Their time is completely different from the ground. This time difference from the bottom of the lake makes people feel a little uncomfortable. It has to be said that the heavenly martial arts are extraordinary.

As they leave, there will be no difference there anymore, and perhaps someone will find out again that it has nothing to do with them.

In the back mountain of Shao family, Xia Chenglong and Heihu stood on a steep hanging wall, looking at the faint lights and wine in the distance. This place is really much more prosperous than Bincheng.

Heihu held a ceramic jar in his hand, inside which was the ashes of an old man from Xihai City. They followed his advice and returned their souls to this mountain range.

The life of a warrior is relatively longer than that of a normal person. It is no loss for him to live until this time, so he has no complaints.

When the black tiger scattered all the ashes in the world, they were about to start another game. Xia Chenglong had a premonition that this game would be more interesting than any previous game. The starting point was the land under his feet, and the end point was unknown.

Some people want their lives. This is not the meaning of individuals or two people, but multifaceted meaning. Xia Chenglong frowned slightly at the barrier that appeared in the distance.

"King, we can go out again from here!" Heihu also felt the strange difference around him and asked thoughtfully.

He had a premonition that he would be injured or even die in the following days, but this did not scare Heihu.

Death is the beginning of liberation. As long as death is meaningful, it is not called death, but dedication.

Xia Chenglong had no way to answer the adjutant who had been following here for many years, because even he could not predict the risks this time.

The night is no longer bustling with stars, with raindrops floating above the sky. The rain falling from the sky solidifies at a distance close to the ground and turns into pieces of ice.

These ice drops have the power to penetrate the body of the Shell Realm. Xia Chenglong felt it was necessary to find an umbrella, not because of their terrifying power, but because the clothes would feel uncomfortable if they were soaked.

They returned to Shao's villa and placed a basket of umbrellas in the living room to prevent the sun from eroding the skin when the wealthy people go out. Today they can be used by two people outside the city, which is also their fate.

In addition to the umbrella placed in the basket, there was a map of Xihai City hanging on the wall of Shao's house. This was a good thing. Xia Chenglong spent a long time in front of him.

Every street, every house, every mountain range is interesting, and the design of Xihai City is interesting. I don’t know who the talented man planned to build here will actually vaguely build Xihai City into a gossip map!

When they went out of the villa, many people were already blocking the front yard. These people also held umbrellas. The umbrellas they held were not the same type of umbrella, which means that these people did not come from the same strength.

The average strength is in the realm of transformation and the realm of extraordinaryness. It is vaguely felt that one or two strong men have entered the holy realm, but they are all weaker than the Six-Finged Snake Lord who has already left the world.

"Foreigners, hand over what you get and we can let you go!"

The person who spoke was a man in a black suit, followed by a group of guys holding hot weapons. Although he was the weakest among the families, he was also the most courageous guy.

Um?

Xia Chenglong was still a little confused. How could the other party know that he had obtained something? After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he knew the reason.

It should have been sensed by the light emitted by those talismans when they fell off the drawings. It seems that these guys are also involved.

"Foreigner, do you want to be an enemy of the entire Xihai City? I think this is not a good decision." The old man who entered the holy realm spoke.

It is understandable that he speaks. After all, as the strongest person among the forces, he is also most likely to get things.

These people are from the West Sea. It is understandable that they want to keep things from the West Sea. However, the world is a prey of the weak, and if they have the ability to get it, they will never be able to vomit it out.

Xia Chenglong can complete these people alone, not to mention his adjutant Heihu, who just wants them to leave more than the power they are from the city, killing them all is a waste of time.

Xia Chenglong put one hand into his trouser pocket and the other hand holding an umbrella. He began to step out his right foot. When he was about to put it down, Heihu stepped forward to stop him.

"Your clothes are still clean, leave this to me."

Xia Chenglong thought about it and seemed to make some sense. His clothes were new, and it would be bad if they were stained with rain, cement, so he stepped back.

The black tiger moved, and the umbrella in his hand fell into the rain, and his figure was like an unstoppable tiger, shuttled through the night rain. Every time his fist hit him, a large number of people would fall to the ground.

The fires passing through the rain are just to embellish the quiet and monotonous night. They cannot hurt the black tiger at the peak of their body transformation, and naturally they cannot hurt Xia Chenglong.

From this battle, we can see that there is a big gap between the warriors who have received cruel training and the warriors who only know how to practice hard for a day.

There are many strong men who fall to the ground without even storing a single move in Heihu's hand. This is power.

Xia Chenglong started to walk, so he couldn't stand here all the time. They had to go back to Bincheng. They stopped for the second time when they just stepped down the steps, bent down, picked up the umbrella thrown by the black tiger and kept it carefully, and wait for it to be used.

"ah……"

"Bang...ah...bang..."

"Me, my legs!"

The night rain is no longer quiet, with many painful sounds. They regret it even if they fall down. Why did they come to this place? The people who have not fallen are still continuing. They are trying to block the man who is like a real tiger.

As for Xia Chenglong's pace, he was moving forward with a rhythm.

There are strong people among these people. Entering the holy realm is the peak of ordinary people's life. They can easily slap the Black Tiger to death, but these people did not take action because Xia Chenglong did not take action.

The road from Shaoshan Villa to Xiashan was very clean. The Shao family hardened the road very early. The road would become cleaner after rain. However, today it was a bit different.

The rain no longer looks clear and transparent, it is mixed with red, blood red.

Fighting is destined to be injured and bleeding. There is no way to avoid it in the warrior world. They just need to remember that the relatively remote Xihai City felt sacred because it slowed down the Dragon King's pace of going down the mountain for a period of time.

No one stopped Heihu. Since he arrived in Bincheng, this was the happiest time for Heihu to have fun. He was finally able to live with the best means.

I don’t know who cut a wound on my shoulder, it doesn’t matter, as long as it is not fatal, it doesn’t matter. This is the belief from the Dragon Tribe.

Xia Chenglong and Heihu went down the mountain, and the first group did not leave them behind. The two powerful men who entered the holy realm did not take action because they still had to think about it.
Chapter completed!