Chaotic Sword God

The holy king of Longhumen rested in a secret cave for seven days, and left here after the wounds on his body recovered and healed. Unbelievable speed and silently go away.

After half a day, the holy king of Longhumen had appeared thousands of miles away, and finally entered the depths of a primitive mountain range.

In the depths of this primitive mountain range, in that untouched area, there is a villa that few people know about. The villa is completely silent, there is no sound coming out, and no one can be seen for a long time, but the ground is completely silent. The cleaned layer is unstained.

The holy king of Longhumen descended from the sky, suspended ten meters from the ground outside the gate of the villa, and said, "Longhumen came to visit Sihezhuang!" The voice of the holy king of Longhumen was very soft, but there seemed to be a strange An infinite magic power resounded in the whole world, echoing in every corner of the villa.

Sihezhuang, not many people know about it from the outside world, because it is a hermit sect. When recruiting disciples, people from Sihezhuang will go out and find suitable people with good qualifications to be admitted to the sect, so as to continue the incense of the sect.

As for the existence of Sihezhuang, only a few major powers and sects on Tianyuan Continent know about it, and the Holy King of Dragon Tiger Gate is one of them.

"It's great to have a friend from afar, Situ Qing, you haven't come to me for nearly a hundred years, come in quickly, we should have a good talk." The villa was still very calm, but there was a vigorous energy A powerful voice came from inside.

The holy king of Longhumen laughed three times, flew straight into the air, and finally stopped outside the imposing hall in the center of the villa. In front of the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe Already waiting there.

"Senior, the tutor is already waiting inside, please come in!" The middle-aged man whispered to the Holy King of Dragon Tiger Gate with great respect.

This middle-aged man only used the strength of the heavenly sage. In the eyes of the sage king, he was nothing. The sage king of Longhumen didn't even look at him, and walked in with his head held high.

This is a very simple hall. The walls made of wooden planks have been around for many years. They are simple and old, leaving traces of the years. It looks like a farmhouse. In the center of the hall is a very old round wooden table. An old man in a linen clothes is sitting there drinking tea leisurely. The fragrant tea fragrance permeates the whole hall. The first sip is refreshing, and at a glance, you know that it is not an ordinary product. This tea scent seems to be the only precious thing here.

The Holy King of Longhumen came in from outside, sat down unceremoniously opposite the sackcloth old man, looked at the old man who was slowly drinking tea, and said, "You really enjoy it, you haven't seen you for so many years, you still It's still like this."

"I've always been like this, I don't touch the dust, I don't touch the soil, I live the life I want to live, stay away from the strife of the mortal world, and just pursue the peak in my heart." The sackcloth old man laughed.

The holy king of Longhumen stared at the sackcloth old man tightly for a short while before sighing: "I can't see through you at all, and your strength has far surpassed mine."

"Only by letting go of your body and mind can you detach yourself and break through the many obstacles and shackles set up by heaven and earth, Situ Qing, a hundred years have passed, and your strength is still at the original state. In my opinion, you still make Longhumen a complete hermit. Come on, don't pay attention to the outside world, who cares who lives and who dies, who wins and who loses, everything has nothing to do with you, what is the difference between your semi-addicted state and joining the WTO." The sackclothed old man said calmly.

The Holy King of Dragon Tiger Gate was silent for a while, and said, "I'll talk about this later, Ge Qiu, in fact, this time I'm going to the Three Treasures Hall. I'm here to ask for something."

The sackcloth-clothed old man slowly drank the tea in the cup, gently placed the empty cup on the table, and said, "I know, I have seen that you have been severely injured not long ago, and it must have been there again. You're causing trouble outside."

The holy king of Longhumen nodded, his eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and said: "Ge Qiu, this time I hope you can help me, because my enemy is too terrifying, I dare not give him more The time is up, otherwise, I will die in the future."

"Alas!" The sackcloth-clothed old man sighed and said, "Situ Qing, you have too much resentment in your heart. It's not good for you to go on like this. You can resolve this matter if it can be resolved. There is no need to fight to your death."

Situ Qing, the holy king of Longhumen, shook his head and said, "Impossible. The enemy is a ruthless person who will retaliate against him. He has a deep resentment against me and cannot be resolved at all. Only one of him and I can survive."

Situ Qing paused, gritted her teeth, and said, "And I went to reconcile with a late-born junior in my capacity, let's not say whether the other party agrees or not, just I can't afford to lose face."

"Situ Qing, you know me well. Although we have a deep friendship, I won't help you kill." The sackcloth-clothed old man sighed softly.

"I know, Ge Qiu, I didn't want to ask you to help me kill. There are a total of three holy kings in the enemy, and the strongest are only in the realm of the third heaven. You only need to help me stop two of them." Situ Qing said, with a somewhat pleading tone.

The old man in sackcloth hesitated for a while, and said, "Okay, Situ Qing, I will help you this time because of the friendship between you and me. It doesn't matter at all, and I won't help you kill anyone."

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After negotiating the time with the sackcloth old man, Situ Qing, the holy king of Longhumen, left Sihezhuang, and then rushed in the other direction. After several hours of traveling, he finally came to a very hidden cave. middle.

In the cave, a torch was burning, and the beating flame illuminated and dispelled the darkness inside. In front of the fire, an old man in blue clothes was sitting cross-legged on a boulder with his eyes closed. He seemed to have entered. I went into deep cultivation, and I didn't even notice that outsiders had broken in.

Situ Qing did not suppress the sound of his footsteps. He walked into the cave step by step, looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the boulder, and said, "Bi Hai, thirty years have passed, how has your injury recovered?"

"It recovered more than 20 years ago, Situ Qing, tell me, what is your business with me?" The old man in blue, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, said, his voice very flat.

"Bi Hai, I, Situ Qing, took the initiative to find you this time. There is one thing I hope you can help with." Situ Qing said.

"You saved my life more than 30 years ago. At that time, I said that I owe you a favor, and I can help you do anything within my power unconditionally. This time, you will use this favor to make me Do you do something for you?" The old man in Tsing Yi still closed his eyes, not even looking at Situ Qing.

Situ Qing hesitated for a while. It was not an easy task to make the old man in green in front of him owe a favor. In his heart, he considered whether it was worth it to consume this favor and let him deal with Jian Chen.

"Forget it, this Jian Chen's talent is too terrifying, and it must be eliminated at all costs. It cannot be delayed any longer." Thinking of this, Situ Qing's eyes flashed a stern look, and she gritted her teeth: "Okay, Bi Hai, I Just use this favor you owe me to help me deal with someone."

"What is the strength of the opponent, and when will he do it!" The old man in Tsing Yi said indifferently.

"It's just a younger generation. You can easily kill him. The sooner you can do it, the better. It's best to pass it now." Situ Qing said.

"If that's the case, then let's go." The old man in green clothes finally opened his eyes, and his body fell silently to the ground.

"Bi Hai, after this incident, why don't you come to our Dragon Tiger Gate." Situ Qing looked at the old man in Tsing Yi with some hope.

The old man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said expressionlessly: "My enemy is so powerful that even I can't deal with it, let alone your Dragon Tiger Gate, aren't you afraid that this will bring disaster to your Dragon Tiger Gate? "

Hearing this, Situ Qing's expression changed slightly, and she stopped talking immediately. Although he really wanted to win over such a superb expert, the latter's enemy also made him extremely fearful, and he did not dare to take this risk.

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In the flame mercenary group, Jian Chen, Nubis and Jadetai have been sitting here for the past few days. On the one hand, they are to prevent the Holy King of Longhumen from attacking again, and on the other hand, they form a huge deterrent and suppression. The rest of the big clans and powers will prevent them from adding trouble to the process of mining tungsten alloy ore for the flame mercenary group.

Now that there are three powerful saint kings sitting in the town, the flame mercenary group has become extremely confident, and began to work with great fanfare to mine tungsten alloy ore. Alloy mines, almost every day, can harvest massive amounts of tungsten alloys, making countless people greedy.

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