Chapter 609

It's really pretty to show the blind!

Blind man!

Luoda Tianwang scolded secretly in his heart, and heize's military adviser was helpless. He could only watch the old man with white hair send someone to invite Shen Zhenyi to talk with him.

Ordinary iron and blood disciples are quite indifferent to Shen Zhenyi.

After all, Shen Zhenyi didn't do anything just now. It was the four elders and their ten thousand blood dark iron array that killed them. In the end, the monster fled. Although he died after Shen Zhenyi's death, it is not clear whether Shen Zhenyi made the move or not according to their cultivation level.

Most of them unconsciously ignored Shen Zhenyi.

So no one offered to entertain them for a long time.

At this time, the descendant of the master craftsman of the secret method suddenly came to invite them. Although the Iron-blooded disciples could not be said to be humble before and respectful after, their attitude also changed greatly.

-- at ordinary times, the great master of secret arts is not willing to say a word to his own disciples, let alone outsiders? All the people who can get his invitation to meet are very eager people.

"He wants to see me?"

Shen Zhenyi turns to look at the distant figure of the old man with white hair and sighs.

"Well, it's OK to see you."

He waved. "You three, come with me."

Chu Huoluo and other three people should claim to be that they went with Shen Zhenyi to the descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method. They didn't have a chance to make a move just now, but they still admire the dedication and sacrifice of the iron and blood people.

"Master, here comes Mr. Shen!"

The master craftsman of the secret method is surrounded by many iron and blood disciples. Although he has no tiles to cover his body, he is still not easy to get close to. The man who sent for Shen Zhenyi came to report the news. His body moved and his face turned excited.

Luo Da Tian Wang looked in his eyes and was surprised in his heart.

Shen Zhenyi is just a new elder. Although he has a high status, he is still far from the descendant of the great craftsman who controls the lifeblood of overlord city. Even the great elder Ouyang Jue must be respectful to the old man here. Why does he show such a look to Shen Zhenyi?

"Get out of here, all of you."

The disciple of the master craftsman spoke softly. Although the voice was small, it was like a holy edict to all the disciples. Suddenly, the circle was scattered for several meters.

Heize military division and Luoda Tianwang stood in the same place, neither to stay nor to leave. They felt embarrassed.

"You two, please go and have a rest first."

The descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method was not polite to them. It was just a hard and imperative tone.

Luo Da Tian Wang is angry in the heart, glares at Shen Zhenyi fiercely and leaves.

However, he was much deeper in the city. He only played ha ha, saluted and retired with the master craftsman.

The two of them withdrew dozens of feet away from each other and turned back to see what the great master of the secret arts and Shen Zhenyi wanted to say.

It's a pity that it didn't work out.

I saw the ground creep, a high wall of fine iron surrounded in a circle, slowly rising, it is to isolate all the people outside!

What's the secret between the master craftsman and Shen Zhenyi that they should be so serious about?

Luo Da Tian Wang's heart is like a cat scratch, curious and jealous.

But I don't know the inside of the high wall. Once the descendant of the great craftsman of the secret method separated the outside world, his face suddenly showed a look of elation, struggling to pull his body out of the mud, and crawling to show his courtesy to Shen Zhenyi.

"See you Young master... "

His voice was excited, almost full of tears.

"All right

Shen Zhen's clothes waved his hand and asked him to stop: "you're wasting too much and your life is not long. Why should you do this?"

Chu Huoluo is almost numb to this scene.

Sure enough, master, you know each other.

But it's not right The master said that a great master of secret arts can only live to be 60 years old at most. How to calculate this, the master should not have met him. What's the matter?

She was suddenly a little confused.

The descendant of the master craftsman of the secret method laughed bitterly: "my body is decayed, but I have no skin bag. My blood essence flows and I can be reborn. But I can't believe that I can see you again. If you can let me thank you in person, I'm afraid I will envy my good fortune. "

He did not dare to show any respect.

Shen Zhenyi sighed: "this method of reincarnation of thousands of blood essence into iron is true to me, but it is not a good thing. For thousands of years, you have suffered a lot, and you have accumulated great merits. I would like to respect you. "

What?

Chu Huoluo pricked up her ears and felt that she had heard something terrible.

She thought that no matter what the master did, she would not be surprised, but she could always break through her imagination.

The essence blood turns iron, casts the xiongcheng, retains the Terran's vitality.

This is great and majestic, just let the three of them feel for a while.

Now you tell me, the result is still handed down by master?

Master, do you have any skills?"It's all handed down by the young master."

The descendant of the master craftsman of the secret method didn't make any contribution at all. He said happily: "I have been struggling for thousands of years. I thought that the human family has been in permanent decline. But I didn't expect that the young master came again. Does that mean that we hurt the world and have a chance to live?"

After so many years of hard work and suffering so much, he just wanted to let the Terran survive. However, the situation became worse and worse day by day, and the news of destruction increased day by day, and even his blood essence turned to ashes.

Even in the beginning, it is inevitable that he will lose hope.

I didn't expect to see light again in the mire and darkness of despair.

Shen Zhenyi patted him on the shoulder: "since I came this time, so naturally nothing happened."

When a man is dying, his words are good.

Shen Zhenyi seldom promises, but he is always more merciful to a person who is about to die, and who has died thousands of times.

There was an expression of ecstasy on his face.

He was in decay, but he had never been so happy.

"Then I I'm willing to die. "

The disciple of the master craftsman laughed, waved his hand, and said, "are these your new disciples?"

He has no pupil, but Chu Huoluo and others can feel his eyes.

"It's so enviable."

The master craftsman's tone was sincere, "if you can travel with the young master, it's worth paying any price. As it happens today, the three of you will come forward."

Chu Huoluo and others are in a daze. They don't know what he means.

Shen Zhenyi understood, hesitated a little, then nodded: "you go up, he is a kind intention."

In front of him, the princess of the red dragon shot down the sky and turned into a flame!

They were bathed in the star rain and felt lazy as if floating in warm water.

"Master!"

Outside the high wall, some people saw the scene, but burst into tears. Suddenly, a large number of iron and blood disciples knelt down and kowtowed, crying and crying.

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