The first thousand five hundred and seven chapters Tianxuanzi!

The first thousand five hundred and seven chapters

If you say kill you, kill you!

Mu Xuankong didn’t feel weak at all, holding Qin Xiao’s head, walking slowly above the clouds.

Many people couldn’t see the fight between the saints, and even the big brothers in the life and death realm might not be able to see much clues, so Mu Xuankong deliberately walked slowly.

He wants everyone to know that Jianzong must not be insulted! Sword Sect must not be deceived!

Qin Xiao dared to let Jin Jue assassinate Lin Yun, just slap Jianzong in the face, and this face naturally had to be slapped back.

He promised Lin Yun that as long as Jianzong was still there, he would not allow Lin Yun to be bullied.

He was too lazy to deal with the rivalry between his peers, and Yaoguang was too lazy to deal with it, but you sent a strong man of life and death to bully Lin Yun, then Mu Xuankong would take care of this matter.

If Jin is not here, I will kill you, Qin Xiao!

“Patriarch!”

“This…what’s going on? That…that…is the head of the Patriarch?”

“No, how is this possible!!”

When the tens of thousands of Qin’s children in the distance saw the heads of Mu Xuankong’s hands clearly, they were all shocked, as if they were struck by lightning.

They were trembling all over, they were trembling, and they couldn’t explain clearly.

This is Qin Xiao!

The ruthless people who became holy eight hundred years ago were not only well-known strong people in the Qin family in the deserted ancient realm, but today they died in the hands of Mu Xuankong.

Kill if you say kill, this is not true!

Too illusory!

In many people’s minds, saints exist almost like myths and legends, and a saint will die if he says he is dead.

Many people suffered an unimaginable shock deep in their hearts, and Sanguan almost collapsed.

Does the saint also die?

Many of the life and death elders who have seen the world have a heavy face, and they can’t speak when they look in the direction of Mu Xuankong’s departure.

There hasn’t been a saint in the desolate ancient realm for many years. As for the saint’s fall, I don’t know what year and month it was.

The death of Qin Xiao today will inevitably shake the Desolate Ancients, and even spread throughout the entire Eastern Desolation.

“Desolate Ancient Territory, I am afraid it will be chaotic!”

The competition between the sects and aristocratic families in the Wild Ancient Region is very fierce, but because of the existence of Yaoguang, there is generally no disturbance.

Yaoguang has one man and one sword, sitting in a deserted place, invisibly undertaking a lot of external pressure for all forces.

If there was no Yaoguang, the Desolate Ancient Territory would have been encroached on by other holy places. After all, this was one of the nine ancient ancient territories.

But now that Yaoguang is old, everyone knows that under the calm surface, a terrifying wave is brewing.

Once Yaoguang is gone, the Desolate Ancient Realm will be in chaos, and all forces will reshuffle the cards.

It was just the calm before the storm, all parties were waiting to see if Yaoguang could surpass this hurdle.

But no one thought that the saint would have fallen before this day was actually reached.

Before long, the heads of the sects of Xuangu, Jingang Temple, Tiandao Tower, Thunder Fire Gate, Emerald Villa, and Shengyin Pavilion will all receive news of Qin Xiao’s fall.

The great families of saints will also get news the first time.

The fall of a saint would definitely cause quite a shock, and the reason why Mu Xuankong wanted to make a move would also spread along with it.

“Go, take the news back quickly.”

“I’m afraid this thing really can’t be done well. The Shenyou Family is not that easy to provoke. He has an inextricably linked relationship with the Shenlong Empire.”

“Thinking too much, as long as Tian Xuanzi doesn’t make a move, Shen You Family will have to swallow it back without swallowing it.”

“Mu Xuankong has mastered the sword domain. This news must be sent back quickly. Why Mu Xuankong made the move has to be found out.”

The saints of various forces hiding in the dark far away, their eyes flickered, and immediately turned into streamers and flew away.

rub!

Sage Sovereign Qinghuo stretched out his hand and saw the Shuang Yao holy weapon divine spear, piercing the void and falling into his hand.

Qinghuo Shengjun’s complexion changed, holding the spear, he was silent.

I still can’t figure out how Qin Xiao died?

Is Qin Xiao too weak, or Mu Xuankong too strong, and that sword domain is really full of weirdness.

“Hmph, Qin Xiao has really been eaten by a dog in the past eight hundred years, and he can’t even use the double stars of water and fire!”

Shengjun Zi Lei sullenly, cursed coldly.

Sage Qinghuo didn’t answer, even if he could really use the double stars, Qin Xiao still couldn’t escape.

At most, it lasted a little longer, and Mu Xuankong was determined to kill him, and no one in the deserted ancient realm could save him.

Unless Tian Xuanzi makes a move!

But if Tian Xuanzi was willing to make a move, with his strength, he would have appeared in the Shenyou family a long time ago.

“Qin Jue!”

Qinghuo held the Shenyao spear and summoned the Qin family elder.

“Holy King!”

Qin Juecheng appeared frightened and worried.

“Before the next Patriarch appears, you will carry the gun on your behalf.”

Qinghuo Shengjun handed the Shenyao spear to the opponent, which meant that he wanted the latter to clean up the mess.

Qin Jue was stunned for a moment before he woke up and quickly took the Shenyao Spear.

“Go down.”

He still had to say something, but was directly repelled by Qinghuo Shengjun with a wave of his hand.

“What should I do now? Just forget it?”

Sage Monarch Zi Lei looked gloomy, holding a breath in his heart, extremely uncomfortable.

This is the first time that people have been forced into such an embarrassing situation for so many years of sanctification. If this matter is not handled properly, it will cause the Qin family to be devastated.

But for a while, he couldn’t make up his mind.

What can I do, kill Jianzong back? This is looking for death!

Thinking of the look in Mu Xuankong’s looking back, it was enough to deter the two, even if he recalled the saint who was sitting in the Shenyou World of War.

The strengths of Shenyou Family and Jianzong are also far from each other, and they are completely incomparable.

“Of course you can’t just let it go.”

Sage Qinghuo calmly said: “I’ll go to the war world, and personally report this matter to the ancestors. You go to Xuantianzong and ask for a quasi-trust with Tianxuanzi.”

Sage Monarch Purple Thunder said angrily: “If the white-eyed wolf of Tian Xuanzi is reliable, Qin Xiao will not die at all.”

“I know this naturally, but I still have to go, forget it, I’ll go with you.”

Sage Sovereign Green Fire flashed a cold light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: “Let’s go, this matter will definitely not be forgotten, Sword Sect will pay the price sooner or later!”

…

Xuan Tianzong, in a valley full of flowers.

Here is Baihua Valley, the beautiful place of Tianxuanzi.

In the valley, the flowers are fragrant, and the flowers are in full bloom. Each flower is carefully selected, and it does not appear to be messy at first glance.

All the flowers are light in color, with pleasant fragrance, but also as light as snow, like a white fairyland.

In the center of the valley, there is a Linghu Lake.

Outside the lake center pavilion, there is a simple table with a chess board on it.

Tian Xuanzi wore a white robe, with a golden flower on his right shoulder. With his golden curling flower, his face that was so beautiful that women would be jealous looked even more beautiful.

Standing in the pavilion, Qin Cang watched the master, holding the white piece in his hand, playing chess quietly.

Linghu, Huagu, and Tianxuanzi who is more beautiful than Baihua, this is a natural picture.

Qin Cang watched Tian Xuanzi play chess, not daring to interrupt, and stood aside cautiously.

He knew that Master was not playing chess with himself, but with someone in the air. Every time he played chess, Master was happiest.

Every time the master loses a half-piece, he stays silent when he is playing chess.

Only occasionally when you go down to the wonderful place, a smile will naturally appear on your face. This is the only smile that Master can smile from the heart.

Sure enough, this time Master lost half of his son again.

There seemed to be a Qianqian jade hand in the void, carrying the sunspot and falling down in the air. Tian Xuanzi got up and smiled: “I lost.”

But no one answered with him, and after laughing, a loneliness flashed across Tian Xuanzi’s face.

In the direction he looked up, there seemed to be a graceful woman under the clouds, with a sky-like pride, and the woman’s phantom slowly dissipated little by little.

This loneliness disappeared quickly. He walked out of the pavilion without looking at Qin Cang, and walked directly towards Baihua Valley, Qin Cang hurriedly followed.

When he reached the depths of the hundreds of flowers, Tian Xuanzi plucked a piece of the flower on his right shoulder, and this petal suddenly overflowed with an unimaginable fragrance of flowers.

At the same time, there was sacred light lingering, and the petals seemed to have become the most beautiful food in the world.

Has a very attractive taste!

When the petals were about to fall, Tian Xuanzi stretched out his hand and pressed it through the void.

Qin Cang had already seen the picture that others couldn’t figure out his mind, and his expression didn’t fluctuate.

Huh!

Before long, a white civet cat with jade fur jumped up among the flowers. It looked like it had just fallen asleep, with dim sleepy eyes, but its eyes were all attracted by the petals and went straight to the past.

A smile appeared on Tian Xuanzi’s face.

Huh huh!

The petals are like fishing bait, catching the white civet cat, skipping a little bit. In the end, Tian Xuanzi stretched out his hands and let the white civet cat jump into his arms.

He held the petals, and after teasing, he let go of the petals.

The civet cat glanced, holding the golden petals in her paws and gnawing little by little, while Tian Xuanzi stroked the top of the white cat’s head over and over again.

The white cat squinted comfortably, looking very comfortable.

The cat looked cute and lazy, and Qin Cang really knew that this was a civet cat with the blood of a white dragon, named Jiuli, which was a fierce beast in ancient times.

“Qin Cang, in the future, the Shenyou family will let you be the head of the family, okay?”

Tian Xuanzi didn’t look up, but suddenly spoke.

Qin Cang was stunned immediately, before he said for a while: “This…I never thought about it.”

“Not willing?”

Tian Xuanzi raised his head and smiled.

“If Master needs it, I can.” Qin Cang sorted out his emotions and responded calmly.

Tian Xuanzi smiled, then let go of his hands and put the civet cat in his arms.

Jiuli cat rushed into the flowers and disappeared for a while, as if it had never existed before.

“This guy really doesn’t put me in his eyes at all.” Tian Xuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a petting smile.

“I’ll get it back.”

As Qin Cang spoke, he was about to pull the civet cat out.

“It’s better not to, and tell me your reasons.” Tian Xuanzi said lazily, and heard that Qin Cang was reluctant to take over the family of Shenyou.

“The disciple just wants to follow the master and solve problems for the master.”

Qin Cang said truthfully.

As the head of the Shenyou family, he looked at the dazzling light and was extremely dazzling, but he really didn’t care at all.

Humph.

Tian Xuanzi laughed and said, “You should withdraw first, someone is coming.”

At the end, he added another sentence.

“Qin Xiao is dead.”

Hum!

Qin Cang’s face was startled, and he was immediately shocked.

Patriarch is dead?

How could this be possible? Qin Xiao had been sanctified eight hundred years ago, and he was the head of the Shenyou family.

If he couldn’t tolerate more questions, the master had already spoken, and Qin Cang could only press his doubts to retire.

When he left Hundred Flowers Valley, he happened to see the two holy monarchs, Qing Huo and Zi Lei, both of them looked indifferent, and their expressions were not very kind when they looked at him.

“Tian Xuanzi raised a good dog!”

Sage Monarch Purple Thunder stared at Qin Cang and said coldly.

He knew the ins and outs from Qin Jue, and was quite dissatisfied with Qin Jue’s mannerisms.

The corner of Qin Cang’s mouth twitched, and he walked away pretending not to hear it.