The King City of Hundred Races is located on the edge of the **** world, on the southern edge of the dark triangle star field. It was built by 137 small clans and stretched for thousands of miles in the starry sky.

In terms of defense, in terms of grandeur, it is not much worse than the top ten **** cities in the **** world.

This star field is home to hundreds of big worlds and thousands of life planets.

Eight white-feathered peacocks, pulling a lavishly decorated saint, marched into the city. The holy light of the frame is shining, decorated with various exquisite accessories, such as blue-patterned gourd, snow grass, holy chalcedony..., which demonstrates the holy car owner's longing for beauty and the pursuit of exquisite life.

The man who drove the car was a man who was wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat. He was not very particular about the temperament of the holy car.

It's a pity that the man lowered the hat so that no one could see exactly what he looked like.

"stop!"

The holy car stopped outside a casino opened by the Yasha tribe. The black-robed man raised his head slightly and looked at the copper-cast gate of the casino. Outside the gate stood a group of powerful men in the holy realm wearing black armor with a strong aura.

In the holy car, a pleasant voice sounded: "Why are you stopping here?"

"Wait for a friend." The black robe man said.

Not long after, an old man with a disheveled hair and a hunchback came out of the casino happily and kept stroking the space bracelet on his wrist. Obviously, he won a lot and he was in a beautiful mood.

The sacred monks of the Yasha tribe who guarded the gates of the casinos all showed a greedy light in their eyes.

They knew how many sacred stones this old guy had won in the casino, and the general manager of the casino was already furious.

The humpbacked old man glanced at them, deliberately pretending to be very scared, and said: "Your Yasha clan is the largest clan in the city of a hundred clan, with the most credibility, won't you do anything black?"

A strong saint king of the Yasha tribe said: "Of course not."

"That's good, that's good, scared to death!"

The hunched old man walked down the stairs weakly and was about to leave. Not far away, a voice sounded: "Seven hands!"

The hump-backed old man's smile disappeared instantly, his eyes became deep and terrifying, looking in the direction of the sound, he saw the gorgeous white-feathered peacock saint car and the black-robed man lying halfway at the door of the car.

He could see through his true body, what is the origin of the other party?

It should be known that the seven-handed old man has survived the tribulation, and his spiritual power has reached the seventieth level.

The seven-handed old man was not afraid. He walked over and probed the opponent with mental power, but the spiritual power released was like a stone sinking into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

"Dare to ask you where is sacred?" Seven-handed old man asked cautiously.

The man in the black robe looked very lazy. He stretched out a finger and propped up the bamboo hat, revealing half of his extremely handsome face.

The seven-handed old man was surprised and happy, and quickly bowed to salute, and said, "It turns out that it's brother, seven-handed visit to brother!"

The black robe man is not who Zhang Ruochen is.

In Xinghuantian's battle, Zhang Ruochen shocked the world, not to mention invincible in the same realm. It can be said that all the strong men in this Yuanhui can not be raised up. How can the seven-handed old man dare to neglect?

The seven-handed old man became a teacher after worshiping the blood. Although he is a registered disciple, his seniority is placed here, no matter his age is older than Zhang Ruochen, he directly called out "Brother".

Zhang Ruochen lowered the hat on his head and said, "You don't stay in the **** sky tribe, why did you go to the Hundred Clan King City to gamble? You won't lose the face of the gods if you win a group of holy cultivators' stones?"

The seven-handed old man smiled and said, "Isn't I changing my figure and appearance?"

"Do you know how I found you? Because you used mental power when you gambled." Zhang Ruochen said.

The seven-handed old man flattered: "That's because the spiritual power of the senior is so high, even my spiritual power **** can't hide your perception."

Zhang Ruochen said: "There are many gods in the city of a hundred tribes, and among them are better than me, no. Can you hide from them?"

"Characters of that level would not focus on me, a 70th-order spiritual god. Besides, I came to the casino to help Master Pluto inquire about news. I was doing business, not like a night tour. It’s so idle."

While the seven-handed old man raised himself, he did not forget to step on the Master Night Tour.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Uncle Liu also came to the city of a hundred families?"

"Senior brother don't know? I thought that the senior brother came for this too." The seven-handed old man showed a surprised expression.

Zhang Ruochen said, "It seems that something major has happened in this city of a hundred races. After entering the city, I already feel the atmosphere is extremely tense. The number of monks on patrol and their cultivation are far more than the last time they came to the city of a hundred races. .Let's go, take me to see Uncle Liu."

The seven-handed old man glanced at the saint car curiously, and asked, "Brother, I don't know where is sacred in this car? Should I bow down and worship?"

"When did your knees become as soft as Night Tour? You are a god." Zhang Ruochen said.

"In front of a real big man, what is a 70th-order spiritual power god? It is my glory to be able to bow down to the stalwart senior in the car."

With that, the seven-handed old man already knelt down and bowed to the saint.

Just kidding, what is Zhang Ruochen's status now, the god-envoy of the heavenly grandmother, the **** of the heavenly realm, who has suppressed the great god, such a character can only sit outside and drive, one can imagine how terrible the person in the car is.

Saying that the person sitting inside is Tianma, the old man with seven hands is absolutely convinced.

And this possibility is not small.

Zhang Ruochen sighed, "You are too affected by night travel!"

Zhang Ruochen drove forward slowly, letting the seven-handed old man sit next to him, and the seven-handed old man glanced in the car, not daring to live or die, and respectfully following by the car and leading the way.

He said: "Senior brother got the inheritance of the sword ancestor, doesn't he know nothing about the sword world?"

Zhang Ruochen moved in his heart and said, "Sword World, I naturally know it."

The seven-handed old man sighed: "Xing Huantian's battle, the senior brother used the sword spirit of the sword ancestor, and the six-handed divine sword handed down from the sword world, for a time, caused a sensation in the world, and made all sword cultivation crazy."

"The gods of Destiny Mountain Jingyun Pavilion pointed out that the sword spirit and six-handed divine sword of the ancestor of swords were obtained by the seniors in the south of the sword, and the south of the sword is a part of the ancient sword world, and is the south of the sword world."

Zhang Ruochen sneered in his heart. It was very easy for the Temple of Destiny to know that the soul of the sword and the six-handed sword came from the Temple of Origin. As the intelligence organization of the Temple of Destiny, Jingyun Pavilion is as famous as Xingtianya, Hongchen Peerless Building, and Feixiangu, so naturally you know more.

The seven-handed old man continued: "Gradually, the sword repairs under the sky moved after hearing the wind and gathered in this star field. They all wanted to go to the dark triangle star field to find the legendary sword world. It is said that there are ancient lost swords in the sword world. The temple not only contains a large number of kendo secrets, countless powerful kendo supernatural powers, but also legendary sword sources."

"In the past few years, there have been many monks who have entered the dark triangle star field, but none of them have come out alive. The monks who came out by chance are all jealous of them and never dare to break in."

"Originally, this sword tide gradually subsided, but not long ago, a major event occurred in the civilized world at the beginning of the day. Two hundred thousand years ago, the Qingping sword of Shangqing, a swordsman in Kunlun world, was born!"

Zhang Ruochen showed a strange color in his eyes, and said, "What is the relationship between the birth of the Qingping sword and the situation in the city of a hundred families?"

The seven-handed old man said: "Senior brother, don't you know that the master of Qingpingjian's previous generation, Shangqing, is a kendo monk who has stepped into the boundless realm?"

"So what?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Seven-handed old man said: "In the world, anyone who has become a **** of swordsmanship knows that the swordsmanship handed down by the ancestors of swords is lacking. It is almost impossible to reach the limitless state with swords alone. Even if there is in history, it is amazing. The presence."

"I don't know which party sent the news, claiming that Shangqing can step into the immeasurable realm, because it found the sword world in the dark triangle star field 200,000 years ago, and with the resources in the sword world, it succeeded in one fell swoop. "

"Some people believe this kind of chasing news?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"No one believed it."

The seven-handed old man's expression became a little nervous, and said: "But the dark temple has participated in it, and the movement is extremely loud. There are great swordsmanships coming to the city of Hundred Clan, and a large number of holy monks are dispatched from some small clans. Begin to explore the dark big triangle star field, hoping to find the sword world with the absolute huge human and material resources."

"In this way, those crazy sword repairs are even more sure of the existence of the sword world. Once they are found, they can fly into the sky and obtain countless resources and powerful sword inheritance."

"As for everything about the sword world, it is even more fascinating. Some people even claim that it is comparable to the heavenly big world~lightnovelpub.net~any clan in the **** world. If you find it, your strength will quickly increase and become the new supreme. One family."

"This kind of attraction can't be resisted by any force. No matter whether the sword world really exists or not, no matter whether the sword world is so rich or not, the major powers are moved by the wind and will not be left behind."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there must be a powerful force pushing behind it, perhaps the Dark Temple.

But this seems to be inconsistent with the interests of the dark temple.

"So Uncle Liu is here too?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The seven-handed old man said: "Master Hades [August 1] holds the magical sword handed down by the sword ancestor, and there may be some subtle interactions with the sword world. If the sword world really exists, how can the Xuejue family miss this feast? This time the Dazuzai directly dispatched a holy army to us."

"Not only that, even the Immortal Temple has gods coming to come in contact with Lord Pluto, ready to fully support him in exploring the dark triangle star field. Let people come out, things come out, and meet all needs."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and secretly said, exploring the dark triangle star field does not depend on the cultivation level, it needs to rely on manpower and material resources to pile up.

How many people will die?

"What action does the Temple of Destiny take?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Seven-handed old man said: "It's weird. Many news about the sword world came from Jingyun Pavilion. However, the Temple of Destiny was very restrained, and there was no action, and the calm was abnormal."

"The calmer the water surface, the more unfathomable the underwater."

Zhang Ruochen said: "The tail behind has followed, and it's all you provoke."

"It's just a few holy cultivators, I will solve it now." The seven-handed old man said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to live, maybe it can be of some use."

The seven-handed old man's eyes were strange, and he couldn't figure it out. What use can a few sacred monks of the Yasha tribe do?