"You, come here!" Yan Jinqi smashed enough things and sat heavily on a golden nanmu wooden chair, gasping.

He waved his hand to greet a little slave standing outside the house.

"Little Prince!" The little slave knelt on the ground as soon as he came in, no matter how many broken glass residue was on the ground.

As soon as he knelt heavily, scarlet blood penetrated out of his knees. But the little slave didn't even dare to frown because he knew that he must perform well now and could not feel any displeasure to Yan Jinqi.

"The people sent to ask the Luosha Hall have returned? When did they choose to take action again?" Yan Jinqi had lost her mind at this moment. He was determined to die in Yan Jinyu, and he had never even thought that he had already gone to the Tianshan Sect.

No matter how powerful the Luosha Hall is, how can it kill people in Tianshan?

"Report to the prince, you're back." The little slave buried his head tightly and said hesitantly. He knew that what he was going to say below would definitely make Yan Jinqi even more angry.

"Speak quickly if you have something to do, don't hide it." Yan Jinqi shouted impatiently.

"Xiao, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao Prince, the people from the Rakshasa Hall said that the agreement between you will be invalidated." The little slave looked as if he was ashamed, "They also told me that the money he had entered the Rakshasa Hall would never come up again."

So now people are killed and the money is gone.

Yan Jinqi laughed out loud, one million taels of silver, just like that. Anyone will feel distressed!

"Is Rakshasa Hall? Very good, ruthless!" Yan Jinqi's eyes turned angry, and he had already remembered the three words Rakshasa Hall in his mind.

"Get out quickly!" Fortunately, Yan Jinqi had not lost her humanity yet, so he yelled at the little slave whose head was about to stick to the ground.

The people outside the house and the little slave who was kneeling all ran away in an instant, even forgot the pain on their knees.

"Look, there seem to be a few corpses floating on the stream." Yin Qingxia saw a few people standing across the stream not far away.

Yin Qingxia and the other two quickly walked forward.

They lay there motionlessly, wearing robes that only immortals would wear. They must have been immortals who went to the Tianshan Sect to study as disciples.

But they had already died before they reached the Tianshan Sect, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

Their face was bleak, and their skin was pressed against their skin, as if they had been sucked into the blood in their bodies.

"Their body temperature should have just died shortly after they died." Lin Qing reached out and touched their bodies. There was still some residual heat, which means that they had been dead for less than half an hour.

"Are you sure?" Luo Tianyang frowned. He sniffed hard. Yin Qingxia and the others seemed to have found something wrong, and they also sniffed.

There was a foul smell in the air, as if something had rotted.

They all looked down at the corpses on the ground, and the smell actually floated out of those corpses.

"What's going on? These corpses are so smelly!" Luo Qingshui frowned and pinched his nose.

"It's really strange. Logically speaking, these corpses are not rotten, so how could they be so smelly?" Lin Qing said just now that those people died, and he was a little embarrassed.

"You are right, these people just died." Luo Tianyang seemed to understand something. He felt relieved in an instant and looked around vigilantly.

Apart from mountains and forests, the only path they were walking on was empty.

"Brother Luo, don't joke." Lin Qing thought Luo Tianyang was helping him, so he smiled bitterly, "No one who just died can rot!"

"A normal person will not rot so quickly when he dies. If I am right, these people died of an evil cultivation method, which is like the ecstasy smoke we encountered at the beginning." Luo Tianyang explained, "We must be careful, the murderer may not have gone far."

"Hahaha, you said it right, we're meeting again!" A cold spy voice rang out from the top of my head.

Luo Tianyang brows shrank, hurriedly pushed everyone away, and he also jumped.

A man in a long black suit landed where they were standing and smashed a deep hole there.

"You are." Luo Tianyang narrowed his eyes. He seemed to have seen the man with a wicked smile in front of him.

"It's you!" Luo Tianyang's face was shocked and he became serious in an instant.

The man in front of him had a triangular eye and a black plum blossom tattooed on his dark white face.

"How could it be you? Shouldn't you stay in prison?"

Yes, the man in black in front of him was the thief in Qianjiancheng, which Luo Tianyang and Luo Qingshui caught in the Exiled Immortal City.

"Haha, you've disappointed, right? A small cell wants to trap me?" Qianjiancheng laughed wildly, with indescribable pride on his face.

"Hmph, my defeated general." Luo Tianyang didn't care. At that time, Qianjian City was just the God Transformation Stage. Although his level was not as good as him, it did not mean that he could not beat him.

Even if he breaks through now, how powerful can he be? It’s already the best from transforming into a god to a fairy in just ten days.

"Are you defeated?" Qianjiancheng sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I was originally trying to avoid the captain Luo Song this time, but I didn't expect that I would meet you again. It's really God helping me!"

Qianjiancheng smiled as if no one was around, and did not even take them seriously.

"Brother Luo, do you know him?" Lin Qing looked at Qianjiancheng as if he was looking at a fool.

"Yes, he had a holiday with us." Luo Tianyang responded lightly.

"Today I will let you taste the taste of death!" Qianjiancheng calmed down, his face turned cold, and his body was filled with black true energy.

"This is not the Immortal?" Luo Tianyang originally felt that the aura on Qianjiancheng was only the Immortal. It was enough to surprise Luo Tianyang in just a few dozen days to reach the Immortal from the God Transformation Stage.

You know, it took him three years to do it.

"I didn't expect it?" Qianjiancheng looked at Luo Tianyang with a sharp change in expression, and a smug look on the corner of his mouth, "The mental method I practice can absorb the true energy and vitality of other cultivators and take them for myself. I was told by my senior brother not to use it before, but I would like to thank you for letting me realize how refreshing it is to deprive others of their cultivation!"

Qianjiancheng licked his lips, as if he was still unsatisfied. He also wanted to devour Luo Tianyang and his soul.

It was Luo Tianyang and his compulsion that made Qianjiancheng feel the pleasure of absorbing other people's cultivation. Therefore, now he can no longer control his desires and left his senior brother's words behind him.

"Ha, so what if you break through to the Golden Immortal? It's just a scum in the martial arts world." Luo Tianyang sneered. He didn't take Qianjian City seriously. Whether he didn't get to the Golden Immortal or the Golden Immortal.

Luo Tianyang has absolute confidence in the mental method he practiced. Although he could not beat Yu Linchen of Luosha Hall, an ordinary little thief, how mysterious the mental method he practiced was, he felt that he had the power to stand up.

"Hmph! I'm still talking big when I die." Qianjiancheng sneered, and the black air on his body appeared faintly.

At this moment, the rolling aura on his body was particularly similar to the one on the previous smiling fox. They were both evil magic tricks of the outer sect. However, the threat on his body was much higher than that of the peak of the Golden Immortal Smile.

Luo Tianyang frowned slightly, he was estimating how much he had a chance of winning.

In the hands of the smiley fox, he only passed a few moves. What about the hands of Qianjiancheng? If he attacked with all his strength, Qianjiancheng would definitely not be his opponent, but he didn't want to, he didn't want to just reveal his trump card.

"You will know whether it's a big deal or not!" Luo Tianyang turned his head and looked at Luo Qingshui behind him, thought for a while and handed him over to Yin Qingxia beside him, because among them, she had the highest strength.

"Brother Luo, who is this person?" Yin Qingxia had already seen that Qianjiancheng was here to seek revenge, but Lin Qing was still at a loss.

"He is the wanted thief in the exiled Immortal City, the Thousand-Handed Buddha. He originally only had the strength to transform the gods, but I don't know why his skills have increased greatly in the past half month and he broke through to the Golden Immortal." Luo Tianyang stared at Qianjian City's hands tightly.

"Is that amazing?" Lin Qing didn't seem to understand the situation and exclaimed inexplicably.

"It is really an evil technique to be able to absorb other people's cultivation and turn it into one's own use." Yin Qingxia looked solemn. She held Luo Qingshui's hand tightly because she was struggling to meet this Qianjian City, which is different from the past.
Chapter completed!