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Chapter 1820 Black Market Stronghold

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    Hua Zangying¡¯s Qimen Fire Escape is so mysterious and unparalleled that in a moment, he takes Xue Chou thousands of miles away and appears in a desolate city.

    Hua Zangying gently shook the white fracture fan, a little surprised, and said to himself: "I didn't catch up."

    "I guess they are also very afraid of Young Master and don't dare to take risks." Xue Chou said with a smile.

    Hua Zangying was quite confident in his own strength and nodded lightly.

    Xue Chou said again: "It's a pity that the saint of the Chen family survived. This operation against the Chen family will definitely be exposed. Once the Chen family takes precautions, it will be difficult to succeed!"

    Hua Zangying smiled: "The Chen family saint must have been summoned back to the Eastern Territory Saint King's Mansion long ago. Even if he is killed, it will be meaningless."

    "That's true. As long as that thing has been destroyed, we can rest easy." Xue Chou said.

    "Shasha."

    The light wind blew on Hua Zangying¡¯s face.

    Hua Zangying noticed a subtle fluctuation of holy power, and suddenly stared at the ruins on the right.

    I saw a white-robed monk appearing on the broken wall at some point.

    The white-robed monk has white hair, giving people a sense of immortality.

    "What a powerful Qi-condensing technique. He was already within twenty feet of me before I discovered him." Hua Zangying was extremely shocked.

    Hua Zangying acted very calmly and said, "Who are you?"

    "Those who come will not come, and those who go will not go." The white-robed monk said solemnly.

    Hua Zangying's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he cupped his hands and said: "It turns out it's Senior Xingzhe, disrespectful and disrespectful."

    "Flower donor, this poor monk has made a special trip to pick you up. Let's go, everyone is waiting for you at Tianjue Pavilion." The white-robed monk named Qu Xingzhe said with a cheerful smile.

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    One of the five continents of the Holy City in the Eastern Region, the Snow Tribulation Continent.

    The 31st urban area is located on the northwest border of the Snow Tribulation Continent, close to the pole and covered by ice and snow all year round.  Although it is located in the Holy City of the Eastern Region, it is extremely desolate, with thousands of mountains and mountains covered in silver.

    One of the secret strongholds of the Black Market is built underground in the 31st City District. Non-core members of the Black Market Yipintang will never know where this place is.

    That day, Murong Yue was attacked and the sacred stone was taken away. She only managed to escape with a life-saving escape talisman, and then she hid here to recover from her injuries.

    She was sitting cross-legged on a holy jade bed, with her upper body exposed, and her skin was as white and flawless as gelatin.  However, under his right shoulder, there was a bloody hole the size of a wine glass.

    From the blood cave, black mist is constantly escaping, spreading in all directions like a winding horned dragon.

    An extremely evil force invaded her body. The wound never healed, but tended to get worse.

    "Wow!"

    A mouthful of dark red holy blood spit out from her mouth.

    The ground made a chirping sound, corroding a pit half a foot in diameter.

    "The powerful magic power has been corroded by my extreme Yin body and cannot be refined. If it were a Holy King with another body, I am afraid that he would have fallen into a pool of pus and blood long ago."

    A figure appeared in Murong Yue's mind.

    That figure was extremely thin, with a face as white as paper, and a body wrapped in iron chains, like a zombie.

    That person pointed his finger in the air, broke all her defenses, and injured her.

    In the past few years, Murong Yue did not compete for the position of the leader of the first-class hall in the black market. Instead, she was taken to an awakening sacred land by a mysterious person in advance. She was given the supreme opportunity to advance rapidly and reach the level of the Seven-Step Saint King.

    But even so, facing the strong men from the heavenly world, they are still vulnerable.

    She had a feeling of powerlessness and was quite lost.

    "Am I really the chosen one? Why can't I do anything in this chaotic world?"

    Murong Yue thought of what the mysterious man said when he took her to awaken the divine land: "You are the chosen one. Whether the Kunlun world can rise again, you will bear an important responsibility."

    What is a chosen one?

    Who was chosen?

    Who is that mysterious man?

    Murong Yue's heart was full of doubts. The other party didn't tell her anything. He just asked her to be born and experience, to hone herself in the troubled times and conflicts, to forge the immortal body as soon as possible, and to achieve the title of Great Sage.

    "After all, it is difficult to cultivate a truly strong person by pushing back the seedlings. Only by practicing hard one step at a time can the future have unlimited possibilities. However, there is no other way but to do this and leave it to Kunlun."bsp; Bai Yuejun¡¯s eyebrows revealed a strange brilliance.

    Suddenly, the black mist that invaded Murong Yue's body became active.  The faster the holy blood circulates, the faster the black mist invades.

    For a moment, black mist entered Murong Yue's sea of ????qi, causing her consciousness to become confused.

    Murong Yue knew that she could not hold on for much longer, so she thought silently in her heart: "Your Highness, where are you You must come here quickly Otherwise, I can only blow up the Holy Source and die with them"

    At this moment, Murong Yue placed all her hopes on Zhang Ruochen.

    Bai Yuejun let out a sharp laugh, turned into a series of afterimages, rushed in front of Murong Yue, pointed at the center of her eyebrows, wanting to control her holy soul and accept her as a slave.

    "Wow."

    The space trembled.

    A masked figure appeared beside Murong Yue out of thin air, and grabbed it with a flaming palm.

    "Kaka."

    Bai Yuejun¡¯s fingers were caught.

    Just when Bai Yuejun was stunned, the man wearing the mask broke his fingers, his figure became blurred, and hit him in the chest with a palm, sending him flying away.

    Bai Yuejun's body made a groove several miles long in the snow.

    The man wearing the mask stared at Feng Chengdao and snorted: "You are really the Temple of the Netherworld. Anyone who dares to snatch what I want or hurt me, today I will destroy your bones and spread your ashes." (Remember.  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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