At the moment of the flash of lightning, Xiao Chen quickly withdrew his palm and jumped back suddenly, and at the same time used the power of his whole body at this moment.

A loud "boom" sounded, everything nearby was wiped out in an instant, and a terrifying force surged, even if he used all his strength, he was still shocked and flew backwards at this moment.

Standing firm, he flicked his sleeves and waved away the smoke and dust in front of him, the man in black had also disappeared, and at that moment just now, it was the power of the man in black.

He didn't expect that someone had already set a ban in these twelve primordial gods, and once someone tried to forcibly spy on their primordial gods, then the primordial gods would "blow themselves up".

If it weren't for the fact that he noticed the abnormality in time, I am afraid that he would have disappeared like the man in black, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little thrilled, who did these twelve people obey, and that person was so powerful......

Brushing away the smoke and dust around him, he returned to the place just now, trying to find a trace, but the corpses of those black-clothed people just now had already been blown to ashes, leaving nothing behind.

Looking around, he found only a sharp black fragment left behind by the demonic sword.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, picked up the fragment of the demonic sword, stared at it for a moment, put it into his sleeve, put on his robe and hat again, and went forward.

In this vast four fields, there is no life within a radius of ten miles, the grass and trees have withered, and there are even some places where there is still the dead air just now, and it looks very strange.

Xiao Chen raised his palm and looked at the wisps of residual death qi in his palm, what is this power to manipulate life and death, he doesn't know now, whether it's good or bad, and he doesn't know.

After traveling a hundred miles, he still did not let down his vigilance, although he did not know the identities of the twelve black-clothed men just now, but at least he knew that his identity had been exposed, and the fragments of the ancient heavenly book were things that both thought about the good and the devil, and I was afraid that his troubles would follow one after another.

By now, he finally understood why Shen Jing insisted on giving him the Ninety-Nine Blood Needle, this seemingly peaceful world, the turbulent undertide hidden behind it, he could not understand in the past, who was the person who framed him in the first place, he still doesn't know, in short, everything is not as simple as it seems.

......

Three days later, he came to an ancient town, and after running for days, he was physically and mentally exhausted, so he found an inn to stay, and at night, suddenly a gust of wind sounded outside the window, and immediately made him sober up: "Who!"

Now his divine sense is no longer comparable to the original, if it is an ordinary wind and grass, he can naturally distinguish it, but the wisp of breath just now is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Whew!"

With a flicker, Xiao Chen immediately unfolded his body and chased out, outside in the dead of night, the sky was as black as ink, a silver moon hung obliquely, the cold wind gusted, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the black shadow went outside the courtyard, and it was fleeting.

Xiao Chen immediately locked the person's breath, and with two fingers, he instantly condensed a blood needle, and his footwork was even more extreme, and he was chased outside the town in an instant.

Twenty or thirty miles away, the figure finally stopped, faintly visible, the man, like him, also wearing a black robe, with his back to him at the moment, as if he had deliberately lured him here.

Xiao Chen also stopped, stared at the man, and said coldly: "Your Excellency brought me here late at night, what is the so-called matter?" ”

"Don't be nervous, you and I are not enemies. ”

The man turned around, and under the robe, there was a slightly old face, but his eyes were not cloudy, and it could be seen that this person was a peerless master.

Xiao Chen did not relax any vigilance because of his words, and the blood needle in his right hand was still hidden under his sleeve robe, and today, he has become less likely to trust anyone easily, and his tone is still cold: "The old gentleman invited me here late at night, I don't know what it is." ”

The black-robed old man put his hands behind his back and said for a long time: "Xiaoyou's current situation is very dangerous. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's eyes condensed slightly, and the blood needle in his hand tightened a little, but his eyes still looked very indifferent: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

The old man took a deep breath, turned around, looked at the faint mountains under the cover of the night, and said, "The death of those people was not killed by Xiaoyou, nor was it killed by Hua Weiyang. ”

"Oh?"

Xiao Chen stared at him again and asked, "In this way, the old gentleman knows who died at the hands of those people in the first place. ”

The old man did not answer his words immediately, but asked rhetorically, "Little friend...... Can you guess a few points?"

Xiao Chen was silent, the incident was confusing at the beginning, but he was sure that the people of all factions were definitely not killed by the people of the Mercy Flower Palace, and they were not even killed by those people in the Demon Dao of the Demon Heaven Sect......, but in the whole world, who would know the master's Bi Xiao swordsmanship?

The night breeze was light, and the robes of the two of them fluttered gently, and after a long time, the old man said slowly: "That person is from the Gate of Heaven." ”

Hearing the word "Tianmen", Xiao Chen's eyes did not have a trace of waves, and his face was unusually calm, but the old man's next sentence made his expression change slightly.

"The sect you used to belong to also has that person's people. ”

This sentence finally made him change color, but soon, he recovered again, with a cold face, as if everything now, Xuanqingmen had nothing to do with him anymore.

The old man turned around, looked at him and said, "The silver needle in Xiaoyou's hand, can you take it back at this moment?"

Xiao Chen was still silent, with a slight strength in his palm, the blood needle immediately disappeared from his hand, and returned to the needle bag, and after a long time, he heard him say: "Who is that person." ”

The old man took a deep breath and said meaningfully: "The time has not yet come, and when the time comes, you will naturally understand that you cannot be his opponent now." ”

"Why did the senior come to me tonight? ”

At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes were still cold and cold, and retracting the blood needle did not mean that he had completely trusted the person in front of him, and the origin of the person in front of him was by no means simple.

The old man looked at him and said slowly: "I just said that Xiaoyou's situation is very dangerous now. It would be easy for that man to kill you now, and his strength, in any way, is beyond your imagination at the moment......"

Listening to him, Xiao Chen kept staring at him, trying to find some slight changes in his face, but from beginning to end, there was no change on the old man's face.

"That senior, what do you want me to do. ”

"Leave the Five Domains of Xianyuan, the sooner the better. ”

The old man looked at him, and at this moment, the expression on his face finally became very solemn, and he continued: "This is the only way you can save your life at the moment. ”