Shen Hao starts from face-slapping

Chapter 225

In Prince Chen's mansion.

Several corpses fell around, Ding Yuan checked the wounds, all of them were killed by one blow.

Most of these corpses were at the first level of Nascent Soul, and they could be killed with one blow. The murderer's cultivation should be much higher than them.

And the most important thing is that everything on them is still there, so the murderer is not interested in their treasures, but there is a big battle in the Chen Palace, maybe they are fighting for some treasures in the Chen Palace.

Ding Yuan frowned slightly, if it was a key item, it would be difficult to deal with.

Suddenly someone broke into Chen Wangfu.

When those people came in, they were a little stunned when they saw someone, but they found that he was only alone. The headed man with a cut head immediately sneered and said, "Boy, save you alone? I'm sorry, this is our Cangyu Pavilion now, if you are sensible, give it to me quickly." Get out, so as not to say that our Cangyu Pavilion is unreasonable later."

After the man finished speaking, the people behind him sneered with ill intentions.

Ding Yuan ignored them, looked at the main hall ahead, and noticed something strange.

Seeing that Ding Yuan ignored them completely, those people were furious and shouted strangely: "Hey, you ignore us? You just said that we are from Cangyu Pavilion, and you still dare to ignore us? Are you looking for death?"

But Ding Yuan's attention was in the main hall, and he didn't pay attention to this man at all.

Seeing that he was still being ignored, that person sneered and said: "Stinky boy, you still dare to ignore me, brothers, let him know how powerful our Cangyu Pavilion is today!"

"You are a mere first-order Nascent Soul cultivator who dares to provoke a group of us. Do you think you are a fairy?"

The short-haired man waved his hand to let others surround Ding Yuan.

This group of people blocked Ding Yuan's way, and Ding Yuan turned to look at that person.

"Is something wrong?"

The inch-cut man felt a little funny, tilted his mouth and said, "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

He stretched out his hand and said suddenly: "No, I've changed my mind, hand over the treasure on your body, and get out of my crotch."

This sentence made his group laugh.

Ding Yuan said flatly: "If you want to do it, do it, don't waste my time."

"Okay boy, you don't have to drink fine wine for toasting, brothers give it to me!"

The inch-cut man gave an order, and everyone rushed forward.

In an instant, the aura scattered, and the group of people only felt their eyes light up, and then lost consciousness and passed out.

The inch-cut man was stunned with fright, and cold sweat began to break out all over his body.

Who is this man?The first-order Yuanying actually killed a group of me in an instant? !
The cropped man didn't dare to look at Ding Yuan again, for fear that Ding Yuan would kill him again.

Ding Yuan didn't kill him, he pointed at the man with a short hair and said, "Take them out."

The inch-cut man was startled, and quickly used his spiritual power to drag the few people out of the way.

Seeing that Ding Yuan didn't kill these people, he thought that Ding Yuan didn't want to provoke Cangyu Pavilion, so he sneered and said, "Although we can't beat you, an elder from Cangyu Pavilion is also in this ancient city. Call me over, I don't believe you can be so arrogant."

Ding Yuan didn't know what he was thinking, and now Prince Chen's mansion became quiet again, and Ding Yuan walked directly into the main hall.

The scattered utensils in the main hall were shattered on the ground, and a puddle of blood on them had already dried up. It was obvious that some turmoil had occurred at that time.

Ding Yuan felt something strange in the main hall just now.

Once inside, that feeling disappeared.

And when Ding Yuan withdrew from the main hall, that feeling reappeared.

Ding Yuan paused in thought, there are obviously two spaces inside and outside!

Ding Yuan entered the main hall again, exuding spiritual consciousness, and the entire main hall was unobstructed.

But Ding Yuan found that everything inside was normal.

After exiting the main hall, the spiritual consciousness stretched out to probe, the same as before, but it felt different from the feeling of probing inside.

The difference is the bloodstains.

Finally found the key point.

Ding Yuan began to try, touching the bloodstain with his spiritual sense, nothing happened, and he tried to attack the bloodstain, but nothing happened, but Ding Yuan was a little surprised, a pool of blood was not afraid of Ding Yuan's attack, it seems that the owner of this pool of blood Great background.

But it will definitely not be that King Chen, you must know that the owner of this ancient city is only a celestial being, and the celestial circle cannot affect Ding Yuan.

Further up is the god general, and only the god general can affect Ding Yuan, but how can it be possible that the cultivation base of the king exceeds that of his own emperor?
This pool of blood is likely to be one of the reasons for the disaster of the ancient city dynasty.

It seems that the space inside should be created by the blood of the gods. To really enter the main hall, the pool of blood must be broken.

Ding Yuan took out the Immortal Slaying Sword, injected his spiritual power to 50%, swung the sword, and hit the blood of the general!

Although it is the blood of the general, but it is not the person who is here, even if it is really the person who came, Ding Yuan is not afraid at all.

The bloodstains were hit by this sword energy and turned into fly ash.

With a bang, an invisible barrier shattered, and Ding Yuan knew that now he could enter the real main hall.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, a decaying air rushed out, and there was a cold atmosphere around him.

Even a person like Ding Yuan felt his hair stand on end.

If someone else came, they would be paralyzed by the breath, let alone enter the real main hall.

Ding Yuan carefully inspected the place where the pool of blood was before.

The spiritual consciousness entered, and a monstrous hatred enveloped Ding Yuan, and Ding Yuan quickly withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

Fortunately, Ding Yuan has already eradicated the pool of blood. Soon, he will be born with spiritual wisdom and become a ghost of resentment.

Ding Yuan wrapped it up with spiritual power and took it away. This divine blood should be one of the clues.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside.

It was the inch-cut man who brought the elders from the Cangyu Pavilion into Chen Wangfu.

"Elder, that's him."

The inch-cut man pointed at Ding Yuan and smiled sinisterly.

The headed elder has white hair and a white beard, and looks like a fairy.

He is Cang Yuge Hong, a leader.

Hong Yichang looked at Ding Yuan and nodded.

"That's right, at such a young age, you are at the first level of Nascent Soul, so you can be regarded as a heavenly genius."

Ding Yuan looked at them indifferently, apparently the man was asking someone to come back.

"But I, Cangyu Pavilion, don't allow others to offend you. You cut off your own arm as punishment."

The inch-cut man laughed sinisterly when he heard Hong Yidao's long speech.

"Oh? Want me to cut off my arm?"

Ding Yuan said with great interest.

Hong Yichang frowned a little, and Ding Yuan's tone showed no respect for him at all, which made him lose face in front of his own junior.

"That's right, boy, are you going to force me to do it today? If I do it, it won't be solved by one arm."

Ding Yuan sneered: "If you pretend to be so sanctimonious, if you want to deceive me, Ding Yuan, it depends on whether you have the ability."

"You! Junior, I didn't expect you to be so rampant. If you don't listen to my good words, don't blame me for taking action."

Hongyi Dao, who was at the third level of Nascent Soul, naturally looked down on Ding Yuan, his spiritual power circulated, and feathers emerged around him.

"Thousand Feather Sanhua!"

Feather blades pierced towards Ding Yuan, while Hong Yichang turned his back, with a very dissatisfied face.

Cangyu Pavilion sky-level technique, Blade Feather.

He has already mastered Dacheng, and this style is his famous stunt.

So he thought Ding Yuan was dead.

But Ding Yuan struck out with one palm, and the majestic spiritual power directly interrupted all the feather blades!
"what?!"

(End of this chapter)