After saying that, Qin Baixiao turned around and ran towards the direction of the family with firm steps. There was a sense of perseverance and determination in his back.

Watching Qin Baixiao leave, Qin Xianglan took a deep breath and calmed down her complex emotions. Then, she, Yue Xue and several remaining warriors of the Qin family, organized her clothes and embarked on the journey to the imperial city.

They knew very well that what awaited them ahead would be a more cruel and thrilling battle, but for the glory and interests of the family, they had no room for retreat.

The Dazhen Imperial City is like a once dazzling but gradually faded pearl, located in the core position of the Dazhen Dynasty Wangzhou. Looking back on the past, the imperial city was full of traffic and bustling.

On the wide main road, luxurious carriages were endless, the sound of horse hooves and wheels were intertwined, and the sound of bustling music was played. The shops on the street were lined up, signs were hanging high, and a wide range of goods were filled with shelves. The owners enthusiastically attracted customers, and shouted one after another.

The strong aroma of wine and food wafted out from the restaurant. Diners exchanged cups and laughter echoed in the streets and alleys. However, with the passage of time and the change of the dynasty pattern, the imperial city today is no longer as glorious as it was in the past and is no longer the most prosperous place of the Dazhen Dynasty.

In the vast territory of the Dazhen Dynasty, the "Dazhen Holy City" where the Dazhen Holy Temple is headquartered is like an emerging sun. With its unique charm and powerful influence, it has attracted heroes from all directions and merchants from all directions, becoming the most prosperous and lively place in the dynasty.

In the holy city, the magnificent sacred building rises from the ground, magnificent, exuding a mysterious and majestic atmosphere. The streets are spacious and tidy, the road surface is paved with smooth stone slabs, and strange flowers and plants are planted beside the road, which is fragrant all year round.

The practitioners who come and go are dressed brightly, the magical instruments are shining, and the rare spiritual objects and secrets of martial arts in the trading market are dazzling, and they are in a prosperous scene.

After Ling Xiao resolutely left Zhaixing Tower City, he flew towards the nearest city like an agile goshawk. He was agile and shuttled between the blue sky and white clouds. The mountains, rivers and rivers along the way quickly passed by his feet like a scroll.

It took only three days to reach the key city. The teleportation array in the city was like a mysterious entrance to an unknown world, quietly emitting a glimmer of light. Ling Xiao stepped into the teleportation array without any hesitation.

The moment Ling Xiao came out of the teleportation array, he seemed to have experienced a wonderful transformation. His originally handsome face was gone at all, replaced by a thick beard with a thick beard, and his rough skin seemed to have been tempered by years.

His figure is slightly fat, and his every move shows his heroic spirit. He is completely a rough image of a man. Not only that, the aura around him has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The originally sharp and unique aura has now become thick and ordinary, like a grain of sand hidden in the vast sea of ​​people, with no outstanding features.

At this time, many people in the Dazhen Dynasty had already known about Ling Xiao coming towards the Dazhen Imperial City. All forces were like sharks smelling blood, rushing towards here. Although Ling Xiao was strong and confident, he knew the danger and cruelty of the Dazhen Dynasty.

Once surrounded by many forces, even if he has the ability to be in heaven, he is very likely to fall into a desperate situation and his life is not guaranteed. As the saying goes, "Be careful to make the ten thousand-year ship", the lives of others are precious, and his life is only one more than that of ordinary people. You must not take risks at will and joke about your own life, otherwise once you lose it, you will be doomed.

Ling Xiao was strolling on the street of the imperial city. At this moment, he was like a bearded "Zhang Fei". He took steady steps and his eyes accidentally swept across the crowd around him.

On both sides of the streets in the city, there were crowds of people rushing, and warriors were coming and going.

They either talked loudly about the anecdotes in the Dazhen Dynasty; or were alone, with a hurry and their own purposes. Some of the warriors had strong auras and awesome auras all over them, and they could tell at a glance that they were masters in the Dazhen Dynasty.

In addition, Ling Xiao's keen perception also realized that in this seemingly calm city, there were several extremely hidden but extremely powerful auras hidden. These auras were like giant beasts lurking in the darkness, and could suddenly start to hurt people at any time.

Ling Xiao was secretly alert in his heart, frowned slightly, but his steps did not stop at all, and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened. He knew very well that in this undercurrent imperial city, he must always be alert to find a glimmer of life in this upcoming storm.

After a while, Ling Xiao walked through the streets and alleys of the imperial city, his eyes as if he was like a torch, and he was carefully searching for a suitable place to stay.

Finally, he found a slightly ancient but quiet inn. When he stepped into the inn, a faint fragrance of sandalwood came to his face, making people's mood calmer in an instant. After a brief negotiation with the shopkeeper, Ling Xiao followed the stairs to his room.

The room was not big, but it was clean and tidy. A wooden bed was placed against the wall, and there was a simple table and two chairs beside the bed.

Ling Xiao closed the door, walked to the bed, and slowly sat cross-legged. He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and his whole body gradually entered an ethereal state. Then, he used his spiritual power in his body, and his body flashed, and he entered the mysterious magic needle space.

"Cultivation!" Ling Xiao whispered in his heart. Although his voice was light, it exuded an extremely firm determination. Now, his strength has already qualitative leap compared to the past, and his every move contains powerful power, but the enemies he faces are becoming more and more powerful.

Those opponents hiding in the dark, like dormant giant beasts, are ready to give him a fatal blow at any time. He knows well that in this crisis-ridden town dynasty, the only thing that can continuously improve one's own strength is the key to standing out in this cruel survival game.

The core of improving strength is to break through the existing realm.

Ling Xiao has been at the peak of Tongtian Realm for some time. During this period, he has been constantly polishing himself, accumulating his foundation, and trying to break through this shackles. If he can successfully break through, he will have more chances of winning when facing the powerful Star Realm, and he will have more room for maneuver in that fierce battle.

At the same time, a series of wonderful changes occurred in the magic needle space. The clone of the Demon Spirit King had completely awakened, and the powerful aura was like a surging tide, spreading freely in the space. With the awakening of the Demon Spirit King's clone, the Demon Spirit Sect also slowly emerged in the demon needle space.
Chapter completed!