Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

If you want to ask which is the largest building in the sand city, most people will tell you that it was the killing temple where Roga lived. The sword Pavilion, which is hundreds of meters high, is like telling the world that killing God is not afraid of the tyranny of heaven.

But if you ask which is the most famous building in the sand city, the answer is more likely to be the mercenary Union headquarters.

As the headquarters of the normantol family for hundreds of thousands of years, today's mercenary Union has been strong enough to affect the balance of the whole heaven. However, the mercenary trade union still adheres to the rules left by the early president and acts as low-key as possible without showing mountains and dew.

However, as a force that has operated for hundreds of thousands of years, the mercenary trade union has long been extremely large. Therefore, even though the mercenary unions have kept a low profile as much as possible, their headquarters are still vast.

Built of bluestone, the buildings in all directions look simple and unadorned. But it is hundreds of meters tall and covers an area of hundreds of miles square, which makes people feel a strong sense of oppression at a glance.

Yang Xuan walked in along the gate of the mercenary Union headquarters. What he saw was the hall of the whole mercenary Union headquarters. Many people in the hall are busy. They have to sort out all kinds of materials handed in from all over the world every day.

These materials are about excellent mercenaries and all kinds of difficult tasks. Those excellent mercenaries will be regarded as key training objects. Someone will specially contact them and give them some important tasks. Those difficult tasks will be distributed to mercenaries who can solve them in order to maintain the credibility of the mercenary Union.

Yang Xuan, whose whole body was covered with blood armor, came in from the door. His dress looked very strange. But the people in the hall are still busy with their own affairs. Maybe someone will take a look at Yang Xuan, but they will never be too surprised.

Not to mention the strange dress of Yang Xuan, even if some alien people come here, they will be used to it. Working in this organization, which has been established for hundreds of thousands of years, although they will not get too high remuneration, their horizons are much higher than others.

Yang Xuan looked around and walked towards the innermost place. There is the place where the president of the mercenary union is located. According to the rules of the mercenary Union, tasks above level s must be submitted to the headquarters of the mercenary Union.

Yang Xuan came to a staircase and felt a burst of kindness. The mercenary union was established long before Roga became the king of God, so Roga spent more time here than in the killing temple. However, the hall of killing God at that time was far less magnificent than it is now. Its current appearance was expanded later.

Soldiers guarded the stairs leading to the president's office. When they saw Yang Xuan coming, the two soldiers stopped Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan was not surprised at this. He took out a bloody token, handed it to the soldier and said to him, "please inform President normanto that Roga is visiting."

The soldier was obviously startled. He raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan strangely. He was stunned on the spot. Seeing this, Yang Xuan asked impatiently, "is there any problem?"

"No." The guard soldier said and ran up quickly. Roga, the God of murder, was as famous as thunder. Although Roga had only shot at those who committed unjust acts, the soldier still felt cold on his back.

Yang Xuan had nothing to do and simply sat directly on the steps. The other soldier looked a little unnatural and made Yang Xuan smile. Although Yang Xuan didn't release the murderous spirit, the blood armor still sent out bursts of bloody breath uncontrollably, which made the soldier feel cold at the bottom of his heart. Coupled with Roga's reputation, the soldier didn't even find that Yang Xuan in front of him was just an ordinary monk with three immortals.

Such strength is not even in the middle in heaven.

The soldier went up for a while, but there was no sign of coming down. Just then, a young man came from the corner. He was about to go up, but he saw Yang Xuan sitting at the entrance of the corridor and asked, "what are you doing here?"

"Hand in the task." Yang Xuan looked up at the young man, dark and heavy bags under his eyes, his face was pale, his feet were floating, and his eyes were drifting. Although his strength also has nine turns, his combat effectiveness may not be as good as six turns.

Because in the young man's body, Yang Xuan felt the strong medicine. Obviously, most of his strength is not from his own cultivation, but from this pill.

So Yang Xuan didn't like the young man at all.

"Hand in the task?" The young man frowned slightly, looked up and down at Yang Xuan, and said disdainfully, "don't you know that only tasks above level s can be submitted here?"

"Yes, I'm here to hand in the S-level task." Yang Xuan said blandly, but the young man was annoyed by Yang Xuan's attitude. He couldn't help but show a sneer and said to Yang Xuan, "you are qualified to complete the S-level task?"

"What are you?" Yang Xuan was provoked by the young man inexplicably. He immediately felt a little angry and asked.

The young man laughed and replied, "what am I? Well, I'll tell you, my name is Norman o'en, the Minister of finance of the mercenary Union. As long as I say a word, you can't get the Commission for your task."

"Oh? Really?" A woman's voice suddenly sounded. The young man looked up and saw a woman in evening dress standing at the corner of the stairs. He immediately swallowed his words and said, "Lina? You are finally willing to see me. Can you promise me?"

"Sorry, I'm not here to see you. You don't deserve it." The woman's voice was very cold and said to the young man, "I have said that it is impossible for me and you. Please get out of the way. The person I want to see is much more important than you."

"Who is more important than me?" The young man was quite unconvinced and asked, "even if the president's cousin is here today, I want you to give me an answer."

"Yes, I know you are not afraid of the president, but you will be afraid of the person I want to see." Lina's voice is still cold, even with a warning.

But ORN still said, "hahaha, unless the emperor of heaven comes here today, you must promise me today."

"Well, that's what you said. Don't regret it." The woman suddenly smiled coldly, which made ORN feel a little afraid. After looking around, she didn't find anyone unidentified. If the only person he doesn't know is the red helmeted man sitting at his feet.

But the strength of this red helmeted man is just an immortal realm. What important person can he be?