Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Zhang Chongtian trembled with fright.

"What did you give to me? Qin Ming is only in his twenties, heir to a small family?" The white-bearded old man trembled angrily. "Do you think I'm getting confused and confused?"

"Old ancestor, how dare I fool you? This information is true." Zhang Chongtian's nose and tears came out, and his face was full. The ancestor was really angry, and it is very likely that he slapped himself.

Even in the end, it proved that the information was true, but he was dead.

Middle-aged people know that at this time, they must speak, otherwise, after Zhang Chongtian goes out, he will definitely not give himself good fruit.

He tremblingly stepped forward, staring at Wu Zun's boundless pressure, and squatted: "Zun... Your Lord, what the leader Zhang Chongtian said is true. This little intelligence has personally checked it and it is absolutely true."

The white-bearded old man looked at the two of them not as if they were lying, and if this information was false, it would definitely be exposed in the future, they should not have the courage to use it to fool themselves.

"What intelligence made you so angry?" The red-browed old man who was watching the sword attentively turned around and waved his hand, and the parchment on the ground flew up and fell lightly on his hand.

Hearing the red-browed old man talking, Zhang Chongtian became even more frightened.

The old man with red eyebrows don't look at him as kind, thinking he is easy to get along with.

When Hongmei Wuzun was still Emperor Wu, he liked to kill. After becoming Wuzun, he was even more difficult to serve. If he was a little uncomfortable, he would kill for pleasure.

However, he is still strong, talented, and superb swordsmanship, and all the martial arts dare not easily attack him.

This one had killed two Wu Zuns and made great contributions to the Pill Alliance.

Pill Alliance, because of his guard, no one dared to mess with it.

Over the years, he has been in retreat. This time when he left, his ancestor must have told him about Qin Ming.

"Huh? It's really outrageous." The red-browed old man frowned and said, "However, it doesn't matter. I will find out if I go to Chenyang City to investigate. If you lie to me, hum..."

Zhang Chongtian was in a cold sweat behind his back and his face was pale: "Sir, how dare we lie to you, this information is true."

The old man with red eyebrows nodded, and said to the old man with white beard next to him: "I'll be here when I go."

After speaking, the old man with red eyebrows flashed away, and he disappeared in the hall.

Seeing the old man with red eyebrows gone, Zhang Chongtian let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, you two go down. If this information is false, you two will clean your necks and wait for death! Even if you escape to the end of the world, you will definitely die." The white-bearded old man waved his hand and beat. Fan.

"Yes." Zhang Chongtian and the middle-aged man slowly stepped back and left.

...

Two days later, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the old man with white beard.

"Is it clear?" The white-bearded old man sat in the hall, not even moving.

For him, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

"I've checked it out," Venerable Hongmei didn't dare to say anything, "I'm in trouble this time, and all these information are actually true."

"Really? This kind of information is also true?" The white-bearded old man widened his eyes and looked at his red eyebrows incredibly.

"Wu Zun in his twenties is incredible." Red-browed Wu Zun muttered to himself.

The white-bearded old man was also lost in thought. He knew how amazing this information was.