The ground is made of bloody stones that have accumulated for thousands of years. The palace is all red, and the disciples are all red robes. There is a faint blood floating in the air. This blood is very helpful for cultivation. This is the Blood Palace.
Ye Liantian frowned, seemingly worried, and walked quickly into the Grand Commander's Hall.
Dozens of people including Zhao Qingli gathered in the hall. The commander on the main seat was dressed in a light red robe. He looked thirty years old, had a square face, and red phoenix eyes. He held a pitch-black ghost-headed sword Zhudi in both hands. He never left this sword. , there was not much expression on his face at this moment, as if he was not the one who was angry and roaring before.
Song Chongyuan, the Holy Ruins Seven Entering the Void, has occupied the fourth place in the Tianyuan master list of Luanji Mountain for nearly a hundred years. Except for three monsters who practice magic, he has always been ranked first among the masters. It was only nearly a year ago that Monk Lingzhe arrived and narrowly defeated him. With half a move, he barely ranked fifth, but even so, no one below the third level of Huangji could underestimate him.
Seeing Ye Liantian come in, he asked: "How?"
Ye Liantian bowed his hands and saluted, sighed, and said: "The wizards have not yet prepared the antidote for the ancestors of the Blood King and the seniors of the Holy Market. Miss Song, Ying Ba and Qian Xuance are dying, and there is an unknown feeling in their bodies. The vicious energy is always killing their vitality!"
A group of people in the hall looked ugly when they heard this.
Then Song Chongyuan asked: "How long can Wanxing and Yingba survive?"
Ye Liantian hesitated for a moment and said: "They are all from famous families, and their divine bodies and bloodlines are much stronger than ordinary people, but... they only have a lifespan of more than a year!"
Song Chongyuan tapped the armrest with his index finger, and after a while he said: "What weird method did Xin Zhuo use? Why was it so sinister?"
He checked Song Wanxing and several people, but he couldn't tell what it was, but he could feel that this true energy was vast, vast, mysterious and impermanent. A trace of it was okay, but if too much entered the body, it would be difficult for a true immortal to come. !
This kind of thing shouldn't appear in a boy who is in the first stage of the Saint King!
Ye Liantian smiled bitterly: "I don't know, but there has been news from my hometown. Whether or not Xin Zhuo uses this special Qi depends entirely on his mood. Once used, the injured are basically hopeless!"
"You haven't done anything with him in the Xiniu Region?" Song Chongyuan asked.
Ye Liantian and Zhao Qingli looked at each other and shook their heads: "At that time, he was still a great sage. He was protected by Buddhism and the Yao family of Sandao Mountain. We couldn't bully him with our high status. Later, we fought with him in the ruins of the Kingdom of God. , but using the technique of Ability God Mingzhen!"
Song Chongyuan was silent, and after a moment he said: "This son insulted my Blood Palace and almost killed Miss Song. This revenge must be avenged. However, this son has been hiding in the Snow Palace for the past few months. Is there any way you can kill him?" Lure it out..."
Zhao Qingli was about to speak but stopped.
Ye Liantian said solemnly: "The commander-in-chief still doesn't know how terrible Xin Zhuo is. This person has entered the Holy King from the first stage of the Great Sage in a few years. He has broken many taboos and is unparalleled in resourcefulness. If he doesn't want to come out, we can't let him go no matter how hard we try. If he surrenders, if he comes out on his own, he will definitely have the confidence to be invincible and immortal."
Song Chongyuan smiled calmly: "It's an exaggeration. Even if he is as cunning as a fox, he is still a boy in the first stage of the Saint King."
"Great Commander!"
At this time, someone from outside suddenly entered in a hurry and bowed his hands: "The Snow Palace has undergone a major change. Jun Lingxiao, the commander-in-chief of the Snow Palace, and several masters of the Holy King Middle Realm were surrounded and killed by Na Xinzhuo. They ripped out their hearts and lungs. It was terrible to watch.
At this moment, no one in the Snow Palace is afraid of Xin Zhuo's three points! "
Song Chongyuan's face finally changed. It was full of doubts, confusion, and confusion. He and Jun Lingxiao were old friends. He knew this person's methods and tyranny. How could he be surrounded by that kid Xin Zhuo?
When did the Saint King's first stage have the ability to kill the masters of the Saint Ruins?
Aren’t the disciples of the Snow Palace under the control of Lord Ling Xiao?
Ye Liantian and Zhao Qingli were instantly terrified. How did Xin Zhuo do it?
Fortunately, the person who reported the report immediately said, "Xin Zhuo seems to be healing the Snow Queen and others!"
Song Chongyuan looked at Ye Liantian and said in surprise: "Xin Zhuo is a martial arts doctor?"
Ye Liantian thought for a while and said, "He seems to have practiced under the Medical Emperor of Donghua Mingyu."
"Can he cure Snow King?"
"It's hard to say, but I don't think he is any better than my 800-year-old witch doctor from the Blood Palace!"
"Well……"
Song Chongyuan felt relieved, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "It is said that Zhu Yao and Chen Jingzhe from Wushen Valley; Fei Yue, Yuan Miaoyin, Jiang Yong, Jiang Baifei, Zhao Qianyuan, Ying Quren and others from Killing God Sea are all Are you from Pensindra?"
Ye Liantian looked secretive: "Yes!"
"It's only the first stage of the Saint King, but the entire Luanji Mountain is an enemy, which is interesting!" Song Chongyuan waved, "Go and inform Wushen Valley and Killing God Sea. While the Snow Palace Lord Ling Xiao is dead, we can join forces to suppress the Snow Palace!"
"Here!"
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The Sea of Killing God is really a sea in Luanji Mountain, but this sea is only one foot deep. It is filled with stalagmites, white jade, and source stones. The environment is very complex.
Eight hundred simple palaces and 6,600 thatched houses were built on these stalagmites, and the mist filled them like the residence of gods.
Four figures are sitting cross-legged and fishing in a deep lake in the corner of the "Stone Sea". They are obviously disciples of the Killing God Sea, but they never go out on missions. However, whenever there are disciples of the Killing God Sea passing by nearby, they all stop to salute and express their gratitude. respect.
Even the commander of the "Killing God Sea" is like this.
Jiang Baifei has a tall build and a white face without a beard. He can be said to be in his mid-twenties, thirty-somethings, or forties. His small eyes are always half-open and half-closed. Occasionally they will open wider, just when he wants to take action. Over the past few months, he has been beaten by him. No fewer than hundreds of the disciples of the Killing God Sea were defeated with one move.
Although he didn't show any arrogance, he seemed to exude a pride that ignored everyone from his bones.
The top and bottom members of the Jiang family in the Three Daoshan Mountains of Donghua Mingyu are both fourth-generation disciples. When Jiang Wen saw him, he also wanted to call him his 19th uncle.
At this moment, he said slowly: "At first, I said I would go directly to the Snow Palace to kill the sea of gods. The name of this force sounds a bit obscene. It is really boring!"
Zhao Qianyuan, Zhao Tong'er's cousin, the fourth generation from the last generation, shook his head slightly: "The name is just a code name, Killing the Sea of Gods sounds better than a turtle shell, not to mention that there are rules for each place. The three masters of Huangji here have regulations. Fellow disciples are not allowed to fight each other, so we all went to Xin Zhuo's side. We were afraid of our hands and feet. It would be really boring if one of us could not be surrounded by a group of three holy realms!
The seven major forces in Luanji Mountain are hostile to each other. When we go elsewhere, it is easy for us to kill or capture alive, and no one can say anything. "
Jiang Baifei threw the fishing rod and said: "You are right, but in fact, we have all been included in the Laoshizi Tianyuan Ranking. As long as Xinzhuo is not a fool, he will find out that we are here! The result is as expected, hiding in the snow The palace can’t come out. Is it possible for us to break into the Snow Palace? The people in Luanji Mountain are not weak!"
Yingshi Yingquren, Yingsiren's biological eldest brother, said: "It's really difficult to deal with now. It would be interesting if we could unite the seven families and jointly destroy the Snow Palace. Anyway, all three masters of Huangji Dao were injured. "
After saying that, the three of them looked at the hunched old man in the front and said in unison: "Old Jiang, you know Xin Zhuo best, so why don't you say something!"
"squeak."
Jiang Yong turned his back to the three of them and held the fishing rod. He did not look like a master of the Holy Market at all, but looked like a fishmonger selling fish in the countryside. Moreover, he said "squeak" very seriously.
Jiang Baifei and the three of them had long faces.
Ying Qu Ren said: "Old Jiang, this joke is not funny at all!"
Jiang Yong turned around, with an old face like an eggplant beaten by frost: "I have no idea. I advise you to think of an idea as soon as possible. It's too late!"
Zhao Qianyuan frowned: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Yong slowly pulled up the fishing rod, threw up a small fry, and said: "To be honest, I can't understand Xin Zhuo. How many times it was obviously a dead end, but he got him alive; many times it was obviously a live end, but he But I have to play to death!"
Jiang Baifei frowned and said: "Brother Qi, why do I think what you said sounds like a fortune teller? What do you want to say? Is he going to die or survive this time?"
Jiang Yong said word by word: "Dead end! There are at least seven or eight Saint Ruins masters in Luanji Mountain who want to kill him! Outside, the Red Emperor and a Huangji Ancestor from the Central Territory are recovering from their injuries. Ten years later, Once the internal injuries are a little better, he will fight his way into Luanji Mountain!
Ten years may be half a lifetime for ordinary people, but for warriors, especially those in the Saint King realm, it is like a day. Therefore, even if we cannot kill him or capture him alive, he only has ten years at most.
Yuqing's head is very flexible. He will definitely think of it, but he didn't leave. He didn't leave, so he would naturally have an idea. Once he has an idea, he might be able to kill us. He often does this! "
Jiang Baifei sneered: "What can he do to kill us? Maybe he just has no place to go?"
Jiang Yong said: "I don't think so!"
Zhao Qianyuan's eyes widened: "Why don't you think so? He can defy the heavens? How many times can he use his one-time technique? Did God send it to him? Did he conjure it out of thin air?"
Jiang Yong said: "I can think whatever I like!"
"Forget it, let's go!"
The four of them stood up together, threw away their fishing rods, and went their separate ways.
Before they could go far, a figure in golden armor appeared in front of him like a ghost, with sword intent surrounding him. It was Fei Yue from Bahuang Mountain. He smiled and said, "Four of you, walk slowly. Xin Zhuo set up a trap in the Snow Palace to kill Jun Lingxiao, the commander of the Snow Palace." , Martial God Valley and Blood Palace invited us to defeat Snow Palace and hunt down Xin Zhuo, are you interested?"
Jiang Baifei and the other three looked back sharply, with a smile on their faces.
Jiang Yong stroked his beard and sighed softly. (End of chapter)
