After Murong Chuiguang saw all this, his eyes were about to pop out of his head.
His hair was disheveled, he looked like a ghost, and his light was as cold as a knife. He shouted: "Ning Yue, you are a beast, worse than a dog, how dare you kill my son!"
All the servants and guards in the hall knelt on the ground in fear, not daring to raise their heads.
The atmosphere was extremely solemn. Each square of the air seemed to weigh a million pounds and was filled with terrifying murderous intent.
"My lord, calm down, the prince is dead. His soul has been shattered and destroyed. There must be a soul lamp in the palace, so why not reincarnate his remaining soul."
The Great Sage of Hell advises.
A royal family member with Murong Ziying's status must have a residual soul left in the palace to prevent accidents from happening.
If such a thing happened that the soul was destroyed, the remaining soul could be reincarnated.
"Beast! Who is this guarding the soul lamp!? If you don't report such a big event, you are seeking death!"
Murong Chuiguang reacted, a bright light burst out from his right palm, and he grabbed the void, and a fat man with a fat head and big ears was caught by him.
The fat man was the steward guarding the soul lamp. He was so frightened that his face turned blue and he kept kowtowing.
"You evil beast! I asked you to take care of the soul lamp. You don't know about such a big event and you didn't report it!"
Murong Chuiguang's eyes glared angrily, and he directly pulled out the soul of the monk in the Fusion Realm and burned it with fierce fire. He let out a shrill roar, and a moment later, he was wiped out in ashes.
"Your Majesty, did you hear what I just said?" The Great Sage of Hell spoke again.
"You don't need to worry about this matter. I will take care of it naturally. I, the king, will kill the Haoming Immortal Dynasty now, kill this thief with my own hands, and avenge my son!"
Murong Chuiguang shouted.
"Your Majesty, you must not do this. Not long ago, the Ziyang Sect announced a major event!" The Great Sage of Hell hurriedly stopped him.
"What a big deal, what does it have to do with me?" Murong Chuiguang sneered disdainfully.
"The Ziyang Sect has announced that it will become Ning Yue's protector, and their sect will recommend Ning Yue to become the disciple of Emperor Zhuxian!"
The Great Sage of Hell sighed sadly.
"What! Damn Chen Yuanba, how dare he do this!"
Murong Chuiguang was shocked again and his color suddenly changed.
If Ning Yue really became the disciple of Emperor Zhuxian, how could he dare to provoke him?
None of their ancestors dared to provoke the terrifying existence of Emperor Zhuxian!
Snapped!
He clenched his fists and made a clicking sound. The veins on his body were exposed, and he looked extremely ferocious: "So what if I am protected by the Ziyang Sect? There are no people I, Murong Chuiguang, want to kill who cannot be killed!"
"Your Highness, we must be cautious about this matter. It is related to the life and death of our Immortal Dynasty. With Ning Yue's talent, there is a high probability that he may be the disciple of Emperor Zhuxian. I will say this so that I can take care of myself."
The Great Sage of Hell didn't want to say any more. He bowed his hands and turned to leave.
"Ning Yue! Ning Yue, you beast will not die well! I will kill you with a thousand knives!"
Murong Chuiguang's extremely angry roar echoed in the hall, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
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Anding city.
In the hospital, Ning Yue successfully helped Murong Yu break through the integration.
Murong Yu burst into tears of gratitude. Originally, it would take at least a hundred years for her to break through the integration.
However, Ning Yue passed on his power to her, and his spiritual energy was as vast as the sea. It only took her less than an hour to reach the critical point of breakthrough. After taking the Breaking Realm Pill, she successfully broke through and merged.
"Thank you, Master. I am willing to serve you all my life. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse."
Murong Yu knelt in front of Ning Yue again, crying so hard that his eyes were filled with gratitude.
"Xiao Yu, what you said is a bit serious. You have served me for so long, and you deserve it. You go down and rest. There are too many people recently, so please close the hotel."
Ning Yue confessed, turned around and went back to his room to rest.
He now has an urgent matter to deal with. Previously, he discovered a golden fruit from the small world of the ancient monk's cave. This fruit is very spiritual and refuses to yield and be refined.
Ning Yue could not forcibly erase the spirituality of this fruit. He was worried about destroying the fruit and causing energy loss.
Ning Yue searched for ancient books and found that this fruit was very similar to the Zhunti Immortal Fruit recorded in the book.
This thing is also a valuable treasure in the fairy world. Once it appears, countless strong people will fight for it, causing a terrible bloody storm.
This is the holy fruit of body refining!
If it is taken by an enlightened monk, it will definitely be able to condense the quasi-immortal body.
If you wait for this fruit to fully mature, this fruit will transform into a human being and become Bodhi.
In the Immortal World Foreign Objects Record, Ning Yue also found a method that could be used to kill the object's will using a golden light array.
The book also mentions that the spirituality of this fruit must not be forcibly erased, otherwise the quality of the fruit will be destroyed.
Ning Yue felt extremely lucky that he had forgotten about this incident when he went to the Jianxu Small World to practice, so he did not erase the spirituality of this fruit.
After knowing how to refine this fruit, Ning Yue arranged an extremely terrifying golden sword array in the medical hall. Just now, this fruit was finally refined.
Ning Yue entered the room and couldn't help but be filled with joy when he saw the fruit blooming with bright golden light.
This fruit was finally refined, and the mental fluctuations above it completely disappeared.
"I don't know if I can enter the Great Holy Body by refining this fruit?"
Ning Yue took out the fruit from the sword formation and held it in his hand. The fruit was extremely heavy, like a towering mountain condensed in it. What a majestic energy it was.
He desperately needs to improve his strength now. If he wants to break through the Mahayana realm, it is impossible to do it in a short time. It takes 10 billion divine dragon seeds to break through the Mahayana. Now he only has 3 billion seeds.
Now, we can only cultivate into the Great Holy Body as soon as possible.
Otherwise, facing the pursuit of Emperor Zhuxian and the monks of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, it may be difficult to escape.
"Then give it a try."
Ning Yue sat cross-legged on the ground and took the fruit on the spot without hesitation.
In an instant, an astonishing energy spread within his body, like a volcano erupting, vast and majestic.
Waves of immortal power surged out, surging in Ning Yue's body, resounding with surging trills, like bursts of thunder.
Ning Yue used the divine dragon breathing method, and the divine dragon seeds in his heart beat violently like billions of dragons and horses neighing and roaring, becoming extremely hot.
At this moment, Ning Yue's body was like a furnace, transforming into a powerful sun, swallowing up the incomparable and astonishing energy.
The sky outside the medical center also suddenly changed color. Originally, the sky was calm and cloudless, but now thunder intertwined, light bloomed, divine light surged, and the scene was astonishing.
The monks in Anding City and Ziyang Sect were shocked by this horrific scene.
"Oh my god! What a vision is this! It's so terrifying!"
Many monks were shocked.
"That place seems to be Ning Yue's medical clinic. Come and see what's going on?"
Someone shouted loudly.
Many people gathered here and were shocked by this shocking vision!
