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1711: The precipitation of the city

Ning Cheng and Yao Zun were not too fast. Even though Yao Zun had lived in the Dan Realm for nearly a hundred years, he had never been to the bottom of the cliff.

After all, this is a place where guilty people are imprisoned. Yao Zun basically doesn't pay attention to this place except for patrolling.

"It's a bit scary here..." Yaozun frowned slightly.

Ning Cheng nodded. He had already spread all his perception and mental power. As long as he felt something, he would immediately approach!

"Huh? Someone is approaching?"

The Blue Death's perception was extremely sensitive, and he felt it all at once, but after his desperate struggle, he was about to pull out the Imperial Sword in front of him!

"Give it to me!"

The blue god of death roared angrily, and the flames all over his body wrapped around the emperor's sword. The emperor's sword, which was originally progressing slowly, was suddenly drawn out!

"It's done!"

The blue god of death poured directly into his body in an instant, and then disappeared directly from the spot!

The barrier originally shrouded by the blue god of death disappeared instantly, and his figure also disappeared...

I feel Yuan Ming’s breath!

Ning Cheng and Yaozun instantly locked onto Yuan Ming's corpse with their senses, and they immediately used all their strength.

Ning Cheng also started to become vigilant.

When the two people came to the bottom of the valley, they saw Yuan Ming's body stiffened in place. The death look on his face was extremely terrifying. His mouth was enlarged, his eyes were lifeless, and his eyeballs seemed to have disappeared. He was so dead that he could no longer die...

"Dead..."

Yaozun felt it for a moment, then looked at Hideyoshi's mottled Imperial Sword on the floor and frowned slightly.

Ning Cheng also noticed this imperial sword, and he always felt a sense of familiarity.

I seem to have encountered this kind of imperial sword when I was in the Land of the Fall, and it should have the body of the God of Death inserted into it...

"Could it be that..."

Ning Cheng frowned. He could feel that the scene was still filled with very powerful Death energy, which meant that Death was still here before they came down. They felt the presence of Ning Cheng and others, so they left quickly.

..

"What a cunning God of Death." Ning Cheng frowned slightly. He had a bad feeling in his heart. This God of Death was different from all the Gods of Death he had encountered before. The blood god's recklessness and cruelty, the Saudi God of Death's

Gloomy...and the temper of this god of death is very unpredictable...

If he is really so cautious and forbearing, it will indeed be a very troublesome thing!

Because once the strength of this god of death increases rapidly, it will definitely harm the Dan Realm. This is the most troublesome point for Ning Cheng.

So Ning Cheng's expression was very bad at this time. This was simply a time bomb. No one knew when it would explode...

"Ning Cheng, let's go. Take Yuan Ming's body and leave first. There is something strange here."

Yaozun's expression is not very good either. Yuan Ming is the most outstanding genius in the Dan Realm, and now he died tragically in the Dan Realm...

Yaozun could even imagine how the nine peak elders would feel when they were informed of this matter.

"Hey, what's going on?" Yaozun looked at Ning Cheng and then said, "Ning Cheng, it couldn't have been an accident that you wanted to find Yuan Ming's jade tablet of life just now, right?"

Ning Cheng nodded and said, "That's just an unfounded guess on my part, so I wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect..."

"Do you know what happened?" Yaozun asked.

Ning Cheng hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Maybe the Death Organization is responsible for this."

"Death organization?" Yaozun frowned, and then said, "No matter what, let's talk about it when we get back."

After saying that, Yaozun picked up Yuan Ming's body and disappeared.

Ning Cheng observed for a while, but still made no progress...

"Master Lei, is it really impossible to find the traces of the God of Death?" Ning Cheng asked.

Mr. Lei said, "There is no way to find him. He has completely hidden his traces now. He is like a speck of dust in the void. Even if the Emperor Realm wants to search for it, it will be impossible to find it..."

"Are you just waiting for him to gradually become stronger?" Ning Cheng asked.

Mr. Lei said, "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about this. Death organizations can hide themselves when there are many, but when they gradually become stronger, it is impossible to hide their aura in a watertight manner. As long as they have a little

Actions, these Emperor Realm experts in the Dan Realm will naturally take action, don't underestimate the Dan Realm."

Ning Cheng nodded and said, "I just don't want to see the tragedy..."

Mr. Lei said, "In the world of warriors, the jungle is strong and the strong prey on the weak. Tragedies happen from time to time. You are not a god. How can you stop everything? Just do your part."

Ning Cheng said, "I know, let's go back first and wait until the game is over."

...

Ning Cheng also left Si Guo Ya. When he returned to Dan City, he found that Yaozun had not returned. It seemed that the news of Yuan Ming's death had not reached the ears of the nine elders, because now the nine elders were still

Talking and laughing.

Naturally, Ning Cheng would not speak. The nine old men were all in a good mood now, and he did not want to cause trouble by going over at this time.

Ning Cheng sighed inwardly, and then returned to his seat.

The showdown in the final was very fierce. The talents of these ten geniuses were almost pushed to the extreme. Each genius had to create their own elixir, so it was almost a heart-wrenching competition.

But it doesn’t mean that you won’t have any chance after refining it once and you fail, because there are many elixirs on the chopping board. As long as you don’t use them all, you still have the chance to refine them several times!

All the geniuses have already started refining. Yuan Ling'er and Yuan Xue from the Dan Domain, as well as the geniuses from the outside world are all refining, and the scene suddenly becomes extremely heated.

However, Ning Cheng was not in the mood to watch the game at this time. He was always thinking about the God of Death...

"Little guy..."

"Little guy?"

It wasn't until Ning Cheng felt himself being poked that he reacted.

He found the great elder looking at him with a smile.

"How come you don't look listless and worried after going out for a while?"

Ning Cheng was slightly startled, and then fell silent without speaking.

"Because of Yuan Ming's death?" the elder suddenly asked with a smile.

"Grandpa, you..." Ning Cheng's eyes narrowed.

The expression on the great elder's face remained unchanged.

The great elder said, "This is a competition in our Dan Realm. No matter what happens, even if the sky falls, we can't panic, otherwise we won't be laughed at by people outside? Why wait until after the competition is over?

Bar."

The great elder's words were calm and calm.

Ning Cheng looked at the other eight elders who were laughing and talking around him. They must have known about this matter, but their emotions were not written on their faces at all.

Over hundreds of years, I have cultivated an extremely profound state of mind, and also cultivated an incomparable city...
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