The invincible king of the city

Chapter 619 Ghost eyes
Back and forth, in less than 10 minutes, Lin Xuan resolved the Xianshan crisis.

Lin Xuan threw a phone call directly.

Ding Lao put down his phone, with unconcealable horror in his eyes.

"Old Ding, what's the matter? Those bastards must be beaten until they don't even know their parents!" Wen Wenxu was so old, he couldn't help but swear.

"Let's disband." Ding Lao shook his head.

"What?" Mr. Xu and Mr. Wu didn't seem to hear clearly.

Ding Lao said again: "There is no need to mobilize. Lin Xuan has already killed them. One person will destroy them all."

Elder Wu: "..."

Old Xu: "..."

When he came to the central hall, Lin Xuan released the restraints of everyone.

In this regard, everyone is not too surprised, just thank you a lot.After all, he had shocked them too much, enough to numb them.

"Old Sword God, I want to find the old prophet." Lin Xuan said.

Ouyang Bubai said: "The back mountain is hidden, the people in Xianshan didn't find it, so he's there."

"Then I will leave the matter here to you." Lin Xuan coughed dryly, and gave Ouyang Bubai an embarrassed look, "Old Sword God, you have to be mentally prepared, the scene outside may make your flesh hurt later .”

Ouyang Bubai waved his hand and said generously: "You came here to save us, it doesn't matter if you cause some damage."

"Then I'll go first!" Lin Xuan laughed dryly and walked away.

"This young man is too sincere." Ouyang Bubai smiled casually, walked outside, and was instantly dumbfounded, "Nimma, my Xuantianzong... I'm afraid it will be rebuilt."

The back mountain was filled with mist, and Lin Xuan went deep into it.

Beside a huge rock, Lin Xuan saw an old man, with an elevation angle of 45 degrees, who was meditating with his eyes closed, which was quite interesting.

A nondescript floral turban was wrapped around his head, and he wore huge black sunglasses on his nose, and he held a stick-shaped object that looked like a cigar but was not a cigar in his mouth.

He was dressed in black, and there was a chain made of unknown metal hanging from his trousers.

Standing in a sloppy posture, his appearance is extremely arrogant, and he looks like he will do it if he disagrees with him.

With a familiar look and a familiar feeling, Lin Xuan smiled slightly and was about to speak.

"Shh!"

The old prophet was the first to make a silent gesture.

Lin Xuan was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that the old prophet's face was a little pale, and even his breathing rhythm was a little disordered.

He stood still, waiting patiently.

"Okay." After a long time, the old prophet spoke weakly, dripping with sweat, and almost lost his footing and fell to the ground.

"Why do you look so tired, like..." Lin Xuan hurried up to support him.

"It's like just finished a strenuous exercise." The old prophet smiled evilly, and then coughed heavily.

"You old man, you really like joking." Lin Xuan rolled his eyes, "Speaking of which, you are so old, you still..."

The old prophet argued, "Forget it, let's get back to the point. After a lot of effort, the old man finally understands what happened to the people of Tianxuan Island?"

"Do you know what I'm here for?" Lin Xuan was surprised.

"I am a prophet." The old prophet glanced at Lin Xuan, "The Holy Master has four war kings under his command, but..."

"But only three died." Lin Xuan's eyes lit up, "Could it be..."

The old prophet nodded, and while picking his nostrils, he said, "That's right, it's the fourth war king who took them away."

"Where are they now?"

"An unnamed island."

……

Dark night, waning moon.

The sea was windless and eerily silent.A bare island floated silently above, sparkled with fire.

In the center of the island, an old man with a haggard face and a figure like a mummy stood beside the campfire holding a cane.

His deeply sunken eyes were pitch black without whites, and were eerie, as if one glance would plunge him into a bottomless abyss.

Surrounding him, there was a dense crowd of people.These people all looked dull, seemed to have lost their minds, and moved slowly like walking dead.

After a while, they stopped, and everyone's positions were connected to form a special symbol.

This is a formation.

Leaning on crutches, the old man limped and walked towards the center of the campfire.

There, a woman in Tsing Yi was restrained. This woman's face was beautiful and antique, like a fairy coming out of an ancient painting.But at this moment, her face was haggard and pale, and a cold light flickered in her beautiful eyes.

This woman is Duanmu Qinglian.

The old man in front of her is the last battle king under the Holy Master, Guimu!

There was a strange light flowing in the ghostly black eyes, Duanmu Qinglian only felt a little uncomfortable, but didn't react too much.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work. As expected of the Prophet of Tianxuan Island, his bloodline is noble and cannot be controlled by my ability." Guimu sighed.

That night, with his own power, he transferred the entire Tianxuan Island to this place without anyone noticing, using his pair of eyes [Ghost Eyes].

Guimu is a gifted person who can control people's souls and influence their actions.

With his current state, it is not a problem to control thousands of people at the same time.

However, he couldn't control Duanmu Qinglian no matter what.

"What is your purpose?" Duanmu Qinglian's voice was cold, without fear.

A look of pain flashed across Guimu's face, "My lord is wise, in order to be safe, I arranged for a second hand. I thought it would never be used at all, but I never thought that there are such monsters in this world. To destroy my lord, even more Lord of my lord. However, the door will finally open, and my lord will rest in peace."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed a finger, and the restraints on Duanmu Qinglian's body were automatically released, and his delicate body floated uncontrollably towards the center of the crowd.

"You are the eye of the array." Guimu's voice was indifferent, gloomy and heartless, "I will sacrifice the blood of thousands of people like you, and open different doors around the world."

This sentence contains too much information. Duanmu Qinglian once saw something when she was using her ability, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Let go of the Prophet!"

At this moment, a figure rushed from nowhere with awe-inspiring aura.

Ghost Eye didn't even look at it, and with a light wave, Gao Kai's body exploded instantly, spattering countless flesh and blood.

"Gao Kai!" Duanmu Qinglian struggled desperately in the air, but it didn't work at all, her heart felt like a knife was twisted, and tears streamed down her face.

"It's useless, Anxin will be your team leader, it's an honor." Guimu said lightly.

"Since it is an honor, you can do it yourself."

At this moment, the sky was filled with golden light, shining brightly into the night, and a figure as handsome as a god appeared above the island.

"You are that evildoer!" The ghost's eyes were horrified, and suddenly black light surged all over his body, "My lord's grace, I will remember it in my heart!"

Without hesitation, he used the power to break the cocoon.

Lin Xuan grasped the void, and the black cocoon was just formed, then it shattered, and the dying ghost's eyes shot out from it.

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