than the famous Black Emperor Sect in the Heijiao Region.

And the Black Imperial City is also the headquarters of the Black Emperor Sect.

Judging from the city built here, we also know how powerful the background of the Black Emperor Sect is.

In a solemn and solemn hall in the Black Imperial City.

It was filled with all the high-level officials of the Black Emperor Sect.

"Chen Mo, who has recently become famous in the Black Corner Region, what is his origin?"

The voice of the first place, Mo Tianxing, the suzerain of the Black Emperor Sect in a bright yellow robe, scanned the hall, frowned, and said lightly.

Hearing his suzerain speak, the slightly noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and looked at Mo Tianxing who was in the first place.

"Father, he seems to be from the Jia Ma Empire, a member of the snake-human race. According to the collected information, the specific origin is unknown, but his talent is extremely amazing. He became a fourth-rank pharmacist at the age of 19, and even more so. In the Qinghong City of the Jia Ma Empire, fighting four Douzongs by himself and beheading four Douzongs, he can be called a monster."

First position to the right below the first position.

Standing is a man in white clothes who looks about 24 or [-] years old. He has a handsome face, and there is a feminine temperament in his handsomeness.

The man in white was Mo Ya, the young patriarch of the Black Emperor Sect. As a four-star Dou Huang who was only thirty years old, he could be called a genius in cultivation.

Now he can be called a genius in cultivation, but he actually called others a monster. From this, we can see how shocking Chen Mo he is talking about.

In this regard, everyone in the hall looked at each other, and their expressions were slightly moved.

The news about Chen Mo spread wildly, and they also knew something about it, but they didn't know as much as Mo Ya in detail.

Hearing what Mo Ya said at this time, he was still shocked.

19 years old, now only 20 years old.

At the age of 19, one person can kill four fighting sects.

At the age of 19, one can become a fourth-grade pharmacist.

Call them, what are you still doing at the age of 19?

It seems that the Great Fighter has not yet reached it!

Such cultivation of talent makes everyone feel unreal.

"To be able to possess such strength at the age of 19, the power behind him must be extraordinary. At least any top power in the Northwest Continent cannot cultivate such a genius. I suspect that he comes from the center of the mainland. Only those places can cultivate Such a genius."

At this moment, standing next to Mo Tianxing, the red-faced old man with his hands tucked into his sleeves spoke.

The old man's name is Qi Shan, and his status in the Black Emperor Sect is second only to the suzerain Mo Tianxing, because he is a sixth-rank pharmacist in the Black Horn Region, second only to Han Feng.

Now Han Feng is dead.

He has naturally become the No. 1 alchemy technique in the Black Horn Region.

As soon as his words came out, the shock in people's hearts became stronger again.

As a person from the Black Horn Region, he is no stranger to the center of the mainland in Qishan Pass.

It's a place where true heroes gather.

The strong in the Northwest Continent, no matter where they are, they can't even be ranked.

"If it really came from where, then Han Feng didn't complain and robbed other people's Heavenly Flame, but now his own Heavenly Flame has been snatched by others instead."

Mo Tianxing picked up the teacup by the table, rubbed his palm on the warm teacup, muttered to himself, and then said in a deep voice:

"It doesn't matter where he comes from, as long as we don't provoke him. Our most important thing right now is to carve up Han Feng's territory.

Now that Han Feng is dead, the resources in his hands are the meat and potatoes. We must be one step ahead and snatch these resources as soon as possible, so as not to be preempted by the people of Demon Flame Valley. "

Such a scene.

It also happened in Rakshamen and other forces.

It is strictly forbidden for your subordinates to provoke Chen Mo.

So as not to implicate the sect.

Magic Flame Valley.

In the gloomy and dark hall.

A blood-haired old man in a skeleton yellow robe scanned the crowd below with his deep-set eyes.

His face is extremely thin, almost of the skinny type, at first glance, it looks like a skull, with a faint luster, like a will-o'-the-wisp, revealing a bit of weirdness and spookiness.

"I heard that during the period when the old man was retreating, Fang Yan was killed outside. Is there such a thing?"

The blood-haired old man spoke slowly, and the moment his voice sounded, a sense of oppression permeated from his body, making everyone in the hall feel palpitations.

Feeling the oppressive aura of the old man, an old man with a blue robe and a somewhat gloomy face below the main hall raised his head and said slowly:

"Report to Valley Master, during your period of retreat, Medicine Emperor Han Feng once sent someone to invite you to deal with a person. Seeing that you were in retreat, he invited the First Elder to go."

The green-robed old man talked a lot, and finally explained the cause and effect of the matter.

"Snatch the Heavenly Flame? Chen Mo?"

The blood-haired old man murmured, and said immediately, "Where's Han Feng? He's also responsible for Fang Yan's death."

"Han Feng was also killed by Chen Mo the day before yesterday." said the green-robed old man.

"What? Who will compensate for the loss of my Demon Flame Valley?" the blood-haired old man said coldly.

The green-robed old man fell silent. He originally wanted to say that of course he was looking for Chen Mo.

But thinking that Gu Zhu blamed Han Feng first, he was obviously afraid of Chen Mo.

"Then what's the origin of Chen Mo?" The blood-haired old man thought for a while, and said in a deep voice.

"I only know that he is from the Jia Ma Empire, but I don't know the specific origin." The green-robed old man said.

"Hmph, remember this grudge first."

The blood-haired old man shook his sleeve robe, and immediately said in a deep voice: "If Han Feng dies, then my Demon Flame Valley must occupy all of his territory. It is a compensation for my Demon Flame Valley."

"Leave this matter to Eagle Claw, don't let the old man down."

"Yes, Valley Master." The green-robed old man nodded.

Black Seal City.

In a medium-sized restaurant room.

A young man in a white robe perched on a green lotus the size of a human.

His robe didn't flutter in the wind, and his aura rose suddenly without making a sound.

Every breath he exhaled was extremely hot, and his originally tense face gradually calmed down at this moment.

The eyes opened, and a ray of blue light burst out.

"Samsung Fighting King."

(End of this chapter)