swallow dragon

There was no one living in the Zhao family, and Zhao Ke also knew that Lin Yi would come to save his apprentice, so he asked his family to go somewhere to avoid it.

After all, it's a battle between monks, if you don't pay attention, the whole Zhao family will be destroyed.

The monk of the Xuanhai stage of Huangjimen walked in front tremblingly, his face was sweating, and he cursed Zhao Kezu's [-]th generation in his heart.

This damned waste, actually provoked such a killer for Huangjimen, they all say that Jieti has a false name, the bloody facts prove that Jieti is indeed ruthless, dozens of people were killed without blinking an eye .

And there are many monks of the Xuanhai period among them. Such combat power is too frightening, and it is unbelievable like a fairy tale.

"Lin...Brother Lin, the dungeon is here." After a while, they came to Zhao's dungeon.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Why can't I feel Xiaoman's breath? Did you kill him?"

"No... Really not, we just smashed his limbs, but didn't kill him." Feeling the trace of murderous aura exuding from Lin Yi, he was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground.

"Uncle Lin...!"

call out……

In the distance, a voice of grief and indignation sounded, and a woman in a yellow shirt flew from a distance, with pear blossoms drizzled with rain, and her face was covered with tears.

"Que'er." Lin Yi nodded, it was Wei Que'er who came. Under Mo Man's desperate protection, she was not seriously injured, but a few meridians were injured.

Lin Yi threw her a pill and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, let's go down and pick up Xiaoman."

"Ah."

Wei Que'er's face was full of worry, she was very impatient and worried. She and Mo Man had been in love for a long time, and seeing her lover spill blood in the sky to save herself, her heart was about to break.

"Uncle Lin, Xiaoman...is he okay?" Wei Que'er asked nervously as the three of them walked towards the dungeon.

"If there is something wrong with Xiaoman, I will destroy the ten clans of Huangjimen." Lin Yi walked in front expressionlessly, but felt a little nervous in his heart.

Because he has already come to the dungeon, he still can't feel Mo Man's aura. Even if Xiao Man really encounters an accident, he shouldn't have no aura.

After arriving in the dungeon, the monk of the Xuanhai period was stunned.

The door of the cell was wide open, and there was no one in the cell except for a piece of white rice paper nailed to the wall with a knife.

"You... Where did you arrest Xiaoman?" Wei Que'er was shocked, and then burst into tears, and slammed the Xuanhai stage monk sadly.

"Brother Lin, your apprentice was still in prison before... I don't know what's going on here?" It's gone.

In case Lin Yi thought he was lying, even if he had ten lives, it would not be enough for the other party to kill him.

"Ye Canglan, Qiankun City, it's very good if you dare to snatch my apprentice under my nose." On the contrary, Lin Yi looked calm and had already seen the writing on the white rice paper.

"Brother Lin, your apprentice is a guest at my house. If you are interested, you can come and talk about it! Ye Canglan." It was just a short line of words, but there was an unattainable domineering and majestic, faintly followed It is reflected on the rice paper, domineering and awe-inspiring.

"Ye Canglan? The prince of the Yuhua Dynasty? He captured Mo Man?" The Xuanhai period monk also saw the words on the rice paper and couldn't help but exclaimed.

call out!

A sword qi slashed down the air, and before he even had time to scream, he was cut in half, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Wei Que'er looked at the shattered corpse with resentment, there was no panic on her elegant and beautiful face, but pleasure.

Then Qiaolian suddenly became nervous again, and quickly asked: "Uncle Lin, what is this prince doing to arrest Xiaoman?"

Lin Yi's eyes were gloomy, and with a flick of his right hand, the rice paper turned into powder, and he said indifferently, "It's nothing more than leading me to Qiankun City."

"Uncle Lin, then... what should we do?" Wei Que'er was anxious, extremely worried. She is also a cultivator now, and she knows many things, and she also knows the horror of the Yuhua Dynasty. None of them are opponents.

"Don't worry, you know the sect first, and I will bring Xiaoman back safely." Lin Yi smiled.

"I'll go and call the master," Wei Que'er said hastily.

Lin Yi smiled and shook his head: "Don't bother Senior Brother Xuan Yu, I will handle this matter myself, Que'er, you go back to the sect and wait for my news."

"Ok."

Wei Que'er didn't ask Lin Yi to take her there, she knew that her cultivation base was too weak to help at all, and once a fight broke out, Lin Yi would have to distract herself to take care of herself.

"Up to three days, I will return Xiaoman to the sect, you can rest assured to wait a few days in Taixuan Mountain, don't bother Senior Brother Xuan Yu to come out of the mountain."

"Well, okay." Wei Que'er nodded, praying silently in her heart, hoping that Mo Man could go back safely, they were still getting married and had no children yet, how could that big man leave her?

Lin Yi opened the teleportation jade platform, set the coordinates, and asked Wei Que'er to return to the sect first.

After the dense light flashed and Wei Que'er left, Lin Yi's face suddenly became extremely cold, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

"Qiankun City, Ye Canglan, don't force me to kill you!"

The coordinates of Qiankun City were stated on the piece of rice paper just now. Lin Yi took out the teleportation jade platform, set the coordinates, and disappeared in the small city.

The moment he disappeared, he pushed out with one hand.

A huge force spread out from the dungeon, and circles of air waves roared, and in an instant, the Zhao Mansion was destroyed.

The violent noise shocked the small town, and also shocked all the people in the small town.

"The Zhao family is gone, whoever dares to change the rules set by Mo Man at the beginning, this is the price!" Lin Yi's cold voice spread throughout the small town, and many aristocratic families fell silent.

Even the Zhao family was destroyed, how could other families dare to disagree.

……

The Yuhua God Dynasty, with its boundless territory and incomparably vastness, is a behemoth second only to the ancient aristocratic family in the southern region. It occupies a corner like a giant dragon, and is called the king and ancestor.

Qiankun City, this is one of the largest cities in the Yuhua Dynasty. Although it is not comparable to the ten ancient cities of the Shen Dynasty, it is still very huge, with a length of hundreds of miles and a population of tens of millions.

A flash of light flashed, and Lin Yi appeared outside Qiankun City.

There are many tourists, and the crowd is turbulent. Since the Yuhua God Dynasty ruled tens of billions of people, it is natural that this Qiankun City is also extremely prosperous, and there are constant crowds close to the gate of the city.

The official road is hundreds of feet wide, spreading out from the gate of the city for an unknown distance, which shows the strength and luxury of Qiankun City.

The huge city gate doesn't even have guards, allowing the people to enter and exit Qiankun City.

Lin Yi walked into Qiankun City following the flow of people.

There are shops and bustling streets, monks are very common here, and monks of Xuanhai period and Minghai period can be seen everywhere. Lin Yi glanced at them, and there were even monks of Xuanhai period.

"Excuse me, where is the residence of the Ninth Prince?" Lin Yi stopped an old man and asked politely.