Chongyue Ancient Street, without wind or rain.

The long street is quiet.

Even Manchun Tower was quiet at this time, closing the door and closing guests.

Cultivator Yuanheng stood in the middle of the street, chanting constantly, and a layer of black blocks of magic power appeared on his body, and dark light was emitted from the flow.

At the entrance of the teahouse.

Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe stood side by side.

Looking at the movements of monk Yuanheng, keep quiet.

Suddenly, the blocky magic power on the surface of monk Yuanheng gathered into a group and suddenly exploded.

The black mana flow visible to the naked eye, like smoke, spreading to the surroundings, covering the center of the street and some nearby house areas.

Chen Qingyan's eyes were fixed, staring at the strange runes crackling in the palm of monk Yuanheng's palm, and his mind was shocked.

I found that my vision suddenly changed. I was still standing there, but what I saw, heard, and heard were different.

It was a thrill, it was raining heavily.

The earthy smell cannot cover up the strong smell of blood.

Wherever you see,

The corpses that were killing each other were lying on the ground, the boiling blood was washed away by the rain, but turned into a blood-colored waterfall, pouring from the sky into the center of the street.

It fell on that coffin.

Blood rain, no drop left was swallowed by the coffin.

Chen Qingyan felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

It's not because of the weirdness of the coffin.

It is because of the monk's methods.

If Xiao Ruitang's parents and the ancestor of the Xiao family came to use this method, the effect would be better than that of this Yuanheng monk.

Xiao family, do you know that Xiao Ruitang is dead now?

Will he come to Huangzhen to investigate the cause of death?

No matter what, Chen Qingyan felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

He can't be lucky.

Fortunately, seeing that the monk Yuanheng was trembling all over and looked weak and had his body hollowed out, I think this kind of magic that can be revisited in the scene is not so easy to use.

The reason why monk Yuanheng worked so hard is probably related to the rose tree and the hundred-year-old flower.

After all, this involves a treasure tree that is also very rare among the evil spirits.

By his side,

Fei Yihe leaned out his hand and tried to grab the rain falling from the air.

However, the touch is empty and there is nothing.

Seeing this, Chen Qingyan felt aroused in his heart and asked, "Brother Fei, how did this do it? What kind of martial arts and secret techniques are they?"

Fei Yihe took back his hand and said, "This is the power of time stone, not a secret technique of martial arts."

Chen Qingyan quickly searched his memories and never heard of time stone.

"Is there a lot of time stones like this?" he asked again.

"More?" Fei Yihe glanced at him speechlessly, "Time Stone is the treasure of the Yuanheng family. It has been dedicated to it for thousands of years. It is only one of them in the entire Northern Wilderness."

Chen Qingyan raised his eyebrows and tentatively said, "Can you not be able to do this now without time stone with the ability of a monk?"

He pointed to the scene presented in front of him.

"I don't know this."

Fei Yihe shook his head.

Chen Qingyan didn't ask any more questions.

He turned to stare at the monk Yuanheng and looked hard, but he didn't see any time stone.

Shortly after the two finished speaking, heavy rain, coffins, corpses and other things around suddenly disappeared, and the scenery returned to its previous appearance.

Cultivator Yuanheng strode over and said seriously: "I understand this matter. I will deal with it. You... take care of your mouth."

"Yes, sir."

Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe answered respectfully without thinking.

Cultivator Yuanheng nodded, then the escape light quickly disappeared into the night sky.

The two of them were left looking at each other.

"Sir, you should go after the corpse raising man."

Fei Yihe sighed.

"Is the Centennial Flower real?"

Chen Qingyan asked.

Cultivator Yuanheng said that this matter was clear, but he did not tell the two of them what he understood.

"Eight out of ten." Fei Yihe was very confident, "If it weren't for the hundred-sen flower, how could Lord Yuanheng be so anxious? Hehe."

The two colleagues are here tonight.

Even the corpse cannot be seen.

Fei Yihe looked heartless.

Chen Qingyan was also not sad. During his night patrol in Jugu City, he encountered more than once the sacrifice of his colleagues. Everyone did not have much feelings, so there would be no sadness.

"Wang Teng, I owe you a life."

Fei Yihe suddenly said seriously.

Chen Qingyan was stunned and took a closer look. Seeing that the other party's expression was not like a fake, he said:

"I've written it down."

Fei Yihe hugged his fists and continued, "If you have any problems in the future, you will not refuse if you don't want to go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire, and you will be able to do so."

Chen Qingyan nodded and did not continue talking about this topic.

They returned to the base before, but did not wake up the others, but reported directly to the Yuanheng monk who returned to the town yesterday, so the other Lingu disciples did not know what was happening on the street at this time.

Since monk Yuanheng said he wanted to control his mouth, it must be kept confidential.

The two discussed it and saw that it was still some time before dawn, so they returned to the teahouse to rest.

Before dawn, the night patrol tonight is not over.

Now when I wake up, I will not talk about it when I wake up others, but I will be asked questions and follow the truth.

It would be better to wait until dawn and go back. When someone asked, he pushed the matter to Lord Yuanheng. I thought that no one dared to ask more questions.

In the teahouse.

"You don't know that the big thing is going on?"

"I didn't hear it raining heavily?"

"I didn't hear it, I'll see it?"

"Are you asleep?"...

Chen Qingyan sat at the table, watching the waiter being caught by Fei Yihe not far away and kept asking questions, but remembered the previous scene.

He first heard of things like time stone.

Being able to recall what happened before is worthy of the word time.

According to Fei Yihe's statement, there is indeed no large number of such treasures, but Chen Qingyan did not believe it in such a large northern desert, only one time stone.

Unless, the Yuanheng monk family is extremely extraordinary.

Unless, monk Yuanheng is extraordinary.

Otherwise, how could such a precious treasure be carried with you?

Is there only Yuan Heng, the entire Yuan family?

Logically speaking, a family that has been passed down for thousands of years should not be.

However, it is not impossible.

The Zang Rongrong family is also a family of monks for hundreds of years. The so-called inheritance for thousands of years is nothing more than a monk from two to three generations. As long as there is one monk in each generation, it can become a thousand-year-old family.

Suppose that there is more than one stone of time, and the Xiao family also happens to have it.

Chen Qingyan couldn't help but think deeply.

Based on the time used by Yuanheng monks before, Chen Qingyan discovered that this ability was actually very limited.

1. The scope is not wide. Judging from the scope of the motives of Yuanheng, he barely covered the streets, teahouses and other areas, with a diameter of not even 200 meters, and he did not even complete the entire boundary of the Marun.

2. The time for recapture is limited. The time node for the time when the Yuanheng monk's time is about to be the time after he took Fei Yihe who was unconscious and left the Marunal Realm, and the battle has ended. Of course, it may also be that the Yuanheng monk did it on purpose, but if he could do it easily, he would definitely choose to recap from the beginning, right?

3. The scene presented in retrospect is strange. Like the scene seen with special glasses, the blood is red, but it is mixed with blue and purple light spots, and the face of the corpse is gray and black, which is completely different from what you see in reality, including air, houses, rain, etc.

The most important thing is that Chen Qingyan did not see the figure of the man in the hat, nor even any living person, and even the evil corpse in the mouth of the hat was gone.

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