rumor.

The Crazy Dragon steals the sky and changes the sun, taking advantage of the major forces stationed in Liucheng.

He led Qiyun Academy to attack the Shadow Sect and seized the Divine Dragon Cauldron!

This news, like a hurricane, exploded a huge wave on the sea!

And at this time.

The powerful men in the underground world were taking a boat, crossing the strait, and heading towards the Yingmen headquarters base.

A combat plan that was originally fully prepared was delayed for a long time because of a battle in Liucheng.

Especially the Deep Cold and Xingmang Group.

The elites were almost completely destroyed.

The Xingmang Group even lost its second-in-command in Liucheng.

It is said that he was killed by the so-called Qiyun Academy Grand Manager.

But from the beginning to the end, Qiyun Academy never appeared again except for showing off once in the city.

And the so-called great manager also disappeared after killing someone.

No trace of it.

But the Dragon Cauldron is an irresistible temptation.

After major organizations reorganized, they all refused to live, bought ships and crossed the strait!

Heading towards the Yingmen Headquarters Base.

On the sea, the wind is calm.

As dusk approaches, the sunset emits a golden light, refracting to the water, making the vision a little unpleasant.

"Elder Feng, I didn't expect you and me to meet here."

On a passenger ship.

The elder of Shushan Song Qinglan looked at a white-haired old man opposite, picked up his wine glass and said, "Your Excellency, are you going to find Kuanglong?"

"No, right! Elder Song asked, knowingly." Feng Qianqiu also picked up the wine glass and clinked with Song Qinglan symbolically: "Shushan and Tiansha Gate lost all their faces in the battle of the Medicine King Valley. I think of two major sects. First, two young masters were killed in Wujiang Province, and then two elders were killed in the Medicine King Valley. The sects in the world seem to have some doubts about us."

After saying that, he drank it all.

There was anger on his face.

Tiansha Gate, I can’t afford to lose this person!

This time, I heard that the Crazy Dragon appeared in the Shadow Sect, and the Tiansha Sect specially sent him to kill the Crazy Dragon and regain his face.

Feng Qianqiu was alone, first came to Liucheng, and then mixed into a group of passenger ships of the underground world powerhouses.

Unexpectedly, I met an old acquaintance in the cabin.

Song Qinglan from Shushan.

"The shame of the Medicine King Valley is the tattoo carved on our Shushan and on the faces of your Tianshamen. It's so embarrassing!"

Song Qinglan slapped her thighs and drank it all in one go.

"What are the plans for this time?"

He looked at the famous elder of the Tiansha Sect in front of him and asked.

"No plan. Meet directly, kill people. By the way..." Feng Qianqiu picked up the wine glass and raised a curve to the corner of his mouth: "By the way, grab a treasure."

"Divine Dragon Cauldron?"

Song Qinglan became interested.

"I also heard that this Divine Dragon Cauldron is a good thing. When the time comes, kill the Crazy Dragon and you and I will study it together?"

The Secret of the Dragon Cauldron.

It's no longer a secret.

I don’t know who is the one who fuels the fire in the whole world!

The secret that originally existed only in the underground world was actually spread to the sect that was almost inhumane.

After the head of Shushan learned the news, he held a meeting of elders overnight.

Dozens of people studied and discussed overnight, and combined with messages from outside.

Finally decided to take it back first.

If it really makes no sense.

If you lose it, you will lose it.

But if it is true as rumored, the Divine Dragon Cauldron can give people eternal life and a power like a god.

Then Shushan must be controlled in his hands.

Such a treasure will become powerful no matter which sect it falls into.

"Let's talk about it then. If you really want to fight, please let me go. At least we can click until we stop, so don't hurt people's lives."

Feng Qianqiu spoke with a smile.

There will inevitably be conflicts between sects.

But very few people really tear each other apart.

"Actually, I have always had a question in my heart." After Song Qinglan helped Feng Qianqiu Man, she poured another cup: "You said, this crazy dragon is just the overlord of the underground world. What ability does he have to kill the two great masters?"

In their opinion, the sect and the underground world are two completely different beings.

The underground world is just an organization composed of ordinary people or killers.

Compared with the people who live in cities on weekdays, members of the Underworld can be regarded as masters.

But if compared with the sect.

It's really not enough to fight!

Sect, inherited for thousands of years!

There are many people who break the realm and become masters in their sects.

Even if an ordinary master in the sect is placed in the underground world, he is still an overlord.

But two great masters died at the hands of the former overlord of the underground world.

Song Qinglan was puzzled.

"The horse lost its hooves." Feng Qianqiu said lightly: "It is impossible to kill my junior brother head-on! You, Han Shijie, Shushan, are also a character. I had a fight back then, and he was not much different from me."

Speaking of this, Feng Qianqiu picked up the wine glass and drank it: "Hey, I must have been ambushed! Kuanglong should have some skills, but he is not strong. When I reach the Shadow Gate, I will definitely twist his head with my own hands."

Bang!

He slapped the table violently.

"What are you doing!"

The voice alarmed the people beside him.

"If you don't want to stay, you can get out of here, don't get in the way!" The famous yellow-haired man was hugging him, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and making out with the beautiful woman.

Now that Feng Qianqiu is alarmed, he is obviously very dissatisfied.

"Are you talking to me?"

Feng Qianqiu pointed to his nose and waved his hand with a smile: "Come here."

"Hey! I'm old, are you tired of living?"

Huang Mao slapped the table suddenly, picked up a submachine gun, and stood swaying in front of Feng Qianqiu.

A smell of alcohol.

Obviously, I drank a lot.

"I'm here now. What do you want?"

As soon as he finished speaking, five men immediately surrounded him.

People in the underground world are always gunless.

Six black muzzles were instantly aimed at Feng Qianqiu and Song Qinglan.

"Old man, do you know him?" Huangmao pointed a gun at Song Qinglan: "If you don't know each other, get out of here!"

"know."

Song Qinglan didn't care at all, and even held up the wine glass and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Who are you offering sacrifices?"

The yellow-haired muzzle hit Song Qinglan's head and roared angrily: "Are you looking for death?"
To be continued...