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Chapter two hundred and fortieth cold heart

Wang Daoling lurked until the two separated, then quietly followed the figure of the remnant Su family named Su Zhaoan, and followed a secret stronghold hidden in the valley.

He left a spiritual sign outside the stronghold, then quickly left, turning back to the base of Yuecangmen in Xiangnan Road. It seemed that his trip to Tianluo Road would be pushed back.

Luo Tianpeng's first reaction when he heard this news was that he didn't understand. He looked at Wang Daoling and asked strangely: "Why didn't you kill two people on the spot? Even if that mysterious man has a higher cultivation level than you, it shouldn't be difficult for you to kill the remnants of the Su family's Kuishan Hall afterwards, right?"

"I originally planned to do it, but then I had an idea temporarily, so I stopped it!"

Wang Daoling is now familiar with Luo Tianpeng, so he is not so restrictive and has no nervous statement of his reason: "Old ancestor, don't you think this is a good opportunity?"

Luo Tianpeng was stunned for a moment when Wang Daoling asked this question, and then fell into deep thought.

"Aren't you afraid of choking yourself if you can't eat it in one bite?"

Luo Tianpeng understood what Wang Daoling meant, but he still asked a little worriedly.

"If we really want to have a wave of things that we can't catch, it doesn't matter whether we walk on the secret passage!"

Wang Daoling thought for a while and added: "If you really don't worry, you can cooperate with Zhengyi Sect. As long as you keep an eye on the remnants of Kuishantang named Su Zhaoan, you should be able to make a few big fish this time!"

In fact, Luo Tianpeng knew what Wang Daoling said, but because Wang Daoling had an excellent identity, the name of the Nine-Eyed Fox was based on the lives of several high-level monks.

"I just said you are lucky and you can encounter such a thing halfway through Tianluo Road..."

Luo Tianpeng was also convinced and pointed Wang Daoling: "I originally wanted to warn you not to join Tianluo Dao, but now it seems... I still have to let you go. With your luck, you might be able to do something unexpected and surprising!"

What can Wang Daoling say? This invisible and intangible saying of luck is indeed mysterious, but it actually exists.

After chatting for a few more words, Wang Daoling left, walked again on the original path and rushed to Tianluo Dao.

......

The road leading to Tianluo City is empty. The road, which was originally frequent trade and trade, is now much deserted. Occasionally, it is rare to see a caravan running by, and the scale is pitifully small.

It is said that the fight between the star cultivators will not affect the mundane world, but it really happens, and it is still super large-scale. How could it not have any impact?

After all, the Xingyue Continent has been peaceful for so many years, and the connection between the ordinary and the cultivation world has been too deep, and it is impossible to completely separate them, so the struggle between the star cultivators will inevitably affect the ordinary and the common people.

Wang Daoling’s goal is not the garrison of the Heaven of Changsheng, which must be one of the centers of the vortex.

The place he was going to is Tianluo City. Even if the struggle in the cultivation world would affect the mundane world, the city where a large number of mortals gathered still had some guarantees.

After all, the territory that neither side of the fight wants to take over is ruins, and life is withering?

But...this war...the bottom limit is beyond Wang Daoling's imagination!

Yes, war!

Wang Daoling looked at the destroyed Tianluo City, which was almost one-fifth of the time, and could only be described as the word war.

The air was filled with burnt smell. When Wang Daoling walked past the streets he had known before, there seemed to be the laughter of Fang Shiyu and Mo Hen when he was shopping.

The city where birds were singing and flowers was fragrant became ruins, with hissings and screams everywhere, and it looked like a scene of hell on earth!

When I passed through the destroyed city and came to other areas, the streets were no longer filled with people.

Many citizens fled from Tianluo City in panic. Anyone with some connections basically went to the countryside to take refuge.

Wang Daoling entered a restaurant that was still open, with only a few tables of guests inside.

He called the waiter and Wang Daoling ordered a few simple dishes, then pretended to be careless and asked: "I just came back, and Tianluo City has become like this. What's wrong?"

"The people from the foreign continent who were killed in Tiansha suffered losses and could not find their opponents. They vented their anger on the mortals in Tianluo City. Before leaving, they even said that if those people were still hiding, they would continue to destroy the city and kill people!"

"Then aren't you..."

"Where can you go? Fighting everywhere, the wilderness is even more unsafe than the city!"

"Work, say a few words, you're desperate!"

The shopkeeper's scolding came from the front desk, and the waiter stuck out his tongue and immediately left Wang Daoling's table.

No one came to grab the window position along the street again. Wang Daoling leaned on the windowsill and looked at the ruins in the distance. While drinking, his whole body became colder and colder as he drank.

At this moment, Wang Daoling's heart was cold. For the first time since he traveled to this world, he had the desire to destroy the urge for the first time.

With sharp blades in your body, the murderous intention arises.

Before he knew it, Wang Daoling had grown to a considerable state and could do some things he wanted to do.

So, Wang Daoling, who should have gone to Wanhua Valley as planned, lived in Tianluo City. The inn he stayed at was on the edge of the scars of the city.

On one side is a picturesque city, and on the other side are ruins with burnt smell.

For two consecutive days, Wang Daoling came to the same restaurant, sat in the same location, and ordered the same wine and food.

"Young Master, do you want to change some side dishes for you?"

On the third day, the waiter couldn't help but speak, "This store actually..."

"The time has come, hasn't it appeared yet?"

The arrogant voice that exploded in most cities came from the air.

From a distance, a middle-aged man stood above the ruins of Tianluo City, with his eagle-like eyes scanning the bottom: "A group of cowards, would you rather watch mortals die under my hands than show your face. Are you worthy of being the guardians of this land?"

Killing someone to kill his heart, the middle-aged man's words resounded throughout Tianluo City.

"Dog thief, I'll fight you!"

In the ruins, a white-haired old man held a long sword and looked up at the middle-aged man in the air without any timidity. The old man's family all died in the hands of the man a few days ago.

And that was just a ball of flame that he threw out casually.

"Ant, you dare to resist?"

The man in the air didn't even bother to look at the old man on the ground and shouted loudly again: "As long as you don't show up, I will erase this city from this world bit by bit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure shot towards him. All the desperate people in Tianluo City saw that the young brave man was wearing a mask and wearing a black flying sword, facing the air.

"Even Yukong has to use the star weapon to rush to die?"
Chapter completed!
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