After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

bang.

The shadow blade fell from the sky, and he was trapped by the coiled wire array, and smashed to the ground.

Only then did Qin Fan see clearly that this was a thin man, less than 1.6 meters tall, with a typical appearance of a bullfighting nation.

In Western mythology, there is a country of dwarves, and the irony is the orthodox bullfighting people.

"Dare to run?!"

Zhao Xueer didn't realize that Qin Fan was helping her secretly. After falling from the sky, she raised her long legs and gave Yingren a kick on the head.

With a bang, Shadow Blade's thin body suddenly flew out for dozens of meters, and was beaten to the ground.

boom!

Zhao Xueer was furious, the tiger jumped up, and stepped on Yin Ren's head into the mud, knowing that he couldn't see it with the naked eye.

When Qin Fan saw this, he was deeply surprised. It was the first time he saw this Zhao Xue'er. He thought that Zhao Xue'er and Liu Mengyao were both stinky young ladies.

But now it seems that this Zhao Xue'er is not simple, the killing is decisive, and the means are ruthless. This is something that Liu Mengyao does not have.

No wonder, at a young age, he was able to become the head of the South European branch of Longge.

The arrogance of the eldest lady may be just a layer of protection for her.

At this moment, Zhao Xueer let go of his long legs, and Yingren's head broke free from the ground. With his flesh and blood, his facial features twisted, he stared at Zhao Xueer: "Little Bicu, if it wasn't for your sneak attack, I would never be defeated. !"

"Let me go, or the Dragon Pavilion will bear the wrath of the Black Prison until everyone in the Dragon Pavilion sheds blood!"

Zhao Xue'er trampled down again, and Ying Ren's thigh was directly crushed.

"Uh!--"

The shadow blade twitched in pain, and let out a scream like a pig.

Zhao Xueer asked coldly: "I ask you, was the Xia country woman who was besieged by you last night captured by your black prison?"

Shadow Blade cried out in pain: "I don't know... I don't know, I really don't know, that was a mission initiated by the top ten killers in the black prison, I don't have the right to know! Miss Zhao, spare your life!—"

"After that woman killed the powerhouse in our black prison last night, she made a phone call, and then took the flying sword towards the strait. She should be preparing to return to England."

"However, I have a top-secret information here, which should be related to the disappearance of the Oriental woman."

Qin Fan pricked up his ears.

Zhao Xueer also raised the long legs that stepped on the latter: "Speak."

Shadow Blade said: "There is an oriental face who secretly cooperated with our killer in the black prison, asking us to provide the whereabouts of that President Xia 24 hours a day, and the price is as high as one billion pounds. This happened three weeks ago."

"It was a young boy from Barcelona who took over this task. When we were drinking together, he personally told me two days ago."

Qin Fan's face sank when he heard this.

Oriental faces?

This new information, he had not thought about it before, it may be the power of the domestic cultivation world to deal with Xia Qinglan. Phoenix blood has always been a holy relic dreamed by the ancient royal family.

But Xia Qinglan left the Xia Kingdom this time on a secret trip, and no one knew about it except for the core staff of Phoenix Mountain.

If it is really the power of the Eastern Cultivation Realm, then the trouble will be big.

When Zhao Xueer heard the words, she was silent for a moment, and finally sneered: "What kind of intelligence is this?"

"go to hell."

After speaking, Zhao Xue'er volleyed with a punch, and with a bang, Shadow Blade's head exploded and he was killed on the spot.

"Why kill him?"

Qin Fan, who was thinking, suddenly woke up, and it was too late to stop him.

Zhao Xueer said solemnly, "I'm sorry, I didn't control my temper."

"In the past five years in our Dragon Pavilion, one hundred and ninety-two core executives have been assassinated by black prison killers. This is why I was able to become a branch hall master at a young age."

"My father was strangled by the top five killers in the dark prison, and the shadowblade, who ranked tenth in the dark prison, also participated."

"So, the killer of the black prison, of course I catch one and kill one."

Qin Fan took a deep breath: "Next time, before you kill someone, remember to communicate with me first."

Zhao Xueer snorted coldly and said, "I do things in the Dragon Pavilion, and I don't need you, a little brat, to point fingers."

"If you don't believe that our Dragon Pavilion can help you find out the whereabouts of President Xia, you can leave now, and the 10 billion will be returned to you."

Qin Fan frowned slightly. He still needed Zhao Xue'er's help for the time being. He didn't tear his face with her. He immediately went to the corpse to search, and got Yingren's mobile phone.

The mobile phone is an elderly phone used ten years ago, and it does not have a password lock function. Qin Fan opened it and saw a text message that he did not have time to delete. It was sent just a minute ago and has not been read yet.

However, the content is a string of garbled characters, which should be the unique contact information of the dark prison.

Zhao Xueer glanced at the garbled characters, and then breathed very fast: "This is an urgent order from the Dark Prison Master to let the top 30 killers in the Dark Prison list gather in England?"

"Could it be related to President Xia?"

Qin Fan frowned: "Are you sure?"

Zhao Xue'er said: "The dark prison suddenly gathers in England. There must be something big to happen. Maybe President Xia found the headquarters of the dark prison and is going to kill him to take revenge?"

"The dark prison will gather only when it encounters a crisis of extinction."

"I'm going to England soon. You can stay in Rotterdam and wait for the news. This is my number."

"I'll have someone come and pick you up."

After giving the number, Zhao Xueer took a private helicopter and left, all the way west.

Qin Fan also felt that Zhao Xue'er's words made sense, and immediately stepped on the flying sword, turning into a white rainbow that pierced the sky and the earth, and flew towards the west.

On the helicopter, Zhao Xue'er also saw this white rainbow running through the night sky, and she was shocked: "So fast! What is this? Test firing of hypersonic weapons?"

It was five o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Qin Fan had already visited the British Isles, and then came to Windsor Castle with a disappointed face.

"There is no trace of the jade talisman on Sister Qinglan's body in the British Isles. She seems to be really missing."

Qin Fan was in a particularly bad mood, and then made a phone call to Qin Yinuo in China: "Herit, the regent, is in Windsor Castle?"

Qin Yinuo said: "Today is the regent's baptism day. A red-clothed archbishop of the Holy See of Light will come to Windsor Castle to baptize him in person."

Qin Fan looked around, and outside Windsor Castle, there were luxury cars, rich and powerful, and gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, all of them were Anklu faces.

Three thousand Royal Guards ride on tall horses and are personally responsible for security and inspections.

"It's good to be here." Qin Fan nodded, hung up the phone, and walked towards the gate of Windsor City Gate.

"Brother Qin." At this moment, a familiar voice came.

Qin Fan looked back and saw Zhao Zhilong, next to the blond beauty he saw last night.

Qin Fan's voice was indifferent: "Brother Zhao also came to the banquet?"

Zhao Zhilong came over and said with a warm smile: "Today is the day of the Regent King Herit's bathing in the Holy Light. I came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Nanou Branch of the Dragon Pavilion. I wonder if Brother Qin has an invitation? If not, I can bring it with me. You go in."

Qin Fan shook his head: "No, but I don't need it either."

As soon as she finished speaking, the blond beauty Hamia cast a cold look and sneered in the lame Xia Guo language: "Darling, each invitation can only bring one person, do you want to leave me?"

"Tonight's banquet requires formal attire. Look at his clothes. He is not a gentleman at all, and he has no respect for the owner of the castle. Even if you bring him in, the Royal Guard will not allow him to enter. Maybe he will give birth to you. gas."

"Let's ignore this countryman, shall we?"

Qin Fan said: "You guys go first, don't worry about me."

Hamia looked proud.

Zhao Zhilong was a little embarrassed, and immediately nodded: "Well, if Brother Qin needs any help, you can call me at any time."

"By the way, my cousin will also come later. You can go in with her."

He talked to Zhao Xueer on the phone in the morning, and the latter complained to him about this little Mr. Qin, saying that the other party was very uneducated and liked to point fingers at others.

Therefore, cousin Zhao Xueer came to the British Isles without Mr. Qin at all.

Such a person, Zhao Zhilong also does not want to have a deep friendship with him.

After seeing the two enter the castle, Qin Fan's consciousness also enveloped the entire castle.

Windsor Castle is very large, a typical product left over from the era of the unity of church and government in the Middle Ages, with the luxury and dignity of the royal castle, and the sacred solemnity of the Church of Light.

Qin Fan's consciousness passed through the winding corridor and came to a church.

At this time, dozens of nuns gathered in the church as vast and tall as a basketball court.

A fat man with a hooked nose and a bald head, wearing a church robe, knelt in front of the statue of the Goddess of Light, praying devoutly on his face.

This person is the regent of the Windsor royal family, Herrit, who is second only to the Queen.

"God, please give me holy light to guide the way forward for the world!"

In front of him was a sixty-year-old cardinal with a kind face, holding a black cross and whispering loudly.

From time to time, the stone statue of the Goddess of Light suddenly opened its eyes, and there were streaks of peaceful holy light in the eyes, illuminating the vast and tall church, and it was holy and bright.

"Miracle! It's a miracle!" Seeing the divine light coming, Prince Herrit burst into tears with excitement.

Herit is not a devout believer. He has been baptized ten times before, and the Goddess of Light has not given the Holy Light.

This is his first time to attract the Holy Light.

The holy light penetrated the building, and soon the entire castle was shrouded in golden holy light, like a sacred place.

"Ah!"

Tens of thousands of devout devotees gathered outside, exclaimed and knelt down to worship the miracle of the Holy Light.

Many people with chronic diseases, after bathing in the Holy Light, find that their bodies are improving and the pain is disappearing.

This caused the whole castle to fall into a sensation.

At this moment, the wind and clouds changed color, and endless dark clouds gathered, quickly covering the entire sky of Windsor Castle, turning day and night upside down.

The mighty holy light seemed to be restrained and quickly dimmed.

The dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and in a blink of an eye, the castle was less than a hundred meters away, with lightning and thunder, and the sky and the earth roared.

Some lightning had already fallen from the clouds, hitting the lightning rod at the top of the castle.

This dark cloud seemed to shroud the hearts of everyone, forming an unimaginable sense of oppression. The group, who had been elated just now, suddenly fell into panic.

"Day and night reversed? What happened?"

At this time, Zhao Xueer, who had just arrived near the castle by helicopter, broke out in a cold sweat when she saw such a shocking phenomenon.

In the church, the Regent King Herit and the Cardinal Archbishop ignored them.

Because at the entrance of the church, there is the face of an oriental youth standing at the moment, walking slowly.

Wherever he passed, the Holy Light did not dare to approach, and the tide kept retreating.