Chapter 145 I'm going to kill someone, we'll talk later

Yunzhong Pavilion.

The geniuses gathered together, banquets were held continuously, and there were delicious food and fine wines, and people toasted each other.

Huang Tu stood among the crowd, full of high spirits.

Xu Tongchen stood beside him, holding a wine glass, looking uneasy.

He was still thinking about the strange feeling he had that day.

The true fire of the sun is his greatest adventure and also his reliance.

Relying on the True Fire of the Sun, he could have been among the top ten of the Eastern Prodigies List, but in order to hide his incompetence and not overshadow Huang Tu, he ranked behind Huang Tu.

The true fire of the sun is extremely powerful, and it is also most sensitive to treasures related to the sun.

But when he saw that person, he felt that person... was like the scorching sun.

The true fire of the sun in his body kept jumping, as if... it saw its father.

"Master Huang Tu's Taoism is becoming more and more profound. In this battle of East Land Prodigies, he is expected to be among the top fifteen, or even top ten." During the banquet, someone flattered Huang Tu.

Huang Tu accepted the flattery with an arrogant look.

At this time, someone else said, "What a pity! If Huang Tu Zhenren had comprehended Xu Tongchen's Sun True Fire, he would probably be ranked in the top three of the Eastern Land Prodigy List!"

When Xu Tongchen heard this, his expression changed slightly.

The speaker was the 700th person on the Eastern Land Prodigy List, named Zheng Fangxing.

That person's sect has always had a grudge with the Qiyan Sect.

To say this now is to blatantly sow discord.

But even so, the arrogant Huang Tu didn't bother to hide anything, and glanced at Xu Tongchen: "It's really a pity."

When Xu Tongchen heard this, he felt aggrieved and angry, but he couldn't fight back, so he just smiled awkwardly.

The tyranny of Guangming Palace is ingrained in their bones and is unscrupulous.

Zheng Fangxing continued, "The Blood-robed Sword God at this Divine Flower Festival has been constantly provoking the Palace of Light.

My master, Mo Ku, has long been fed up with the Blood-Clothed Sword God's expression, and has gone to the Mingwang Palace where Elder Qian Yuan is, to fight against the Blood-Clothed Sword God together.

On the contrary... some people, who are in Cuiyunzhou and share the same blood and ties, are unable to share the same hatred with Cuiyunzhou and have an ambiguous relationship with the Blood-robed Sword God. "

Zheng Fangxing almost directly pointed to the seven-character school.

A few days ago, Elder Qian Yuan had an appointment to fight with the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

The Zifu of the forces near the Palace of King Ming, a stronghold of the Palace of Brightness, were all summoned to watch the battle.

Of course, it’s called watching the game, but in fact it’s cheering.

Zheng Fangxing's master Mo Ku got the news and went there early.

Xu Tongchen's master Xu Yeli, however, found an excuse not to go.

"I'm afraid some people are timid and afraid of death, and are afraid of the Blood-Clothed Sword God." Zheng Fangxing kept instigating something.

“Humph, a cultivator from the Hundred Kingdoms who luckily broke through to the Purple Mansion Realm actually dared to provoke the Palace of Light. He is really courting death!”

"Elder Qian Yuan has set up a battle formation in the Ming Palace. I guess that Blood-robed Sword God doesn't dare to go there and is hiding in the Hundred Kingdoms!"

The young geniuses in the palace praised Guangming Palace highly.

However, he was sarcastic towards the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

There may be some Purple Mansions in their sects, and most of them are old-fashioned Purple Mansions.

But in front of the Palace of Light, you can only be a dog.

As a result, a Blood-Clothed Sword God who provoked the Palace of Light was really courting death.

"Once the battle of the geniuses is over, we will probably get the news that the Blood-Clothed Sword God has been killed." said a young monk.

Huang Tu listened to this and nodded: "The Blood-robed Sword God is nothing to be afraid of. We can only use some dirty tricks."

In the past two days, the video of the Guangming Palace's Divine Infant Elder being punished by heaven has been circulated.

In the world of immortal cultivation, many people are secretly attacking the Palace of Light.

After all, the Palace of Light is so domineering that many low-level cultivators have long been resentful.

But no matter how much they attacked, they could not hurt the Guangming Palace at all.

After all, the Palace of Light has dozens of Purple Mansions and even incomplete Yinshen magical instruments, which means that even if the lower-level cultivators unite together, they cannot shake the status of the Palace of Light.

The geniuses at the banquet were all of noble birth, and almost none of them paid any attention to the voices of the lower-level monks.

The banquet continued to be heated, and with Zheng Fangxing's covert instigation, almost everyone ignored Xu Tongchen intentionally or unintentionally.

Xu Tongchen sat alone in the corner, drinking alone, and he thought about the man he saw that day.

He has secretly asked someone to investigate.

I guess we'll get the news soon.

…

Inside the cave, Qi Yuan continued to digest some of the skills his junior sister had learned from Jiang Ya.

Unfortunately, the progress is very slow.

Qi Yuan rubbed his forehead and looked at Xiaojia who was sleeping on the table next to him, with a gentle look in his eyes.

"I guess everything is almost ready now. I'll go to the Ming Palace later to see my charming white moonlight." Qi Yuan thought.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from outside the cave.

This is similar to the doorbell sound of Blue Star.

Qi Yuan looked through the formation and saw a young man.

The cave door opened, Qi Yuan looked at the young man and said calmly, "What do you want from me?"

"I am Xu Tongchen from the Seven Words Sect. I met you three days ago.

Please don't blame me for my rash visit this time." Xu Tongchen was very humble.

He really wanted to understand the reason for the unusual movement of the Sun's True Fire.

Now, the closer you get to this young man, the more strange the Sun's True Fire becomes.

His whole body began to feel hot, and the look he gave Qi Yuan became involuntarily fanatical.

Qi Yuan frowned: "Just say it if you have something to say."

"When I was condensing the golden elixir, I was lucky enough to condense a ray of the sun's true fire..."

"Is the sun really fire?" Qi Yuan was surprised.

This is good stuff.

Jindan cultivators have the true fire of the sun, which is enough to resist the magical powers of the divine infant through the true fire of the sun.

As expected, a big city is a big city. If you come across a golden elixir, you can kill the divine infant.

"When I saw my fellow Taoist, my sun true fire kept jumping, as if..." Xu Tongchen couldn't say the rest of the words.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan glanced at Xu Tongchen.

[This is an ordinary cultivator. After condensing the true fire of the sun, he became somewhat extraordinary.

The sun is so hot that it thinks you are its father. 】

"Is that all?" Qi Yuan looked at the sky. "I'm very busy now and in a hurry to kill someone. We'll talk after I finish killing someone."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he disappeared without caring about Xu Tongchen's reaction.

Only Xu Tongchen was left with a confused look on his face.

“Fellow Daoist…”

He wanted to call out to Qi Yuan, but Qi Yuan had already disappeared.

He was extremely conflicted, but finally decided to wait here.

He couldn't figure out the reason, and felt like ants were crawling in his heart.

An hour later.

Above the sky, a figure in a blood-red robe was swaggering across the sky like a blood rainbow.

From time to time, clear voices could be heard from the sky.

"The Guangming Palace has committed many evil deeds and is being punished by heaven!"

"I, the Blood-robed Sword God, will stand up for all the injustices in the world and swear to punish the Palace of Light!"

The sound was so loud that it spread throughout the world.

Countless monks looked up at the sky.

Unfortunately, the blood rainbow was too fast and they couldn’t see it at all.

All I could hear was that hearty roar.

Some people are excited, some are nervous, and some are helpless.

Qi Yuan flew towards the Ming Palace quickly, at an extremely fast speed, as if he was going to meet his lover.

But this time he didn't meet his lover, but his white moonlight.

Suddenly, an old voice came: "Blood-robed Sword God, please stay."

Qi Yuan stopped and landed on a hill.

"What's the matter? Do you have something to talk to me about?" Qi Yuan looked at the Purple Mansion monk who was covered in a black robe. He did not sense any hostility or murderous intent.

“Blood-robed Sword God, the Palace of Light has set up an ambush at the Palace of King Ming. In addition to the three Purple Palaces, two other Purple Palaces nearby have also gone there.

Elder Qian Yuan is in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, and he also has a treasure bestowed by the Grand Palace Master.

You will die if you go this time, so why not... retreat? They have too many Purple Mansions, so the right thing to do is to harass their Divine Infant Deacons!" The black-robed monk said quickly, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Qi Yuan glanced at the black-robed monk and asked, "Why, do you have a grudge against the Palace of Light?"

The black-robed monk paused, his eyes bleak.

The black-robed monk was none other than Xu Yeli.

Some time ago, Qian Yuan forced his disciples to work for Huang Tu.

That's fine.

Later, he got news that the Grand Palace Master of Guangming Palace went to the Divine Flower Festival not only for the matter of Blood-Clothed Sword God, but also to borrow a precious treasure...the Divine Form Fire-Trapping Hood.

After the battle with the East Land Prodigy is over, the Grand Palace Master will probably use this treasure to transfer the Sun's True Fire in his disciple Xu Tongchen's body to Huang Tu.

He knew that the Seven-Word Sect had encountered its greatest crisis.

"We have a feud, a deep blood feud!" Xu Yeli nodded vigorously, "Your Excellency, why don't you form an alliance with me and travel together to force Guangming Palace and make them afraid to act rashly! We are outnumbered and cannot confront Guangming Palace head-on!"

Xu Yeli advised earnestly.

He still values ​​his fellow cultivator, the Blood-Clothed Sword God. If the two of them join forces, they can pose a considerable crisis to the Palace of Light.

Maybe Guangming Palace would be afraid of this and not take action against his disciple Xu Tongchen.

Qi Yuan looked at Xu Yeli, thinking: "Cooperation... is indeed possible."

"Really?" Xu Yeli was a little excited. Being able to cooperate, although it was still like an egg against a rock compared to the Guangming Palace, it was still better than fighting alone.

“This time when I went to the Ming Palace, I happened to be in need of a suona player.

I am fighting with Zifu of Guangming Palace, how about you play music for me?

It’s more fun to kill people when there are still people playing music.” Qi Yuan said calmly.

He somewhat missed the orchestra from Liufengjie.

"..."Xu Yeli was completely stunned.

He understood every word of the Blood-Clothed Sword God, but why did it sound so bizarre?

Kill people? Play music?

What! "You still want to go to the Ming Palace?" Xu Yeli said.

"Naturally, I have great righteousness and destiny is in my hands.

Now, I am the great magician Liu Xiu. If they go against me, they are just seeking death!" Qi Yuan said confidently.

Xu Yeli was speechless.

He had a feeling that it would be difficult to communicate with the Zifu on the opposite side.

It seems... there is something wrong with my brain.

"Alas, geniuses are lonely indeed." Qi Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "But time will prove everything.

How about this, if I destroy the Ming Palace today, then every time I go to attack the Guangming Palace, you will play music for me behind me, how about that? "

Although the music played by one Purple Mansion is not as good as that of three hundred or three thousand.

But after all, the situation is special, isn't it? Xu Yeli was silent, not knowing what to say.

He clearly came to say that the Ming Palace was dangerous and people should not go there.

How did it become a bet...playing music for the other party?

He looked at the Blood-Robed Sword God and finally gritted his teeth and said, "If you can get rid of Qian Yuan, what's wrong with me playing music for you!"

Qi Yuan glanced at Xu Yeli and smiled: "Remember to wait for my good news."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Qi Yuan's figure disappeared.

Xu Yeli was dressed in a black robe and remained silent for a long time.

"Either... he's a lunatic, or... he has someone to rely on."

However, he simply couldn't understand what the other party relied on? The Guangming Palace started the bloody war of a hundred countries, but it had the tacit permission of those bigwigs.

…

The Ming Palace was filled with solemnity and solemnity.

The sky is covered with dark clouds and a storm is about to come.

Qian Yuan looked at the picture in the jade slip, his eyes showing a solemn look: "Heavenly thunder..."

All thunder from the sky has taboos associated with it.

Now, the thunder from the sky has struck the ground and the divine infant has fallen.

The scene was particularly shocking.

"There must be some secret on this Demon Lord of Seven Desires!" A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the red-bearded old man.

“Hehe, when the Blood-Clothed Sword God dies, I will go to the land of Hundred Nations myself to see what the secret is!” Heisheng said, as if he had already taken the secret for himself.

“These people from the Divine Flower Society are really abominable. Many of them are secretly supporting the Blood-Clothed Sword God!” Mo Ku spoke, and he also had a jade slip from the Divine Flower Society in his hand.

He can also be considered a member of the Divine Flower Society.

“After killing the Blood-Clothed Sword God, I will have to trouble Daoist Brother Mo Ku to announce this matter in the discussion area of ​​the Divine Flower Conference to restore the reputation of our Guangming Palace.” Elder Qian Yuan said calmly.

He didn't care at all about the opinions of the ordinary members of the Shenhua Society.

What is important is the opinion of the leader of the Divine Flower Society in the East.

The Grand Palace Master has already gone to pay a visit, and the matter will soon have a conclusion.

“After practicing to this level, he is still so unwise. This Blood-Clothed Sword God…” a Purple Mansion great man sighed.

"Humph, Xu Yeli has also lived for thousands of years, isn't he just as unwise?" Mo Ku spoke up at this time, "Guangming Palace has been so kind to him, but when something happened in Guangming Palace, he made up an excuse not to show up. It's really hateful."

When Qian Yuan heard this, a deep look flashed in his eyes: "Xu Yeli... is still living too easily."

When Mo Ku heard this, a hint of joy flashed across his heart.

This is exactly the result he wanted to see.

At this moment, suddenly, the five Purple Mansions present all looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, a blazing blood rainbow was seen flying towards the Ming Palace.

An extremely terrifying aura filled the air, and everyone felt their hearts a little disturbed after just one look at the blood rainbow.

"The Blood-Cloaked Sword God, he's really here!"

"How dare he come!"

The five Purple Mansions present were a little surprised, but quickly calmed down.

They are numerous and powerful, would they be afraid of a newly promoted Zifu?

The bloody rainbow stopped in the air, and a blood-red figure appeared with a sword on his back and an extraordinarily handsome appearance.

A terrifying bloody aura filled the air, and Qi Yuan asked coldly, "Are all the people here?"

Looking at the five Purple Mansions below, he felt somewhat disappointed.

Why only five? There are too few people.

Moreover, he is not even in the late stage of Purple Mansion.

The quality of this year's White Moonlight is not good.

Qian Yuan looked at Qi Yuan and said in a loud voice, "Blood-robed Sword God, you do have some courage, and I admire that.

If you hadn't slandered and provoked me in the Divine Flower Meeting, I would have even wanted to subdue you and make you the guardian beast of the palace!"

"You guys in Guangming Palace are really ridiculous, aren't you? You're old, but you still act like a comedian?" The blood-red sword behind Qi Yuan made a sound, "Today, I come here to enforce justice."

Since we have agreed to a fight, let’s kill as many people as possible.

Why are you talking so much nonsense? The blood sword is unsheathed.

At that moment, Qi Yuan seemed to have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The blood-stained robe also seemed to be dripping with blood.

His entire body was enveloped in the blood kingdom.

The five Purple Mansions present were all surprised for a moment.

The person in front of him doesn't look like a righteous cultivator at all! He is clearly a giant of the evil path!

With that rich bloody aura, I'm afraid people would believe him if he said he had killed hundreds of millions of lives.

That's all, and you still think you're doing justice?

"You are acting on behalf of heaven. It's a joke. Today, I, the Guangming Palace, will get rid of you, the devil, for the sake of this world!"

Qian Yuan is in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, except for the three palace masters of Guangming Palace.

It can be said that he is one of the top people in the entire Cuiyun Continent.

His strength also gave him confidence.

The five Purple Mansions looked at Qi Yuan with a look of fear and disdain.

At this time, Qi Yuan held a long sword in his hand, his blood-stained clothes fluttering: "I once used this sword to kill 1,700 Purple Mansions. Today... I am sending you on your way. It's a bargain for you."

Upon hearing this, Zifu, who was present, was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Crazy, no wonder you dare to come to the Ming Palace!"

How many Purple Mansions are there in Cuiyunzhou? Killing a thousand Purple Mansions with one sword, that's just bragging!

Even the Yin God would not say that he slaughtered two thousand Zifu with one sword.

Qi Yuan said nothing more.

Sweet words are useless when dealing with Bai Yueguang. They must be ruthlessly abused and made to cry bitterly.

The inner demon of the ruler of the virtual world!

Qi Yuan's original magical power was used at this moment.

The sun and the moon are in disarray.

Bewildered.

Demons are everywhere in my heart.

Zi Fu, who was present, completely changed his expression at that moment.

An expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look.

The previous arrogance and disdain completely disappeared.

Only when they are in the situation themselves do they understand how powerful the opponent they are facing is.

"Inscription...are you in the late Purple Mansion stage?" Qian Yuan's expression was solemn, mixed with fear.

The original magical power of the engraving level, the late Purple Mansion... There are only three people in the Palace of Light, and those three are the Palace Masters! The Blood-robed Sword God... is in the late Purple Mansion, and they have never thought about it.

It would be terrifying if one Purple Mansion appeared by chance among the hundred nations.

As a result, the late Purple Mansion? Every late Purple Mansion was a well-known figure in the Thirteen Continents of the East.

How come someone suddenly appeared? He was puzzled, he was frantic, struggling to resist Qi Yuan's original magical power.

His original magical power at a subtle level was rendered vulnerable by the inner demon of the ruler of the virtual world.

Qi Yuan was too lazy to bother with the dead.

The old man with red beard fell into madness.

He seemed to see thousands of Purple Palaces gathered in a huge city.

The man in the blood-stained robe took a step forward and swung his sword. 1,700 Purple Mansions fell into the devil's realm, continued to sink, and all died.

"It's true... How is it possible!"

How could someone slaughter thousands of Purple Mansions with one sword? His mind collapsed at this moment.

The other three Zifu had no ability to resist at all. As soon as Qi Yuan's original magical power came out, they fell into madness.

Although, they are not the supreme ones in Liufeng Realm.

However, Qi Yuan's original magical power is also at a very high level, and it is still at the engraved level.

For him, these five Purple Palaces were indeed dealt with with one sword.

Qi Yuan stood in the void, looking helplessly at the five Purple Mansions: "They are dying too slowly, I am in a hurry to go back."

After all, they are not the supreme beings of Liufeng Realm. Even if they are hit by his original magical power, their inner demons will not break their bodies and they will die immediately.

At this time, they were trapped in depravity and unable to extricate themselves.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan stabbed again with the sword in his hand.

He was just like Runtu who stabbed wild beasts and dealt with these five Zifu one by one.

"Fortunately, they don't have overlords and are immune to control, otherwise it would be quite troublesome to kill them."

He easily killed the five Purple Mansions.

Qi Yuan felt that it was more fun to bully the weak.

Now, all the divine infants in the entire Ming Palace were stunned, with endless fear in their eyes.

Qi Yuanze grinned and said, "Die."

He said softly.

Those divine infant monks fell into the endless hell.

The Ming Palace suddenly became a mess.

Qi Yuan stood on the ruins of the Ming Palace with a smile on his face.

"Five white moonlights, not bad."

With a wave of his hand, he skillfully picked up all the storage bags.

Then, he took a look at the fallen divine infants.

"Even if it's not Bai Yueguang, but you came all the way to give me a gift."

"The gift is small but the sentiment is great."

"I dare not refuse the gift given by the elders."

Qi Yuan also put away those storage bags, just like a giant dragon who loved collecting treasures.

Sorry, sorry, there is another chapter at six in the morning, cough cough, don't wait.

(End of this chapter)