Immortal Devil Transformation

Though hundreds of miles away, the thunderous mountains collapsed in half, and the situation has not yet reached Zhongzhou City, the earthquake has caused snow to fall throughout Zhongzhou City, with many houses broken and roofs cracked.

In the sight of Hana Silent Moon, an old man who was tired and returned to his home was looking up at some of the damages on his roof with bitterness.

Further afield, there is an abandoned workshop.

The factory was too broken, the roof and walls were leaking and seemed likely to collapse at any moment, so even beggars in Zhongzhou City seemed reluctant to use the abandoned factory as a foothold.

The Yunqin Army should have been searched near this abandoned workshop, and many messy footprints can be seen.

It's just this seemingly bland abandoned workshop, and it's a little bit of a shock that falls into the eyes of the silent moon.

Because the snow on the ground in this abandoned workshop is thinner than outside.

Flower Moon looked quietly at this abandoned workshop, and then she took out a delicate black tube, twisted it hard, and lifted it.

A thick smoke of green and yellow gushed out of the black tube in her hand, rushing up into the sky and turning into an undisturbed cigarette column.

……

A lot of people in Chinatown saw this green yellow cigarette column.

Some Yunqin officials reacted in the first place, and some of the armies that were close to the Silent Moon made a noise of intense drinking at the first time, rushing toward the place where the cigarette columns were emitted.

The Chinese people near this abandoned factory saw more and more troops surround the factory with water.

Many people discovered that some bright colors soon appeared in the sky, and saw Lin Xi and some practitioners descend under that cyan smoke column with a strange and gorgeous flower.

“This workshop has not been used for seven years, but it belonged to the Yongjia family seven years ago. ”

Looking at Lin Xie and Nangong Weichuan, Qin Xiayue and others who landed in front of themselves, and the silent moon of the flowers that several Yun Qin officials were talking about, said: “Seven years ago, the abandonment was caused by fire, but seven years later this abandoned workshop was not demolished or altered, it still exists here, and it is very unusual in itself. ”

Lin Xi looked at the broken workshop and felt that his heart was as broken as that workshop. He felt more pain, but he had already begun to be able to bear this pain. He took a deep breath and slowly said: “What have you found? ”

“This is Lord Singh of Engineering, who is in charge of this matter.” Before Lin Xie and others arrived, Hana Silent Moon had completed all deployments, and she lit up a slightly fat middle-aged official beside her and said.

The slightly fat middle-aged official lowered his head slightly and lowered his voice: “To find out if there are any organs, secret rooms, the fastest is to braze, with the iron pipe beating at intervals of rulers, there is an abnormality soon to discover that my people have gone to fetch the equipment, and within half an hour there should be results. ”

“Still too slow. ”

A sound comes from a street alley not far away.

The slightly fat middle-aged official could not resist turning around and, while still unable to withstand today's change, he was the authority of the entire division of engineering in relation to organic secrecy, for which he naturally had his pride. Yet when he saw a golden square in the hands of the old man with white hair, his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

“Senior Shi Tu.” The slightly fat middle-aged official bowed down immediately.

Since Qingyu College already knows the secret of the thunder of Zhenlong Mountain, today, naturally, with the control of Zhenlong Mountain by the South Palace, people at the College will study the secret of the French script of Zhenlong Mountain. The gray-haired old man wearing a regular cotton robe at this moment is the authority of Qingyang College on this road, and he is also a legend in Zhongzhou City about the organs and the way of the script, many of the previous engineers, is just a disciple of the old man.

At this moment, the old college man did not have any formalities, but walked directly into the workshop with the gold dial in his hand.

Almost no stops, he walked to the north corner of the workshop.

North corner of the workshop, there's a pond.

At the center of the pond, there is a fake mountain.

The water in the pond looks shallow, over thin ice on the surface of the water, and lots of black dead residual stem leaves.

“Right here. ”

The old college man looked at the pond in front of him and said to Lin Xie and Mihong and others behind him.

After that, the old college man turned around and began to leave.

It was only as he crossed Lin Xi and Nangong Miao's side that he said: "Your sword should be broken directly. ”

Lin Xi knew that the seniors of the college meant to hand it over to them. He also just did a gift to the seniors of the college, and then reached out to the officer of the Engineering Department. Under his treatment, all Yunqin soldiers and Yunqin officials left the workshop, except that they remained in front of this pond.

Nangong looked at this calm and cold pond in front of him and frowned slightly.

Only at this moment of frowning, a sword flew out of her hand and fell into the pool in front of her.

This sword fell into the pool like a sea of ocean suddenly poured into a pond not more than a dozen meters wide.

The pool water was cold and filled with ice chips, but at this moment it seemed to boil, with countless white gases and a smoky smell, I couldn't wait to drill out of the pool water.

A wave of mist drifted from the pond, but the water disappeared instantly.

Below the fake mountain, there's a hole.

Beneath the cave is a staircase filled with countless sludge.

At the end of the steps, there is a broken iron door.

Lin Xi first stepped on the wet, icy sludge and walked down. He reached out and pushed the heavy iron door, then he immediately emitted a painful * in his heart.

Behind this iron gate is a wide road like Yunqin Street.

A palace-like workshop at the end of the 100-metre tunnel.

He can see flames of red tongue seeping out of some walls, and he can see shadows shaking.

But it was in the heart of this palace, sitting in a tall figure, that made this sound painful.

Zhang Ping, dressed in the Purgatory Mountain Palace, sat at the center of this palace, sitting in front of him with two firemen.

The covering of the two fire chiefs has been removed, and Zhang Ping, sitting at the edge of his indifference, is like a demon king in hell, backed by the horrible body and patterned pattern of the two fire chiefs.

Lin Xi looked into Zhang Ping's indifferent eyes and asked painfully: "What exactly have we done wrong? ”

Zhang Pingyuan was just sitting still with his eyelids hanging. He didn't even see Lin Xie, who was so heavy in footsteps, or Qin Xie Yue and Nangong Mi Zhong, who were behind Lin Xie.

When he heard Lin Xi's words, he raised his head slowly, and his indifferent eyes had some different colors.

“As I sat here, I thought of many images of you coming in, but I didn't think that your first sentence said something like this.” He whispered coldly: “In these moments, you're still wondering if it's because of some of your mistakes that I'm doing this. Should I praise you for being a good man, or should I say you're hopeless? ”