Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

Looking at the extravagant horse-drawn carriage, Ling Xuan immediately thought of the conversation between the two diners.

The fifth elder of Tianhe Sect.

Capture Murong Zhen!

Not surprisingly, the person in the carriage should be the fifth elder of Tianhe Sect.

It's just that Murong Zhen, who was lurking in the dark, might have discovered the way of entering Boyang City so swaggeringly.

How to arrest people?

Ling Xuan couldn't help shaking his head.

He is too lazy to manage the internal affairs of Tianhe Sect.

He only cares about Jiuyou Bingyan.

"In that case, let's wait for three days."

Ling Xuan threw down a few low-grade spirit stones to settle the bill, found another inn, and lived in the highest room.

From the window of this room, one can overlook most of Boyang City.

Of course, if Ling Xuan unfolds the Primordial Spirit of the Soul Formation cultivator, he can even have a panoramic view of the entire Boyang City and even hundreds of miles nearby.

It's just that it is easy to be discovered by other Soul Formation monks.

Ling Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing quietly.

In his spiritual ocean, those shattered Nascent Soul fragments are rising.

Just like the Gold Core fragments of the Nascent Soul monks can be refined into a elixir crown to enhance the Nascent Soul treasure.

The Nascent Soul fragments of Soul Formation monks can also be refined into a treasure to strengthen Primordial Spirit.

This thing is called "baby clothes".

The most important function is to protect the Primordial Spirit from external attacks.

The second is to increase the power of Primordial Spirit.

There are three, six, and nine grades of baby clothes.

Like Danguan, the quality is distinguished by color.

The quality is divided into white, green, blue, purple, and gold in turn.

White is the lowest and gold is the highest.

Before Ling Xuan set off, he had already ordered to go down and search for relevant treasures.

Right now, he is refining a treasure that looks like a butterfly.

This object is transparent throughout, with a touch of blue.

It seemed as if he was going to break free from Ling Xuan's shackles at any moment, and drifted away.

This object is called "Wandering Soul Butterfly".

It's not a monster, but a plant.

It just looks like this.

It is one of the best treasures for refining baby clothes.

However, the Wandering Soul Butterfly is quite rare, so Ling Xuan ordered to collect it within Yuzhou.

Only Danhezong contributed two floating soul butterflies.

On the way to Boyang City, Ling Xuan had already refined one, and the baby clothes directly reached the green quality.

Now refining the second one.

During the quiet practice, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Although Ling Xuan did not step out of the room, he still keenly noticed the subtle changes in the atmosphere of Boyang City.

The temperature in the city seems to have dropped by a degree or two.

The boy who came to deliver meals every day was still wearing a sleeveless gown at first, but now he has to change into a long-sleeved commoner.

The atmosphere in the air also seemed to become anxious.

You can often hear people fighting in the inn.

Guests fight with guests, and guests fight with servants.

In the end, even the innkeeper and the servant got into a fight.

boom!

Suddenly there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground downstairs.

Then, a faint smell of blood entered Ling Xuan's nose.

With a slight movement in his heart, he immediately controlled the Primordial Spirit to unfold, and saw the scene downstairs through the wooden door.

In the lobby on the first floor, at this moment, there was a dead body of a mistress.

Bright red blood gurgled from the back of his head.

There were a few angry guests standing around.

Even though Xiao Er was dead, he rushed up to punch and kick him.

He didn't care about the consequences of killing people and paying for their lives.

The shopkeeper was still sane at the moment, so he rushed out to report to the officials.

Not long after, the guards of Boyang City arrived here.

The strength of the guards is naturally much stronger than the average person.

Three times, five divisions and two were taken away.

Ling Xuan was thoughtful.

He got out of bed and came to the lobby.

"Shopkeeper, are there many people who have committed crimes recently? Where are they all locked up?"

The shopkeeper was swearing and scolding the other waiters, when he heard Ling Xuan's question, he got very angry and immediately turned around and began to curse.

"Ask, ask a fart! I don't know if I follow the past to see?!"

"Get out, I'm just getting annoyed..."

Suddenly, the aura of a monk in the Soul Formation realm emanated from Ling Xuan's body.

The shopkeeper immediately felt as if there was a towering mountain standing in front of him, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

He suddenly became agitated, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

The shopkeeper looked at Ling Xuan in surprise and fear, not daring to offend him in the slightest.

"Say." Ling Xuan said lightly.

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper quickly said, "Recently, there have been many disturbances, not only fighting, but even vendettas."

"These people were all imprisoned in the prison next to the City Lord's Mansion without exception."

Ling Xuan was thoughtful.

Any array must have an eye.

The big prison where many rioters were held was probably the back of the formation.

Because there can absorb the most resentment and murderous aura!

These negative emotions are the nourishment of the devil!

"It seems that Murong Zhen is probably also near the prison."

Ling Xuan immediately walked out of the inn and rushed towards the tallest building in the city, the City Lord's Mansion.

Angry crowds can be seen everywhere on the street.

Among them are mortals and monks.

Those who reacted little, insulted each other.

The response is big, direct physical communication, fist to flesh.

As for the communication between monks, it is even more damaging.

After Ling Xuan walked for a short distance, he heard several explosions.

Apparently it was an attack between monks that destroyed the building.

Ling Xuan was walking on the street, his speed was very fast, he was still in place in the last breath, and appeared tens of feet away in the next breath.

No one can touch his clothes.

"The effect of this formation on monks in the Core Formation realm has already begun to weaken, but it has almost no effect on monks in the Nascent Soul realm."

"Didn't the fifth elder of Tianhe Sect bring people into Boyang City? Why didn't they respond?"

Ling Xuan thought quickly, without stopping at all.

After a few breaths, he had arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

On the right side of the City Lord's Mansion is a low and gloomy building.

It is the prison of Boyang City.

Only a small part is exposed to the ground.

Much larger parts are buried underground.

The entrance to the prison should have been guarded by monks.

However, Ling Xuan saw that the two monks in the Foundation Building had fallen into a pool of blood and were completely breathless.

In the prison, there were also the sounds of fierce fighting, shouting, and roaring.

Apparently it's coming together.

"The resentment and murderous aura here are indeed stronger."

"Someone deliberately condoned the inmates in the prison to attack each other and collect grievances."

Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows, and with a shock of spiritual power, he shattered the heavy iron gate of the prison and stepped into the prison.

...

Tianhe Zong Mountain Gate.

At this time, several beams of light suddenly rose into the sky and rushed towards Boyang City.

The leader was a monk with a square face and thick eyebrows.

His expression was extremely serious and gloomy.

"So...so that's how it is. Fortunately, I accidentally read an ancient book thousands of years ago, and learned that there is a demon sealed underground in Boyang City! Murong Zhen's goal is to break the seal and awaken the demon underground in Boyang City. head!"

"Never let him do that!"

"Otherwise, the hundreds of miles around Boyang City will become a piece of magic soil, where not a single blade of grass will grow!"

"The devil is difficult to seal, and even harder to kill. Once it is born, my Tianhe Sect can only fill it with human life."

The square-faced monk gritted his teeth and couldn't help but growl, "Speed ​​up!"

"Rush to Boyang City by all means, and the conspiracy of Murong Zhen and Fifth Elder Zhang Peng to wake up the devil must be crushed!"

"Yes!" Several Nascent Soul elders around shouted.