The Clock-in System of All Worlds

Chapter 0642: Uninvited Guest

“Go, Ye Hongchen, there are even bigger surprises waiting for you.”

Seeing Ye Hongchen pinching his father away, Huang Jinnian didn’t panic at all, but showed a meaningful smile.

“Those from the Palace of Great Dust, step back.”

At this time, Long Xing slowly flew to the place where the two sides were fighting, and a heavy voice came from his mouth.

“It’s the one who has been following the Young Palace Master!”

“Is he going to take action? Damn it! I just killed so many people.”

“Quickly, retreat, lest you get hurt by accident.”

Ahu said the last sentence, his face was a little anxious, and he shouted.

Suddenly, everyone in Juechen Palace, including Feng Xiaoxiao and Bai Luoli who were fighting Huang Jinnian again.

All backed madly, and all of a sudden, Qin Yuezong’s crowd of less than a hundred people suddenly appeared in front of Long Xing.

“You guys, start to be judged.”

Long Xing looked at nearly a hundred people in front of him with a cruel smile. He felt that he hadn’t killed anyone in a long time!

At the end of the word, his cultivation level of the fit stage was oppressed directly on the disciple of Qin Yuezong.

A breath of death spread from the bottom of their hearts, making their eyes look at Long Xing full of fear.

…

When Ye Hongchen was carrying Qin Yuezong Sect Master Huang Chunian to the Qin Yuezong, there was also a person walking outside the Juechen Palace.

He was wearing a black and red robe, holding a black and red folding fan in his hand, shaking slightly.

“Juechen Palace? These three characters are quite powerful.”

The young man looked at the three large characters engraved on the big stone gate of Juechen Palace, and said indifferently.

After speaking, he walked up slowly, and the two disciples stationed in Juechen Palace were both from the late congenital stage.

He is conscientiously guarding the outer disciples who are sitting on the steps of the peak.

“someone is coming!”

When a disciple saw a young man slowly approaching from the bottom of the steps, he was suddenly shocked.

Suddenly, the two disciples directly took out the long swords around their waists and looked at the young man who came up with cold eyes.

“The comer stops, otherwise, don’t blame me for waiting!”

When a young man in a black and red robe walked within 10 meters of the two goalkeeper disciples, one disciple said coldly.

After speaking, the two directly pointed at the young man wearing black and red robes with the point of the long sword.

“Don’t be nervous, what about me, that is, come to see my fiancee, by the way, take her away, what are you doing so nervously?”

When the teenager saw the two disciples who were guarding the gate pointing at him with swords, a smile appeared on his face.

call!

Suddenly, this young man in a black and red robe disappeared in front of the two gatekeepers.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind rushed from behind, causing them to directly hit a big rock.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two disciples went black, and they passed out directly.

And that young man appeared inexplicably above the position of the original two disciples.

Slightly shook the black and red folding fan, the wind just now was caused by him swinging the folding fan.

“Juechen Palace, there are few people left, let me see where my fiancee is.”

The boy looked at the two goalkeeper disciples who had passed out and didn’t kill them directly.

Anyway, he just came to find his fiancée, not here to destroy the dust palace.

When the words fell, a red light appeared in the palm of the young man’s palm.

Immediately afterwards, the red light disappeared and turned into a red light, pointing straight to the core disciple, the direction of the Red Dust Hall!

“It turned out to be there.” The boy looked at the red line, smiling gradually, and walked away leisurely.

And this young man in a black and red robe came from Dongzhou, with a smile on his face, Huang Wenjun!

…

Hall of Red Dust.

Qian Xueying, dressed in white, stood outside Ning Yuting’s closed house, looking at the sky and white clouds in front of her, but thinking about Qin Yuezong’s side in her heart.

“I don’t know how Chen is now, whether he has captured Qin Yuezong.”

Qian Xueying sighed slightly, then slowly turned around and looked at the closed retreat.

“Oh? Is there a Golden Core Stage cultivator here? I didn’t expect Ye Hongchen to take it out completely.”

Qian Xueying just turned around, and a voice suddenly heard behind her, which made her turn around in a hurry.

What caught the eye was a weirdly dressed young man with a black-red robe, long black hair and red eyes.

At this moment, those eyes were looking at her with interest, as if looking at some prey.

“Who are you, come here, what’s the matter?” Qian Xueying’s expression became cold, with one hand slowly back behind him, and a white long sword quietly started.

“It doesn’t matter who I am, what matters is that I want to take the person inside.”

This person is Huang Wenjun. Huang Wenjun said to Qian Xueying as he walked slowly towards the closed room.

“Stop and go, my sword is merciless.”

Qian Xueying tried to sense the cultivation of the person in front of her, but she seemed to sink into the ocean without any response at all.

Involuntarily, her expression suddenly sank, which meant that the black-red-robed boy in front of her had a cultivation base much higher than her!

“Then I want to see how unrelenting your sword is.”

After Huang Wenjun heard Qian Xueying’s words, the smile on his face disappeared.

When she moved her feet, she suddenly turned into a red shadow and swept directly behind Qian Xueying!

“roll!”

Qian Xueying’s title of Raksha Girl was not for nothing, and she swung her sword directly behind her.

Hum!

In an instant, a red sword light flew out directly, and an extremely deep sword mark appeared on the ground!

“Just relying on you, you still want to attack the Lord, you are afraid that you are still dreaming.”

Huang Wenjun’s figure slowly emerged, this time, not behind Qian Xueying, but in front!

…

Qin Yuezong.

He was pinching Huang Chunian’s neck and came to Ye Hongchen of Qin Yuezong, not knowing that Wenmian Xiaojun had already gone to Juechen Palace.

“Let’s talk about it, Juechen Palace senior officials and others, where are they locked up.”

Ye Hongchen looked at the empty and so wide Qin Yuezong, frowned, looked at Huang Chunian who was pinched by himself and said.

“If you use your spiritual sense to find out, isn’t it over? Why do you want me to say it.”

Huang Chunian suddenly laughed when he felt the hand holding his neck loosen slightly.

There is no sense of urgency at all!

“You are not afraid that I will kill you?”

Seeing Huang Chunian’s appearance that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, Ye Hongchen was really puzzled.

“Death? I’m afraid of death, will I still be here? Well, before I die, it’s not too late to tell you where they are.

Just…” Huang Chunian’s expression suddenly changed, as if he wanted to tell Ye Hongchen, but he was stuck here and didn’t say anything below.

Ye Hongchen directly slammed Huang Chunian out, and smashed into the ground, hitting a stone lion.

The stone lion was hit by Huang Chunian and shattered directly, making him unable to stop at all.

Hum!

An illusory long sword suddenly appeared above Huang Chunian, lighting up the sound of the sword!