Master Canghai found it hard to accept this reality.
He yelled madly, wanting to tear Zhao Linger to pieces. "It's fake, right? You've been lying to me, right?"
Hundreds of years of planning.
This is the result in the end.
Sudden.
With a "bang", the gray golden elixir exploded, and the originally surging energy and blood quickly depleted.
A moment's effort.
He turned into a skeleton-like old man again, looking even worse than before.
Master Canghai felt the breath of death approaching and roared unwillingly, "A hundred years of planning, destroyed in an instant."
After he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and died.
Xiao Lingling suddenly thought of something, flew to the coffin of Master Canghai, and brought back a tattered book.
"Young Master, this is Master Canghai's understanding of the battle formation."
Zhenren Canghai is a top-level second-grade formation master, and his experience in formation is extremely valuable.
Wen Duoduo jumped out from behind Qin Chu and said, "Brother Qin, you are not a formation master, so it is useless. Why don't you give it to me?"
Qin Chu glanced at her. Are all the people in the devil's way so shameless?
Wen Duoduo is wrong.
Qin Chu is not a formation master, but with his extraordinary talent and the insights of Master Canghai, it would be easy for him to become a formation master.
He had other ideas.
There are a hundred and fifty times more tools for humanities.
It cannot be wasted.
Today's gifts are over, so we can only wait until tomorrow.
Under Wen Duoduo's reluctant gaze, he put it into the storage ring.
Outside the underground palace.
Everyone looked worried. They had been in the underground palace for several days, but there was no news.
On the other hand, Zhang Xiong, the great elder of the Red Dress Sect, laughed and said, "What's there to worry about? Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. If they die in there, they can only blame themselves for not learning the skills well enough."
He said this, but he had another idea in his heart.
Qi Ri is a talented disciple of the Red Dress Sect, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best young disciple.
I'm not worried at all about Qi Ri's safety.
This time, I am sure to win the competition.
Jiang Han and Elder Lingyue kept silent and were too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Xiong.
Sudden.
There was movement at the entrance, and Qin Chu walked out with the Four Qingyun Ghosts and others.
"Mr. Qin, have you inherited the legacy of Master Canghai?" Jiang Han asked.
Qin Chu nodded.
"Haha, Qingyun Sect is number one in the world again, the number one sect in Linzhou."
Jiang Han laughed loudly and turned his head to glance at Zhang Xiong, as if to say, "Little guy, the Red Dress Sect is still not as good as the Qingyun Sect."
Zhang Xiong naturally understood Jiang Han's meaning, and his face darkened when he saw that no one else came out except the disciples of Qingyun Sect.
He asked, "Boy, where are my disciples of the Red Sect?"
"Sir, please tell me the truth about you and my disciples from Baihua Valley." Elder Lingyue spoke in a gentle tone, unlike Zhang Xiong's domineering tone.
"If he doesn't come out, he is dead."
Qin Chu shrugged.
"How did you die? You might as well tell the truth." Zhang Xiong glared at him, not asking, but interrogating a criminal.
Snap...
Qin Chu narrowed his eyes, flipped his hand and slapped Zhang Xiong away.
The process was extremely short and Zhang Xiong had no reaction at all.
Zhang Xiong touched his burning cheek. He was the grand elder of the Red Sect and a powerful cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, yet he was beaten by a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.
A great shame and humiliation.
Zhang Han and Ling Yue were also stunned.
Especially Elder Lingyue, who looked at Jiang Han in confusion, "Is he really a disciple of Qingyun Sect?"
A disciple slapped away an elder in the late foundation building stage?
Is this world crazy, or am I hallucinating?
Jiang Han was also in disbelief. The reason why Qin Chu was so powerful was entirely due to the monster White Tiger. How could his own combat power be so explosive?
Zhang Xiong was furious. "Boy, I was not careful for a moment, so you succeeded in your sneak attack. Now I will pull out your tendons and bones to relieve the hatred in my heart."
As soon as he raised his hand, a shadow flashed before his eyes.
Zhang Xiong flew out again.
"I'm not ready this time."
"Um, I'm hungry. Let me eat something before I fight."
"I……".
In the next hour, Zhang Xiong flew out countless times and his face was swollen like a pig's head.
Zhang Xiong, who was hit hard, flew out again and lay on the ground with a lifeless look in his eyes. "I am the great elder of the Red Robe Sect, but I can't beat a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. How shameful."
Two lines of tears of humiliation rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Zhang Xiong is crying?
Jiang Han and Ling Yue remained silent, not knowing how to describe their feelings at the moment.
Qin Chu rubbed his palms, which felt a little numb, and looked at the plump Lingyue, "I'm telling the truth, they are all dead."
Uh-huh.
Lingyue's eyelids twitched wildly. "No need to say more, I believe what you say, sir."
"No, I have to explain this matter clearly, otherwise, others will think that I, Qin Chu, am unreasonable and use my power to bully others."
Qin Chu shook his head. The matter was unclear and his heart was not pure.
Lingyue and other sect elders glanced at Zhang Xiong and were speechless for a long time. Zhang Xiong asked you to explain, and now you are lying on the ground crying. You didn't dare to ask, but you insisted on explaining. What's wrong with you?
Fearing Qin Chu's methods, Lingyue forced a smile and said, "Mr. Qin, please speak. Lingyue is all ears."
The others nodded vigorously, indicating that they would listen carefully.
Qin Chu was very satisfied with the reactions of Lingyue and others. He looked back at the underground palace and began to make up... bah... tell a story.
"This is what happened..."
The story is long.
The process was wonderful.
Everyone listened attentively.
It took Qin Chu three full hours to finish the story. "This is what happened. Most of the disciples died in the formation set up by Master Canghai, and the rest died at the hands of the demons. It was because my cultivation was not good enough that I was unable to save them. I, Qin, am ashamed."
Sha Zhuang and the four Qingyun ghosts also cooperated very well and lowered their heads collectively, saying, "We are also ashamed."
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