Xiangyuan Road, Junshan.
In the White Crane Academy, where the sound of reading used to be loud, there was now silence.
The mountain wind blew, and a sweet smell of blood flowed in all directions, causing a commotion in the mountain forest.
The original White Crane Academy was a collection of majestic buildings with high walls and red tiles. However, the buildings and private schools had collapsed and turned into ruins all over the mountain.
Yue Han, the direct disciple of Master Lieyang, stood in front of Na Wenquan, holding the body of a strong young scholar in his hand. A thorn tongue protruding from his mouth was inserted into the opponent's carotid artery, sucking The blood can be sucked vigorously.
Mummy corpses were scattered on the ground around them. They were the scholars in Baihe Academy. Many of them had expressions of horror on their faces.
Beside him, there was an old man who was already dying. His whole body had been sucked into skin and bones. He only relied on his own strong foundation to prevent him from dying completely.
The old man with white beard and hair, wearing the robe of a Confucian scholar, is the dean of Baihe Academy and the powerful martial sage Dongfang Palace.
At this time, there were two bloody holes in Dongfang Palace's chest, his face was pale and trembling, and the martial saint's true strength was less than 10%, and he was already on the verge of death.
The young scholar who was sucked was also an innate warrior, but at this moment, he was like a quail in Yue Han's hands, without the slightest resistance.
While struggling desperately, he said:
"You monster, I am a descendant of the Dongfang clan in Xijing! If you dare to kill my ninth and ten surnames, just wait..."
Before he could finish a sentence, he had been sucked into a mummy and withered visibly to the naked eye.
Yue Han dropped the mummy in his hand on the ground and burped with satisfaction.
Looking at the hundreds of scholars and warriors with full energy and blood all around him who had been sucked dry by him, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If he had known that there was such good energy and blood in this wilderness, he would have been here long ago.
Although it is all raw blood that has not been transformed by the blood spirit technique, it is superior in quantity, and there is some kind of inferior but very flavorful power in it.
Then he turned to look at Dongfang Gong, the dean of Baihe Academy who was still lingering, and asked curiously:
"What are the nine surnames and ten clans? Are they a family of immortal cultivators in this wilderness?"
Dongfang Palace trembled all over and tried to breathe a few times before saying in a hoarse voice:
"The Nine Surnames and Ten Clan are the nobles of the Wu Kingdom that have been passed down for thousands of years! The Immortal went on a killing spree at our White Crane Academy. There must be some misunderstanding in this. Please don't make another big mistake, otherwise our Nine Surnames and Ten Clan will definitely let you down." You pay with blood!"
Yue Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, then laughed and said:
"It turns out they are a group of barbarian natives. It's interesting that mortals dare to call them a noble family."
At this moment, the Wenquan next to it suddenly shook, and then the water splashed loudly, and a wave of waves surged up.
The waves exuded thick blood energy. Yue Han quickly looked around and saw a drop of bright red blood in the waves.
He quickly stepped forward and waved his hand, taking the blood drop into his hand.
The next moment, the blood droplets shattered into a mass of blood mist, from which came the voice of his master, Master Lieyang:
"...You can get my true inheritance and a foundation-building blood pill. When building the foundation, I will personally protect the law..."
Hearing the reward offered by Master Lieyang, Yue Han could not help but widen his eyes and murmured:
"Master is so generous, he even took out the Foundation Building Pill!"
You must know that when the spiritual energy of the world is exhausted, even in the spiritual realm, the conditions for refining foundation-building pills have long been lost. There are only some blood spirit pills refined using Qi and blood skills as substitutes. After foundation-building, there are extremely powerful side effect.
All genuine Foundation-Building Pills are handed down from ancient times, so if you use one, you will lose one.
Only his direct descendants are eligible to obtain the Foundation Building Pill in the hands of Master Lieyang. Normally direct disciples like Yue Han are not eligible.
Now he actually came up with a Foundation Establishment Pill and the inheritance of Master Jindan. It can be said that he spent a lot of money.
Even Yue Han's heart was pounding at this moment.
And he knew that if he could complete this task as a direct disciple, the reward his master would give him would only be much greater.
I just don’t know how many Qi-refining period disciples from the six sects of the Chaotic Sword Immortal Alliance will come to this wilderness after the master issues this reward order?
Immediately, he quickly looked towards the phantom that appeared after the blood drop exploded. At the same time, he took out a jade slip and printed the lotus jade and the man's figure in it.
Then he pointed to the man's shadow and asked Dongfang Gong, the dying president of Baihe Academy:
"Do you know this person?"
Dongfang Palace was stunned for a moment, then said in a trembling voice:
"This person... there is a portrait of this person in my White Crane Academy! This person is Li Yun, the false emperor of Wu Kingdom! He is the enemy of my nine surnames and ten clans!"
Hearing this, Yue Han waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew up, rolling up scrolls one by one from the ruins of the main hall of Baihe Academy, unfolding them in mid-air, and finally selected one of them and fell into his hands. .
You can see that the person painted on it is very similar to the man in the blood drop shadow. They should be the same person.
And above the portrait, the words "Emperor Shunlong Li Yun's Secret Prime Minister" were clearly written.
It seems that someone secretly painted it.
Then Dongfang Palace said to Yue Han sincerely:
"So that the Immortal will know that each of our three major martial arts holy places has a Martial Saint leader, commanding thirty-six million troops, and has already gone to the capital. The false emperor Li Yun will definitely be defeated. Counting the time, they should have been there by now Destroyed the false emperor Li Yun and his false court!"
"If the Immortal is interested in the false emperor Li Yun, I can take the Immortal to search for the body of the false emperor Li Yun... As for what happened before, it is all a misunderstanding for us, so please ignore it Past grudges.”
Hearing this, Yue Han couldn't help but smile, looked down at the portrait and the bloody figure in his hand, and said slowly:
"Destroy this man? Just rely on you mortal warriors? What a joke. Your so-called chief and the million-member coalition must have been slaughtered by now."
The opponent can kill even a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining like Yanran, so naturally he will not be afraid of the martial saints from the three major martial arts holy places.
Dongfang Palace couldn't help but look stunned, and then said:
"How is that possible! This false emperor Li Yun is just a Martial Saint..."
Yue Han smiled solemnly and said:
"It's ridiculous for a mortal like you. If my prediction is correct, this person is at least an immortal cultivator at the sixth or even seventh level of Qi refining. He is more than capable of killing any martial saint he wants to."
The emperor is a cultivator! ?
Dongfang Gong's heart instantly stirred up a storm, and he suddenly thought of something.
The three leaders of the Martial Saints are definitely in danger!
How many secrets does this emperor have! ?
He raised his head and was about to say something more when he saw a blood vessel-like tentacle suddenly protruding from Yue Han's palm, tightly wrapping his whole body and strangling him until he passed out.
Then Yue Han shook the portrait painting in his hand, put away the jade slip, looked up to the east, and said solemnly:
"Mortal emperor? I will decide this reward!"
He jumped up, and a bloody long sword appeared under his feet, taking him into the air, carrying the Dongfang Palace, and heading towards the capital!
(End of chapter)
