Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 675 as you wish

There are not many ancient cities in the Nether World, and they can be counted with one hand. They are located in different regions, and each city is thousands of miles apart.

The ancient city closest to De Luocheng is called 'Blood Dragon', controlled by a terrifying woman, and she is not the only one, there are thousands of entourages following her, they are those warriors in gold and silver armor.

It would be very unwise for Luo Cheng to spoil the other party's good deeds on the grassland, and then go to the Blood Dragon Ancient City.

But he had no choice. Apart from the Ancient City of Blood Dragon, the other ancient city that was closest to him was thousands of miles away. There were many dangerous areas along the way. Without the power of the beast soul, it was difficult to reach it smoothly.

Luo Cheng had no choice but to take a risk and go to the Blood Dragon Ancient City, thinking that with so many people coming to this Nether World, he would not attract attention.

And even if you take [-] steps back, if you attract attention, so what?
With this thought in mind, Luo Cheng set out towards the Blood Dragon Ancient City with pride.

On the way, I stepped on the prairie where I came in again, and I saw many newcomers who came out of nowhere. This group of people who came in was much luckier, and there was no danger from the golden armored warriors.

"It seems that those people didn't do that every time, but came randomly, otherwise it would be a disaster to cause public outrage. Alas, my luck was really bad that day." Luo Chengxin said.

Suddenly, a woman in the crowd ran quickly, and the people around quickly avoided, all tensed up, thinking that danger was coming, and when they understood what was going on, they breathed a sigh of relief and showed expressions of watching the excitement.

The woman looked back from time to time, her face was already pale, she was clearly running for her life.

Behind him, a middle-aged man followed unhurriedly, with a sneer on his face and a gleam in his eyes, locking onto the woman's delicate body.

"Can you run away?" The middle-aged man asked coldly.

"Help me! Whoever save me, please!"

Helplessly, the woman slowed down and asked for help from the people around her. Her eyes were full of hope, but when she saw the indifferent faces, the hope in her eyes was extinguished like a candle in the wind.

These people have just come in and haven't figured out the situation yet, so they won't get involved rashly.

The most important thing is that the middle-aged man has a strong aura, and he knows that he is not easy to mess with at first sight, no one wants to stand out rashly.

"Everyone, she is my niece, and it is our family affairs. Please don't interfere." The middle-aged man shouted to everyone just to be on the safe side.

Hearing this, other people have no objection.

"No, he's not!" The woman was even more anxious and yelled in fear.

"Come back with me."

The middle-aged man pressed forward step by step, like an eagle locking on its prey.

"Ugh."

Just when the woman was in despair, a rather helpless sigh sounded in her ears, and then a boy's figure came into her eyes.

The boy stood one and a half steps in front of her, clearly wanting to help her.

The woman was overjoyed, and then felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but with her back turned to her, she could only see a side face.

"Friend, don't mind your own business." The middle-aged man said politely, but the threats in his words were naked.

"I'm not your friend, and while I'm in a good mood, get out of here."

The arrogant words reached the woman's ears, and she suddenly thought of who it was, the hateful boy who called her flat-chested in the alley.

The woman was Duan Murong who invited Luo Cheng to join the team, and the middle-aged man opposite was the honest and honest uncle.

The middle-aged man didn't recognize Luo Cheng. After all, it had been more than a month since we last met, and Luo Cheng's image was not clear enough.

"In that case..."

In the middle of the middle-aged man's speech, he made a sudden attack. A golden ring sword appeared out of thin air, and slashed at Luo Cheng vigorously.

"Be careful, he has the power of a beast soul!" Duanmu Rong reminded hastily when he remembered something.

When the people nearby heard this, they didn't know why, and they didn't know what the beast soul power was, but a small number of people still saw that there was an unusual power in the middle-aged man's sword strength.

Luo Cheng was no exception, and he could feel that the other party's beast soul power was stronger than that of the young man before.

However, it doesn't mean that you are powerful if you have the power of the beast soul, but to a certain extent make up for the gap between you and people without the power of the beast soul.

It's a pity that the beast soul power possessed by middle-aged people is not enough to match Luo Cheng.

With a flick of the curved finger, six spirit swords flew out one after another, easily piercing through the opponent's blade, severely wounding him, and defeated him instantly.

This scene was somewhat dramatic, and many people did not react.

The same is true for Duan Murong. She blinked her big eyes and was still worrying about Luo Cheng. When she suddenly saw his strength, she never expected it.

"Stinky boy!"

The middle-aged man yelled loudly, he was badly injured and was already lying on the ground unable to get up, but he was still arrogant and provocative loudly.

"Is he not afraid of death?"

The rest of the people thought that all forces in this nether world could not reach out, and many children of big families were warned to keep a low profile and not cause murder, otherwise the family would not be able to find someone to stand up for them.

"I know you. I met you in the restaurant that day! I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but don't think that you can sit back and relax. In the nether world, I am not the only one. My brother is also nearby. I want you to look good when the time comes!"

The middle-aged man yelled loudly.

"Want me to look good?"

Luo Cheng smiled disdainfully, and the spirit sword danced again.

"However, if you hand her over, I don't care about you, and the matter of injuring me will be cancelled. You need to know how many of my brothers have beast soul powers that have reached astonishing levels." The middle-aged man changed the subject. , so that people did not respond.

Luo Cheng understood that he was taking a slanted sword, trying to shock himself and bypass his life in this way.

This person is also smart, such a threat, ordinary people will not be able to grasp the situation.

"What if I don't pay?" Luo Cheng asked with great interest.

"In that case, the green mountains will not change, and the green waters will flow forever." The middle-aged man stood up, put down his harsh words, turned and walked away unwillingly.

He was actually feeling uneasy, worried about something.

"Do you really think I'll let you go after a few harsh words?" Luo Cheng's mocking voice made him stop.

"You want to kill me? It is undeniable that you can do it, but there are so many people here, my brother will be able to find you easily if we track it down, and then we will not stop dying." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"What do you say?" Luo Cheng ignored him, but looked at Duanmu Rong beside him.

"He...he killed all my friends! I want him to die, I want him to die!" Duan Murong suddenly became ferocious, and shouted insanely.

"as you wish."

Luo Cheng didn't hesitate, and six spirit swords whizzed out, piercing the middle-aged man's chest.

"you!"

The middle-aged man didn't believe that Luo Cheng didn't play the cards according to the routine until his death, and at the same time felt regretful. If he had known that Luo Cheng would take the soft rather than the hard, he could just surrender.

(End of this chapter)