Chapter 711 – The Way Back of the Sinjo God Pit
Chapter 711 – Xin Zhuo God Pit’s Way of Returning
“?”
The face of Si Ying’s ten people was completely gloomy, with their Heaven Splashing realm and a power that could destroy the heavens and the earth, Xin Zhuo’s every move in front of them was as childish and ridiculous as a three year old child.
In the moment just now, Xin Zhuo was just a loud thunderstorm, the sound momentum was there, and as a result, the punch didn’t hit the Evil God statue at all.
This made the last bit of patience of the ten people also completely wore clean, they never thought that after long years of fake death, with a mindset as old as a ten thousand year old tortoise, having just awakened, they would be repeatedly swayed by the emotions of an ant-like kid!
Let him die, no need for him to make a move!
Yuanji Heavenly Might, lowly juniors must not be offended.
The unruly man immediately struck, a terrifying and strange black light instantly descended, stopping between Xin Zhuo and the teleportation halo, presenting a wrapping up and killing attitude.
With his power, not to mention Xin Zhuo, or even the Celestial Fifth Failure experts, there is nowhere to escape!
However, Xin Zhuo’s body suddenly bowed slightly, his hands quickly made a seal, his body was flooded with the color of yellow, and his mouth quickly recited the words: “Come as the thunder to collect the wrath, and leave as the sky and the earth to condense the light, the instantaneous shifter walks with his heart, and the flying steps between all the heavens, Edicts!”
“Buzz–“
The body instantly blurred, raw and ignoring the means of that unruly man, drilling into the halo.
“Evil Saint’s Evil God Transient Art?”
The ten people were all startled, and then Si Ying and that young girl struck out at the same time, “one palm, one jade finger” pointing into the halo.
Unfortunately, they were one step too slow.
Xin Zhuo disappeared, but the dense gears of the teleportation halo were shattered.
The dead space was silent again.
After a long time, that Si Ying angrily looked at the unruly man: “Chen Fang! This kid from thousands of years later, why does he know the Evil Sage’s Instantaneous Transmission Technique?”
That young girl also said angrily: “The Evil Saint had fought with the Seven Loathsome Emperor’s first grandson, Jiang Zhen, in the Nine Heavens, Mountains and Seas, and cultivated the Immortal’s Instantaneous Transmission Technique for his own use, which could not be cultivated by any other than the Saint Son of the Great Diffusion, so where did he get it from, a mere kid thousands of years from now? Chen Fang, what are your intentions?”
“?”
Even if the unruly man was a Yuan Extreme Exalt with a calm and steady mind, at this moment, his mind was nearly lost, his face full of bewilderment, “How do I, I know? What does it have to do with me?”
That Si Eagle’s chest rises and falls: “Taichong, Purple Thorn, Yellow Spring and some hidden places are afraid to come out, if we can’t complete our tasks, it’s hard to escape the chastisement, all of you and the remnants of your true qi, just forcibly rushing through the gate!”
“At that time go out, this evil boy when severely tortured, punished to a thousand thunder platform to die by lightning strikes, soul eternal suppression!”
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“Zhuo’er! You are unfilial ah, several times for the clan fervent blood fight, do not hesitate to dying without trace, but you can know for the teacher inheritance will be broken, for the teacher will be sitting in the life and death pass in a few days, do not know if it can not be, once perished, you as a disciple but you are not in the left and right ……”
Xuan Tian Sword Sect, Xuan Tian Peak, Xuan Tian Hall rear, leading to the inner hall of the head teacher tens of miles of mountain stairs between the valley, hundreds of flowers bloom, spiritual grass green bells and whistles.
Liu Qingfeng, dressed in plain clothes, stood at the place where Xin Zhuo had disappeared that day, muttering to himself, and a huge incense burner was placed beside him, with curling green smoke burning within it.
This is a sacrifice.
In Great Elder Liu’s heart, Xin Zhuo is the incomparable love disciple, is the mantle heir, is countless times to create a miracle kid, this mantle love, really no one can understand.
Moreover, although he is not good at words, and is usually cold and abnormal and loves face, but his inner feelings are very rich.
Now all the other disciples of the various sects have returned, only Xin Zhuo has no movement, no need to think, ten dead.
At this moment, in the thick of the emotion, looking up to the sky and sighing, the corner of the eyes of two lines of hot tears.
Behind his mother, Chu Sinniang, Ma Feng, Sang Tu, Nangong Qitian, Su Liuli, Bai Jian San and Gongsun Li all look relieved.
Lord Zhao Yi stood quietly on the sidelines, his face devoid of any semblance of expression.
Not far away, Jiang Yuwei, Li Qiwei, and the others had teary eyes for a long time.
“Why is Grand Elder Liu so sympathetic? Who doesn’t have a dead disciple?”
In the sea of fog on the opposite side of the cliff, Ling Yun Sect Patriarch Li Wu Xie, Haotian Sect Patriarch Shen Wumen, Cloud Mist Sea Sea Lord Xuanyuan Linghai, Thunder Sound Temple Abbot Master Sumeru, Acacia Sacred Sect Patriarch Yun Painting, and Immortal Exorcism Great Sect Patriarch Zhan Biyao stood with their hands on their backs, their faces indifferent.
A day had passed since all the disciples returned, some experts from far away had already left, but the eighteen sect masters and elders had not yet left, for one, most of the remaining disciples from their families were quite injured and couldn’t afford the long distance, they needed to recuperate; and secondly, all of them had stored a few thoughts, not knowing if the Great Luo had descended from the Xuan Tian Sword Sect?
Ancient rumors, Xuan Tian Sword Sect predecessor is the “Xuan Tian Temple”, belongs to the direct line, in case of descent from here, can also be with the main clan thousands of years ago the masters of the first time to meet, talk about the future of the matter in detail.
Yesterday, Xin Zhuo killed Xie Wujiang and Bai Zong four people in detail, has been explained clearly, but to be honest, the patriarchs still can not let go.
In the eyes of these old patriarchs who had returned from faking their deaths, apart from the top few Sovereign Successor Great Disciples and a few talented disciples, the other disciples did not carry much weight, so death was death.
This kind of thing, favoritism, the elders were never able to say.
Xin Zhuo originally had a great favor for the eighteen clans, but the favor was too heavy instead became a burden, everyone’s heart was very rejected, this time again killed his own family’s direct lineage great disciple, even if he also died, the crowd still had mixed feelings.
Therefore, this slightly childish sacrifice of Grand Elder Liu Light Wind, it was hard not to cause a group of patriarchs to look at and ridicule.
“The great disciples of your clans are selfish and murderous, deserve to die!”
Liu Qingfeng did not show any weakness and said icily: “My beloved disciple Xin Zhuo, who saved the eighteen sects from danger several times, was highly meritorious and laborious to the core, how can the two be compared to each other?”
After a pause, he added: “Your disciples are not worthy of my disciple’s shoes!”
“Liu Light Wind, you have truly lived a life in vain!”
Li Wu Xie angrily rebuked: “Words that kill the heart are really biased!”
Confucian master Zong Lao Qiu also said angrily : “Elder Liu, is it really outrageous to speak human words?”
“Don’t tug on the text with me!”
Liu Qingfeng coldly laughed: “When I pass the life and death barrier, the first thing I will do is to spar with all the patriarchs!” “You can also spar with me nowadays!”
Zhang Bi Yao stepped in the air, her complexion as cold as ice, “This Patriarch will lower her realm and use only the power of the Spiritual Platform, what do you think?”
“Think Mister Liu is afraid of you?”
Willow light wind foot a little, people have arrived in the air, a spirit platform into the ruins of the aura, actually not inferior to the Hun Yuanxu early realm.
At the time of the two of them, when the swords were drawn, there was a rich power of Hunyuan from the distance, across the middle of the two, like a long river waves, people’s minds and souls trembled.
“Senior brother, Meng Long!” From the distance came Dao Zhen’s rebuke that did not contain any emotion.
Liu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, dispersed all the momentum, eldest senior brother Dao Zhen, has always been a word, now the master Chu Da Taishang Elder is not there, really can not wipe out his face.
However, Zhang Baguio was unwilling to do so, coldly laughed and said, “Brother Dao Zhen, Elder Liu of your clan insulted my clan’s disciple, how can this matter be explained?”
Li Wu Xie, Sect Elder Qiu, and the others also stepped forward in unison: “I still ask Brother Dao to give an explanation!”
Unable to take it out on Xin Zhuo, they could only argue with his master.
Dao Zhen stepped into the air, blinking as he arrived close, looking towards Liu Lightwind, his voice dull: “Senior Liu, still need to give senior brother a thin face and make amends to all the sect masters?”
“A bunch of old guys are boring, what’s the point of compensating for this kind of thing?”
Liu Qingfeng breathed sharply, his forehead veins rippled, a five-colored sword behind him, slowly sheathed.
Dao Zhen’s face changed, angrily said, “How dare you, Senior Brother Liu?”
The world knows that the Xuan Tian Sword Sect’s two great spiritual treasures protect the mountain, possessing the ability to be unpredictable, but they do not know that the sword behind Liu Qingfeng at the Sword Peak is the sect’s number one spiritual treasure!
This angry shout, in all directions the palace in the distance has not yet left the masters and the disciples of the various sects have swept to the mid-air to watch.
The atmosphere was somewhat gloomy.
“Swoosh–“
Right at this moment, a figure that shouldn’t exist suddenly and bizarrely appeared out of thin air, and as soon as he landed, he violently coughed a few times, and his aura flickered, like his realm was unstable.
Various sect masters, Liu Qingfeng and everyone in all directions subconsciously looked, this look, all eyes pupil contraction, someone lost his voice: “Xin Zhuo?!”
Xin Zhuo’s face was somewhat pained as he scanned the circle, not understanding what was happening, but he still shouted out at the first opportunity, “Move away! Stay away, quick!”
He came out from the teleportation array, surprisingly, he didn’t come back in the blink of an eye, and he didn’t know if something went wrong, or the instantaneous transfer aptitude was too perverted, he ran in the darkness for half an hour, and that Si Ying and the young girl’s palm and jade finger also followed him for half an hour.
Although it slowly became much weaker in the middle of the day, it is not difficult to hurt people for fear.
“Apprentice you ……”
Liu Qingfeng was stunned, then heard Xin Zhuo’s words, his trust in this disciple is unrivaled, a moment of joy and surprise, immediately a leap straight into the distance, “Go!”
Chu Sinniang, Zhao Yi Lord and the others followed suit and moved away.
On the contrary, it was Dao Zhen, Zhang Bi Yao, Li Wu Xie, and a group of patriarchs from Zong Lao Qiu who were first surprised, then looked Xin Zhuo up and down, naturally feeling nothing for his shout.
Stay away? Stay away? What was the meaning?
The next moment, Zhang Baguio several people even chided in the same voice: “Xin Zhuo, let me ask you ……”
“Ask a ghost, no time, do me a favor!”
Xin Zhuo was really incapable of withstanding that palm and finger, so he had to pounce straight at the group of patriarchs.
“Swoosh ……”
At this exact moment, the “palm and finger” seemed to have torn through the air and suddenly arrived.
Even though it was already weak to the extreme, the terrifyingly terrifying pressure still caused everyone in the entire Xuan Heavenly Sword Sect to fall into an abyss all of a sudden!
Dao Zhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wu Xie, and the other twenty or so Sect Masters who were in the attacking range immediately realized that their hairs were standing on end, their scalps were exploding, and they hurriedly discarded the majesty of the Sect Master and fled in a panic.
Xin Zhuo followed and chased after them, urgently saying, “Don’t run, elders, help!”
“Erect son! How dare you?”
“What is this?”
A group of Patriarchs angrily chided one after another while scattering and running wildly.
“What do you care what they are, do us a favor!”
Xin Zhuo fought to catch up, pleading sincerely.
“Assholes!”
“Stand down!”
The crowd of Patriarchs were horrified beyond words.
“Don’t go!”
“Unbridled!”
“Just a moment!”
(End of chapter)