“The weather is perfect today!”

"Yes, I don't know why. When I woke up overnight, all the white trees were blooming and bearing fruit."

"Did you hear anything last night?"

"I don't know, it sounds like a wild animal."

"I have never heard such a terrifying and majestic sound."

Not only the three-headed villagers were discussing, but the practitioners were also discussing, but the content of their discussions was different.

"It's such a strong Feng Shui spirit. Why didn't you feel it yesterday?"

Luo Tian turned to ask the mountain fairy, and the mountain fairy, who was famous for exploring Feng Shui, was looking at his Feng Shui plate intently, taking Yu steps, calculating good and bad luck, and after a long while he said: "It's strange, in just one night, the ordinary terrain was transformed into

Turning into guards on the left and right, facing towards the mountain, bowing and bowing, this is like the dragon raising its head."

"Have you seen my Qing'er? She didn't come back all night." Pan'er said anxiously.

General Yasha returned from his inspection tour with a gloomy face and said to himself, "I must report this to Your Majesty."

Several monks also went to see Qi Long noisily. As soon as they entered the door, they saw three beautiful girls arranging Qi Long's clothes, while several little boys were carrying water and towels.

"What's wrong?" Qi Lung asked.

"Your Majesty, my young son is missing," Pan'er said anxiously first.

"When was the last time you saw her?"

"It seems, it seems like I was quarreling with His Majesty yesterday."

Qi Lung pondered for a moment and then said to these three mountain cultivators: "Since you are proficient in Feng Shui, I will leave the matter of finding people to you. I will send a troop to help you."

The three of them quickly took the order, and one of them, the Mountain Immortal, wondered: "Is it related to the change in Feng Shui yesterday?"

Qi Lung smiled, did not answer, and casually found a way to dismiss the others, and then opened his palm. Bones could be seen deep on the surface of the palm, and it was full of cracks.

These are injuries that cannot be healed by dragon vein energy.

The ax blow last night almost made Qi Long feel a life-and-death crisis that he had not seen for a long time. He even thought that Bu Zhou was trying to trick him to death.

Fortunately, after blocking the first blow, Qi Long understood the reason why this 'ancient world projection' was of 'deep black' level.

Although the three-headed and six-armed giant is majestic, and although the sky-cutting giant ax is extremely powerful, the giant only moves back and forth with one move, roaring, and slashing. In fact, as long as you are on guard when entering the projection, avoid it.

It's actually not difficult.

It is fatal to a certain extent, but it is not unexplainable. The improper marking is still accurate, but the ax is indeed sharp enough.

It is not difficult to get in and out of this ancient projection, but the difficult thing is how to contain it.

The previous three paths were all broken down and absorbed by Qi Lung using various means, but this resentment was so deep that it gave people a feeling that it could not be broken down.

Human resentment has its source, tongue, ears, hair, and this one gave him the feeling of - a shadow?

Of course the shadow cannot be decomposed.

'To put it another way, since the ancient projection is closely related to the owners of these ancient bloodlines, can we use the ancient human bloodline to reversely contain this projection? After all, it is just a shadow.'

While Qi Lung was thinking, he suddenly saw General Yasha standing at the door, he was about to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, I have something to report," General Yasha paused and told what he saw.

To put it simply, he discovered a slave farm here. In addition to the three-headed slaves, there were also other races hidden in it.

Qi Long said casually: "Then why don't you snatch the person out before we talk?"

General Yasha was stunned for a moment, cupped his hands, turned around and left without saying a word, with a murderous look on his face.

If Qi Lung was a temporary official, he would probably have to deal with local forces in various ways, and he would probably be in a difficult situation.

If Qi Long was just a mortal, he would have died an untimely death under the various methods of the slave traders. Even if he did not die, his memory would have been tampered with and he would have been taken into a slave using spells.

But he is the Night Emperor, the fourth generation of the Ye Tian Sect, and one of the strongest people in the Ye Day Kingdom, and he may not be the same after a while.

And his opponent may just be a tribal slave owner, plus a few casual cultivators at most.

He doesn't need to fear anything.

If you crush an ant to death, will you consider its opinion?

"Your Majesty, please see me, mountain officer."

"Ask him to invite the great elder to come over," Qi Lung paused and called the two disciples of Tianluo Lao Tao.

"You go and help him."

"Your Majesty, are you allowed to live?" Wu Fengzi's eyes flashed with a trace of boiling sword energy.

"Just keep the head," Qi Lung smiled and looked around, "Talking about so many trivial matters has delayed the emperor's breakfast."

A charming girl flashed her eyes and said sweetly: "I will feed you with my mouth~"

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"Idiot! Idiot! Why did I give birth to you, this idiot!"

At this time, the great elder Li Zhu, who could not speak Mandarin, was scolding his son in the most standard Mandarin.

And a young and strong three-headed man said with an aggrieved look: "How do I know that little monster is a member of the Night Emperor? Besides, you are not the one who said it. Anyone who sees the slave trade will be killed.

"

"It's all my fault!"

"It's obviously the boss's fault, and the third child is also an accomplice."

"Nonsense, I clearly didn't say a word."

"But you always go towards the boss."

The three heads almost started fighting among themselves, but the elder Li Zhu slapped the table and cursed angrily: "Shut up!"

"We have been pretending to be natives for so many years just to secretly earn spiritual stones so we can leave this hellish place. Now, how about kidnapping the Night Emperor's maid? I'll see how you die!"

The three heads finally reached a consensus, frowned and said, "Father, what should we do now?"

"You leave now and follow them!" Li Zhu pointed to the two monks with strange faces next to them. This type of monks have a common name, slave traders.

"As for me, I will go get the clan treasure first and check the situation before we talk."

However, the next moment, a violent roar suddenly came from outside the house. This was - sword energy!

Looking at the formation rising from the ground, Zhang Lingling, the third disciple of Tianluo Lao Dao, let out a light sigh and said, "Senior brother, in such a remote and backward place, there is such a hidden formation."

"Don't talk nonsense and get to work quickly."

Wu Fengzi shouted coldly, and the two of them pinched their sword fingers together. For a moment, countless sword energy rushed out from the scabbard behind them, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, piercing the formation.

At the same time, the huge iron fence was cracked by General Yasha with one punch and shattered with two punches. The Night Clan guards used their knives to kill, and all the guards who came to stop were smashed into slag.

General Yaksha was as powerful as a tiger. This scene reminded him of his fellow tribesmen who were suffering. He attacked without mercy and directly tore the guards alive.

The Yaksha tribe has no taboo food.

Within an hour, the sky changed over the three heads of the people.

And in the sky, an illusory dragon shadow is breathing in the energy of Feng Shui, evolving, transforming, and infiltrating the power of humanity.
Chapter completed!