"I saw Gu Jie, the Holy Son of the Ancient God Sect, rushing here not long ago. How come he is nowhere to be seen now?" a senior sister asked puzzledly.
"Gu Jie? Dead." Qin Yu said calmly.
"What about the other geniuses? They are all the best of the younger generation of top sects." The senior brother was shocked.
"Oh, I killed them all." Qin Yu said.
Hiss!!!
Several people suddenly widened their eyes and looked at Qin Yu in front of them.
I was deeply shocked.
"You said you killed them all by yourself?" One person asked tentatively, suppressing his inner shock.
Qin Yu nodded: "They are too weak."
Too weak??!
Several people seemed to have heard something incredible and kept covering their ears to make sure they had heard it correctly.
Those are all powerful people of the young generation who dominate the spiritual world.
Each of them has strength and talent that surpasses that of the Taoist master.
Despite their age, they are already able to compete with some leaders of third-level sects, which shows how powerful they are.
But now, Qin Yu said he was too weak?!
Beyond their imagination.
"boom!"
Another loud noise came from afar, and the immortal energy was like blood bursting, flooding in from afar.
"Hurry up, the Tai Chi Fairyland is about to close!" someone spoke, obviously having been here before and knowing that this was a sign of closure.
For a moment, the monk who was still watching turned around and rushed towards the light gate behind him.
"Let's leave as soon as possible!" The senior brother reminded: "Once we are trapped here, it will take a hundred years to reopen!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in Ziyun Pavilion nodded and followed the main force to leave.
Qin Yu turned around and looked at the surging immortal energy, muttering: "Thank you, Senior Immortal King, for your inheritance."
After he finished speaking, he was about to leave when suddenly, a voice exploded in his ears.
"Carry this seat's inheritance and move forward."
The sound of Tao rumbled, mixed with a hint of relief.
call out!
Qin Yu took a deep look, then bowed and left the Tai Chi Fairyland.
…
Outside the Tai Chi fairyland.
A group of people stood in the void, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the fairyland.
"I wonder what kind of good fortune our Taoist Saint Son will get this time. He should have already broken through to the Golden Immortal." Ma Gan spoke with joy on his face. He is the leader of the Flame Palace. Flames condense around his body and his strength is terrifying.
"I don't know which disciple has obtained the Immortal King's inheritance. I am really looking forward to it." A bald strong man spoke. He was wrapped in a robe and was also the leader of a sect.
"Look! Someone is coming out!" someone shouted, pointing at the entrance.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the entrance.
One after another, monks came out with fatigue and scars on their faces, obviously having experienced a great battle.
Some disciples of the sect waited for a long time but did not see their own people appear. They asked anxiously, "Could it be that all the brothers have died in there?"
At this moment, someone walked out and suddenly shouted, "Master, our Holy Son has been killed!!"
Everyone quickly looked over and found that the person shouting was wearing a crimson robe with the symbol of the Palace of Flame clearly on the back.
"What did you say?! Huoyang is dead?!" Ma Gan's eyes flashed with two rays of light, and his face was full of disbelief.
"It's absolutely true, the Holy Son was killed by an unknown guy!" The disciple burst into tears, his eyes filled with fear.
He was obviously completely frightened by Qin Yu's methods.
"Who did it?!" Ma Gan's face was gloomy, and the flames surrounding his body burst out and soared into the sky.
He really had murderous intentions.
Huo Yang is the young generation that he has carefully cultivated and is his future successor.
Soon, after he enters the no-man's land, he plans to promote Huo Yang as the leader.
Now he learned that his most proud disciple had died in the Tai Chi fairyland.
It was hard for him to accept.
"Ancestor, our Holy Son was also killed by a guy!" On the other side, the remaining disciples said this to their leader.
"Master, the saint has also fallen, killed by an unknown guy." A woman spoke a hundred meters away.
In an instant, the outside of Tai Chi Fairyland became boiling.
When everyone saw this situation, they felt an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.
"No way, they couldn't have been killed by the same person?" someone speculated.
"Where is that man? If he dares to kill my Taoist Saint Son, I will make sure he dies without a burial place!" Ma Gan roared, and murderous intent burst out from his body, sweeping around.
It directly repelled a large number of people, and those who were targeted turned pale and looked terrified.
As expected of the leader of a sect, his strength is so terrifying!
Everyone couldn't help but tremble with fear.
"Who the hell is this guy? He must be torn into pieces!"
"Knowing the lineage to which my Saint Son belongs, yet he still dares to do this? This person must not be allowed to live!"
The leaders of those sects all went crazy, causing the entire sky to be covered with dark clouds and filled with anger.
"Hey, you guys, are you looking for me? You Saints are so weak, they deserved to die in my hands. And you still call them Saints? It's a joke."
Suddenly, a figure walked out slowly from the light gate and stepped on the void as if it were flat ground.
He had a head full of black hair, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked down upon the whole audience.
"It's him! He killed all the ten geniuses by himself!" Seeing the person coming, a disciple suddenly shouted, as if he had collapsed, holding his head and shouting continuously.
The person who came was Qin Yu.
At the same time, on his left and right sides stood disciples of Ziyun Pavilion.
"Come here quickly." An old woman saw the disciples coming out and waved to them.
When Luo Nanshu saw the old woman, his eyes lit up and he smiled sweetly and said, "Master, why are you here?"
"Come here first, I have something to tell you." The Pavilion Master of Ziyun Pavilion moved his hand slightly, and several people quickly went towards her.
at this time.
All the sects of the slain saints looked in the direction of Qin Yu.
"Young man, who are you? Which sect are you from? Was it you who killed the Holy Son of my sect?" Ma Gan spoke with a gloomy expression.
Qin Yu smiled when he heard this. How could he not know what this old guy was thinking?
These words were obviously meant to test whether he had any background.
"The knife is not sharp and the horse is too thin. My name is Qin Yu, remember, I am a casual cultivator." Qin Yu said with a smile, not taking the other party seriously at all.
"Young man, being too arrogant will lead to your death." Ma Gan said calmly, but the murderous intent in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Everyone here, don't try to provoke me, otherwise you will bear the consequences." Qin Yu took a step forward and spoke proudly.
Hiss!!!
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became lively and everyone looked towards him.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded, their hearts almost jumping out of their chests.
Everyone was struck by lightning and was completely shocked by Qin Yu's words.
What is he talking about?
How dare you threaten the top Taoist sect in public?
He's simply a lunatic.
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