Bone Throne

The auction ended in silence, and the fragments naturally fell into the hands of Nangong Yin, but many troubles also followed.Not to mention, one of them is the person standing outside the auction house ready to kill and steal.

Lan Luote handed the wooden box containing the fragments to Nangong Yin. Seeing that he put the wooden box away indifferently, he couldn't help asking hesitantly: "Nangong, aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about? The mob outside?" Nangong Yin expressed Lan Luote's thoughts in one word, and continued without changing his face: "There is nothing to worry about. Those are just cannon fodder. The real challenge lies behind."

"That being said, a mob gathered together can also unleash extraordinary power, not to mention that there are many forces among those people who want to fish in troubled waters, so it's better to be careful." Lan Luote was still worried, He wanted to go out with Nangong Yin, but was stopped by Nangong Yin.

"If you want to gain a firm foothold here, you can't offend those people." Nangong Yin put one hand on Lan Luote's shoulder, and pushed him back to Wu Qi who had just taken a step, "Take care of your troubles at ease, I don't mind Something will happen."

Lan Luote focused on Nangong Yin, "You really don't need my help?"

Nangong Yin gave him a faint smile, rubbed his shoulders and walked out of the box, expressing his answer with actions.

The moment she walked out of Yilian's Auction House, Nangong Yin was keenly aware of the faint smell of blood and invisible gunpowder smoke floating in the air. Countless strange smells were hidden in imperceptible corners, and the biting killing intent could not be restrained.

After a pause, Nangong Yin turned around and whispered something to Feng Yaran, then turned and walked out of the city. Although it seemed as graceful and calm as a leisurely stroll, a series of afterimages were left behind after taking a step. Before the afterimages disappeared, Man has come a long way.

Feng Yaran and Gu Qingya were discussing something, they walked in the opposite direction to Nangong Yin, Ding Yuye and Gu Qingxu exchanged a look in tacit understanding, and quickly followed behind Nangong Yin.

Under the clear blue sky is an endless wilderness, the ground is flat and dry with some weeds and shrubs sparsely growing, and the slightest breeze will raise bursts of yellow sand.This is a unique scenery in the extreme north. If you go further north, you will see yellow sand everywhere, not even these sparse weeds and shrubs.

Nangong Yin stood alone under the clear blue sky, looking directly at the towering snow-capped mountains shrouded in clouds and mists in the distance, all the muscles in his body relaxed, giving people a feeling that his body was full of flaws, if someone sneaked at this time, he would definitely The illusion of success.

However, someone was really confused by this illusion and rushed out of hiding.

Before the people arrived, the knife went first, and the broad back of the knife made a dull blunt sound when it slashed down, covering Nangong Yin's slender neck with the sharp blade that silently tore through the air.But when the knife fell on Nangong Yin, it felt as if it was cutting in the air. The sneak attacker was stunned, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down blankly, and a broken sword pierced through him mercilessly. his heart.

At this time, the "Nangong Yin" in front of the man slowly dissipated. It turned out that it was just an afterimage. The real Nangong Yin stood behind him and killed him neatly when he didn't expect it.

It is so easy to take a life away, it doesn't even take a second in Nangong Yin's hands.

Pulling out the broken sword, Nangong Yin shook the hand holding the sword, and all the blood beads condensed on the blade were thrown away.

The attacker stood stiffly for a few seconds, then slowly fell to the ground with a muffled "bang".The sound of this sound was like pressing a switch, and the empty field was immediately filled with people who came to besiege and kill Nangong Yin.

There are ordinary-looking teenagers in common clothes; there are gorgeously dressed young women; there are upright, fairy-like old men;

They have different faces, different identities, and even their strengths are uneven, and they don't cooperate with each other at all.But they have the same purpose, which is to take that fragment from Nangong Yin.

"If you kill you, that person will appear, so...let's come over here." In Nangong Yin's eyes, the speed of those people seemed to be slowed down by hundreds of times, and he could crush them with just one touch. To shatter their necks, to shatter their hearts, is an understatement, with ease.

Dark light surged under his feet, Nangong Yin tilted his head to avoid the oncoming halberd, the cold halberd tip brushed against his neck and stabbed him, he held it with one hand, pulled it hard, a huge force followed him A seemingly weak hand reached the halberd, and the person holding the halberd was pulled over at once.With a turn of his hand, Nangong Yin grabbed the halberd and swung the man to his side. The huge force passed through his body and slammed into those who had no time to dodge, knocking dozens of people into the air.

Among the densely packed crowd, Nangong Yin quickly shuttled through the gap like a bolt of lightning, falling down everywhere he passed, but no one could hurt him, no matter what kinds of attacks, no matter how they tried to block his dodge In the end, he would nimbly dodge the route, and even used their power to fight back several times.Each of his shots carries the power of thunder and lightning, and almost no one can take his full blow, and those who catch it are all dead.

While harvesting the lives of these people like wheat, Nangong Yin regained the arrogance of fighting the herd of beasts alone in the deserted wasteland. His blood was boiling, and mysterious runes lit up in his pupils again, completely unblocking The power of his body is about to move, and his attacks become more and more merciless.

kill!Blood splattered all over the sky like a rain of blood, but not a single drop could get close to Nangong Yin's body.He walked through the wilderness indifferently and calmly, taking away their lives mercilessly like a god of death.

kill!Corpses were strewn all over the field, piled up layer by layer like a mountain. Nangong Yin walked forward step by step with the corpses strewn all over the ground. Her graceful steps were like strolling in a garden, her clothes and hair were not messed up, and her indifferent posture was like a god high above. Ignore those creatures that are like ants to him.

Those who stand in the way, kill!Sneak attack, kill!Those who are greedy and covet fragments, kill!Nangong Yin used brutal killings to forcibly open up a way forward, until those who had seen too much killing and blood were terrified, retreated, and fled.

No one could stop his pace, his silent forward figure vaguely overlapped with the person who had also set off a bloodbath on Wenya Continent.

History is always different and always similar.

At this time, the other end of the continent.

The man in black shuttled through the headquarters of Lan's family. Wherever he went, there were many casualties and blood flowed like rivers.This ancient family, which has been passed down for countless years, is powerful enough to be powerful enough to laugh at all heroes on the mainland, but now it is crawling under his feet like a trembling giant beast, trembling.

When the Lord of Darkness was angry, he would bleed for thousands of miles and lay down millions of corpses. No one dared to stroke his beard.Even after thousands of years of silence, his power is still unstoppable.What is a mere home?

Walking into the living room of Lan's house from the rain of blood on the mountain of corpses, there was already a white-haired old man kneeling on the ground, his body shrank like a leaf in the autumn wind.He knew what happened in his family, but he couldn't even do the simple act of standing up, let alone rescue him.

He is the current head of the Lan family.

"I have killed all the priests, elders, and hidden powers of the Lan family." Xuanyuan Qi sat in the first seat of the living room, with an extra cup of tea in his hand at some point. The old man kneeling on the ground let out a cold air from his bones.

"How many years have I been asleep? I don't know, I must have slept for a long time, otherwise," Xuanyuan Qi lowered his eyes and saw the old man shaking violently with satisfaction, and then continued in a calm tone: "How do you Dare to take my things at will, and even count on my children."

The old man was almost driven to collapse by the piercing killing intent in the air, but his consciousness was so clear that he could clearly hear every word Xuanyuan Qi said.

Xuanyuan Qi bent his lips, spread his right hand, and several lavender fragments with irregular shapes fell into his hands through the distorted space. is the call of death.

"Lan family, let's stop here, since you are my descendants and you haven't really hurt my child, I'll leave you with a little bit of fire." Xuanyuan Qi closed his hands, and when he spread them out again, the fragments had disappeared, and he His body also melted away like the first snow in the sun, only the voice with a smile echoed in the air.

"Now, I'm going to find my second creditor, you guys, do it for yourself."

The old man's body was limp on the ground, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, deep sadness filled his heart.

The glory of the Lan family has since come to an end.

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After killing the last person standing in front of him, Nangong Yin looked around, and the rest of the people all looked dull, and they screamed when they saw him looking at him, like seeing a devil, they fled before they even had time to pick up their weapons.

Looking away disapprovingly, Nangong Yin raised his foot and took a step forward, which suddenly stopped.

Dark red mysterious runes emerged from the blood-covered land.Countless red lights shot up into the sky, arousing thunder from the nine heavens, and the thunder clouds were densely covered.Amidst the dull thunder, dark blue arcs flickered and wandered away.A red light swept across one side, even the thick clouds and fierce thunder and lightning were dyed red.

The blood of thousands of people activated the ancient killing array.Flying sand and walking among rocks, endless killing spirit rose up.

A round of dazzling red sun was embedded in the clouds, and the strange light soaked the whole world in blood. This doomsday-like scene made everyone in it tremble with fear.

Lan Luote suddenly stood up from the sofa, a burst of dizziness suddenly appeared in his mind, his body swayed and almost fell down, but Wu Qi quickly supported him.

"What happened outside? Did something happen to Nangong?" Lan Luote asked worriedly while clutching Wu Qi's hand with a pale face.

"I don't know." Wu Qi locked Lan Luote firmly in his arms, with a look of complete protection, with a serious look in his eyes: "It seems that someone activated the ancient killing array."

In the center of the killing formation, Nangong Yin was locked by the Qi mechanism of the formation. Although he was under tremendous pressure, he still stood upright, but his face turned pale.

Do you want to use this formation to kill him without even showing your face?It's too easy to think about it!

Nangong Yin put away the broken sword, and replaced it with a shining brilliance, like the hidden sky bow that had been aroused to fight.

Lanlot stood upstairs, looking at the killing formation in the distance, he couldn't see what happened inside, but he knew it must be extremely dangerous, he became more and more anxious, and he was no longer calm and indifferent as usual appearance.

"Nangong will be fine." Ding Yuye, who was forced to stay in the city by Nangong Yin, was in a hurry and said regretfully, "If I had known, I would have gone with him just now, and if I were to die, I would die with him! "

"Bah, bah! Nangong won't die!" Gu Qingxu kicked Ding Yuye, and said at a loss: "Nangong will be fine, he will be fine..."

Feng Yaran and Gu Qingya resisted their trembling movements, staring at the direction of Nangong Yin without blinking.

In the formation, Nangong Yin, who was worried and cared by everyone, was covered in bruises, his robe was torn, and countless wounds were scattered all over his body. There was hardly a piece of good flesh on his body, and blood flowed all over the ground, almost turning him into a bloody man.

Even so, Nangong Yin still resolutely raised the Yintian Bow towards the direction of the red sun, put his fingers on the string, and tried his best to pull the bowstring into a full moon, a light arrow whose color was so light that it was almost transparent condensation on the bow.In the process, Nangong Yin received several new wounds, and the bright red blood stained the colorless bowstring red.

So what about the ancient killing formation?He can also break easily, no one can stop his footsteps!

The arrow of light flew out from the bowstring, piercing through the dazzling and eerie red sun.

The world seemed to be silent for a moment, and the next moment, there was a deafening explosion. The red sun turned into countless fire balls and fell to the ground. The formation runes on the ground quietly disappeared into blue smoke. The sky once again returned to people's eyes.

After the formation was broken, the corners of Nangong Yin's blood-stained lips raised slightly, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood. He swayed a few times and knelt down on one knee, barely supporting himself with the Yintian Bow.

Ding Yuye was the first to rush to Nangong Yin's side. Looking at the wounds all over his body, he didn't even dare to reach out to touch him. In the end, Nangong Yin lost his strength and passed out in his arms.

"Nangong, Nangong!..." Ding Yuye hugged Nangong Yin carefully, his eyes were blurred and his face was full of unconsciousness. He carried him and rushed into the city. Gu Qingxu and the others followed quickly, knocking over all the way how many people.

On the other side, Lan Qianjue sneered and looked at Qing Mo, who had an unattractive complexion, and said, "Well, you have failed too. Give up, you can't kill him, and you don't have much time left."

Qing Mo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and was about to say something, when he saw Lan Qianjue took out the family communication tool and put it to his ear to listen for a while, his face suddenly changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lan Qianjue's expression, Qing Mo had a bad feeling.

The communication tool in Lan Qianjue's hand slipped to the ground, and he said with a pale face, "The Lord of Darkness... is back."