The faint smell of blood has not completely dissipated.
Elder Liu's roar seemed to still linger in everyone's ears, until the cold wind blew by, and the monks in the square shivered together, feeling a chill running from the soles of their feet down their backs to the top of their heads.
They instinctively raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
Shen Yi sat high on the long steps, and his voice was not high, but in this dead silence, it was enough for every monk to hear it very clearly.
The thin letter was inserted straight on the long table.
This letter remained unopened until Liu Xingshan's death.
But no one would question what's wrong with this.
Not only Liu Xingshan's excited reaction, it can almost confirm that there is something evil in his heart, but also Shen Yi's current identity, the other party is the sect master, and he has golden words... To put it harshly, even if Liu Xingshan is really wronged, as long as today The other six sect leaders did not speak, and absolutely no one else dared to step forward to save him.
Of course, things have settled.
Elder Liu is the most powerful among the seven disciples of Nanhong, second only to a few Dao disciples and the six sect masters. There is no doubt about his lofty status. His death should have shaken the entire Nanhong. This big event is so quiet at the moment, making no waves at all.
Compared with the reason for his fall, what shocked the monks more was the process of his fall.
Even if Liu Xingshan's condition is not quite right, even if he only opened two cities, after all... he is still the famous elder of Tianjian Sect.
Stomping your feet can make the southern flood create huge waves.
Facing a fatal blow from such a powerful person, even Su Hongxiu or Wei Yuanzhou and his ilk need to concentrate on it. If they are not careful, there is a risk of missing the mark.
But Sect Leader Shen didn't even have the intention to get up.
He just raised his palm lightly, without leaving the Dao Palace or opening the White Jade Immortal City, he just pressed it unhurriedly.
Liu Xingshan's turbulent aura suddenly returned to calm.
The figure that charged away in rage was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any ripples, and then shattered into a pile of pieces of meat.
Being killed so easily!
How could this be the method that monk Bai Yujing should have?
The Taoists who originally wanted to watch the excitement fell into silence, and then they all cast fearful glances at the figure on the long steps.
"..."
The corners of Wei Yuanzhou's eyes twitched twice. This subtle change could be regarded as a bit out of character for him who is known for his calmness.
He knew that Shen Yi was making rapid progress, but regarding the terrifying scene before him, his mood was not much different from that of other Taoists.
Because this is no longer something that can be explained by talent and understanding.
There is a rumor in ancient books about someone who attained enlightenment and became an immortal in one day, but the rumor was ultimately false. However, it took less than a year for Sect Master Shen to ascend to Bai Yujing and crush his peers, but it was real. exists.
Apart from the reincarnation of immortals, Wei Yuanzhou could not think of the second possibility.
Even the palm he pressed just now was like an immortal's method. Otherwise, how could he have killed Liu Xingshan easily? He was the elder Bai Yujing who had the ability to open the three cities, and he was not a piece of fish on the chopping board.
He suddenly felt a little scared.
If the younger sister at that time had been stronger and really caused some trouble to Sect Master Shen, and if she didn't let herself know about it and didn't leave a chance to make amends... then it wouldn't be as simple as banning her cultivation and imprisoning her.
Beside Wei Yuanzhou.
Su Hongxiu stood with her hands down, staring closely at the place where Liu Xingshan fell. She closed her eyes, a solemn look appeared on her slightly mature face, and the tip of her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something.
It was the smell of a sword, like some kind of sword body that I didn't know about.
In addition to this...there are Tao soldiers.
If I feel right, it should be the Hongmeng Heavenly Soldiers.
At the moment when Liu Xingshan's body shattered, these faint breaths only appeared for a moment, but they were still captured by Su Hongxiu's keen perception.
It seems like just a palm, but there are many things mixed into it.
Liu Xingshan’s death was not unjust.
Su Hongxiu opened her eyes. She did not feel proud because she noticed these things. Instead, when she looked at Shen Yi, the solemnity and wonder in her eyes became much stronger.
The deeper you look, the more you can understand how terrifying it is.
Previously, she was thinking about when Shen Yi would grow up to the point where she was really interested in fighting, but after this scene, all that was left in her mind was how to win and how to deal with this palm.
Even if we open the third city, can we win?
The moment this thought came to her mind, Su Hongxiu couldn't help but be startled.
You must know that when she faced Liu Xingshan before, she had thought that if she used all her strength, she could kill him with one sword, but now she had doubts about herself because of Shen Yi.
"There's always a chance to hand it over."
Su Hongxiu slowly looked away. She couldn't look at it any longer, otherwise it would only make herself confused, timid before fighting, and lacking in Taoism.
"Why did the fight suddenly start..."
Fairy Baohua subconsciously glanced at her master, not because she was weak-minded, but because she was simply a little behind in age compared to those Nanhong Daozi, plus she lacked experience.
More importantly, this matter involved Shen Yi, and she became confused for no reason.
"..."
The old woman holding a cane shook her head gently towards Fairy Baohua, signaling her apprentice to calm down, but she seemed calm, and the trace of envy that flashed in her eyes was undeniable.
It is indeed the largest human force in Nanhong.
Such a young monk could possess strength that even surprised an old lady like her.
No wonder they wanted to support him to ascend to the position of sect leader before he joined the Tao.
Such geniuses, not to mention in Nanhong, even in the whole of Hongze, are the objects of competition by all major forces.
These major forces even include Dragon Palace.
They shouldn't mind having a secret love affair with a purple-bearded white dragon known as a fairy just like they did with Xuan Qing many years ago. During those days, the Dragon Palace and the human race were at their most peaceful, not disturbing each other and living separately on land and water.
This divine couple saved countless monks from danger and gained a very cherished time for cultivation.
The words "fairy couple" come to mind.
There was a touch of mockery on the corner of the old woman's lips, and a murderous intent that no one could detect.
Some beasts, no matter how many beautiful words are used to decorate them, no matter how many good names are given to them, they are still born as bastards who deserve to be ridden!
Xuan Qing, you are really blind...
"this."
Fairy Baohua found that her master had suddenly fallen into deep thought again, and her expression turned slightly dull. She was probably the only one in the room whose thoughts could wander under such circumstances.
Fortunately, there were other Hedao realm giants in the room.
The six sect leaders quickly withdrew their gaze. They had different thoughts, but they were not suitable for discussion at the Seven Sons Conference.
Wei Yuanzhou's thoughts are actually quite normal.
Although Nanhong is a little remote, it is still in contact with the outside world. It is not unheard of such things as the reincarnation of immortals... let alone immortals, why not put it bluntly, what is the relationship between Shen Yi and Senior Brother Qin?
This young monk was born in Nanyang.
But others could not see any fear of the outside world from him. He seemed to have accepted this matter the moment he stepped out, and his goal was extremely clear.
In a short period of time, not only did his cultivation take off, but he also completely forged a relationship with Dragon Palace.
According to the news that several sect leaders have quietly observed these days, this young man has never done anything else. He either offended the Dragon Palace or was on his way to offend the Dragon Palace.
Shen Yi's thoughts can be seen from the blood talisman he deliberately revealed when he raised his palm just now.
It's not enough for Senior Brother Qin to train a Dragon-Slaying Taoist, and now he has to do it a second time? Or, is it Senior Brother Qin himself who plans to come back and help his disciple to secure this title?
The six sect leaders lowered their eyes and looked at the figure on the high chair.
On that fair and handsome face, there was the same calmness as that of Senior Brother Qin back then, and they fell into a brief trance for a while.
Qingyue Sect Leader's eyes flashed with some confusion: "..."
What did you do when you came back? Did you want revenge?
But there is no enemy for you in Hongze. Your enemy comes from heaven.
Senior brother, do you want to take us to death together? It's not that I can't die, I'm just worried that even if I die, I won't be able to let go of this breath.
"continue."
The leader of the Wushuang Sect gently raised his palm, and when his voice rang out, everyone's minds suddenly calmed down.
For now, forget about Liu Xingshan.
The entire Seventh Son Conference was carried out in an orderly manner according to the previously established process.
More than a dozen elders Bai Yujing stood up, stepped into the sky on auspicious clouds, held jade orders in their hands, and began to read the decree loudly.
When those obscure scriptures are spit out from their mouths, and the white clouds gather into the giant crane to pick up its wings and spread its wings in all directions, the honor of the new sect leader, the Seventh Son of Nanhong, will spread as quickly as possible. Nanhong, and even further places.
Whether it's a high mountain or a vast ocean, countless creatures will know about this major event that can shake up the situation in Nanhong.
Seven rays of white rainbow light burst out, the mountain peaks trembled, the heavenly sword flew up, the blue waves became more and more turbulent, and among the white clouds, the clear moon gathered its brilliance.
Against their background, the huge hanging sun became even more dazzling, and its warm brilliance enveloped this rare beauty.
The guests stood up and saluted.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect stepped in order, held swords in both hands, and knelt down on one knee towards the figure at the top.
"..."
On the long steps, Shen Yi was still sitting quietly. He was not a humble monk who had just arrived in Hongze today. The swaying Nanyang white robe represented the entire Nanyang Sect and more than 180 vassals.
At this moment, the lives of these people were all hanging on his body.
Of course, that's what it says.
But it should be boring or boring.
Shen Yi closed her eyes and recalled the feeling of slashing with the ink blade before. Dao soldiers and ordinary magic weapons were completely different things. It looked like just a sword, but in fact it was the blessing of the entire fairy city to the monks.
After all, this is the first time to sacrifice to the fairy city.
After using the Wusheng Palm, Shen Yi took the initiative to remove the confusing effect of Tianyan Four-Nine. He also wanted to test how he had spent so much of the demon life force on Bai Yujing and what the difference was between him and the monks in the same realm. different.
However, the result was a bit disappointing for him.
It's not that there's anything wrong with the effectiveness of the Black Blade or Xuan Jia, it's mainly that Liu Xingshan's state is wrong. Whether it's his aura or his state of mind, he seems to have been greatly damaged, and he can't display his expected strength at all.
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As a result, Shen Yi won with such ease that the gap between Taoist soldiers was not reflected at all.
That's all, there's always a chance.
Shen Yi opened her eyes, glanced at the Taoists below, and then glanced in a certain direction.
…
The white crane spreads its wings and disappears into the clouds.
Outside Nanhong Seven Sons, there is a rugged floating island. Three figures stand with their hands behind their hands, quietly watching the white crane leave.
The leader is a snake dragon.
It was dressed in fine clothes, spat a message, its vertical pupils exuded a cold air, and its voice was calm: "Finally, give them some face."
Even if the Dragon Palace is 90% sure, the invasion of the Shui Tribe is inseparable from the Seven Sons of Nanhong.
But after all, there is no evidence.
There is no need to disturb the Seven Sons Conference.
but……
Today is the day.
The snake dragon holds the decree of the Dragon Palace Crown Prince, and when he comes this time, he must seek an explanation for the fifth prince and the fourth dragon grandson.
The seven sons of Nanhong used the conference as an excuse to delay time. It seemed to it to be very meaningless. The whole of Nanhong knew the character of their prince.
Either ignore it, but if you show up, you are coming to question the crime as half of the Lord of Nanhong.
How can you accept something that has nothing to do with it?
"The general also wants to see how they want to fool this matter." The demon general behind him also showed a ferocious expression.
How could the lives of so many powerful water tribe warriors be wiped away with just one sentence?
As the saying goes, be courteous first and then fight. If the Seven Sons of Nanhong are unwilling to step down the steps provided by the Dragon Palace, they will naturally have other ways to deal with it.
In the eyes of these demon generals, now is actually a very good opportunity.
The Nanlong King is still here, and Xilong Palace will definitely give its full support. Taking advantage of the fact that the Seven Sons Conference has just ended and the eyes of Nanhong's big and small forces are focused here, it is better to have a real fight with real swords and guns.
Even if they couldn't annihilate the Seven Sons in one fell swoop, with the combined efforts of the two Dragon Palaces, they could at least severely damage the vitality of these monks, lose their face, and disintegrate their forces, leaving them with no chance to turn around for tens of thousands of years.
How can one allow others to sleep soundly beside a tiger lying on the couch?
No matter how calm the Seven Sons of Nanhong behave, they are still a powerful force that cannot be underestimated. They, the mighty warriors of the Dragon Palace, are often a little timid when doing things.
"If you don't follow the rules, you have to give an explanation." The remaining demon general, who looked a little dull, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the seven white rainbows gathered.
"What do you want to explain?"
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from behind it.
The demon general's whole body tensed up suddenly, and he subconsciously looked back. Before he could speak, he heard sarcastic words coming from the other side.
"Do your rules deserve to be called rules?"
"..."
The leader of the snake dragon clenched its sharp claws, and in just the time it took to breathe, it was already faintly sweating. As the Bai Yujing Demon General who was deeply trusted by the prince, it was completely unaware of the approach of others.
The corner of his eye quickly glanced sideways.
The next moment, the cold pupils slowly spread.
Behind the three of them, a majestic figure several feet tall stood quietly. The huge dragon horns were daunting, and the sharp mandibles were densely covered with dragon beards. The body was so strong that it almost exploded, and the chest and abdominal muscles were like
As thick as a green brick.
The entire body shape is like a towering mountain, covered with rough golden lin pieces.
Standing like this with hands down, looking at it indifferently, it gives people an endless sense of oppression, as terrifying as if they can't breathe.
The snake dragon looked to the other side.
The same majestic figure as a mountain walked over slowly, with a black-gold color on its body. The arms protruding from the carapace were as thick as giant trees. Even the surface of the skin was as rough as rocks. On that fierce face, there was a hint of something.
A playful smile.
These two uninvited guests seemed strange and unusual.
Not only is it the terrifying aura emanating from their bodies, but also their old monster bodies that have obviously spent hundreds of thousands of years, yet they have not lost their vitality at all.
"Where did this old monster come from?"
The snake dragon swallowed his throat and unconsciously took a step back.
Logically speaking, the great demon who can live for such a long time is at least as powerful as the prince, with strength comparable to that of the Hedao realm.
However, the cultivation level of these two monsters is obviously not that high, but in terms of the monster body, it seems that it has been developed to the extreme, and the level of nobleness of its bloodline... To be disrespectful, the snake dragon feels better than the prince.
Your Highness is even more amazing.
"Who on earth are you who dare to interfere with Dragon Palace's affairs?!" Snake Jiao asked, trying to calm down.
The two strange monsters had not yet replied, but the dull monster general seemed to have seen something unbelievable. It stared closely at the yellow dragon's eyebrows, and the more it looked, the more familiar it felt, and finally uttered a sentence that was not even close to itself.
Words that I don’t quite believe.
"Thirteen...Thirteenth Master?"
"..."
Ke Shisan glanced sideways, then slowly raised his hand, and the five sharp dragon claws slowly opened.
In an instant, the powerful demon power exploded, wrapping around the demon general's body and rolling him back to his side amidst his hasty roar.
Ke Shisan's dragon claws firmly grasped the demon general's head and lifted him up in the air, his eyes filled with indifference.
It said calmly: "You should call me, Master of the East Palace...you should be more careful in the next life."
Before he finished speaking, the demon general's head exploded in Ke Shisan's palm. The thick plasma dripped down his fingertips and was shaken off casually.
"you!"
The other demon general looked at this scene blankly, and then rushed out to the side without hesitation.
However, before it could evacuate the floating island, its sight was occupied by a dark light.
boom!
Wu Jun hit it with his shoulder brazenly. He was supposed to send the demon general flying back to the floating island, but he didn't expect that under the terrifying and unspeakable power, the bones of the demon general's body shattered.
The monster's body exploded into minced flesh!
"..." Ke Shisan glanced at it silently.
"..." Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, then patted the blood stains on his shoulder helplessly: "I will be responsible for collecting the corpses."
The snake dragon sniffed the blood on the tip of its nose and looked at the two big monsters silently.
Before he even took action, the two men had already started talking about collecting the corpses.
Is this old golden dragon really related to the thirteen dragon grandsons?
And the other party claims to be the master of the East Palace... what kind of palace is that?
Why has it never heard of such a force in Nanhong? Could it be that it comes from outside?
But these are not important.
The most important thing now is your own life.
"You two, I am here on the order of the Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace to ask me about the disaster of the Shui Tribe with the Seventh Prince of Nanhong. Moreover, the two armies are fighting and the envoys are not killed. If you two insist on going your own way and break the rules, I am afraid there will be consequences.
A great disaster is coming."
The snake dragon held up the decree without hesitation, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
But that decree, which made all the forces in Nanhong fearful, made the big black turtle monster laugh out loud.
"laugh."
Wu Jun walked towards the snake dragon step by step, suddenly put his arms around the other person's neck, and then pointed at his face: "Do you know me?"
"Ho!" The snake dragon was still immersed in the monster's astonishing body. The seemingly random wave of his palm actually made it feel like it was inevitable to avoid it.
When I heard the question at this moment, I subconsciously replied: "I don't know."
"That's fine then."
The smile on Wu Jun's face slowly faded, becoming as cold as Ke Shisan's: "So, why do you think I care about your rules?"
In an instant, the rich black light flowed on the snake dragon's body like ink, covering it all at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ho! Ho!"
The snake dragon still grasped the decree and raised it high, his eyes widened and his breathing heavy: "My prince is a real dragon comparable to the Hedao realm!"
Just as it said that, it suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from its body.
I saw that the entire abdomen was penetrated by a huge sharp claw from behind.
Then the dragon's claws clenched tightly, crushing its internal organs.
Ke Shisan slowly withdrew his right paw.
The snake dragon stumbled and fell to the ground, its whole body surrounded by black light. It clutched its lower abdomen and stared at the two majestic figures in disbelief.
However, there was no chance for it to say anything more.
Wu Jun had already raised his foot and stepped over boldly!
While crushing the body of the snake dragon, he also trampled the decree under his feet.
It lowered its eyes and looked down. Not only did it not lift its foot, it even ran over it casually a few more times, with a mocking smile on its face: "I know you can see it."
Wu Jun crushed the decree bit by bit, with a hint of provocation in his voice: "Don't accept it?"
It stretched out two fingers and tapped its temples lightly, its expression gradually becoming more and more aggressive: "My master, I'm waiting for you to come to me, huh, the prince... he's just a reptile from Nanhong."
"As for now, you can get out."
Wu Jun withdrew his gaze and completely crushed the decree to pieces.
And far away under the water.
In the splendid Prince's Palace.
The old dragon wearing a crown and fine clothes was sitting between the thrones, looking as quiet as sleeping, but through the crown, one could see its expressionless face, which was extremely gloomy at this moment.
It stared silently into nowhere.
After a long time, he finally closed his eyes.
There was a chill on the corner of his lips that chilled the bones, and its sigh echoed throughout the hall.
Has Nanlong Palace been silent for too long?
Now not only the Seven Nanhong Sons, but also those chaotic forces dare to come in and step on them?
If that's the case, let's give it a try.
Give it a try and see if Nanlong Palace has really fallen to the point where everyone can be bullied.
In an instant, the figure of the Nanlong Palace Prince disappeared between the thrones.
When it reappeared, it had already arrived at the blue brick hall in the deepest part of the water. It stood in front of the rough yellow dragon statue, raised its hands towards the entrance of the abyss and saluted: "Father, I have come to see you."
Ke Laosi knelt on the ground and begged for an unknown amount of time without receiving any response. The abyss cave finally showed a trace of life at this moment.
An old and deep voice floated along the water waves.
"allow."
A simple word contains boundless majesty.
In the abyss, a pair of golden eyes slowly lit up, and the dark green pupils looked like the most malicious thing in the world.
Chapter completed!