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Chapter 402 Are you in a group?

Ji Qianming slowly opened his eyes, and his temperament changed drastically. A ray of power emanated from his eyes, as if he wanted to suppress all living beings in the world. Even Lin Zimu, the half-step god king, couldn't help but feel trembling.

This is the emperor's son, this is the suppression from bloodline!

What flows in his blood is the blood of the God Emperor who contains the great way of heaven and earth!

It’s better if his cultivation is not high, but the more advanced his cultivation is, the stronger the suppression will be.

As Ji Qianming deliberately restrained himself, the power of Tao disappeared in his breath, as if it had never appeared before. He patted his butt and stood up from the ground, twisted his neck, and sighed comfortably.

"Ah~ Taixu Realm... It's really different."

Lin Zimu looked at Ji Qianming blankly, who seemed to have just finished his meal and touched his belly and said he was so full of food.

Until now, he has not been able to recover from the suppression of that power. Moreover, looking at Ji Qianming's appearance, he does not seem to know that he has this power...

"Your Highness, when did you start to come into contact with practice?" Lin Zimu seemed to think of something and asked.

Ji Qianming tilted his head and thought for a while, "Two and a half years ago, I just picked up a piece of practice and practiced it casually."

Lin Zimu's mouth twitched slightly, and he stopped talking when he looked at his eyes and nose.

What is a monster? This is a monster!

Compared with Ji Qianming's speed of cultivation, Lin Zimu suddenly felt that he was an ordinary person. He thought that he had called himself a genius in front of Ji Qianming before, and he was a little embarrassed.

"This seems to be the Void Taoist Sutra of the Void Taoist Sect?" Lin Zimu's eyes were vicious, and he could see the skills that Ji Qianming practiced at a glance, and asked in surprise.

Ji Qianming's brow raised slightly, "Do you know me?"

Lin Zimu nodded, "The Void Taoist Sect is the hidden sect of the divine realm. In terms of combat power alone, it is no worse than the current four holy places and five major families. Its disciples are very rare and basically do not walk outside. The Void Taoist Sutra is even more of a top-notch skill that is passed down from... Where did His Royal Highness get the Void Taoist Sutra?"

Ji Qianming coughed lightly, "I got it from a cultivator in Youge, and then used some means to erase the mark on it... However, this technique does not seem to be complete, and there will be no practice methods after Taixu Realm."

Lin Zimu thought: "It seems that the practitioner should not be the core figure of the Void Taoist Sect. However, once the practice of the major is formed, it is best not to change it easily. Moreover, the Void Taoist Sect is indeed a top practice technique and has a very high attainment in the space Taoist Sect. If you have the chance to obtain this technique in full, it will be of great benefit to Your Highness."

Get this technique intact? In other words, you have to go to the Void Taoist Sect to go... But will this Void Taoist Sect give up its own unique skills? Ji Qianming sighed long. Although the Void Taoist Sutra is indeed powerful, the troubles involved are also quite a lot.

A hidden sect that is comparable to the holy land family is still a bit far away for Ji Qianming now.

Fortunately, he had just entered the Taixu Realm, and it would take several years to touch the bottleneck of the half-step God King. By then, it would be hard to say whether a Void Door could stop him.

Just as Ji Qianming and Lin Zimu were chatting, the church door was pushed open and the queen walked in with big strides.

"Queen, how is the mission?" Ji Qianming slowly sat up from the ground and asked.

"Stop talking, I have been wandering around their nest for two whole days, not even a figure." The queen waved her hand and said with some fatigue.

No one?

Ji Qianming was stunned, "Is there any information problem?"

"I don't know, wait for the puppet master to come back and ask him." The queen sat on a bench, fell asleep. Her high-intensity tasks for several consecutive days made her very tired.

Ji Qianming thought about it. Not long after, the puppet master and Blood Clothes returned one after another, and the news he brought back was surprisingly consistent.

"No one?" Ji Qianming widened his eyes.

"Yes, I went to see the remaining two places, and there was nothing." The puppet master nodded.

If there is no one in the same place, it may be that there is a problem with the intelligence, but if every target is like this, then things will be completely different.

Bloody clothes took out a photo from his pocket and said in a deep voice: "Not only that, I also found this in Libya."

Ji Qianming took the photo and his brows frowned slightly.

The photo shows a brown wall with a line of English words written in red pigment and translated in Chinese.

"Shangxiehuihui, we are waiting for you here."

There is a world map nailed below, and a skull was drawn with red pen on a city in Syria, which was vivid and weird.

"Did you notice our intentions..." The puppet master murmured to himself when he saw this photo.

In the past few days, they swept away most of the underground abilities organizations with the wind and the wind and clouds. Those other abilities organizations must be prepared. In order to avoid being massacred one by one, it is reasonable that they choose to join forces on their own initiative.

However, these extramarital madmen who were not afraid of heaven and earth would be so afraid of Shangxie. This was something Ji Qianming and the others did not expect. It seemed that their actions during this period really scared them.

"The fleas gather together are just a group of fleas, so we go looking for them everywhere for those who are left." Xueyi smiled.

"Yes, these people are all arrogant and proud guys, and even if they gather together, it will be difficult to make a climate." Ji Qianming nodded and then said, "However, they dare to tell us the location directly, which means that they have made sufficient preparations... and they still cannot be taken lightly."

"How much combat power does the remaining forces have together?" Xueyi turned his head and looked at the puppet master.

The puppet master was silent for a moment and said, "The quasi-emperor should be three to four, the fourth-level is at least ten, and it is not clear if the third-level or below."

"The power is not small."

"And Syria itself is a place of chaos, and it is not ruled out that they use large-scale thermal weapons." The puppet master added.

Is a group of rich and powerful crazy evil abilities organized? Ji Qianming pondered for a moment and slowly spoke: "No matter what, we must leave this trip. This is the meaning of the existence of the Shangxie Society."

The highest evil is the highest evil, not the evil.

Since we have embarked on the path of suppressing all evil spirits, we cannot turn back.

"Everyone have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow, we will go to Syria for a walk." Ji Qianming took a deep breath and said calmly.

...

Syria.

Trucks loaded with heavy thermal weapons were slowly parked at the door of a large luxury manor. A man in black uniform jumped off the truck and walked straight to the front of the manor's door.
Chapter completed!
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