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Chapter 182 The Broken Passage, Mysterious Youth

"What are you doing? Can you talk properly and bully people here just because you have recovered a little bit of cultivation?"

"Sister Bingwu, you still don't care about him?"

The blacksmith pointed to the dragon and looked at the woman behind him, and said hastily.

"Then hurry up and say it."

Bing Wu patted the dragon in front of him lightly, gave the blacksmith a look, and preached angrily.

"He didn't know where he found dozens of top Dao species. As long as the kid has enough understanding and the old guy's help, there should be time."

The blacksmith said slowly.

"His comprehension is so high that I have never seen it in my life. You can rest assured about this, but how could he find so many Dao seeds?"

"You guys know how precious that thing is, and its status is equivalent to the source of the emperor's energy in this place, or even higher."

"Whichever time he appeared was not the fuse of a big battle, he dared to bring it out in this formation. If there was no such formation, he would have been discovered long ago."

Long spoke lightly.

"Is that how you react? So plain? Shouldn't you be a little surprised? That's a Dao Seed, or a top Dao Seed, and it's not one or two, but dozens of them."

The blacksmith felt a little unbelievable about the calmness of the dragon, and then said loudly.

"What are you arguing about? Blacksmiths are blacksmiths. So what if there are dozens of them? It's not mine."

The dragon preached with disgust.

"What kind of eyes do you have, don't ask me to refine weapons for you next time, and ask me to double the price."

The blacksmith glared at Long, and preached in dissatisfaction.

"You two are really, I don't know what to say about you, it's just speechless."

Seeing the two quarreling again, Bing Wu raised her hand to cover her forehead, shook her head and said.

"Sister Bingwu, find me a secret room. I will retreat here for a period of time, and I will recover a little before I recover, so as not to be bullied by some people again."

The blacksmith glanced at Long, looked at Bing Wu and said.

"Over there, where are you going?"

Bing Wu pointed to a secret room hidden in a corner, and said with a light smile.

The blacksmith responded casually, got up and walked to the corner, pushed open the door of the secret room and walked in.

"Dragon, what should we do now?"

Bingwu lotus steps lightly moved to sit beside the dragon, looked at him and asked.

"I don't know, but he should have planned to wake up the blacksmith, but is there really enough time?"

"In the next few years, those guys in the Demon Realm will definitely continue to make troubles. While solving the crisis of the Demon Realm, they must understand at least four top-level rules. Can he really do it?"

When the blacksmith was there, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't show it. After he left, Long said it out, in order not to distract him, and let the blacksmith rest assured to restore his cultivation.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Now that things have happened, it's useless to think about them. Let's continue to retreat and recover."

"Even if there is an accident at that time, we must have enough strength to deal with it."

Bing Wu raised her soft and boneless hand to hold Long's and put it on the table, and said slowly.

Long smiled slightly and looked at the beauty in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's useless to think about it now, let's go, continue to retreat."

……

The realm of the emperor's fall.

"Wu Shuang, what should we do now?"

Chu Mei sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the woman standing not far away, and asked.

"At this point, there is no other way. We can only let Lord Li send people to support us."

Wushuang looked towards the north with her cold eyes, and said with a helpless and frightened look.

"This……"

"Is there no other way? We brought in a total of [-] to [-] people, and now they haven't done anything, and all of them are dead. Even Shen Yu and Ye Ze died in Li Dilin's hands."

"Once Lord Li finds out about this matter, from now on you and I may not have a good life."

Chu Mei showed fear, and subconsciously stood up, and was about to walk towards Wushuang, but staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Don't move yet, let's heal your wounds with peace of mind. This matter has not reached the point of no return. As long as we bring back all the source energy of the Nine Emperors, maybe we won't be punished, but there will be rewards."

"Doing nothing now and waiting for the secret realm to end is courting death."

Wushuang turned around and said.

"That's right, there is no other way now, just follow what you said and inform Lord Li."

Listening to her analysis, Chu Mei also felt that it made sense to nod her head and preach.

"Ah."

Wushuang was chanting words, and at the same time, his hands were dancing quickly to pinch various handprints, and after a few breaths, the hands pinching the handprints patted the puppet beside him.

The puppet's dark eyes suddenly turned blood red, and its body made strange noises, and then its figure became lighter and lighter until it completely disappeared in front of the two of them.

"I hope the people sent by Lord Li are more reliable this time, and don't be like before, they are all rotten fish and rotten shrimps."

Chu Mei swallowed a few pills that exuded black light, and complained.

"I hope, this Li Dilin, I have to kill him! I must not let him leave alive, at worst, I will tell everyone in this secret realm what the source of the emperor is. I don't want him if I can't get it. "

Wushuang smiled sinisterly, and there was a hint of ferocity on her stunning face.

There were no more than a hundred thousand people who stayed to snatch the source of the emperor's energy back then, and most of them didn't know what the source of the emperor's source of energy was, so they all left one after another.

In order not to increase the difficulty of snatching, those who knew kept silent, and no one mentioned anything about the source of the emperor.

Therefore, there are nearly ten million people who are still staying in this land of Emperor's Fall, and it is a breeze to beat Li Dilin to death with such a large number.

……

Somewhere in Yingzhou.

"Congratulations, sir."

Li stood in front of a faintly broken passage, and said respectfully.

"Well, any news?"

One is dressed in a white brocade robe, with long hair scattered like ink on the brocade robe, and the front hair is only slightly tied behind the head with a white belt. The three-dimensional facial features carved like sharp knives exude a cold aura, and the whole body exudes the following. His sword is as cold as his temperament.

"Return to the adults, not yet."

Li whispered, afraid of offending the person in front of him.

"Trash, the speed of your Demon Realm's work is really unsatisfactory. Tens of thousands of years have passed and there is still no news."

The young man cast a cold glance at Li behind him, and scolded in a cold voice.

"My lord, the heart of the Dao that day is too mysterious, and there is no way to start it. Over the years, we have been to almost all the secret realms, but we just haven't found its whereabouts."

"I also sent people to the secret realm that was opened some time ago, and it is very likely that the source of the emperor exists in it, but I don't know if there is a heart of heaven."

Facing the young man's scolding, Li didn't dare to look him in the eye, and said with his head down.

"Heaven's Heart in Lingyu can't be taken away, and those in other domains won't appear in this world at all, and it seems that something has been discovered in Tiandi Palace, so we don't have much time for you."

The young man glanced at the broken passage behind him, and urged to preach.

(End of this chapter)