Immortal Martial Venerable

The little brocade box is so extraordinary, even if it is sealed by a magical talisman, it still seems to reveal a fierce and evil aura, this demonic power, it is creepy.

"What the **** is in this box?" Zhong Bo muttered to himself. He only knew about the existence of this brocade box before leaving. Moreover, the Patriarch personally ordered him to keep the box and bring it with him. , And hand it over to the owner of this box when he arrives at the Southern Wild Dragon Imperial City.

Uncle Zhong is the person with the highest cultivation level among the caravan going to the Southern Wilderness, and is already a rare master in the secular world. It shows that even the Patriarch of the Ling family also attaches great importance to the things in this box.

Uncle Zhong stared at the small brocade box on the table in front, and after a long time, he put the brocade box in a close-fitting pocket again, extremely cautious.

However, just as Uncle Zhong put away the brocade box, his face suddenly changed, and then suddenly a palm blasted towards the front right window.

With a sound of "bang!", under the impact of Uncle Zhong's extremely powerful palm, the window instantly turned into sawdust, scattered in all directions, vaguely, only a dark shadow flashed out of the window.

"Wow!" The uncle Zhong burst out like an arrow from the broken window, but under the moonlit night, on the surface of the river in the distance, a dark shadow was walking on the mist-shrouded surface of the river. And yes, disappeared above the river surface in the blink of an eye.

"Dengping the water, good fellow!" Uncle Zhong couldn't help but admire the man's lightness when he saw this scene. He was actually able to see the waves as flat with that little water buoyancy. realm.

At this time, there was a sound of rapid footsteps around, and soon, seven or eight people rushed to the front. They were the Tsing Yi guards who heard the abnormal noise and came to check.

"It's okay here, go away!" Uncle Zhong couldn't help frowning when he saw these guards, and waved to the seven or eight guards.

Only he knew about this brocade box, Ling Luoyan, and he didn't know that he was carrying such a brocade box. It was top secret.

"Yes!" The seven or eight guards immediately saluted Uncle Zhong, and then backed away. Although these guards saw the broken window behind Uncle Zhong, they retreated immediately.

These guards are also very clear about what can be known and asked, and even if they are known, they should be treated as ignorant, not to be said, let alone to be asked.

After the guard retired, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but glanced at the surface of the river where the man in black had disappeared, and muttered to himself, "Who was that person just now?"

You don't need to ask, the man peeping out of the window is definitely coming for the little brocade box in his arms. What is in the box! ? Uncle Zhong's curiosity rose rapidly.

Why do so many people come for it? The former ancestor of the Black Witch Cult and the White Bone, is now this mysterious man again. It seems that this box has an unknown secret, and many people want it.

Uncle Zhong thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason, then turned around and jumped into the room from the broken window. He can do the same for Dengping to save water, but he dared not chase the mysterious person who came to watch and let that person leave. Because, no one knows if that person is a bait to lead him to chase, and then fall into the trap prepared by others.

This section of the Yanjiang River is seven or eight miles wide. There is a layer of mist on the surface of the river. A black shadow penetrates the mist like a ghost, walking on the waves, towards the opposite side of the Yanjiang River.

Dengping the water and walking on the waves, for ordinary people, is already shocking the world, but for some true practitioners, it is nothing remarkable.

It was a masked man wrapped in a black shirt. Looking at his figure, he knew that this man was a man. Soon, he crossed the river and jumped onto the opposite bank.

He turned to look at the three big ships that were looming in the mist on the opposite side, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Unexpectedly, there is a master sitting on the ship. It seems difficult to get that thing. !"

The masked man was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared behind him. This man came so suddenly, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

In an instant, the masked man's body movements froze all of a sudden, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and an extremely dangerous breath had enveloped him, making him suddenly fall into an ice cave. , The whole body is cold.

"Why did you peep on the boat of the Vast Sky Caravan!" The white figure behind the masked man stood still quietly, but under the spirit of interaction, the masked man felt the threat of death.

The masked person knows that if he doesn't answer, the next moment, the person behind him will kill himself without hesitation. This is beyond doubt.

"Yes... for one thing!" When his life was seriously threatened, the masked man had to say that the threat to him by the person behind him was too great. His life and death were only between the thoughts of others. .

"What is it!" the man asked again, although his tone was plain, but it revealed a strong force that could not be rejected.

"No... I don't know!" The clothes on the masked man's body were soaked with sweat, and his voice trembled. The unparalleled pressure of the man after coming to him made him feel terrified.

"I don't know? Then you can go to death!" The white-clothed man stepped out, "Bang!" The whole ground shook for a while, and then his five fingers grabbed forward like a steel hook.

"Don't!" The masked man was frightened suddenly, his feet on the ground, he wanted to rush forward, but he was horrified to find that he could not move anymore, and seemed to be imprisoned by an unpredictable force. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't move his feet.

"Rao..." The masked man opened his mouth and asked for mercy, but it was too late. He only felt the back of his neck tighten, and then vaguely heard a "click", his consciousness fell into the boundless darkness, his head was soft It hangs softly.

The white-clothed man suddenly squeezed the masked man's neck, and then, like throwing a rotten sack, waved his hand and threw the masked man's body into the river.

"Plop!" With a sound, the body of the masked man fell into the river and was washed away by the river in an instant.

"What the **** is that thing? There are so many people eyeing the Haotian caravan." The white-clothed man muttered to himself, and suddenly looked at the three big ships on the opposite river.

The moonlight shone on the face of the white-clothed man, who was surprisingly Gu Fei.