Chapter 1627

Liu Pofeng is dead.

He was very frightened before he died, but he passed away peacefully.

In his drunken dream, he realized all his revenge on Lin Beichen in a trance.

Finally, it turned into a stiff body.

Lifeless.

Stiff, but also without any injuries.

The state of death is very strange.

"What kind of poison is this? You want me to taste it?"

Wu Shanglong was frightened.

Thinking of Lin Beichen holding the wine for him to try, he felt like he had just passed by death.

Lin Beichen laughed and said, "Look, I'm scaring you. I'll give you something to drink... Come on, Mao Zi, start walking."

Lin Beichen took out two bottles of Maotai, handed one to him, drank the other by himself, and opened the bottle cap.

Wu Shanglong took it and looked doubtful.

Lin Beichen said angrily: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. This thing is not easy to grab. I used all my strength to grab two bottles in so many days. Giving you one bottle is really a big loss. Don't be ungrateful." "

Rob?

Wu Shanglong didn't know how to complain.

He opened the bottle cap and suddenly felt a refreshing aroma of wine. It was completely different from the aroma of the wine that was force-fed to Liu Pofeng before, and it was dozens of times stronger in an instant.

He tried to take a breath, and suddenly his courage doubled, and he felt as heroic as fighting to the death with his ancestor.

"This wine... can strengthen courage?"

he said in surprise.

Lin Beichen said with a smile: "It not only strengthens courage, but also sterilizes and disinfects...well, it eliminates all negative effects and gives you the illusion that I am strong, so that you can happily send it away."

Wu Shanglong: "..."

No wonder they say you should drink in moderation.

It turns out that drinking too much wine can really kill you.

Lin Beichen didn't dare to drink more, for fear that he would become too brave. He took a few more sips, capped the bottle, and said: "The overall situation outside is already in chaos. It won't be long before you have to shine. Seniors in the Forbidden Army." , have you all been contacted?"

Wu Shanglong slapped his chest and said: "Don't worry, I have already done as you said. Now the forbidden troops in the Prison of All Races have been connected. I heard that you are the Emperor's Crown Prince, and I heard that you were possessed by His Majesty the Emperor." After what happened, the major legions and commanders have all reached an agreement and are willing to take action. When the time comes, as long as you introduce the enemy, you can swarm them and kill them."

"Naisi."

Lin Beichen was overjoyed: "Good brother, I saw you right. You are really someone who will achieve great things."

With the support of these old Forbidden Army members, the next various plans will be much more stable.

There are some strong men in the ancestral realm in the Forbidden Army. Although they are not among the twenty-four bloodlines of the human race, their conquest strength is enough to fight against the ancestral ancestors.

This is an amazing force.

When the time comes to suddenly enter the game, if the arrangement is good, it can be enough to turn the tide of the battle.

"By the way, this thing is a great treasure. Holding it on your body means you have an extra life. If Liu Pofeng hadn't been brought into this prison space of all races this time, he could definitely use this thing to escape, Xiao Longlong. , I will leave such a precious treasure to you, who makes you my best and dearest brother."

Lin Beichen said, took out the treasure [Blood Cloud Map] and handed it to Wu Shanglong happily.

Wu Shanglong was immediately moved: "Good brother, show loyalty."

Lin Beichen's heart was bleeding.

It's not that he is poor and generous.

This object belongs to the Blood Demon Ancestor. It was refined using the peeled skin from the Blood Demon Ancestor's back. Although it is very rare and precious, it can easily react with the Blood Demon Ancestor. It is not safe to hold on oneself and can easily become stolen goods.

So let’s leave it to Wu Shanglong.

If the Blood Demon Ancestor discovers it then, he will be able to blame Wu Shanglong without hesitation.

"Good brother, I'll leave the matter of the Imperial Guard to you."

Lin Beichen patted Wu Shanglong's shoulder heavily again and said, "I have to go back quickly, otherwise I will be suspected."

"Brother, don't worry."

Wu Shanglong's chest was slapping loudly.

…

…

The eighth hall.

Small world space.

There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine islands of different sizes floating on the surging sea of ​​blood.

The island in the middle is as big as the land.

The ancestor of the Blood Demon, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the column in the center of the island, suddenly had a sudden impulse and suddenly opened his eyes. He counted lightly with the five fingers of his right hand. He vaguely noticed something and sighed: "This is the fate of the disaster. I will save you for once." , it is impossible to protect you, a scoundrel, who will risk your life because of your own cleverness."

The Blood Demon Ancestor's expression was indifferent.

It was originally because Liu Pofeng was his direct disciple in his early years that he stepped forward to save his life. Unexpectedly, this disciple was so ignorant of current affairs that he even left the territory of the Eighth Hall to cause trouble, and ended up dead. Burial place.

Although it was impossible to figure out the specific cause of Liu Pofeng's death, the Blood Demon Ancestor easily guessed that it must be related to Li Shaofei.

The rise of this son has been completed. According to the common derivation of the Blood Demon Ancestor and several other ancestors, the conclusion is that this son has great hope of becoming an important chess piece for the Holy Clan to break the situation. However, in a short period of time, it has failed. It's impossible to move.

Ben is already very indulgent, but he doesn't seem very sensible.

Even though Liu Pofeng was at fault, he had already said hello before, but this man killed him without hesitation.

It has to be beaten and beaten.

"Come here, please convey my decree and invite Li Shaofei, the great eldest minister, to come to the residence of the sacred cabinet to discuss matters."

A voice came out.

Zhenlong, the direct disciple who was waiting outside, immediately transformed into a rainbow and flew out to deliver the message.

A moment.

The eldest disciple Zhenlong returned and knelt outside the practice area.

, said respectfully: "Reporting to the ancestor, Li Shaofei, Li Lingqi, is in retreat and cannot receive your decree."

"When will you leave seclusion?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor frowned slightly.

Zhenlong said: "As soon as three to five days."

The Blood Demon Ancestor nodded slightly.

But I heard Zhenlong say again: "Three to five hundred years later."

"Um?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor’s voice deepened.

Zhenlong said quickly: "These are the words Li Shaofei left to the outside world when he was in seclusion."

The Blood Demon Ancestor said: "Go and guard."

"Disciple, obey."

Zhenlong had no choice but to leave the Eighth Hall and go to the headquarters of the Ouchi organization. Outside Lin Beichen's retreat, she stood guard like a stone statue quietly, letting the passers-by look at her with strange eyes.

With his status as the senior brother of the Eighth Palace and his nearly ancestor-level cultivation, he has long transcended the world, but now he has to do such a thing. Although he does not dare to be dissatisfied at all because of the ancestor of the Blood Demon, it is somewhat delayed. While practicing, I couldn't help but secretly hate Li Shaofei in my heart.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

Zhenlong's heart gradually became agitated, and she exuded a terrible aura that no one could enter. The pressure was so overwhelming that many people in the palace were afraid to approach.

Noon on the sixth day.

Rumble.

The stone door of the retreat room slowly opened.

Lin Beichen walked out of it.

"Um?"

He immediately felt the hostile and coercive atmosphere outside. He couldn't help but frown, his eyes fell on Zhenlong, and he said in an unkind tone: "Who are you?"

Zhenlong said directly: "I am the Eighth Blood Demon Point Senior Brother Zhenlong. I am waiting for you here under the orders of my master. The master's decree calls you to go..."

"Stop it."

Lin Beichen stared at him and said: "Since you are here to convey a message, why do you act like this? I don't care who you are, you have to pay the price for releasing such a coercive atmosphere and being arrogant and domineering in our headquarters."

Zhenlong couldn't help but sneer.

How dare a young man who is proud of himself for a moment dare to be so trustworthy?

He suddenly raised his head and stared into Lin Beichen's eyes, his cultivation was running smoothly, and he was about to release the pressure and teach this young boy a lesson.

But at this moment, an overwhelming terrifying pressure burst out from Lin Beichen's eyes, rushing towards his face, instantly disintegrating all Zhenlong's momentum. He was so shocked that all thoughts in his heart were despaired, and there was only endless hope. The panic was like a vast ocean, seeming to drown me.

This kind of power...

The ancestral realm!

This is clearly a level of power that only Master has.

Zhenlong was stunned for a moment.

Is this young boy already at the ancestor level?

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