"Dang Cang..."
The spiritual sword that was hanging on the beam and emitting endless light suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
And the powerful ancestor Ye Chen, who was as powerful as an immortal, had no momentum at this moment. His feet were off the ground, his face showed pain, and he subconsciously kicked his feet, like a child who was manipulated by an adult.
There was a person standing behind him, a person with the same young appearance, but most of the people present knew him.
"Xin Zhuo?"
"...His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor!"
Jian Jiuqing, Shangguan Chiling, and Su Wuji suddenly forgot about the pain and bleeding on their bodies. They looked at Xin Zhuo blankly, and then looked at Ye Chen with difficulty.
It's hard for them to accept this...
The nearly invincible Ye Chen, and Xin Zhuo, who was not expected to be too powerful, were held in his hands like a child.
"I'm not here to help!"
Xin Zhuo smiled, "After all, I've only been cultivating for sixty years, and I'm still being hunted everywhere. I can't possibly help. I'm just here to talk to this brother."
Jian Jiuqing and Su Wuji had complex expressions on their faces. They felt as if they were in a turmoil. They didn't know what to say, so they had to bow deeply.
Xin Zhuo let go of Ye Chen at this time, and the latter jumped up, smashing the roof with flowing clouds and flowing water. He stood high in the sky, looking down from above, with a solemn expression on his face: "It's you, what a clumsy way to hide, who are you?"
"They said, my name is Xin Zhuo." Xin Zhuo also pinched a piece of fruit and ate it.
"Xin Zhuo!"
Ye Chen was obviously very familiar with this name. His face changed slightly, he formed seals with his hands, and pressed down fiercely. A huge hand that was as solid as a substance formed in mid-air, and struck down suddenly. The terrifying power of the fairy spirit was accompanied by the thunder of the tribulation period, All came together.
The Mahamudra of the Void!
Jian Jiuqing and the others once again felt the majestic pressure of the sea, and the wounds that had just stopped bleeding burst open again.
However, Xin Zhuo flicked his little finger, and the terrifying palm print suddenly dissipated with loud thunder and small raindrops.
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, jumped up high, and pointed again.
"whispering sound--"
After a harsh bird chirp, a ray of red light descended from a height of ten thousand feet and turned into a huge fire bird sword. The sword's intention, shape and form reached a certain extreme. While it was killing at a rapid speed, countless flames were scattered around it.
The entire palace was soon in flames.
"Firebird..."
Xin Zhuo also pointed his finger, and another fire bird sword intention came straight towards him.
Ye Chen's face changed drastically: "How could you also..."
Before he finished speaking, his Fire Bird Sword Intention had dissipated, but Xin Zhuo's Fire Bird Sword Intent pierced his chest, and his whole body burned.
He screamed in pain, and relying on his familiarity with the mystery of this sword, he forcibly dispersed the sword intent and flames, and teleported straight into the distance. He suddenly understood that this Xin Zhuo was much stronger than him and was just teasing him. , I can't help but feel fear, it's better to go first,
The next moment, the shadow of a sycamore tree covering the sky and the sun swept over the entire imperial capital, blocking all his ways. One of the sycamore leaves lightly patted,
"puff--"
He was vulnerable to a single blow, like being struck by lightning. The meridians all over his body were damaged, and his spiritual energy dissipated. He went back to where he came from, followed the broken roof of the palace study, and fell to the ground. It shook up a piece of rubble and jade fragments, and his mind was buzzing. .
However, Xin Zhuo just sat cross-legged on an empty chair and seemed to have done nothing from beginning to end. He just flicked his fingers again at this moment. In everyone's puzzled eyes, there was a strong wind outside and heavy rain falling. The fire in the palace was extinguished in the blink of an eye.
This magical power of "calling wind and rain" really frightened everyone.
The dizzy Ye Chen's pupils shrank and he said in surprise: "At least the magic of summoning wind and rain at the level of an immortal, you..."
"What are the immortals? The five degenerates of gods and humans and the fourth degenerate of ethereal realm can be killed!"
Xin Zhuo explained to him slowly, "This is Rushan's magic that changes the sea and floods. It diverts the river water in the imperial capital city and blows a strong wind along with it."
Ye Chen frowned and said: "Warriors don't practice magic. Only the Earth Immortal has the opportunity to try the magic and martial arts to penetrate the mysterious world. It is a gift from the immortal to choose the path of future practice. How did you learn this..."
Xin Zhuo was too lazy to explain. He glanced at everyone and suddenly felt boring.
When a person truly possesses strength that transcends a certain level, the people he looked up to in the past and his peers all become vulgar or extremely ordinary.
He looked at Ye Chen: "Tell me what they are doing? I only give you this chance."
"Xin Zhuo, you don't need to talk to me in this tone. I'm one or two hundred years older than you. Wherever I come from, you can't resist me!"
Ye Chen looked indifferent, "But I admire you very much. Let me tell you, we are from Fuxian Palace, and we are here to coax the Supreme Emperor Ji Yu. We are here to absorb the fortune of the country and the country of the Zhou Dynasty! Luck is for warriors, If you don't reach the holy realm, you won't notice its benefits, but for us cultivators, it has great benefits! Well, that's it."
"very good!"
…
In the imperial palace, in front of the Qiankun Hall.
The Qiankun Palace is so high that it can overlook the entire imperial capital and even all directions.
The surrounding pavilions are equally tall, and the solemn atmosphere makes people dare not approach. Three thousand of the most elite masters guard the surrounding areas. On weekdays, let alone ordinary palace eunuchs, even concubines and princes will be driven away by the selfless guards. .
But at this moment, as Xin Zhuo arrived with Ye Chen, Jian Jiuqing and a group of people, all the tight guards instantly collapsed. All the guards jumped up one after another, knelt down in order, and said with fanaticism: "Your Majesty!"
Not to mention Ye Chen, Jian Jiuqing and the others didn't quite understand this scene, Xin Zhuo was also a little confused.
I saw the guard commander saying: "I am a descendant of the Western Qin Army! Your portrait is deeply etched in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people like you. We will recognize you even if we turn into ashes."
The soldiers were uneducated and didn't know how to speak, but Xin Zhuo understood and felt a little emotional in his heart. He patted the commander's helmet gently: "Well done!"
The commander burst into tears: "Your Majesty!"
After saying that, he stood up and pointed to the top of the Qiankun Hall: "The Supreme Emperor and the eleven immortals are there!"
Sold cleanly!
Xin Zhuo did not look over immediately, he was just looking below the palace.
Ye Chen behind him flashed his eyes and said with a smile: "What state is Brother Xin in? It can be seen that Miss Lingque'er of Fuxian Palace is already in the first level of True Immortal, which is equivalent to the Three Forests of Yuanji Realm!"
Jian Jiuqing looked flustered and immediately stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, please think twice. I'm afraid your practice has not been easy these years, so don't act in a hurry..."
Before he finished speaking, Xin Zhuo was already pointing at the entire huge palace building of Qiankun Palace.
A blurry shadow of the sycamore tree flashed and disappeared into the palace building. It seemed that the original power that had gone through a long period of time restrained the huge tall building. The ground shook violently, and the entire imperial city also shook.
Murong Yunxi, Emperor Ji Yong, the queen, the queen mother, the prince, the princes and ministers, the royal princes, and the masters of the Taiping Palace not far away were frightened, and they all rushed over. Then, they saw a terrifying scene——
That unique and huge building, which cost countless manpower and financial resources and was cultivated by the Supreme Emperor Ji Yu and the immortals, suddenly rose from the ground and rose into the sky. Then it shattered "with a bang" and turned into countless rubbles, broken bricks and cold Iron is scattered all over the sky.
The scene is terrifying and spectacular!
Twelve of the figures seemed to have just woken up from trance. They first looked around in surprise, and then locked their gazes immediately below. One of the petite and exquisite figures had an angry face, thousands of golden lights glowing on his body, surrounded by fairy aura, and waved his hand to strike. Palm,
"Ouch——"
A dragon roar resounded throughout the world, accompanied by a dragon head that covered the sky and the sun, swooping down. The dragon's eyes shot out thousands of cold rays, the dragon's beard swayed, and the earth around the Qiankun Hall cracked.
The vision was terrible, and the pressure was like the heavens falling.
Everyone in the entire imperial city was instantly enveloped by the terrifying pressure of the immortal, and couldn't help but crawl to the ground, horrified.
"Xin Zhuo, are you crazy? Let's go!"
Murong Yunxi's desperate cry could be heard in the distance.
"hehe……"
Ye Chen was also lying on the ground, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, looking at Xin Zhuo's back, his eyes full of expectation, and then, the expectation turned into confusion——
Xin Zhuo was also looking at the methods of the woman in the so-called true fairyland. Frankly speaking, he was full of respect for the word "immortal". They were a group of creatures that were beyond the constraints of all the rules of heaven and earth, which made people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts, except for this woman. .
He even shook his head, spat, stretched out his right hand, and a cry of the Sky Sword resounded throughout the imperial capital. In an instant, it shattered all the immortal energy in the sky. The dragon pattern sword enveloped dozens of ancient people as if in the long river of time. The sword cultivator's anger was cut away with one sword, and the original power of Wutong followed, rolling up the original sword force all over the sky, covering all the sorrows and joys of the world, a flawless blow.
"boom--"
The Immortal Qi Dragon Head is broken!
"Buzz——"
The golden light all over the woman's body was shattered.
"ah……"
A shrill scream resounded high in the sky, twelve figures scattered like rags, and the miserable blood filled the sky.
The immortal woman was the worst. With a sword stuck in her chest, she carried her head into the ruins, exposing her two shiny thighs hanging outside. She trembled twice and stopped moving.
Xin Zhuo then calmly rolled up his sleeves and said: "Damn it, I will kill the immortal today!"
(End of chapter)
