Sadness and shouting intertwined together, forming a strong storm that shook the entire Rakshasa Palace.
"The emperor of Rakshasa Kingdom passed away?"
"Killed by someone?"
Chu Cheng frowned, and his consciousness swept away, covering the entire palace in an instant.
Under this spiritual consciousness, Chu Cheng felt thousands of breaths. It's just that these breaths are weak. Not a breath has reached the combined state.
It was already approaching the beginning of the morning, and some light had broken through the darkness of the night. The cool breeze had subsided, but amidst the bursts of mournful cries, the faded cool breeze increased again, making everyone's robes rustle.
In the wind, Chu Cheng smelled a strong smell of blood.
"More than one person died." Chu Cheng withdrew his consciousness and spoke softly.
"I'm afraid that those above the Fusion Realm, including the Fusion Realm monks, will be killed by others." Xiao Yan spoke with a somewhat serious tone. Said: "Master, I feel the strong death intention of the six realms, I am afraid it is the third realm. These six cultivators of the third realm are also dead."
Chu Cheng nodded and looked up at the palace.
They were high in the sky, and when they lowered their heads, they naturally had an unobstructed view of the scenery below. The entire Rakshasa Palace was in his eyes.
The main hall is vast and majestic like a lion standing in the sky. The gorgeous pavilions in the inner hall are surrounded by the water of Huaqing Pool. The ground is covered with duckweeds, green and bright.
The entire palace showed no trace of damage during the battle.
A royal palace, no matter how magnificent and majestic it is. Even if the foundation-building monks fight here, they will inevitably destroy some things.
But it was not damaged at all, but many people died.
Being able to kill six strong men in the Third Realm without damaging the buildings in the palace at all, his strength must be far beyond that of the Three Realms.
Only Xuan.
But who took action? Even Xiao Yan and others couldn't do it so neatly.
"Let's go." Chu Cheng thought for a long time and decided to go to the source of the bloody smell. Seeing is believing.
Chu Cheng walked across the sky and reached a palace in the inner courtyard in a few steps.
Below, blood sprayed on the road, which had condensed into dark beads. The blood scattered on the leafy trees on the four sides turned into liquid again in the early morning dew, and dripped down the leaves drop by drop.
Tick tock.
The sound of a drop of blood falling is very soft, but thousands or tens of thousands of drops falling at the same time is like a heavy rain.
The road was covered with blood, but there was no body in sight. It's like the world has evaporated.
Judging from the blood stains, many people died here. Especially in the middle of the road, there was a thick trail of blood all the way to the door of the palace.
Six figures landed on the ground at the same time, and when approaching the palace door, they took a few steps back.
As they approached the palace gate, everyone suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression.
Everyone present except Chu Cheng and the puppet. They are all Xuanzhao Mighty. To be able to make them feel such a strong sense of oppression, there must be something powerful inside.
As Chu Cheng thought, a black shadow broke free from the puppet's hand.
This black shadow is an ancient witch puppet.
The ancient witch puppet, this body is a mysterious body. If it were a head-to-head confrontation, even Aoki and the others might not be able to defeat this puppet.
In the sight of everyone, a little black dog rushed towards the palace door and hit it hard. Amidst the roar, the palace door was instantly shattered, and a shower of iron shavings was scattered.
The red curtain was like lightning, rising in the palace.
This is billowing red mist, the evaporation of blood, with a strong fishy smell.
The red color scattered in this hall is even more intense. The red light in the hall suddenly dimmed, and accompanied by a very harsh roar, it was released outside the hall. Everyone was trapped in this storm formed by blood mist.
It wasn't until a long time passed that the red storm dissipated. The figures of everyone were once again revealed in the light of the world.
But there were traces of blood stains on their faces.
These blood stains are naturally not the blood shed on their bodies, because there are no wounds on their bodies.
The previous blood mist seemed to have been evaporated by extremely hot fireworks in the temple, and was very hot. When encountering everyone's face at room temperature, liquid will form.
Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on his face, spread his hands and looked, and saw red with black.
This is the will to die, the will to die from the strong men in the three realms. It's just that there are no corpses of any strong men in this palace.
Except for the young man wearing a red and golden dragon robe in the dragon chair directly in front.
This man is the emperor of Rakshasa Kingdom. But for some unknown reason, the person who took action did not wipe out his body.
Everyone stood in front of the palace door and did not enter.
"It seems that this Rakshasa Kingdom provoked a second-step powerful man, causing all the strong men to be killed, including the emperor of this Rakshasa Kingdom." Chu Cheng shook his head. The purpose of this trip has been achieved. Not here.
Because someone has taken action in his place.
"Master, what about this Rakshasa Kingdom?" Xiao Yan said.
In this Rakshasa country, only the strong are killed. There are others left.
After all, the goal has not been achieved and may require killing people.
Chu Cheng shook his head and said: "These people who were killed were all strong men in the human world. They had contact with the Rakshasa Sect, and they must be its disciples. But these low-level monks may not be the same."
"I came here to help Princess Anyang so that she would not have to marry into the Rakshasa Kingdom. Now that all the strong men in the Rakshasa Kingdom are dead, these low-level monks cannot make any big waves in front of the Great Qin Dynasty."
Chu Cheng no longer looked at the blood-stained scene in the palace, but looked at Xiao Yan. Said: "Take me to Rakshasa Gate."
"Yes, Master!" Xiao Yan nodded, and stretched out his hand to see a starship flying straight up into the sky.
Everyone stepped directly onto the flying boat. Chu Cheng walked back into the building on Zhou's body and sat up, closing his eyes.
At this moment, his expression was calm and he seemed to have no emotion. But only he knew that the murderous intention in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
This trip marked the end of Chu Cheng and Gu Ting. Pray for those heroic spirits who have died in battle for tens of millions of years.
"I didn't expect that the ancient courtyard that almost wiped out all the fire in the world is now just a piece of clay in my eyes, which can be easily wiped away."
Chu Cheng opened his eyes again and looked ahead. The gaze seemed to have passed through the wooden wall, penetrated countless light years, and landed in a world that had been covered in dust for countless years.
There, in a bamboo forest. The tinkling bells resounded.
There is a continuous wind blowing in the bamboo. Thousands of green bamboos danced in the wind, and the falling green leaves and the whistling of the wind were the music that added to the fun.
Like the harmonious sound of harp and harp, it surrounds the mountains and rivers.
There is a white tiger running along the mountainside. The body of this white tiger is very huge, five feet tall, and there are three long sharp horns on the top of its head.
"Babai, run faster!"
A voice as clear and clear as an oriole's chuckle sounded in the harmony of the harp and harp made from the sky.
"Ouch~~"
The white tiger suddenly sped up and turned into a white lightning, flashing in the mountain walkway.
On the top of the huge white tiger's head, a beautiful woman in white clothes was sitting in a long horn on the top of the white tiger's head.
This woman's cultivation level is not as good as the Golden Pill, but her status in this world is extremely noble. Even if you are the Supreme Dao, you must be courteous in front of him. Even the demons from the Demon Realm must treat her as an honored guest when they see her.
She has many identities, the Holy Girl of Tianji Sect. The youngest ancestor of the Ziyun Sect in the Daluo Region. The goddess of the Northern Wilderness. The jewel in the eye of the Chu family of the Celestial Dynasty.
Although she has never left this sealed world, all the powerful people in the outside world know this person. Also know these identities of hers.
She also has another identity, that is, a person's own flesh and blood and blood relative. It is also because of this identity that he is crowned with so many precious crowns and embodies the light of the world.
That person is no longer here. But even so, it is also a symbol of faith for all living beings in this world!
This woman in white is named Chu and Yi Nian.
"Dabai, hurry up! Aunt Ling asked me to go back quickly. She has something to say to me face to face." The woman in white said with a smile, reached down and patted Bai Hu's head hard.
The white tiger was in pain and whined again, but its legs accelerated and its speed increased a bit.
After a cup of tea, the white tiger finally carried the woman in white to the top of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there is a lake and a two-story wooden house. Although it is on the top of the mountain, there is no snow at all. The sea of flowers is bright red and purple, and the wind is full of fragrance.
In the sea of flowers, two women stand.
A woman is wearing a black dress, with a plump and tall figure. The other one was wearing a three-color floral skirt, and she looked like a girl, but her body had not yet fully grown. But her appearance is also very beautiful and spotless.
Bai Hu stopped in front of the two women, with some fear in his eyes.
This fear is not because these two women are scary, but because of the aura coming from them.
These are two Nine Realm Supreme Beings. In this world, their strength is the highest in the world.
The woman in white jumped down from the white tiger's head, walked a few steps in front of the two women, smiled sweetly and said: "Aunt Lan, Aunt Ling. I'm here!"
A smile appeared on the cold face of the woman in black dress, and she just said: "Why are you wearing your father's clothes?"
The woman in white shook her hand, and the silver bell in her hand jingled.
On that beautiful face, a pair of beautiful eyes narrowed, and he said: "Three years ago, I followed what my father did, abolishing my own foundation, building another foundation, and entering the ultimate realm. In January Before, once again, the ultimate golden elixir. I know that this time Aunt Ling asked me to come, just to let me walk out of Qingzhou and go to the seven realms of the human world!"
"Since I want to walk the same path that my father once walked, I naturally have to wear my father's clothes so that I can feel more of the traces that my father left in this world."
"A tiger father has no sons, not even his daughter." The woman in black skirt sighed with emotion.
The woman in the flower skirt also laughed and said: "Nian Nian is the young master's flesh and blood, so naturally he is the best among men. Your guess is right. Although the curse of this Qingzhou has been broken by the young master, its foundation is not weak. With your extremely talented person, , It’s hard to show off your skills here.”
"This time, your entry into the world begins in the Great Luo Territory. That is where your father became famous. But you still have to hide your identity, otherwise, this time you enter the world, it will not be about training, but about traveling. ”
"Except for a few powerful people in the world, no one else will know about your entry into the world this time."
The woman in white nodded, immediately turned around and stepped on the white tiger's head. She waved her hand and said, "I understand the truth. Then Nian Nian will leave now. I will rely on my own strength to create an invincible myth like my father. Let no one in the world dare to praise you!"
