Su Xuan looked up.

"Huh." Su Xuan was a little shocked.

On the sky above my head, there was a gray, icy sky like snowing all the time. There was a fairy source screen. On the fairy source screen, there was a commissioned assassination information, and the person entrusted assassination was the one who was commissioned assassinated.

Su Xuan's eyes flashed: "Fusheng Prison? Who entrusted me to assassinate me?"

All Su Xuan could think of was Gu Ningbing.

Because Han Yuan civilization had a grudge against him, and it seemed that only Gu Ningbing had contact with him.

He guessed it right, but it wasn't exactly right.

In fact, Gu Ningbing's commissioned assassination was just a coincidence.

Even if Gu Ningbing entrusts assassination, Fusheng Prison will still kill Su Xuan. The reason and significance of Fusheng Prison exists is Su Xuan, and what is waiting for is Su Xuan's arrival.

Although the Fusheng Prison has existed in the Hanyuan civilization for tens of millions of years, relatively speaking, Su Xuan is only 10,000 years old. It seems inaccurate to say that the Fusheng Prison exists for Su Xuan, but the current Fusheng Prison and the previous Fusheng Prison are not a Fusheng Prison.

The current Fusheng Prison is the truly terrifying killer organization endorsed by the killing civilization.

Just as Su Xuan looked at the Xianyuan screen above.

On the Xianyuan screen, the information changed again.

"The person entrusted assassinated, Su Xuan, location information: Hanyuan Civilization - Heji Tavern in the Snow Border Town of Hanyuan Civilization."

Su Xuan subconsciously looked at the desolate street in front of him, and saw the Heji Tavern not far away in front of him.

"It's interesting." Su Xuan felt that he seemed to have fallen into a huge trap. The Hanyuan civilization seemed to be completely different from what he imagined.

It is not difficult for someone to know his arrival at the first moment he entered the Hanyuan civilization.

But, you will know your location in an instant.

There is only one possibility.

Only one person can do it - the Ice Ghost Taoist.

After all, the Hanyuan civilization is the inner world of the Ice Ghost Taoist. For the Hanyuan civilization, the Ice Ghost Taoist is equivalent to a God-like existence. It is understandable that the Ice Ghost Taoist can lock his own position at all times.

"Didn't that mean that the Ice Ghost Taoist has always known me and has been waiting for me?" Su Xuan clenched his fists slightly.

"In addition, what is the relationship between Fusheng Prison and the Ice Ghost Taoist? Fusheng Prison can get information about me in an instant from the Ice Ghost Taoist?"

At this moment.

"KaKaKa..."

Over the sky.

An inexplicable, harsh, crisp sound rang.

Clearly visible.

Pieces of giant metal like scales, silver-white thorn cold appeared for no reason, and countless pieces appeared together, endlessly spreading, and even wrapped the entire sky.

Not only that.

"Ahhhhh..." The next moment, the next moment, the howlings of hundreds of millions of ghosts and wolves sounded in Su Xuan's ears, and countless martial arts cultivators screamed.

Accompanied by these ghosts and wolves howling, the shrill scenes appeared in front of Su Xuan.

It is even more terrifying than the tragic situation on the 18th level of hell.

But I saw that countless martial arts practitioners were originally walking on the Hanyuan civilization ground, or practicing at their own homes, but at this moment, these people were inexplicably led by the supreme force and forced to go upwards.

Moreover, while his body was uncontrollably pulled towards the sky, his body and soul began to explode and turned into blood mist.

For a moment, the cold Hanyuan civilization was originally pure and flawless, but cruel fireworks were set off. Countless martial arts practitioners burst into blood mist, rippling all over the sky, and the blood mist continued to surge upwards with boundless resentment. Soon, they all surged onto the endless scales. The scales seemed to have been ignited, and for a moment, they became bright red, dazzling, and with evil light.

Just a few breaths.

In the sky, all the scales were completely condensed, forming a leak-free package.

Being closed tightly.

"Master, the situation is wrong. The scales just now were closed and there were a few breaths. Why didn't you choose to take this opportunity to leave first?" asked Xuanwu Xian Turtle.

"I can't leave." Su Xuan told the truth, his face looked a little ugly. In his breath just now, he clearly felt another breath locked in his mind. Su Xuan was sure that the source of this breath was the Ice Ghost Taoist.

Su Xuan doesn't like to increase others' ambitions and destroy his own prestige.
Chapter completed!