Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

Falling into the scorched earth, bending down to pick up the two cracked blue flame sky emeralds, Lin Mengyao raised his head in a daze, and looked at Bai Chen: "This is cracked, can it still be used?"

Upon seeing this, Bai Chen gave a wry smile: "It works, it should... can it!"

He doesn't know it himself, but logically speaking, as long as it is a blue flame sky jade, regardless of size or shape, it should have its effect.

"Ok."

Lin Mengyao touched the two shining stones depressed, and was about to collect them around his waist. The space in front of him was suddenly distorted, and a figure quickly emerged.

"Mengyao!"

The sudden change caused Bai Chen's face to burst. Before he could do anything, the mysterious man blasted Lin Mengyao with a palm.

"Boom!"

Lin Mengyao's reaction was fairly swift, and with a soft drink, her figure flickered for a distance.

The mysterious man lost his palm, still standing in place, but his palm was holding a blue stone.

"He took a piece!"

Lin Mengyao's pretty face sank, staring at the mysterious man wearing the mask, and found that this outfit was very familiar.

In the beginning, Tianjike appeared to them in this way.

"Are you the **** master of the Xiuyun Empire?!" Bai Chen asked coldly.

The masked man didn't say a word, just glanced at Bai Chen, his figure flashed, and he flew out of the sky.

"Want to run!"

When Lin Meng saw this, the red wings emerged from his back again.

"Don't chase, he is a strong man in the heavenly realm!"

Bai Chen quickly stopped Lin Mengyao.

"but……"

Seeing her look unwilling, Bai Chen slowly shook his head: "We have just used the Ancient Shuangjue Sword, and now our spiritual power is greatly damaged. Now we are not the opponent of the Heavenly Realm at all. Let him go."

Blue Flame Sky Jade Stone, at least they have already got one, and the goal is considered fulfilled. As for this mysterious masked man, there is always time to meet again.

"Brother Bai Chen, let's go back to Zhengzhou, we are all out, Zhengzhou is very empty." Tang Qin's voice sounded in his ears.

"Well, let's start now."

Bai Chen nodded.

Killing the blood domain powerhouse, they and Liang Zi of the blood domain can be considered as a knot.

But even so, what can be done?

If he doesn't even dare to carry the blood, what right does he have to avenge the Wanchao Pavilion in Luoxi?

Think of Haotian, think of Luo Xi, Bai Chen's eyes became more determined.

...

A few days later.

Zhengzhou, the martial arts hall of Chenyao Jianzong.

More than a hundred Chenyao Sword Sect disciples wearing blue robes are working diligently with Yang Qiuyu to practice swords. In order to let everyone master quick killer moves in a short time, Yang Qiuyu deliberately developed a set specifically for the beginners. Sword skills.

This set of sword skills may seem simple, but in fact they are cruel and deadly, which can be described as the essence of actual combat.

Chenyao Sword Sect's reputation is not loud enough now. Among the people that can be recruited, spirits are rare, so people in the first spirit realm are also regarded as outstanding disciples in the sect.

Xiaoya held the meat buns in one hand, took a bite, sat bored by the flower bed, looked at the disciples, shaking her head and sighing: "Oh, sister Qiu Yu has disassembled the movements like this, they still can't learn. Too stupid."

"That's it." Xia Daotian nodded from the side, with a very natural expression, completely covering up the truth that he actually couldn't learn.

In the leisurely days, except for those who are busy with the affairs of the clan, the rest of the key personnel are practicing separately, but Xiaoya is too playful and has been wandering around with Xia Daotian.

In this regard, the scholar also thought of many ways to inspire her fighting spirit, but ultimately failed. It seems that Chenyao Jianzong, who can conquer this little boy, except Bai Chen, is only far away The Tang master a million miles away.

"Grandpa Xia, why do you think Ling Can's brother is always drinking? Does he miss the Phoenix Temple?" Xiaoya suddenly asked curiously.

"He misses the Phoenix Temple, he is... alas!"

Xia Daotian sighed and didn't want to say any more.

At this time, the Qianzi Restaurant in Zhengzhou still has a stubborn figure on the second floor. He is familiar with it every day to buy drunk, because the money given is enough, plus the status of Chenyao Jianzong in Zhengzhou , Which also made the restaurant owner who is good at accommodating hung up the words "No access" on the stairs.

So on the whole second floor, there was only one person who could not disturb him. No one bothered how much he wanted to drink and how long he wanted to drink.

In Qianzi Restaurant, the balcony on the second floor extends half a house away. At this time, Ling Can is sitting in front of the round table on the balcony, occasionally pouring a sip of spirits, and occasionally looking down at the passing pedestrians.

He was eager to fight and also eager to meet powerful enemies, all of which seemed to have been realized after coming to the Xiuyun Empire.

However, his heart is inexplicably empty and irritable.

At this moment, in front of Ling Can's table, the space was suddenly and quickly twisted, and a figure appeared like the wind.

Looking up at the smiling black robe figure, Ling Can said drunkly, "You are back."

Bai Chen sat down helplessly, poured a glass of wine on his own, and took a sip: "Ling Can, I am also the Sect Master anyway, wouldn't you call me a word?"

"You don't like those virtual ones."

"You~" Bai Chen hunched his chin, and looked down at the pedestrians on the street with Ling Can: "Hey, look, does that girl in blue dress look good?"

"..."

Seeing Ling Can not saying a word, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, and then joked: "I think the girl looks like a purple shirt, what do you think?"

"Did you deliberately?"

"Hahaha! No no, just talk about it, does it look like?"

"The purple shirt is the only good girl in the world, how can she compare it!" Ling Can glanced at Bai Chen with a smirk, and said indifferently: "Even if it is your Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin, No better than a purple shirt!"

"Tsk tusk. Yes, yes, your purple shirt is the cutest in the world, the most beautiful in the world, okay?"

"..."

If you change to Bai Chen to tease others, I am afraid that the other side's face will be flushed long ago, but this insult, oh...

Looking directly at Ling Can, Bai Chen's mind once again recalled the scene of the Fengyan Dynasty.

That was the day before he left, and it was also the day when he handed over the expedition list to Old Miao for his help.

At that time, there were sixteen names on the list, but after Miao Lao finished reading, he deliberately removed the names of Zishan.

Just when Bai Chen was puzzled, Old Miao told him very seriously that Ling Can is the hostile clone of the ghost emperor. If you want him to grow up, you must make him angry and persistent. Only repression will make his hostility more and more. The heavier the heavier, and finally reaching a zero point, he can break through the limit and become stronger...

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