Chapter 1538: Come home!

The first thousand five hundred and thirty-eight chapters come!
Inside Qingshui City.
People crowded.
Today, for the entire Qingshui City, it is destined to be an extraordinary day. Because today is the beginning of the key battle and the day that determines the fate of all planes.
However, at the hour, the streets of Qingshui City are already full of people, and the people who come and go are all masters from all planes. Their strength is either the emperor realm, or the land gods, and even some geniuses have stepped into the realm of the Zifu gods.
All in all, the most indispensable thing in such a place is the master.
Yang Chen and the others also entered the street early in the morning. After they inquired about the meeting place, everyone rushed towards the meeting place.
The meeting place was in the City Lord's Mansion of Qingshui City, but because the Qingshui City has been abandoned, this City Lord's Mansion has also been abandoned for a long time. It is said that when preparing to re-open the City Lord's Mansion this time, the plane managers spent a full half a month to clean the inside and out of the City Lord's Mansion.
Otherwise, there are weeds, stains, and an unpleasant musty smell inside, which is really hard to tell. Otherwise, even if it is reactivated, I am afraid it will lose the face of the plane manager.
Early in the morning, Yang Chen and the others came directly to the door of the City Lord's Mansion. At this moment, a lot of people had gathered at the door of the City Lord's Mansion. They were all looking forward to the appearance of the plane manager.
Everyone was talking, whispering, and their eyes were filled with excitement and excitement that could not be concealed.
"I don't know what the rules will be in this game?"
"What rules can there be? Isn't it just killing, arson, and fighting for the golden key? No matter how you change the rules in it? To find the root cause, you still have to fight for the golden key!"
"Yes, yes, but I don't know which dark horses will stand out from so many planes this time?"
Dark horse?
Hearing these two words, everyone around them was slightly taken aback, and their expressions became a little curious.
"I remember the last time the Northern Underworld Dynasty and the Liuli Dynasty emerged. One won the top ten ranking, and the other won the second place champion! Only this time, the Netherworld Continent has been promoted to the higher ranks. The plane, so the Liuli Dynasty also took the first place in succession!"
"Yes, among our planes, the Liuli Dynasty is the most likely to be promoted to the high planes. It is really enviable! I heard that the resources in the high planes are far more than the middle planes. Much stronger, if anyone can be promoted to a higher plane, that is really the yin virtue accumulated on the ancestors for three lifetimes!"
"Oh, this kind of topic is too far away. It's a good thing for small planes like us to protect ourselves! It's a blessing in misfortune not to be obliterated by the managers. What else to talk about entering the higher planes?
"Yeah yeah!"
As soon as these words were said, everyone nodded one after another, and their eyes showed approval.
Although they are very yearning for the legendary higher plane, everyone knows exactly how many catties they have.
That distant and unreachable higher plane is just a matter of thinking about it when dreaming on weekdays, if you want to complete it in reality... undoubtedly it is difficult to reach the sky!
And everyone's discussion was also clearly passed into the ears of Yang Chen, Ling Yuyao and others. However, for this so-called higher plane, Yang Chen and others also did not have much interest. After all, they, like most people, just wanted to survive this game.
but!
At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly felt a cold killing intent behind him. Under the attack of this killing intent, Yang Chen was shocked, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozes behind him.
It seems that the cold hair on the body is erected at this moment.
"Yang Chen, what's the matter with you?" Mu Lingyun frowned as she looked at Yang Chen, whose expression was not quite right, and asked carefully.
"Someone is here, let's get out of here soon!" Yang Chen didn't explain much, and dropped a word directly.
After saying this, he grabbed Ling Yuyao and the second daughter of Mu Lingyun beside him, and quickly walked towards the crowded place.
When the two girls saw this scene, they all looked dazed, and didn't understand what was going on.
but!
It hadn't been long for them to go out, a few silhouettes suddenly rushed out, directly blocking the way of Yang Chen, Ling Yuyao and others. Immediately afterwards, the vicissitudes and murderous sneer also sounded.
"Yang Chen, you can let the old man look for it for a long time, now you finally show up!"
There was a sneer.
I saw that standing in front of myself and the others at this moment was an old man with white beard and hair. Lao Tzu was about 70 or 80 years old, wearing a golden robe, and the whole person didn't look angry.
And behind the old man, followed by a group of men in long robes, these people did not seem to be very old. But when everyone looked at Yang Chen, their eyes were full of coldness, and this endless killing intent was as if Yang Chen had a deep hatred with them.
"Northern Ming Dynasty?"
Seeing this group of people who suddenly appeared, Yang Chen squinted his eyes, and a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes.
That's right.
This group of people are not others, they are the people of the Northern Underworld Dynasty.
Needless to say, this old man with white beard and hair is naturally the ancestor of the Northern Ming Dynasty — the ancestor of the Northern Ming Dynasty!
"It's you again?" Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao and the others also took a breath. They subconsciously stepped back two steps, and everyone's body was cold.
At this moment, it seemed that the air had solidified.
Between the two sides, there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Old ancestors, these are these guys! They killed Feng Tianxia and wounded Feng Tianxiao! Old ancestors, you must avenge us!" The second prince pointed at Yang Chen on the opposite side and said with righteous indignation. , His eyes burst into flames.
"It's you little beasts who killed the old man's grandson?" Hearing this, the ancestor Bei Ming took a deep breath, and his old face also showed a sorrowful color.
"Very well, since you dare to do it, you are ready to die! The old man... I will send you down and apologize to the grandsons of the old man!"
After saying this, the ancestor Beiming's right hand also slowly lifted, and the golden light diffused out of his palm, as if it were materialized.
The powerful breath also diffused from his body.
Golden Core Fairy!
"Sure enough, it is the Golden Core Immortal." Seeing this scene, Yang Chen also had cold sweat on his forehead, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his body.