Dark Pavilion.

Located in the southernmost street of Wangxuecheng.

Here are mixed with fish and dragons, there are desperate people, there are wanderers, the Breaking Bad, and the Dark Lou Hua Niang... The three religions and the nine streams are all here.

The entrance to the lower world is set in the dark pavilion.

Dada! Two handsome and handsome figures, dressed in luxuriously, walked in.

Everyone stopped and betted.

The young man, who was automatically flew over his neck and was obviously very timid, focused more on the boy wearing a blue robe.

Carrying a large eprus wrapped in gray cloth, it is easy to use at any time to prevent sudden changes. Lin Qing walked in this mixed area of ​​dragons and snakes without expression.

Ignore the greedy gaze that stares at myself.

Ignore the sudden quiet sound around me.

Just walk quietly like this.

Stopped in front of a thin old man with a hunched body, with a slim face that was as wrinkled as the bark of a tree.

"I want to enter the Qisha Building branch!"

The cold voice seemed to be about to freeze the human soul and the old man put down the cigarette pouch in his hand, opened his turbid old eyes, looked at Lin Qing who appeared in front of him, and grinned, "Young man, you are very brave, you dare to come here alone."

The cigarette pole swept the fingers of everyone, and the old man smiled gloomy, "Everyone dreams of wanting your life!"

As if to cooperate with the old man's words, everyone looked at Lin Qing with fierce light flashing.

As for the young man, his timid look was directly ignored by them except for some special hobbies.

"Not afraid!"

As he spoke, a more violent aura suddenly burst out from Lin Qing's body, and the murderous intent soared into the sky, making everyone except the old man change their colors.

The seemingly weak boy in front of him, the energy hidden in his flesh and blood made most of the people in the field sank.

The murderous intent on their bodies made them look like they were on their backs, and they did not have hundreds of lives on their hands. It was absolutely impossible for them to have such an oppressive aura.

"This is a cruel guy!"

This idea came to everyone's minds.

"They can't kill me!"

The thin lips opened lightly, the cold voice sounded, and the words were loud and loud. Everyone felt a chill behind their backs, as if they were being targeted by a hungry wolf.

Then, the entire Dark Pavilion was in an uproar and everyone was furious.

"Boy, what did you say? I'm impatient to live!"

The man with a bearded man with a butcher-like appearance shouted loudly and chopped the pig's head on the chopping board with one knife. Blood splattered, and his face was fierce.

"Young man, don't let go of your waist when you say a big talk, otherwise, my sister won't spare you easily!"

The beautiful woman who was holding a small smoke pot in her hand threw a charming look at Lin Qing. Her charming body suddenly moved, like a mature peach, exuding an attractive aura all over her body, and her smile was not enough to reach her eyes.

"In my opinion, how crazy this kid is? Just kill him directly. We can share the bounty he gets equally, and we can still make a fucking wave!"

A young man who was as thin as a sling could not hold back at first. He waved the bamboo pole in his hand and flew out from the hollow in pieces, as thin as a cicada's wing.

The cold light was cold and whistling in the air.

The flying knife broke through the sky, only a thread away from Lin Qing. When he saw the arrogant boy in front of him was about to be cut by himself, a smug smile appeared on the face of the young man who was thunderous.

It seemed as if I saw the scene of blood spurting from my throat.

At a critical moment, Lin Qing suddenly leaned back slightly, and the flying knife fell to the empty, heading towards the old man beside him.

The face of the young man Ma Gan turned pale in an instant.

Seeing that it was too late to stop, I suddenly heard a brittle ear sound of metallic attacks.

Dingling! When the young man of Magan knew nothing, he was flew backwards by a flying knife that he had slashed his throat with one knife. The speed was extremely fast. The flying knife rushed out a hundred meters, and no trace of blood was seen from his neck.

Bang! The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground sounded, and the young man Ma Gan opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground in disbelief, with a horrified expression on his face frozen.

Brush! The flying knife shot out flew back again, cut off the finger of the young man from the gang, and a storage ring fell into Lin Qing's hand and was put away by him.

He was skilled in movements, his plain expression never changed from beginning to end, and he didn't even look at the Ma Gan youth sideways.

It is obvious that he disdained the youth.

It also makes people see that he has done a lot of murder and robbery.

The entire dark pavilion is silent, and the needle can be heard.

Everyone was shocked. The Magan youth was a top-ranked master in the entire Dark Pavilion. Such an existence at the ninth level of the natal realm was killed by the young man in front of him.

Even everyone didn't see clearly how he took action.

This scene made everyone frightened, even the butcher and the beautiful woman lost their voices. To be honest, although they were confident that they could defeat the Magan Youth, they also needed to go through a fierce battle.

For a moment, the eyes of the boy were full of fear and fear, and the thoughts that had been earlier had long been thrown into the sky.

"Idol! You will be my idol from now on!"

Jin Canlan, the young man who followed Lin Qing into the place earlier, was stunned and came to his senses. He was in an instant and screamed, so excited that he felt that he really hugged a thick thigh this time.

This act of killing masters of the same level is like slaughtering chickens, which made him admire Lin Qing like a surging river, endless.

It is no less than his biological brother, the genius who can't even raise his head even if he can't raise his head.

"Now, can you enter?"

Ignoring the noisy Jin Canlan on the side, Lin Qing's eyes remained unchanged, staring at the thin old man and asked.

A trace of splendor burst out in the latter's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pulled, and the folds on his face suddenly looked like blooming chrysanthemums. Others couldn't see clearly, but he could see the movements of the boy in front of him.

Fast! Incredible fast! This kind of fast is not a pure quick move, but a quickness that is higher than the opponent's first mountain, and a crushing force.

The boy in front of me is an unquestionable master.

If the soul of life cannot come out, no one in the Tang Dynasty can control him.

"Can!"

The old man made a quick judgment on Lin Qing, and the cigarette pole in his hand tapped gently into the void behind him, as if a stone fell into the lake, and ripples suddenly appeared.

A swirling entrance appears.

"Thank you!"

Lin Qing took the lead and walked in.

Jin Canlan followed closely and followed him up, leaving him alone here. He was afraid that he would be chopped up by strange people around him.

The entire passage was pitch black, with only the night pearls embedded above projecting a slight ray of light.

After about half a stick of incense, the passage behind him suddenly disappeared, and the two appeared in a huge cave.

It was impossible to see the edge at first sight, as if the entire mountain belly was hollowed out.

Walking in the market with relatively dark light, Jin Canlang looked at this place and then. Most of the people here were covered in black clothes and dressed in darkness.

Some are selling strange poisonous medicinal materials in the forest of monsters, some are cutting out the five internal organs of monsters, squeezing them into blood, and some are selling forbidden products, which makes people fall in love with them, and some are even publicly auctioning Yuan soldiers. The details are written in detail, and they are obtained by killing elders or deacons of a certain major force.

Once this kind of thing is purchased, it means it will cause endless trouble, but it has attracted many people.

It is rare for people like Lin Qing and him to dress brightly.

At the market, many people were staring at them.

Jin Canlan was so scared that he followed Lin Qing closely and did not dare to leave.

His vicious face and cruel gaze made him creepy, and it was even more terrifying here than outside.

But Lin Qing was as if he was ignorant, and he was covered in a cold aura that made people frozen until their skin was broken. Wherever he passed, pedestrians couldn't help but make way.

Looking at Lin Qing, his eyes were filled with fear.

They have been living in the industry for many years, have rich experience and are stingy in their eyes, and they can see that Lin Qing is not easy to mess with.

Crossing most of the market, the two finally stopped in front of a building.

The entire building is only three floors, but it is made of a bloody wood in the southern border, like a building crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell, surrounded by a layer of blood and a thick evil spirit.

Three feet around, pedestrians walked around and hurriedly passed, as if there was a great horror hidden in the building.

Jingjing stood in front of the building for a few breaths. Lin Qing did not hesitate and stepped into the gate.

Looking around, there was nothing around, only in the middle, a person surrounded by black mist.

The moment Lin Qing came in, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and the dim space suddenly lit up.

A great pressure surged towards Lin Qing, as if he was hit by a mountain. Lin Qing made a muffled groan, a thump, half kneeled on the ground, making the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, forcibly swallowing the fishy sweetness in his throat.

Crack! The bones all over the body burst like fried beans. Lin Qing gritted his teeth, sweated on his forehead, exerted force, stood up from the ground little by little, and his spine gradually straightened.

The battle of the world was silently moving, compressed to the extreme momentum suddenly burst out from the body, like a sharp blade, tearing a hole in the sky covering the head.

Huh! The oppressive breath receded like a tide. Lin Qing was sweating profusely, panting heavily, with a pair of sharp eyes, staring directly at the Black Mist Man, collide with the other person's eyes, without giving in.
To be continued...