"Baize Mountain, Dream Master Alliance, I, Cang Xuan Sheng, and you will never stop!"

Somewhere in Yujing, in a huge secret room, a Wuzong looked at the information in his hand and roared in a roar. The paper on his hand suddenly turned into powder and left ashes.

At this moment, his face suddenly turned red, and suddenly he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was black and red, dyed a white wall red, like red plums.

"Master Xuansheng?"

Outside the door, a scream came. A dreamer was shocked and immediately issued a notice.

Not long after, an old man walked in.

He described Qing Huang as wearing a long black jacket with pure silver hair, but was very energetic. He looked at the wall and frowned: "Xuan Sheng, although you escaped from the siege, you were also hit by the "Seven Emotions Heart-Devouring Art". You cannot tempt your thoughts. You must know that joy, anger, sorrow, happiness and fear are a little damaged by the soul. Just this time, it has damaged your ten-year life span!"

This seven-emotional Heart-Devouring Art is under the power of the Evil Saint Sect, and even with the power of the court, it cannot be removed.

"I also know... But in life, if you cannot avenge your grudges, what's the use of living a hundred years? What's more, I'm still practicing martial arts!"

It is better to take martial arts in a straight way than to seek it in a sequel. If you compromise, how can you be able to understand your mind and practice the realm of the true saint?

Cang Xuansheng breathed deeply, his face calmed down, like Gujing Wubo: "Let me tell me, how long will I have to live?"

"Ahem... I'm so impatient, how can I say Tianshou?"

The old man's eyes shone brightly and flashed in a flash: "But with your physical condition at this time, if you are willing to take good care of your health, ignore foreign affairs, and add the power of medicine and stone, you will not have any problem in living for another hundred years."

"It's just that you can't get angry, you can't get emotional, and you can't get into action with others easily!"

Cang Xuansheng smiled dismally: "What's the difference between this and the dead? I'd better ask for joy."

He glanced at the old man, and his tone suddenly became cold: "For the royal family, raising a waste is useless, right? I have found the successor and have re-entered a martial arts inheritance into the royal arsenal, and there is no more value..."

"Ahem..."

The old man's expression changed slightly for the first time: "Xuan Sheng, don't think too much. You have made contributions to the court. We will let you live your life..."

"What if I don't want it! A half-dead person would still be able to use his remaining energy and save the last one, but he was disgusted by you..."

Cang Xuansheng knew very well that this kind of promise was the most unreliable, and it might be a year or two, but under the erosion of the long river of time, decades passed, no matter how great the merits and contributions were, people would leave and tea would be cold.

And, what's the fun of living for a lifetime?

"Put off your remaining energy? What do you want to do?"

"You are the royal saint, and you can kill people and kill bones. If you don't care about how long can you suppress these seven loves Heart-Devouring Art in the future? Don't tell me you don't know. There are many capable people in the court, so I'm afraid that this situation has been deduced long ago?"

Cang Xuansheng asked with a sneer.

"Yes... The Evil Saint Sect has been entangled with the imperial court for a long time, and this kind of magical power has naturally been seen. Although there is no way to crack it, there is a blind "Seven Secret Earth Dragon Pill" that can use poison to attack poison, and ensure that you will be able to recover your merits and practices within seven days. The gathering of seven emotions is safe and sound, but once seven days pass, you will definitely die, and it is difficult for the immortal to save you!"

The old man touched his beard and seemed to have made a successful conclusion: "In these seven days... how do you plan to take revenge? Although the court and the Yinlong Guard will cooperate with you slightly, the main force must guard Yujing and will not have much support!"

"A true saint of martial arts can't cause much damage to the five alliances, but I can kill one!"

Cang Xuansheng's eyes were deep: "You should have records of the five major forces, especially the disciples of Bai Zeshan outside, those with seven levels of Void Saints, and those with extraordinary talents, right? I want all the information of these people and the location where they are at this time! Although I cannot shake these giants, I can still kill their disciples and destroy some of their vitality."

"good!"

The old man was moved and bowed solemnly: "Don't worry, these information will be delivered soon!"

It's indeed right away.

Almost a moment later, a hidden dragon guard walked in solemnly, holding a tray.

On the tray, there was a jade bottle, translucent, and a pill of black pill was vaguely visible in it, and there was a stack of information next to it.

"This seven-death Dragon Pill uses the seven-flavor world-famous poison, combined with the resentment of the earth dragon, and takes the path of poison to control emotions. Once taken, there is no room for maneuver."

The old man's faint voice came: "There is also this information, they are all top geniuses among the five major dream masters. They are of excellent qualifications and are mostly above the fourth level of virtual saints. They are not powerful and are still wandering outside..."

A powerful man takes action to deal with such a genius, perhaps only a matter of three moves and two moves, which can quickly resolve the battle and destroy future potential.

"I understand that if you can kill a few more people this time, you will make a big profit!"

Cang Xuansheng took the tray with no expression on his face.

"As soon as we take this matter, even our court and Yinlong Guard will not recognize you. Take care of you!"

The old man bowed solemnly and bowed deeply again.

Hunting the other party’s genius disciples can only be done secretly, and even the Daqian court cannot blatantly.

After all, if we try to cut each other's lower limit, it will be like this today. Tomorrow, the five leagues will definitely retaliate back ten times a hundred times, but this time it's a verge.

After all, Cang Xuan Shengming is a member of the Golden Pin Sect on his face, and this Sect has been destroyed.

It is reasonable to go crazy and attack various dream master geniuses.

Even if you take revenge ten times, the other party will be destroyed, so what's the use?

"good!"

Cang Xuansheng picked up the information, glanced a few times, and then his eyes were filled with extremely hatred.

...

"Elder Lianhuo is quite sensible this time..."

Inside Jiujue Mountain, Fang Yuan flicked his robe and stood up.

To be fair, this additional task is very easy.

After the previous battle, the court's horse exploration no longer took place in Jiujue Mountain and completed the task easily. As long as the alliance sends new people and completes the handover, they can return to the Jinyang Blessed Land and continue to lie dormant for several years.

However, it was a pity that I didn't find the opportunity to kill that woman, Mori.

"grown ups!"

At this time, a dream master from the Realm Alliance hurriedly asked for a meeting, bringing bad news: "The five major alliances dream world communication, a true holy warrior is hunting the genius dream master everywhere, Bai Zeshan, Evil Saint Sect, and Holy Lotus Sect have all been killed, and we still hope we will deal with it carefully!"

"True Saint? How dare he?"

Fang Yuan was moved and touched his face again.

Well, even if he doesn't care about martial arts, his progress in breaking the fourth level of Void Saint in just a short time will probably be able to catch the opponent's eyes.

"Of course he dares!"

The dream master of the Realm League smiled bitterly: "This person is named Cang Xuan Sheng, and he is the Supreme Elder of the Jinding Sect in Jinzhou... His mountain gate has just been destroyed by us, and there is no living thing in the whole sect!"

Since there is no object to threaten, you can naturally be unscrupulous.

Fang Yuan was speechless: "Hey, the high-level members of the league were too short and they actually missed such a big fish!"

Even though I knew that the other party was crazy in the end, if I was hit, I would be in trouble.

"Has the other party been caught?"

"No, all the elders have stepped up their inspections, but this person is cunning. A true saint wants to completely cover up his body. It is extremely difficult to detect unless he is face to face. He travels thousands of miles a day and it is difficult to determine the place to go!"

The dream master looked ugly and glanced at Fang Yuan again.

"Well... If you want to truly use your strengths, a true holy warrior, there is a great possibility of entering several dangerous places such as Jiujue Mountain..."

Fang Yuan was speechless: "Give orders and strengthen your vigilance!"

"Abide by the order!"

The dream master immediately bowed and withdrew, and was more careful, obviously because he was afraid that Fang Yuan would be in a bad mood and vent his anger.

“It’s really…”

Fang Yuan was even more depressed when he saw this scene: "Do I like to take off my anger so much? Besides... everyone is in danger of other geniuses, but I may not be sure. If I can meet him and discuss the level of the situation, it is not good."

At this time, the Nine Turns Mystery Art is in a bottleneck, and perhaps such an opportunity is needed to break through.

...

Soon, three days passed in a flash, and several dream masters who took over also arrived and completed the handover with Fang Yuan.

However, the true saint master he was waiting for was gone.

Looking at the other dream masters, such as Huang Long, Lu Xuanzhi, and Meng Lian, who breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Yuan felt even more depressed: "Could the Saint Cang Xuan have been captured and slaughtered by the powerful? Otherwise, the Jiujue Mountain is in full swing, and he would not have come yet?"

If other genius dream masters knew what Fang Yuan was thinking, they would definitely be speechless.

They were afraid that the evil star would come to the door, but there were still people who were so expecting it, so they were really not afraid of death.

"Okay, the handover has been completed, all sirs away!"

The dream master in the lead has a low cultivation level, only about the fourth level, and faces Fang Yuan with a smile on his face, with a little pleasing.

After all, after this period of time, the arrangement on the nodes can operate on their own and cannot be easily destroyed. Therefore, only a small amount of manpower is needed to be dispatched and checked occasionally.

"good!"

After getting the quest certificate, the remaining dream masters didn't mean to stay for a long time. They were all in a hurry and wanted to leave the hell in their eyes.

"It's a pity to be buried in such a blessed place!"

Fang Yuan followed the crowd, but was thinking silently in his heart.

Perhaps, after going back to plant a few more years of land, you have to plan the location of Jiujue Mountain.

This place is a blessed place for him, especially when the world is about to be in chaos, it is really the best place to settle down.

With him in charge, a team of dream masters were unobstructed in Jiujue Mountain, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at a gap.

"Okay, after leaving here, you will walk out of the Jiujue Mountain realm. You will part ways and send them off not far away!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and suddenly his mind moved, and there was a playful smile on his lips.

"Sir, please give me a gift!"
Chapter completed!