3153: C3153 Crisis

C3153 Crisis

Because several golden core state black-robed men had locked down the Evil Dragon Workshop in the sky, the entire streets of the Evil Dragon Workshop were filled with shock.

However, there were also many people who had calm expressions. "Lower your voice and look carefully. We loose cultivators are not from the Autumn Water Pavilion. If the Black Feather Pavilion were to slaughter without reason, even if we were to be ranked in the third pavilion, we would not be able to withstand the revenge. . . "

Even though that was the case. . . No one dared to be at ease.

Evil Dragon Workshop, somewhere in an inn, on the third floor.

"Creak. . . " A window opened.

A man in the second level of the Building Foundation Stage with a fierce expression looked up into the sky.

This person was Jiang Ting.

He had followed Yun Yu'er in the direction of the Evil Dragon Workshop and found it very smoothly. After that, he entered the Evil Dragon Workshop and exchanged everything for Spirit Stones. After that, he bought a lot of spirit herbs and other resources.

S there. He then went into seclusion to break through to the next cultivation level.

It had always been smooth sailing. He had kept a low profile, and no one had discovered his true identity, much less cause trouble for him.

However, he had never expected that something unexpected would happen in Evil Dragon Workshop today.

It couldn't be that he was unlucky enough to be involved again, right?

While Jiang Ting was quietly watching.

In the sky.

"Fellow Daoists, may I know why you have come to my Evil Dragon Workshop?" With a displeased voice, a short old man flew into the sky from the ground.

There was nothing to lean on.

His Golden Core cultivation level could be seen at a glance.

"Find someone. " Distance from the old man. The black-robed person closest to the old man replied with a hoarse voice.

He faintly revealed an undetectable arrogance.

"Looking for someone. . . " Stunned, the old man's expression changed slightly. "No, you are Black Feather. . . "

"Cough cough. . . " The black-robed man suddenly coughed.

The words that the old man was about to say came to a halt.

The black-robed man slowly said, "Blood One. "

The other black-robed man also said in a hoarse voice, "Blood Two. "

"Blood Three. " The last black-robed man also spoke.

Blood one, blood two, blood three?

The old man's expression stiffened, and he forced a smile after a long while. "So it's blood. I've heard so much about a friend. . . I wonder, who are the three of you looking for?"

Blood One shook his head slightly.

When the old man saw this, his expression became puzzled.

Blood One did not explain.

After a while.

Four more streaks of light approached from not too far away. When they got closer, one of them had a charming face. The young man with a fiery tattoo on his forehead, and the remaining three were black-robed men.

They were all at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The difference was that the man with flaming patterns was at the third level of the Foundation Establishment stage. However, his aura was rather weak, as if he had just broken through not too long ago.

The other three black-robed men were all at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

When the four approached, the old man narrowed his eyes. "Fellow Daoist Soleblood, is this junior one of your people? Isn't it a bit too arrogant to come to my Evil Dragon Workshop in broad daylight? "

His words were filled with endless killing intent.

Blood One's eyes flickered as he spoke. "He's the one who wants to look for someone. "

The old man was stunned for a moment before his pupils constricted. "I heard. . . "

His voice stopped abruptly, as if something unspeakable had happened.

"Greetings, Senior Yun. Junior, Xiahou. " The bewitching young man smiled and bowed slightly.

The old man forced a smile. "No need for formalities. . . . Who do you want to find?"

"Disciple of the Purple Frost Sect, Jiang Ting. "

After a pause, the charming young man took out two jade boxes. "That man has a great enmity with this junior. Senior Yun, please forgive me for disturbing you this time, as well as Senior Lu, who has yet to appear. "

The jade box flew in front of the old man.

The old man didn't open the box, but continued to stare at the young man.

The young man wasn't afraid either. "Senior, don't worry. This junior will not implicate others, nor will I break the rules of Evil Dragon Workshop. If I find someone, I will reward him handsomely. The Evil Dragon Workshop is the Evil Dragon Workshop, and the Autumn Water Pavilion is the Autumn Water Pavilion. "

The old man was silent for a moment. He waved his hand and took the jade box. Then, he disappeared in a flash, as if he had tacitly agreed.

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On the ground, in the inn.

Jiang Ting quietly leaned against the window to watch the show, but his heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

Xiahou Ping!

That evil looking young man was obviously Xiahou Ping. He had even fought with him in the South Country!

However, at that time, Xiahou Ping had only been at the first level of Foundation Establishment. How long had it been since he had broken through to the third level of Foundation Establishment? Was it because his talent was too great, or was it because he had killed too many creatures and forced his cultivation level to the next level with his demonic secret art?

With such a rapid increase in speed, wasn't he worried that his state of mind wouldn't be able to keep up?

Of course, these weren't important. What was important was that Xiahou Ping had come here to look for someone. Jiang Ting of the Purple Frost Sect was looking for someone. Wasn't it him?

That Xiahou Ping had a well-informed information channel. He had only stayed in Evil Dragon Workshop for two to three months, and in the end, he had already found him.

Furthermore. . . This time, there were actually three Golden Core warriors accompanying him!

What caused his scalp to go numb the most was. . . The three Golden Core warriors were stronger than the last.

The Golden Core cultivator with the lowest aura was Xue San, and he was similar to the old man from Evil Dragon Market.

The other one was a lot stronger than the old man.2

The strongest one was Blood One. . . Judging from his aura, he was on par with the Fresh Breeze Taoist.

In other words. . . Blood One was probably at the peak of the Golden Core realm, just like the Fresh Breeze Daoist.

Because his cultivation hadn't arrived at the Golden Core Realm, it wasn't very accurate to sense him from his aura alone. However, it probably wouldn't be too far off.

If the three Golden Core Realm Cultivators sealed off the roads around the Evil Dragon Workshop and were found. . .

As for how the Evil Dragon Workshop would stop them. . . How would they stop them?

The old Golden Core cultivator of the Yun Family clearly had the same aura as Xue San. Even with the help of the golden core of the Lu Family, they could only stall Blood Three and Blood Two, leaving Blood One, who was the strongest among them.

The only thing he could count on now was not to expose himself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting's face froze. He continued to quietly watch the show. Fortunately, his aura had been restrained. In addition, there were many Immortal Cultivators in the market.

With so many auras mixed together, Xiahou Ping could not find him at all. Apart from Xiahou Ping, the rest of the black-robed men had never seen him before, so it was naturally impossible for them to recognize him based on his aura.

As long as. . . He did not appear in front of Xiahou Ping, it would not be too difficult for him to hide.

When Jiang Ting had made his decision.

Blood One suddenly said from the sky, "First level Foundation Establishment junior, do not move now. If not. . . Die!"

In an instant, many people in the entire market froze.

Xiahou Ping, who was in the sky, quietly entered the marketplace and approached the nearest first level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"So, the person they are looking for is Foundation Establishment Stage Level 1?"

"It seems like it has nothing to do with us. Hurry up and find a place to hide. God knows what kind of accident will happen next. "

"That's right, let's go home quickly. . . "

Countless people, except for the first level of Foundation Establishment, left the streets in a hurry.

In less than ten breaths of time, all of the shops in the huge market were closed. The number of people on the streets could be counted on one hand.

On the third floor of the inn.

"Looks like it has nothing to do with me. I was scared to death. " Muttering, Jiang Ting's face carried a lingering fear as he hurriedly closed the window. . . And did not reveal the slightest flaw.

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