It doesn't take much time to search for a mansion.

When Wang Zhendu returned to the front yard again, his face became completely gloomy, as if he was about to drip water.

There was no Mr. Chen in the mansion at all, and this Mr. Chen really ran away.

Be careless.

All of them have been sorted out today. Why hold a banquet for Zhao Wuji? This is just the reason why Mr. Chen left Shendu.

Because of the banquet for himself and many celebrities in the God Capital, he relaxed his vigilance. He never thought that Mr. Chen’s plan to escape was so clever.

Ignoring the different expressions of the people in the front yard and turning a blind eye to the uproar caused by himself, Wang Zhendu left the mansion with his hands on his back.

This time I was negligent, but I didn't expect that Mr. Chen would abandon his disciples.

It turns out that he is an evil demon and heretic, ruthless and ruthless, and his disciples don’t care like chess pieces, and they say they give up if they say they give up.

Li Jingtian slowly stood up from the banquet, his expression never changed from beginning to end. His eyes looked around plainly, and when Wang Zhendu walked out of the mansion, the people who began to talk about it gradually walked out of the mansion.

He came to Wang Zhendu's side and said, "What should I do?"

Wang Zhendu showed a sneer and said in a contemptuous tone: "Mr. Chen's move to escape from his family and abandon his son is extremely clever."

"But it is absolutely impossible to leave the capital of God with peace."

"This world is really too big. Not to mention the four continents in the world, just the east land of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there are countless magical powers and magical methods."

"Mr. Chen Da was able to erase the traces of his departure without leaving any clues, but it does not mean that there is no way to continue tracking."

"Da Qian is dominant in the eastern land, rich in fifty-three states, and there are countless rare treasures."

"This is like a shadow bow, a follow-up arrow, which can point us out the way."

Aside from the side, there was a constable wearing six doors' official uniforms, carrying a long bow to Wang Zhendu.

The shadow-like bow is black in color, and light spots are radiant on it. The light spots like stars are wrapped around the shadow-like bow, setting off the illusion of the shadow-like bow and bubble.

The arrows in the shape are brighter, silvery and white in color, with a ray of light on them, like a dragon constantly flowing. The two are placed together and meet each other, forming a colorful scenery.

Chen Xiaoren took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed Ruying Bow, and the constable next to him handed over the follow-up arrow, and pulled his arm hard into a full moon.

The shadow bow slowly opened, and the four directions resonated with each other. Under the unity of heaven and man, the power of the soul continued to flow into the shadow bow, swallowed by the shadow bow, and turned into a golden stream of light, which was directly injected into the shape of the arrow.

Golden spots appeared along the tips of arrows, like black holes that continuously devoured spiritual energy and light, and sweat appeared on Chen Xiaoren's forehead.

A large amount of soul power was consumed, and Chen Xiaoren showed a look of fatigue. Finally, he relaxed his hand and the arrow shot out quickly.

Chen Xiaoren immediately put down the shadow-like bow and breathed slightly rapidly. This semi-god weapon had extremely powerful effects. It could lock Mr. Chen within a hundred miles based on the breath left by Mr. Chen in the capital of God, which could also consume a lot of money.

Of course, this is also related to accuracy. If you only need one direction, there will be no such great consumption in front of you.

The arrow shot into the air, as if it was bent directly by an invisible big hand.

Wang Zhendu looked at the arrow, his eyes sank, and said in a cold tone: "Not good."

"This is the direction of Anjiang. Mr. Chen wants to escape with the help of Anjiang."

"You can't give Mr. Chen a chance to escape into Anjiang, otherwise it would be troublesome if Queen Anjiang Dragon alarmed."

The true details of the Dragon King Anjiang have not been understood yet. After all, this person was imprisoned by Chen Miafa for decades and was born into a monster. He is not as easy as humans to investigate traces of activities.

Wang Zhendu soared into the sky and walked against the sky, which is the symbol of the master.

This is a line that divides the ordinary world. You cannot cast the soul and enter the realm of a master. No matter how exquisite the light skills are, it is also a method of ordinary people. Feitian is the beginning of extraordinary things.

Wang Zhendu chased the arrows, and Li Jingtian rushed up, following Wang Zhendu closely behind. Chen Xiaoren looked at this scene, hesitated, but did not keep up.

The next battle is no longer something that Chen Xiaoren can intervene.

Mr. Chen abandoned his disciples and fled, and seemed extremely embarrassed, but he was a supreme master. He was just a great master and had not had a perfect transformation. He was more than one step behind Li Jingtian.

I have no ability to intervene in the battle of the Supreme Master, and I am still waiting for my master safely.

The ground was full of grass and trees. Next to the roots of the weeds, a centipede the size of a thumb was slowly crawling, like a ray of lightning from the ground, as fast as thunder. In a short while, it rushed to the front of a thin old man.

The old man was wearing a loose robe, his face was dry like a skeleton, his sunken eyes, and his eyes were filled with a turquoise green, like a beating ghost fire.

He held a wooden stick about two meters in his hand, and his wide sleeves shook. The centipede on the ground rushed directly into his sleeves like a stream of light.

The shriveled face trembled slightly, and his mouth squirmed gently and said, "What a magical sword, it is about to transform successfully."

"The power of ruthlessness cannot be ignored."

Like a ghost fire, his beating eyes were staring at Chen Xiaoren and others coldly.

The wooden stick in his hand slowly moved the ground, and walked out step by step like a crutch. Chen Xiaoren and the others had just retreated and immediately heard the movement and shouted in a deep voice: "Who?"

The old man did not hide his traces and slowly appeared in Chen Xiaoren's vision.

Looking at the image of the old man, Chen Xiaoren's eyes shrank, and he had already identified the identity of the visitor, and he respectfully bowed: "Greetings to the High Priest of Dead Wood."

The dead trees in Nanyue are eighth in the sky.

It was this old man who was not famous now, but decades earlier, when Dali of the previous dynasty was alive, he was known as the god of protecting the country in South Vietnam.

At that time, Dali had been the prime minister of revival since the last emperor ascended the throne and worked hard to govern. He had already become the minister of the Qiandi, the former minister of the Dali National Master, broke through to the supreme master, gathered the strength of the whole country, and made great efforts to advance bravely and diligently until the third place on the Heavenly List.

The momentum of Dali was greatly boosted, and the last emperor gathered the power of the whole country to go south to destroy Yue.

The famous Dead Tree was a great war that forced the Dali National Army to retreat, and forced Dali to retreat.

After this battle, the ambitions and the mighty ruler in the world left the last emperor, was depressed and was addicted to wine and sex. The national master of Dali went away from the territory and has not returned to the East for thirty years.

The first battle in the two battles in South Vietnam in the past century was a battle to change the East Tu. If the Dali National Master had not pursued a step further and thus caused the Dali's strength to decline, the last emperor would not have been killed in the palace.

The battle to destroy Vietnam ten years ago was thought to be a protracted war, but because of the dead trees, the battle was successful. Old Marquis Chen stepped on Nanyue and destroyed the country of Nanyue.

I thought this powerful man on the Tianbang would not be released from the South Vietnamese country, but there was no trace of him in the past ten years. I thought he had already died, but who would have thought he would still be alive.

The dead wood stood in front of Chen Xiaoren, and did not look at Chen Xiaoren, but looked at the shadow bow that was being put away, followed the arrow, and said in a plain tone: "Mr. Chen is disappointing."

"I won't give this gift from the demigod weapon, and I will accept it with a smile."

Chen Xiaoren reached out to make an intercepting gesture, and said in a deep tone: "Like a shadow bow, an arrow with the shape, this is a big deal, and this place is the capital of the gods, the capital of the big deal."

"The high priest wants to take action to rob?"

"Aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will get angry?"

Ku Mu shook his head slightly and said, "Ji Changkong doesn't have the energy to pay attention to you."

A contemptuous look slowly emerged, with thin cheeks, just a layer of skin, with an extremely hideous and terrifying expression, and he preached contemptuously:

"Rob?"

"You are worthy, I just picked up the ownerless items."

The wooden stick in his hand hit the bottom, and a loud bang sounded like a thunderclap, and a huge explosion occurred between heaven and earth.

As you see, the world is vast, all green.

The green gas swept through and everything dissipated. The six door detectives who were guarding the demigod soldiers were not only corroded, but their flesh and bones were corroded cleanly.

In a blink of an eye, about twenty detectives had all evaporated from the world. No matter what strength they had, they were the masters who cast the soul or the great masters.

Even Chen Xiaoren, the master who is on the list, died completely.

The unique skills of Nanyue, the body of all poisons, is unparalleled.

Even if the power is slightly weak, the body of poison cannot be prevented, and it is precisely this force that prevents the Dali National Master.

The National Master Dali was able to block the body of all poisons, but others were not.

However, the demigod weapons on the ground showed luster, blocking the erosion of poison. The lower demigod weapons fell into the hands of the dead wood, gently stroked the demigod weapons smoothly and smoothly. The dead wood turned around and left slowly.

In the blink of an eye, everything returned to peace, and the warm wind blew slowly, bringing heat waves one after another.

In the direction of Anjiang, Wang Zhendu and Li Jingtian arrived not far from Anjiang in an instant. Seeing the arrow reaching this place, their speed began to drop sharply.

His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around and saw a figure on the ground, shaking his feather fan for the time being, standing quietly on the bank of Anjiang.

The An River is flowing, but Mr. Chen is calm and independent.

It is like a banished immortal who is in the ordinary, looking down on the world.

But the aura is ordinary and has many flaws, just like a mortal, which attracts attention.

This is the case with the weak, this is called a spicy chicken. The strong have exclusive terms, returning to nature, unfathomable, etc.

Wang Zhendu and Li Jingtian were shocked and looked at Mr. Chen who was waiting for a long time, which was different from what they expected and wanted to leave.

But the next moment, a joyful voice rang out and said, "The time has come."

"Master is not going to do it yet!"

"When will it last!"

Madon, I just want to run away.

You not only want me not to run away, but also want me to do it.
Chapter completed!