Chapter 594

"See, this is the young master of the ancient Jiang family in the southern region. Who dares to block such travel style?"

"That's him. Yesterday, this young man was so terrible that he directly fought with a demon king and defeated him!"

"The Jiang family is really unfathomable. When I flew by yesterday, he was naked and had a strange animal tattoo on his right arm, which could move with the practitioner's breath!"

What they said, of course, is the tattoo on Chen Jie's body, which he specially tattooed in order to interfere with audio-visual.

In the street, many people whispered and felt frightened. Among them, there were some monks who were also four poles. They felt a sense of prestige on Chen Jie.

Along the way, many golden scale Knights came to escort Chen Jie. For a moment, the whole sky was covered with golden clouds.

At the gate of the main hall of the city, the old housekeeper came to meet him in person and laughed. As if he had seen his relatives, many people who stay here all the year round were stunned.

You know, the old housekeeper is the master's teacher. He doesn't talk much. He is old-fashioned and hard to smile. Even the master should be serious when he sees him.

Today, however, he seems to be a different person, his eyes narrowed into a seam, and he took the initiative to talk to Chen jiela all the way. It's like he's lost his old age, which I haven't seen for many years.

"The young master of the Jiang family is likely to be the main one, and may be one of the successors of the Jiang family in the future."

These golden scale knights who escorted Chen Jie talked together, and they were extremely shocked.

"Damn, I'm blind. Why should I provoke such a murderer?"

Behind a group of golden scale knights, more than a dozen Knights have become "infantry", and their mounts are tied in front of the gate, but they dare not go there at all.

To put it in a bad way, even the old housekeeper is so respectful. Who are you?

"Ha ha... Young master of the Jiang family, I haven't asked for your name yet..." the old man invited Chen Jie to his collection room. With a wave of his right hand, the whole room lit up.

"Jiang Chen." Chen Jie replied.

Ancient coins with different shapes and made of various divine materials are hung on the wall, giving off dazzling brilliance. At first sight, they are not ordinary products.

"There are only three people in this room, and now you are the fourth one." The old housekeeper is very proud. The whole room is his collection, which is more than that of many five grade refiners and pharmacists.

Chen Jie nodded and suddenly found that the four ancient coins he had given to the old man were placed in the most prominent position

"Don't worry, little brother. What you told me must be..."

Before the old man finished his words, countless screams suddenly rang out behind him.

"There's a big demon coming to grab the treasure, everyone run away!"

"Report to the city master, open the killing array!

"Oh, my God... Is it a king to come here so blatantly?"

Chen Jie's face changed. Then he took the old housekeeper's arm and turned into a flash of light.

"Boom and boom"

Everything happened in the light of lightning, but Chen Jie's spirit has already felt that there is a peerless demon king waiting for him outside!

At the critical moment, Chen Jie made a stroke with his right hand, and all the ancient coins in the house were put into the ring by him.

"Hum!"

As soon as they arrived at the Lord's house, they saw a green dragon Chen Heng several kilometers long in the sky, with deep anger in their eyes.

"Bold king qingjiao, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You can't leave today!"

"Benefactor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

At this time, the city of the West and East, each has a rainbow flying, the momentum of terror, along the way all people are kneeling on the ground.

This is the real king. There are not many ancient countries and imperial dynasties. They are the top experts in the mainland. Now the two kings have finally come here to fight against King qingjiao.

The king's anger, Fu corpse million, bleeding thousands of miles!

"Hum, do you really want to mind your own business? You two are not enough to watch it!"

King qingjiao has always been strong and powerful. In Beiyuan, he was respected as the king of demons and invincible in the world. Now, he is the youngest and can show his real strength.

"Don't talk nonsense. You are coveting the treasure. Don't you think it's shameless to make so many excuses?"

The flying dragon is the most powerful in the world, holding the holy dragon spear. Now it is the time of vigorous life and blood.

He took a spear in his right hand and said, "when I was a god general, the Dragon spear in my hand once slaughtered a black dragon. Today I want to slaughter a green dragon!"

It can be said that king qingjiao had no fear of anything at all. He was the top one of the demons in Beiyuan. It was a storm everywhere he went.

And, for his age, he is middle-aged, full of blood, Demon power, in this field.

Even many old Wang, who has been famous for a long time, are not willing to fight with such a younger generation. It can be imagined that he is powerful.

"Qiang"

Over the city of beacon fire, there are many beams of light, which contain terrible energy and make everyone feel scared. This is the unique killing array in the city.

However, such a light beam hit the scales of King qingjiao, just a bunch of sparks, which made people feel very incredible.

"It's said that the body of King qingjiao in Beiyuan was comparable to that of a demigod. It seems to be true!"

"God, is this the world famous King qingjiao? Why did he come to our city?"

"I don't know. It should be for the purpose of looting. There may be other big demons hiding in the dark!"

In the city, many of the four poles and the friars who built the foundation held their breath. Even they could not intervene in such a level of fighting and would be wiped out instantly.

Under the king are mole ants!

This is the words of an old man who has been practicing for thousands of years in an ancient family before he died. He was based on the peak of the king, and he couldn't cross that line before he died.

At present, the king is almost a taboo, representing the peak of the field of cultivation. A king is enough to roam in a holy land and protect a large family from prosperity for thousands of years.

Chen Jie and the old housekeeper had already retreated a few miles away. They looked indifferent and looked at the blue dragon in the sky.

"This green dragon is bold. Although he is a king, it's too big to resist the attack of the two kings in the killing array." The old housekeeper said with a faint smile: "the Royal demon killing array has not really recovered. This king of Jiao will suffer a great loss."

"Today, I dare to chase the territory of my people to seize the treasure. Can I let him go back alive?" With a faint smile, Chen Jie's eyes fell on the Buddhist dharma king.

It's hard to tell what level of cultivation this Buddhist dharma king has reached. His every move is accompanied by the voice of the Buddha in the sky. Behind him, it seems that there are thousands of temples and golden Buddhist scriptures on his body.