The dark golden sword energy flew out from the ancient sword blade, like an angry dragon roaring, and the dead dragon sacrificed it, life and death were settled.
Sanyu Zhenren's face changed. At this moment, an unprecedented sense of crisis covered his whole body.
Since he stepped into the soul path, he has never had such a sense of crisis. This is a sense of crisis at the critical moment of life and death!
What exactly can give him this feeling?
"That sword? Not good!"
Sanyu Zhenren's heart thrust violently, and with a roar, a huge lotus bloomed under his feet.
That was the protective magic weapon passed down to him by Master Sanyu Zhenren. He had never used it for more than a hundred years, nor had he ever thought about using it in the past.
But today, facing a small Qihun realm person, he used it.
In the dark, Sanyu Zhenren seemed to see a crazy dragon dancing the world pounced towards him. At that moment, his soul was trembling.
The Dead Dragon Sword is stronger when it meets a strong opponent! The stronger the opponent, the more terrifying the power it exerts. This sword is beyond everything before! Bai Ye has waved the Dead Dragon Sword more than once, but this sword is unprecedentedly terrifying.
The lotus bloomed completely, and then shrank again. The beautiful petals completely wrapped the real person of Sanyu. The sword energy rushed over and completely shattered the dazzling petals. The real person of Sanyu inside was directly penetrated by the sword energy.
The shoulders and abdomen were completely cut, and the person fell from mid-air and trembled violently on the ground, not knowing whether it was death or life.
Everyone on the lower back, including Leng Shuang, was shocked.
The eyes were wide open, fear and despair filled their eyes.
Sanyu Zhenren... The second in command of Tianhong Sect, the existence of the seven real people... was cut off by a sword...
"teacher!"
"Real person!!"
The disciples of Tianhong Sect rushed over.
Bai Ye quickly withdrew his sword and dragged his tired body backwards.
His pace was extremely heavy, and this sword seemed to hollow out his body, and he ran no faster than that.
Although the Tianhong Sect's people were shocked by this sword and did not dare to step forward, Bai Ye realized that the people in the Goddess Palace were afraid that they would notice this sword.
More importantly...
The masters of the Goddess Palace who were sent by Long Yue to monitor him in the dark have witnessed all this.
"This is?"
After running for a while, Bai Ye, who was pale-faced, stopped panting.
It's a long way from the Goddess Palace.
We must find a safe place to recover, and then contact Qianlong. Now there are soul cultivators gathering at the gate of the Goddess Palace and cannot get close to it.
Rumble...
Sudden.
The entire Goddess Mountain suddenly swayed.
Bai Ye hurriedly stabilized his body, but the frequency of shaking became increasingly greater and the ground was cracking, just like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. He accidentally stepped down the hillside.
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"What's going on?"
Long Yue led a group of masters from the Goddess Palace to rush out of the palace, and many people at the birthday party flew out, and they seemed to hear the roar of an angry dragon.
"It's the Dragon Spirit!"
"Honor, save the teacher!"
"Save the real person!"
The disciples of Tianhong Sect rushed over one by one, knelt in front of Long Yue, begging.
Long Yue stared at these people, and many of them were in a state of distraction, with fear in their eyes, especially Leng Shuang. She collapsed on the ground, her lips turned white, and she murmured to herself, as if she was crazy.
Not far from Leng Shuang, there was a person who was tilted down. His shoulders were completely cut open, his bones were clearly visible, and blood flowed all over the ground. When he looked closely, he turned out to be the leader of the seven real people of Tianhong Sect.
"Then...is that the real person Sanyu?"
"What's going on? Sanyu Zhenren... actually... became like this? Who did it?"
"Come on, come!"
Guests from the birthday banquet came over, and these people were representatives of various sects and had some friendship with Sanyu Zhenren.
The people from the Goddess Palace treated the wounds for Sanyu Zhenren as soon as possible, urging their soul energy to stop bleeding and stabilize the injury. However, if he is so serious, he will not die, and he will have great luck. This kind of cultivation is afraid.
It will suffer extremely serious losses.
"What happened? Who did this?" Long Yuechen asked.
"Yes... it was done by a Qihun Realm person... a Qihun Realm guy."
A disciple of Tianhong Sect shouted in a trembling voice: "The real person... the real person was injured by a guy from the seventh level of Qi Soul Realm!"
"This is impossible!"
Immediately someone jumped out to refute him. It was Changhou, the elder of the Changsheng Sect. He stared at the disciple and his white beard shook: "I have met Sanyu Zhenren for dozens of times. I know his strength. He is a martial soul.
No one can match the realm masters, and no one in the realm of Death Soul. Just a mere Qihun Realm, in the realm of the sects, is like an ant. How could it hurt Sanyu Zhenren? You are lying!"
Not only is it Changchun, but many people present also think so.
The Qi Soul Realm hurts the Martial Soul Realm? This is simply a big deal!
"Can it be that a master hides his own strength and makes these disciples mistakenly think that he is a person from the Qihun Realm, but in fact he is not a master?" Zhang Shanshui, the veteran of Feihuang Pavilion, said.
"It's possible!"
"It must be."
"Only this can be explained!"
People agreed.
But those disciples lowered their heads and shook their heads.
"No...no...that person's breath... is indeed a person in the Qihun Realm, he has no disguise..."
"It seems that these disciples were very scared. Master Long, can you prepare some elixirs for these disciples of Tianhong Sect to heal them? They are all seedlings of the sect domain. You can't just do this.
Give up like that." Zhang Shanshui said with his fists.
"Not to mention that this happened in front of the Goddess Palace, we will not ignore it if we say that they are guests invited by my Goddess Palace. Don't worry, I will make arrangements." Long Yuetan
road.
But at this moment, several people squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards these disciples of Tianhong Sect.
The person in charge is Xiahou Yingcai, the elder of Wanjianmen.
He walked forward three steps, stood in front of the disciples, with a serious face and whispered: "Did you say that Sanyu Zhenren was injured by a person of the seventh level of Qihun Realm? That person is wearing a long sword on his waist, and he has a yearly appointment
Twenty or so? Wearing a gray-brown robe?"
"Yes..." the disciple nodded.
When Xiahou Yingcai heard this, his face turned red and white, and his face changed and changed.
"Elder Xiahou, what's wrong?" Zhang Shanshui asked.
"I didn't expect... I didn't expect that Sheng Jian was cut off both hands by such a terrifying opponent. If even Sanyu Zhenren was defeated by him, then it would be extremely difficult for me, Wanjian Sect to take revenge." Xiahou Yingcai shook his eyes.
He shook his head and sighed repeatedly.
People became more and more suspicious about seeing it.
Now everyone knows that an amazing existence has appeared in the Clan Domain.
A seventh-level young man in the Qi Soul Realm with terrifying strength!
Long Yue was thinking, but didn't speak.
"Go and do a survey now! Assess whether you are eligible to enter the first sect!"
The scholar of the Vientiane Gate in the crowd whispered to the people beside him.
"yes."
At this moment, the earth suddenly swayed, and the entire Goddess Peak was like a lonely boat in a storm, shaking continuously.
Long Yue looked around, inexplicably.
"What's going on?"
"Who performs the art?"
"I didn't feel any soul power fluctuations. It seems that this was not artificial. Could it be an earthquake?"
The soulmen were confused.
But the vibration lasted for less than ten breaths and stopped, and there was nothing unusual around it. People naturally attributed to earthquakes.
"Strengthen the mountain gate security and search for the shock points. I went to see the young palace master in Xia, and arranged accommodation for these Tianhong Sect guests to heal their wounds. I sent someone to Tianhong Sect to inform the Tianhong Sect of the situation of Sanyu Zhenren.
!As for the birthday party, it must not be interrupted and carried out as scheduled. Remember, there must be no more trouble, otherwise you will be guilty of the palace master!"
Long Yue yelled at the maids beside her, her voice was cold and serious, and the maids nodded, not daring to neglect them.
Among the crowd, Gong Yue, Yu Feng and Mu Qingqing stood together. Gong Yue looked ugly and Qianlong seemed to be thinking.
"Where is the sir?" Gong Yue turned his head and whispered to Qianlong.
"You go back and do your own thing well, and don't pay attention to the rest."
Qianlong said lightly and left alone.
Gong Yue's eyes flashed with strange light and he left with the crowd.
Soon, the gate of the Goddess Palace returned to tranquility.
The birthday party is also in full swing.
....
At this moment, in a mountain stream, Bai Ye was lying weakly in front of a big rock, looking at a small mountain not far away with his tired eyes.
The violent vibration dropped him off the hillside. After falling on this big rock, he also understood why the vibration occurred.
It turned out that there was a brass door at the foot of the mountain. The reason for the vibration was that the door opened.
The door seemed to be hidden here all the time, but somehow it opened itself.
Bai Ye was puzzled and rested half a stick of incense on the spot. Under the urging of the Qianlong Ring and the Spirit Flower Heavenly Soul, the man recovered his strength and walked towards the gate.
But when approaching the gate, a familiar smell floated into the nose.
"This is the smell of the Dead Dragon Sword."
Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned, and suddenly he saw a deep sword mark on the gate.
This sword mark...
Bai Ye suddenly realized.
It turned out that when he directly attacked Zhenren Sanyu, the sword energy did not stop after cutting off Zhenren Sanyu and directly hit the gate.
It's really a coincidence.
Is this a mistake?
The sword energy of the Death Dragon Sword shattered the barrier of the gate, causing the gate to open on its own, which caused the earth to tremble continuously.
"This is also an opportunity. I just don't know what's inside the gate. Is it related to the Goddess Palace?"
Bai Ye was thinking about it and walked carefully inside.
After walking a few steps, a stone tablet appeared in sight, with some blurred words carved on it.
"So what about ghosts and monsters? I will break all the tricks with one sword!"
"So powerful! Which kendo master left behind?"
Bai Ye praised, staring at these words, and his heart was inexplicably excited.
These characters are all made of sword sculptures, and every stroke is vigorous and powerful! The material of the stone tablet is not an ordinary stone, and it is impossible for ordinary people to do it.
Bai Ye looked at it for a while and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in the font.
"Who did this place be cast?"
Bai Ye was more interested and continued to walk inside.
After walking for a while, I reached the end. There was an altar at the end. The surrounding area of ​​the altar was covered with rusty swords. There were twelve swords, big or small, each one was different. In the center of the altar, I sat cross-legged
A dead bone seems to have died for a long time.
Could it be that this dry bone is the owner of the altar?
Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes tightened, he took a few steps forward, staring at the front of the dead bone.
But I saw a jade plaque standing in front of the dry bones. Above the jade plaque, there were a large number of villains, each of which was covered with red and blue lines, and there were different movements sitting.
Chapter completed!