"Buzz——"
The nine-color true energy and the three solstice suns filled the valleys and dense forests, and then suddenly swayed violently. The chaotic mountain patterns were faintly filled with emptiness and disillusionment, and thousands of towering ancient trees collapsed.
Not far away, Mo Xianyi and Nie Yinniang were thrown away. Mo Xianyi, who was wearing Yuanji Balin's strength, was condensed to the extreme. Her long hair was flying. She tried hard to resist, but still couldn't stop it.
Dozens of Tai Chi Masters and Master Kong Yun outside also stood up suddenly, struggling for a moment.
"Breaking through?"
"Quasi-Saint Breakthrough?"
A group of people were shocked, and then looked at each other, and they suddenly knew who the "young devil" was.
Xin Zhuo!
There is not a single vulgar person present who is very knowledgeable, and who knows the rumors about Xin Zhuo in Northern Xinjiang?
Apart from the legendary true warriors, only Xin Zhuo has the Nine Colors True Qi, and only his mind has the weird Three Suns!
It suddenly dawned on me, no wonder...
It's Xin Zhuo. Not to mention destroying ten major sects, it's not surprising to destroy a hundred sects. After all, he has destroyed two super sects, beheaded four quasi-sages, and defeated the Chu family and Shan Shan who were just one step away from becoming saints with one halberd. A precedent for masters from the gods.
For a moment, everyone was uneasy and frightened. It turned out to be this person!
After a while, the aura of breaking through the surroundings disappeared, and Xin Zhuo appeared like a ghost, his aura stronger than before.
There is only one unbroken gate left in Danhai!
And there is still a surplus of luck!
There is only one Huangquanzong left.
"Senior Xin!"
The attitude of the group of people became extremely respectful, without any perfunctory attitude at all, and they were convinced.
Xin Zhuo chuckled, looked at the night sky in the distance, and said, "Get ready!"
…
"I'm afraid it's just ahead!"
High in the sky, Xiao Jingyi and Han Zhi, who were dusty and with long beards, flew by at high speed, their faces full of fear and anger.
Maybe at first, they came to regain the situation and kill the "young man" who was chasing their disciples, but this year they followed behind and what they saw and heard made their hearts tighten.
After destroying at least six or seven super sects, what on earth did that "young man" want to do?
The valley was right in front of them. Xiao Jingyi and Han Ju were cautious and approached slowly. After crossing a dense forest, they couldn't help but be startled.
I saw the Yin energy rising into the sky in front of me. Fifty or sixty faceless people wearing bamboo hats, holding extremely Yin objects in their hands, stood high in the sky and looked at them coldly.
"Holy, Holy Son, how are you?" Han Ju stammered and asked.
Xiao Jing glanced at it briefly and felt relieved. The highest person was no more than an upper-class Saint Son level master. He could fight. He laughed and said: "Kill him!"
First, the momentum of the Eight Forests of Yuanji was rolled up, and a huge coffin roared into the sky, shooting down three thousand ghost shadows, shining on all the "hat people": "Xiao Jingyi, the holy son of the Huangquan Holy Sect, I will kill you today! After death! Let me mention..."
Before he finished saying the word "my name", it was stuck in his throat because the huge coffin above him suddenly "malfunctioned". Not only did it malfunction, there was also a person sitting on the coffin board.
He looked like a "young man" with a smile on his face. Not only was this smile familiar, but it also made him lose all resistance. He immediately turned around and cursed: "You bastard, how did you get into this..."
Before he finished speaking, the person on the coffin clicked his finger, and the nine colors of Qi roared. He felt numb all over and fell heavily to the ground.
Han Zhi's blood ran cold and he tried his best to escape far away.
I don’t know whether it’s because of good luck or because those people didn’t pay attention to me, but no one came to chase me.
But he understood that something big had happened!
That "young man" was more than just a deity, he even defeated the Holy Son with one finger and was captured!
What should I say if I go back to bring in reinforcements?
He gritted his teeth.
The other party is a quasi-sage master, and he has a sect force, and his disciples practice Jiyin way. Well, the two ancestors will definitely come in person!
…
In the valley, Xiao Jingyi was already tied up. When he looked at Mo Xianyi and Master Kongyun who had taken off their bamboo hats, they all knew them.
A group of people didn't dare to look at him. After all, he was the holy son of the super sect Huangquan Sect. This matter... really caused a big fuss!
Is this Holy Son probably going to fight to the death to defend the face of the super sect?
Sang Qingqing coughed lightly, smiled bitterly and consoled him: "Shengzi Xiao, this matter..."
But I saw that Holy Son Xiao looked at Xin Zhuo and said seriously and matter-of-factly: "Your Majesty, what are you doing? This is not the first time that I have been captured by you. I won't run away without you tying me up. Don't do this. "
"King" is the title given to the emperor's husband in the Daqian Holy Dynasty. He thought it was more appropriate to call him this way, and his tone was more "gentle" than his face.
"?"
A group of masters looked dull.
"Well said!"
Xin Zhuo untied Xiao Jingyi, sat side by side with him, and asked like an old friend: "Do you think the man named Han Zhi will inform the Huangquan Sect, and will the Huangquan Sect come in full force?"
Xiao Jingyi thought about it carefully and was not sure what Xin Zhuo meant, but he still replied with an honest wry smile: "I think they will all come. After all, the only ones who can easily defeat me are Quasi-Sages, and many of you are pretending to be ghost cultivators. The practice of our Huangquan Saint Sect is to swallow Yin Qi, especially now that it is said that the catastrophe of all races is coming, who is not searching for all resources?"
Xin Zhuo nodded with satisfaction: "Do you know what your sect's inheritance is? I mean... what can destroy your inheritance?"
"Of course they are psychic companion coffins. These coffins are passed down from generation to generation. Each generation of ancestors will bless the magic circle on the coffin and pass it on to the new disciples after they are seated and dead!"
After Xiao Jing finished speaking, he was suddenly surprised: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
Xin Zhuo said slowly: "Of course I will destroy your family's inheritance!"
Xiao Jingyi's face turned from white to red, from red to green, and finally turned into the color of pig liver. He looked up to the sky and sighed, tears rolling down: "I knew this day..."
…
On the last day of Grain Rain, the twenty-fourth solar term, there was heavy rain, drenching the entire valley with green.
Outside the valley, over the dense forest, three thousand coffins suddenly appeared. They were colorful and filled with a strong yin energy, which dispersed the rain on their own.
The Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix coffins at the top are simple and ferocious in shape, carved with mysterious patterns, and hint of blood, which makes people feel terror and palpitations.
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the Kowloon coffin: "With the ability to destroy the ten major sects, defeat Jingyi with one finger, and without the colorful vision of the saint, I am afraid he is a quasi-sage. There are many quasi-sages in the northern border, but I wonder who it is?”
In the Jiufeng coffin, the woman's cold voice said: "The people who have done so many evil things should not be the people of Kujian Dongtian, Bei Mingfu and the Chu family, let alone the people trapped in Konghai, the masters of the Thirty Thousand God Island It’s very possible! But there are very few ghost cultivators on Sanwanshen Island!”
"In this case, we can wait for work and don't have to rush forward rashly. These people knew that we were here but did not escape. I guess they have some confidence, so they must wait for us to take action first!"
"Now that we have predicted it, let's wait and let them take action first, and then use the Underworld Coffin Formation to kill them!"
"Can!"
…
"Will your Majesty take action?"
In the valley, Demon Sect Sannan looked at Xin Zhuo.
A group of experts, except Xiao Jingyi, all looked at Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo squinted his eyes through a thorn bush and said with a smile: "Don't panic, they think we will take the lead. There is no need to wait!"
Only the Huangquan Sect can take action first and annihilate them in one fell swoop. Go out first, even if you take the initiative, you will be passive.
…
An hour later.
Outside the valley.
"They think that we thought they would take action and guessed what we were thinking, so there is no need to wait for them to take action first."
The gentle voice in the Kowloon coffin is full of calmness and wisdom.
…
Another hour later.
"They thought we had guessed their intention of us taking the first move, so they were waiting for us to make the first move."
In the valley, Yan Kuozong's eyes were filled with the light of wisdom.
Xin Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows.
…
The third hour.
"They guessed that we wanted them to take action first, so they were unwilling to take action, or were they waiting for us to take action first?"
The cold female voice in Jiufeng's coffin couldn't help but say.
…
The fourth hour.
The light rain turned into heavy rain.
"They guessed that we wanted them to take action first, so they were reluctant to take action. They thought we would not be able to help but take action. They thought we thought they..."
When Yan Kuozong said this, he couldn't get around the corner and looked at the experts around him blankly.
Mo Xianyi, Master Tai Chi and Sang Qing were all stunned. So, who would make the first move?
…
"Damn it, they must not have guessed that the Chu family in Northern Xinjiang, Beiming Mansion and Kujian Dongtian were indifferent, and only I, Sheng Linyuanqi, who was in charge of Xian Konghai, would come out to meddle in their own affairs!"
Thousands of feet high in the sky, two figures stood faintly.
An old man with gray hair was silent.
The speaker was a young man with yellow eyebrows, his eyes were as bright as fire, and his temples were protruding.
Both of them are far beyond the level of quasi-sages, but they don't have the true saint's ability to dominate the world and be worshiped by all things!
False Saint!
The old man said calmly: "The decree on the mountain is that Saint Linyuan will be in charge of me, Zeng Konghai. Naturally, I will maintain the peace of the northern border and wait for the arrival of the quasi-sage in the world. How can the three families of Kujiandongtian be willing to meddle in others' affairs?"
The yellow-browed young man looked down and said, "Who will take action first?"
The old man looked like a fool: "Guess whether the two parties below know who will make the first move?"
The young man with yellow eyebrows swallowed his saliva and said: "No matter what, this kid who destroyed the ten major sects cannot be kept!"
"Are you sure? Do you know who he is?"
"who?"
"Disciple of the Medical Emperor!"
"The Medical Emperor is on the mountain."
"All right!"
(End of chapter)
