With these spies, Duan Yu closed his eyes and focused on him, a three-dimensional picture of the city lord's mansion suddenly appeared.

After a little look, his heart was unconsciously ignited: "It's time to kill, it's time to kill!"

There are so many unjust souls in this city lord's mansion that are really incomprehensible.

But let's put it aside for now.

A large number of paper cranes invaded the core, and more secrets were revealed.

...

The lord of Beitiecheng is named Beilukong.

At this time, in the secret room, he was talking to a strange existence.

This strange existence has no body, or in other words, the body is just a shadow, which merges into the wall, probably as big as a cowhide and is unsteady.

No matter where it stops, eyes open on the wall there, which is very strange: "According to the order of 'Yin Jiuyou', the north will fall to the sky! You set off immediately and head to the Emperor Luo Peak of the Central Plains!"

The middle-aged man in Bei Luokong seemed to be wearing only a layer of skin. No one knew the darkness hidden under the skin. Hearing this, he frowned: "Central Plains Emperor Luofeng? Isn't that the imperial capital that once was the imperial court?"

"Not bad, you must arrive before April 4th!"

Shadow eyes stared at Bei Luokong: "No mistake! And... the dragon soul, which we have investigated before, is not the enemy... On April 4th, He will help us with help!"

"I see!"

Bei Luokong asked, "What's the matter?"

"On April 4th, the Ghost Gate opens, so of course it's for slaughtering..."

As many eyes were about to say, suddenly they looked at a place: "Who is it?!"

Boom!

The wall was broken, and a thousand paper crane turned into ashes.

But Duan Yu, not far away, had already obtained the information he wanted.

"Slaughter?"

His eyes were fixed, and he thought of a comment from the Iron Buddha record: "I heard that Emperor fell to the peak, and there was a ghost crying in the sky, but I didn't see it, so I felt very sorry!"
Chapter completed!