Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

When Ning Chuan walked out of the Seven Blessings Inn.

The entire Lin’an City has exploded.

“Groove! What was that sword radiance just now? ”

“Seven Blessings Inn again?”

“Shhhhh Inside the Seven Blessings Inn, I’m afraid there is a big terror! ”

“I’m afraid that there is a king and waiting realm powerhouse who lives in this Seven Blessings Inn!”

“First that shocking light, and then this heaven-opening sword radiance! How much power exists in this Seven Blessings Inn? ”

“Is there a possibility … I mean maybe, that world-shattering light and heaven-opening sword radiance is a person? ”

“This Seven Blessings Inn is not simple!”

A resident of Ancheng whispered quickly.

Some sword cultivators even pointed out that the sword mang’s intention just now was so high that it was rare in his life, and he was definitely a top powerhouse on the way of sword Dao, before he could split it!

For a while, after speculation from all parties.

An unknown sword god figure who lived in seclusion in the Seven Blessings Inn was formed.

“……”

Ning Chuan, who was walking on the street, listened to the various discussions on the hustle and bustle, and couldn’t help but slap his forehead.

Ah this….

He seems to have become a sword god?

Shaking his head, Ning Chuan lowered his head and walked towards Qianzhuang.

He didn’t want to mix in the excitement.

Not long after, Ning Chuan came to Qianzhuang.

The profit sharing this time is much higher than the last time, reaching a staggering 7.3 million taels.

When Ning Chuan went out with the money ticket, the entire Qianzhuang people looked at Ning Chuan with envious and jealous eyes.

7.3 million taels!

Even if this practitioner is wanton, gold is not particularly valuable in the world.

That’s a lot of money!

And Ning Chuan added these 7.3 million taels, and the gold on his body had already exceeded 13 million taels.

This made Ningchuan’s building plan improve a lot of confidence.

After returning to the wing, Ning Chuan immediately began to draw the drawings of the huge building.

He wanted to build a giant building that had never been seen since the opening of the Nine Xuan Realm!

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Meanwhile.

Yanzhou, Fucheng.

Inside a gorgeous mansion.

Boom!

Boom!!

The sound of smashing things was constantly heard inside.

“Waste!”

“It’s all waste!!”

Jiang Chenfeng was like a demon, gasping for air because of anger.

On the side, a beautiful maid stood on the side with a pale face, too frightened to move.

“Good to die! Even a storyteller can’t be killed, it’s useless to live! ”

Jiang Chenfeng clenched his fists, his eyes full of ferocity.

A few days ago.

He sent Pang Du and Tieshan to assassinate Ningchuan.

The result is good.

One was killed, and even the corpses were hung in the vegetable market.

The other one did not do anything directly, and now they are still in the Qifu Inn in Lin’an City, and they simply do not come back.

Pang Du is just that, it’s just a realm of Zhenwu, and if he dies, he dies, and he doesn’t pity it.

But that Iron Mountain is a real sealing powerhouse!

In terms of strength, he is not under him in the slightest.

If it weren’t for the fact that he accidentally took in Tieshan, who lost his family’s dog, at the door of the Tiejia family.

This iron mountain is impossible to follow him at all.

As a result, neither of them can come back now.

How does this make Jiang Chenfeng not angry?

Originally, he was just an ordinary hatred for Ning Chuan, but now, he simply hated it to the bone!

“Young Master Jiang, don’t think about it anymore, join our Blood Demon Sect, then what Ningchuan, we will help you solve it casually.”

Behind the screen of the living room, there was a hoarse laugh.

Then.

Then I saw a thin old man, an old man in a blood-colored robe, walking out step by step.

This old man was only about five feet tall, his face was covered with red ecchymoses, and his triangular eyes were densely covered with black lines, which looked extremely terrifying.

“Didn’t I say, don’t you come out?”

Jiang Chenfeng glanced back at the old man and snorted coldly.

“Don’t worry, there’s no one nearby.”

“Young Master Jiang, our Blood Demon Sect is measured in our work, knowing that you cherish your reputation, naturally we will not let the outside world know that you want to cooperate with our Blood Demon Sect.”

The bruised old man spread his hands and smiled indifferently.

“I haven’t promised yet, I must cooperate with you.”

Jiang Chenfeng said expressionlessly.

“Young Master Jiang, before that, we sent you a good furnace 0 dings every month. That’s not what you said when it came to helping you break through the Sealing Realm. ”

The bruised old man smiled and said, “Now that you have broken through the Sealing Realm, you will turn your face and not recognize people, I’m afraid it’s not very good, right?” ”

Jiang Chenfeng snorted coldly when he heard this, and did not rush to speak, but looked at the group of maids on the field and waved:

“You guys stand down first.”

“Yes.”

After the group of maids retreated in fear.

Jiang Chenfeng said expressionlessly

“It’s not impossible for me to join you, but I have three conditions.”

“Jiang Gongzi, please say.” The bruised old man stretched out his hand and gestured.

“First, the furnace sent over every month cannot be broken, and the quality must be higher, at least there must be a Dengxuan Realm.”

“Second, I can’t go out of the Blood Demon Sect when I join the Blood Demon Sect, otherwise I will quit immediately, and you won’t blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people at that time.”

“Third…”

Jiang Chenfeng’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his face was as gloomy as water:

“I want Nan Ningchuan to die! I will also let his head hang on the wall of Lin’an City and expose it to the sun for three days and three nights! Only in this way can I put away the hatred in my heart! ”

“And that Iron Mountain, but a lackey raised by me, dares to betray me? I also want him to die and bring his head back to me. ”

After Jiang Chenfeng finished speaking.

The bruised old man from the Blood Demon Sect immediately burst out laughing.

“What I said, funny?”

Jiang Chenfeng looked at the bruised old man with an unkind face.

I saw that the bruised old man smiled and waved his hand: “Young Master Jiang, I can completely respond to these three conditions for the sect first, and even tomorrow, I can send someone to send that furnace 0 ding.” ”

After a pause, the bruised old man continued:

“As for Na Ningchuan, a storyteller, how difficult is it to kill him?”

“In a week at most, you will receive the news that Ning Chuan’s head is hanging on the wall of Lin’an City.”

Jiang Chenfeng’s face slowed slightly when he heard this, and he nodded and asked

“Who are you going to send to kill Na Ningchuan? Don’t blame me for not reminding you, the Pang Du I sent to assassinate Ningchuan before, Xiu Wei also reached the nine layers of Shingo, but he still died in Lin’an City.

I suspect that there may be a strong person of the Sealing level around Na Ningchuan protecting him. ”

I saw that the bruised old man waved his hand without caring when he heard this:

“Don’t worry, don’t say that there may be a Feng Hou Realm by Ning Chuan’s side, even if he is really a Feng Hou peak powerhouse, he can’t keep Ning Chuan this time.”

After speaking, the bruised old man said with a cruel smile on his face

“Three days later, Bishop Chifeng, one of the eight great king realm bishops of our Blood Demon Sect, will pass through Lin’an City.”

“At that time, Bishop Chifeng, kill Nan Ningchuan at will.”

“If there really is a strong person in the Sealing Realm around Ningchuan.”

“Then… Erase together! ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chenfeng’s pupils suddenly shrank.

Blood Demon Sect Bishop Chi Feng…

This monster is actually going to appear?

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[Dear readers, although the author is not very fast, it is really not slow, and every day is 10,000 words and five changes. ]

In other people’s new book periods, many of them are 1,500 words a chapter, but the author’s fungus is basically 2K words per chapter.

So.

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