Chapter 45: Stand-in becomes regular
Nanqian Kingdom, in the Prime Minister’s residence.
The red wood was lit, crackling.
The burning flame was blood red!
This is the best carrier for the art of killing curses.
Wen Zhongyong's eyes were sharp, he held the ruler in one hand and a whisk in the other.
"Chasing the figure for thousands of miles, the spirit is afraid of killing!"
"curse!"
As he spoke, the blood-red flame on the red cypress tree jumped out nearly half a meter high.
The red flames, reflected on the faces of Wen Zhongyong and Sima Ting, looked particularly creepy.
Sima Ting stood aside, his beard trembling, and he looked expectant: "How is the sir?"
Wen Zhongyong held the Dingguo ruler in his hand and said calmly, "The killing curse has been cast. We only need to wait for a moment and blood will be seen."
He is originally an emperor-level strongman, and with the help of the Dingguo Ruler of the Saint Lord of Tianyun, he can cast the curse-killing technique and even kill the Supreme Emperor!
Sima Ting breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, sir!"
As he spoke, he picked up the crimson crane cloak and draped it over Wen Zhongyong.
Bang! A loud explosion sounded.
Blood plasma and flesh fragments flew everywhere, Sima Ting was covered in blood, and the dark purple crane cloak was directly dyed red. Sima Ting held it up, and it was covered with blood and flesh.
"How could this be... How could this be..." Sima Ting looked at the scene in front of him with an expression of disbelief. His face was covered in blood and there were some pieces of meat on his beard.
Because, this is Wen Zhongyong's explosion!
Wen Zhongyong suddenly exploded because he suffered the backlash of the curse.
Who is the other party? Even the Dingguo ruler was destroyed?
Thousands of miles away, the Holy Gate of Tianyun.
In the underground palace, half of the body of Saint Lord Tianyun crawled into the coffin.
This coffin was built with the accumulation of hundreds of years of Tianyun Holy Sect, and it is unparalleled in attack and defense.
When he was outside Tianyun Mountain, he saw crows flying and had a bad feeling in his heart. He did not make any arrangements afterwards and hurriedly ran into the coffin.
However, just as he ran to the coffin, he felt a vast and unrivaled force, as if it had crossed the ages and was chasing him.
He widened his eyes, quite confused and unwilling.
"Why!"
He worked painstakingly and kept a low profile for three thousand years, and lived a life worse than a turtle.
He originally thought that he would soar to the sky.
As a result, he suffered inexplicably.
It was as if a powerful person passed by in the sky and sneezed casually, directly shocking him to death.
The careful planning turned into a joke.
The Holy Lord of Destiny...died tragically and inexplicably.
About an incense stick later, suddenly, the body of Saint Lord Tianyun exploded and shattered into pieces.
A quarter of an hour later, a spider crawled into the underground palace.
Half an hour later, two figures entered the underground palace.
One of them looked exactly like the deceased Saint Lord of Destiny.
He is the substitute of the Holy Lord of Destiny, the Holy Lord of Destiny in the Holy Sect today.
He looked at the flesh and blood that exploded in front of the coffin, and an excited look appeared on his face: "This old turtle is finally dead!"
Beside him, the man in gold clothes said calmly: "The ancestor of our clan personally performed the life-changing technique, how could he survive?"
To be honest, the man in gold was still a little surprised.
The ancestor of his clan was the supreme emperor, and he passed away at old age.
Before his death, he used the life-changing technique and perished together with the Holy Lord of Destiny.
Therefore, the man in golden clothes cooperated with the puppet master of Tianyun Holy Sect.
He originally thought that the ancestor's life-changing technique would only cause Saint Lord Tianyun to be seriously injured and dying, but he didn't expect that he would die directly.
He was a little surprised, but he wanted to take the credit for it.
"This old turtle has always been strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
Now that he is dead, the Tianyun Holy Gate belongs to you." The man in gold looked at the person next to him and asked, "Can we continue our cooperation?"
"Of course, of course!" The substitute of Saint Tianyun was extremely excited.
Is there anything more satisfying than a double becoming a regular in this world? ...
In the forbidden room, Qi Yuan sneezed.
"It's over. I've got a cold."
Just now, Qi Yuan sneezed and felt a little cold.
Xiaojia followed behind Qi Yuan, keeping a distance of one body length from him.
She seemed to understand Qi Yuan's words, and a wooden sign with the word "Tie Tie" slipped out of her sleeve.
Qi Yuan glanced at Xiao Jia and said, "No, your material is too silky, I'm afraid it will be even colder."
After coming out of the underground palace, Qi Yuan decided to take Xiaojia with him and go out to kill everyone.
With Xiaojia around, she won't be completely at a disadvantage when meeting the Ugly-clothed Monster Emperor.
Qi Yuan decided to take advantage of this period of time to lift the ban on clothing.
If Xiao Jia is here, his level can be directly increased by 5 levels.
Level 90 and level 88 are two different concepts.
The gap is a big one.
"Let's go, let's team up as men and women, killing monsters won't be tiring!"
With Xiaojia, Qi Yuan was full of confidence.
The mountain was dark, with only a full moon hanging in the sky.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Qi Yuan, holding a big sword, appeared again at the place where the monster was sleeping.
"kill!"
With Qi Yuan's loud shout, he was like a wolf among a flock of sheep, killing non-stop.
All kinds of overalls and stepmother skirts, take them all.
Experience is also growing rapidly.
+200!
…
+300!
This time, Qi Yuan was much bolder than before.
He kept killing, and after nearly half an hour, he quickly reached level eighty-nine.
And at this moment, a grim gaze fell on Qi Yuan.
"The Ugly King, you're here!"
Qi Yuan was in high spirits.
I am your comrade!
In an instant, he cast the "Tongpao with You" technique, and a blood-red armor was draped over his body, turning his huge sword red.
His figure also quickly grew taller, reaching ten meters in height.
Of course, Qi Yuan can become taller, but there is no need.
Ten meters is the most suitable for Qi Yuan at present.
"Let me see if your health bar will decrease!"
Facing the Ugly Monster King, even Qi Yuan, who is now level 94, felt a little pressure.
Heaven-slashing sword technique! Qi Yuan's first move was his strongest attack.
Wearing red armor, he leaped up, and the earth was shaken by the force.
Qi Yuan seemed to be carrying a full moon on his back, and a blood-red sword energy fell from the sky.
Snap!
The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique was used on the Ugly-Clothed Monster King.
The Ugly Monster King stretched out his hand, and his claws were a blend of pale and dark.
It caught Qi Yuan's sword with one claw.
The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique could not make any progress, and the Ugly Monster King looked at Qi Yuan without any emotion.
Qi Yuan was stunned when he saw this scene.
"Only a little blood loss?"
"It's gone."
Qi Yuan felt that since the idea was difficult, it would be better to run away quickly.
"It seems that level 95 and level 94 are a big threshold!"
Qi Yuan switched the wedding dress armor's combat mode to defensive mode and ran away.
If he didn't have the wedding dress armor, it would be very difficult for him to run away, and he might even be stopped by the Ugly Monster King.
But now, you can just run openly without having to flee in fear anymore.
After escaping, Qi Yuan was in a particularly good mood.
If it were in the past, he might have felt that the Ugly Clothes Monster King was particularly troublesome.
Now, it only takes four or five days.
He used the Wedding Dress Armor to level himself up to level 90, and the Ugly Monster King couldn't stop him at all.
At that time, it will depend on whether the Ugly Monster King’s claws are harder, or Qi Yuan’s sword is sharper!
(End of this chapter)