Chapter 867 – Xin Zhuo’s Home Country, Too Bad He’s Not There?
Chapter 867 – Xin Zhuo’s Motherland, It’s a pity he’s not there?
“It’s Fuxian Palace’s son-in-law Supreme Birdman and …… looking at the attire it should be the two resident elders of the Da Luo Sect.”
The wooden skiff stopped in a windy forest outside the battlefield, Xue Ji got up and walked to the forefront with an enchanting figure.
“That’s right!”
Old Man Pendulum sighed meaningfully, he suddenly understood why the Supreme Birdman, Spirit Sparrow Child, and Ye Chen’s people were unwilling to respond, they were obviously also controlled by this Xin Demon in the back.
This was almost the strongest force under the Paramount Saint of the Fuxian Palace, and as a result, they were wiped out by Xin Zhuo alone.
“What kind of name is Elder Custodian?” Xin Zhuo asked, the two old men in the sky were not very strong.
The group of people in front turned back, Xiao Jingyi grabbed the first to say: “It is a kind of appellation of super sects, holy caves and heavens different from elders, great elders and supreme elders, when they were young, they were all saint sons, saint daughters of the dignity, just because of all kinds of reasons can not enter the semi-saint, disciples under the door collectively referred to these people as lodging old man, lodging the name of lodging old men, the old man honored title!”
Yuan You Rong also respectfully returned, “There are also half-steps of great power in the holy land, all of them are some remnants of saints, and the great power generation are all saints.
Sage is a title, not the name of a cultivation realm!”
Xin Zhuo nodded his head and slowly looked at the mid-air, then his eyes glanced at the mountain in the southeast direction, at a glance he saw a group of familiar people, he did not feel surprised, only that his face could not help but show a trace of nostalgia and complexity.
Back then, since he knew about the “Mirror Flower Water Moon”, Xuan Tian Sword Sect was the only place that had ever given him warmth, where there was a group of brothers and sisters, fellow disciples, masters and mothers, as well as that gentle girl in white who was like a fairy.
Now more than forty years have passed, they are out of the gate, but unfortunately Xin Zhuo has long been not the same Xin Zhuo.
“These three are afraid that they are fighting for the victory or defeat of Great Zhou.” Xue Ji walked back and said, “The Supreme Birdman is your subordinate?”
Xin Zhuo was interrupted in his thoughts and said, “Currently!”
Xue Ji said: “The Supreme Birdman and the two Dala Host Elders have similar strengths, they are both Yuan Extreme Six Forests, it is just that the Supreme Birdman’s earth level origin is worse, I’m afraid that he won’t be able to win, should we make a move?”
The slender finger pointed towards Pendulum Old Man, Xiao Jingyi and a few others.
That Xiao Jingyi let out a bitter smile and said: “My injury has not yet healed, sneak attack one or two is okay, but these three people are now in the best fighting state, I’m only afraid …….”
Xin Zhuo was silent and looked straight to the high sky.
Now the low level disciples of Da Luo and Da Yan are ……
……
“Boom boom boom ……”
High in the sky the three Yuan Extreme Realm experts violently clashed against each other, the violent true qi overflowing and stirring in all directions, the most primitive origin power between heaven and earth wrapped in power like steaming seawater, enveloping the ground for more than ten zhang and spanning hundreds of miles away.
Both sides more than a million troops stand far away, all can not raise their heads, with huge shields to resist the aftermath, even so, shield hand is also a moment of fainting a large number of dead, the remaining soldiers and desperately top, this is still the three Yuanji masters deliberately avoid the results of the bottom.
On the platform, Mr. Zhuge, Jian Jiuzheng, Ning Zhiwei, Shui Qingliu and the emperor’s father and son were all tilting their true qi like water streams, also resisting the aftermath of the three Yuanji masters, but at the moment, each face was filled with worry and concern.
Emperor Saint Ancestor’s southern expedition strategy was afraid to fail, the news from the western battlefield was lagging, and so far they did not know whether they had won or lost.
“What should be done?”
Jian Jiuzheng asked with difficulty.
Mr. Zhuge let out a long sigh: “Let’s listen to the fate of heaven and do our best, even if little friend Xin Zhuo arrives, I’m afraid that he won’t be able to win against the two old guys from this Da Luo.”
……
“Win!”
“With this win, there will be no more obstruction in the south of Great Zhou, and we can level the river with a single horse, soldier to the hinterland of Great Zhou, and directly take the imperial capital of Great Zhou, and the battle to destroy Zhou will be considered a success!”
On the southern hillside, Qiong Yu stood side by side with the sage son Wu Jiang, who had a male hairdo and a face like a crown of jade, and looked up to the sky with a look of relief and release.
Some time ago, the two of them teamed up and fought with the Supreme Birdman for three days and three nights, and the result was a great defeat, the two of them were too poor in their origin power, and they were no match for two against one, and although they had now invited the clan’s remaining resident elders to come, they had after all won back their face and were not too embarrassed.
“I’m just curious ……” Wujian laughed softly: “Great Zhou is that Xin Zhuo’s motherland, the place that gave birth to him and raised him, where did he go? Why not come?”
Qiong Yu frowned and said: “Before captured a group of Zhou army prisoners, all said that the commander-in-chief of the West Road Army of the Great Zhou is a great king, what is the name is not known, this great king will not ……” “Xin Zhuo is the Holy Ancestor Emperor of Great Zhou, there is no doubt about it, how could it be the Great King?” Wu Jiang waved his sleeve, “Even if Xin Zhuo comes, what can he do? You and I, plus the two lodgers, will end his life today.”
Qiong Yu nodded slightly, and then the two of them stopped talking.
Just not far away, Li Guo father, Chu Zongwei, Dao Zhen, Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Wu Yingyue including Chu Sinniang, Yu Zhugei and so on had incomparably strange faces, and they also didn’t understand why Xin Zhuo didn’t come.
As for Liu Qingfeng, his face was suffocatingly red, he couldn’t help but retort: “I’m afraid I can’t, Xin Zhuo is also at the Yuan Extreme Realm, and he once fought with the Sacred Son of Si Ying ……”
Chu Sinniang was startled, made a gesture to pull him, it was too late, only to see that Boundless Saint Son coldly glanced at him and rebuked: “Unbridled! What kind of status are you, district a hall elder, don’t know respect and inferiority!”
Powerful Yuanji pressure rolled in, Liu Qingfeng retreated seven steps, his bones “cackling”, blood seeped out of his seven orifices, his mouth was unable to speak, and his blood qi tumbled endlessly.
“Saint son rest your anger!”
Chu Zongwei, Chu Sinniang, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Gongsun Li, Wang Hui, and others rushed forward and saluted in fear.
The Super Sect had a strict hierarchy:True disciple-Elder-Great Elder-Lord of a Palace and a Peak-Main SectHeavenly Man’s Five Decayed Disciple-Sacred Son/Sacred Maiden-Host Elder Half Saints.
The Saint Son was definitely an existence that stood at the very top, while Liu Qingfeng was just an ordinary Elder, the second rung of the ladder, and there was too much of a gap between each other in terms of both cultivation and status.
However, even with a group of people protecting him, that Boundless Saint Son was still furious, and the group of people who were protecting each other were all suppressed, suffering.
“The Boundless Saint Son rests his anger.” Or the Xuan Tian Temple Hall Master Li Wuyou just couldn’t stand it anymore, arched his hand and accompanied him with a smiling face and said: “The Great Luo Sect has been inherited for ten thousand years, and it is most concerned about honoring the teacher and the teacher’s rites and laws, even if that Xin Zhuo’s little child is stronger, after all, it’s my Great Luo outcast disciple, the disciple of Elder Willow Lightning Wind, and he has to recognize that, and we are his elders, so it’s not a big deal whether to kill him or not, and it is always okay to say something about his strengths and weaknesses. ”
Only then did Wujiang dissipate his anger, watching the high sky with his hands behind his back, no longer speaking.
Chu Zongwei and Dao Zhen’s group of people sighed in relief and quietly said to Li Wuyou, “Many thanks to Hall Master for taking sides!”
Li flawless sneered: “Siding a bird, you are my subordinates, and that Xin Zhuo is a man, I can afford him!”
A group of people’s faces were embarrassed.
Liu Light Wind only came back to his senses at this moment, his face was pale, and he muttered: “My disciple has the qualifications of a great emperor, this is indisputable, sooner or later there will be a day ……”
“Shut up!” Chu Sinniang finally couldn’t help but explode, “Why are you acting like a child lately? Don’t mention Xin Zhuo anymore, okay? How many years has it been? Liuli and Qiantian’s child is thirty-seven years old, Zhuo’er has long since left the sect, you mentioning him with your mouth open will kill you sooner or later.”
Liu Qingfeng was noncommittal, he didn’t know exactly how Xin Zhuo was now, if he met him some other day, would he still recognize him as his master!
Not far away Chen Changsheng, Nie Sheng Huan, Wu Yingyue, Bitter Duo, White Flower Fengyun, Helian Oat and even the Queen of the Great Zhou back then, Ji Zegun and so on, their faces were complicated, especially Ji Zegun, the Great Zhou was likewise her motherland, and Xin Zhuo was the same as Xin Zhuo, but no one had ever asked her how she felt.
She silently sat down on a stone on the side, looking to the side, where there is a born very beautiful girl, hands clasped legs, despondent look toward the direction of the Great Zhou imperial capital.
“What is Miss Jiang looking at?” Ji Zegun subconsciously asked.
Jiang Yuwei looked towards her, a hint of long hair hanging down from her single conch bun, and lightly smiled, “Back then, I followed Senior Brother Xin and spent some time in the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, and now that I think about it, I have some feelings.”
Ji Zegun felt deeply and was speechless.
Right at this moment, not far away, someone suddenly exclaimed, “The victory has been decided!”
Everyone looked high into the sky, and sure enough!
That Supreme Birdman screamed miserably and flew out backwards, his aura weakening.
And the two hosts of the Great Luo sneered as they approached.
That Supreme Birdman forced himself to stop his stance, pressed the wound on his chest, and said angrily, “It’s just because there are so many people!”
One of the Da Luo host elders said grimly: “If you have helpers, feel free to call them in!”
The Supreme Birdman subconsciously looked towards his side’s camp, his heart was bitter, a group of weaklings, how could they help themselves? Suddenly looked straight to the west again, his face turned very wonderful: “Oops! Coming!”
The two hosts were surprised and followed to look, and could not help but have their eye pupils shrink violently.
(End of chapter)