Chapter 943 – Extreme Pulling, I Prejudged Your Prejudice’s Prejudice

Chapter 943 – Extreme Pull, I Prejudged the Prejudice of Your Prejudice
“Buzz–“

The nine-colored true qi, the three great supreme yangs filled the valley and the dense forest, and then there was a violent swing, and there was a vague, chaotic mountain pattern of phantom births and deaths, and thousands of ancient trees in the sky collapsed.

Not far away, Mo Xianyi and Nie Yinniang were lifted out, that Mo Xianyi’s strength of a Yuan Extreme Eight Forests coalesced to the extreme, her long hair fluttered as she struggled to resist, but she still couldn’t block a single point.

Outside of the Taiji real person, empty cloud master dozens of people also violently stood up, a moment to lift.

“Breaking the realm?”

“Paramount Saints breaking the realm?”

The group of people were horrified, then glanced at each other, they suddenly knew who the “Young Demon” was.

Xin Zhuo!

None of the people present were mediocre, they had a wide range of knowledge, and who in the Northern Border did not know about Xin Zhuo’s rumors?
Apart from the legends of true martial artists, only Xin Zhuo had a nine-colored true qi, and only his heart method was the weird Three Greatest Yangs!

The heart suddenly realized, no wonder ……

It was Xin Zhuo, not to mention exterminating ten clans, even exterminating a hundred clans would not be strange, after all, he had the precedent of exterminating two super clans, killing four quasi saints, and defeating with one halberd the Chu Clan, who was one step short of becoming a saint, and the experts of the gods’ families on the mountain.

For a while the crowd was apprehensive and terrified that it was actually this person!
A few moments later, the aura of the surrounding broken realm only disappeared, Xin Zhuo ghostly appeared, his breath was a cut stronger than before.

There was only one gate left unbroken within the sea of dan!
And there was still a surplus of qi!

Only one Yellow Springs Sect was missing.

“Senior Xin!”

The attitude of the group of people changed to one of respect, completely lacking any semblance of perfunctory, heartfelt conviction.

Xin Zhuo lightly laughed and looked into the distant night sky, saying, “Prepare!”

……

“I’m afraid it’s just ahead!”

High in the sky, the dusty and bearded Xiao Jingyi and Han Data flew at breakneck speeds, their faces filled with fear and anger.

Perhaps at first, they had come to retrieve the honor of killing the “young man” who had pursued and killed the disciples of their own sect, but what they had seen and heard during this year of following behind and drinking in the wind had made their hearts tighten.

At least six or seven super sects have been destroyed, that “young man” in the end what do you want?
Right in front of us is that valley, Xiao Jingyi and Han Zhi raised a few points of caution, slowly approaching, after crossing a dense forest, can not help but be stunned.

Only to see in front of the yin gas rushing sky, fifty or sixty with a hat can not see the face of the people, hands holding the extremely Yin things, standing in the sky, cold look.

“Holy, holy son, how is it?” Han Zhi stammered and asked.

Xiao Jingyi roughly scanned a glance, his heart was relieved, the highest person is only the upper saint son level expert, can be a battle, laughed loudly and said: “Kill it!”

When the first rolled up the Yuanji eight forest momentum, a giant coffin whistling to the sky, shot down three thousand ghosts, shining to all the “bucket hat people”: “Yellow Springs Holy Sect holy son Xiao Jingyi, today kill you and so on! After death and mention ……”

“My name” two words have not finished, raw stuck in the throat, because above his giant coffin suddenly “malfunctioned”, not only malfunctioned, the coffin board is also sitting on a person.

“Young man” appearance, a smile, this smile is not only familiar, but also make him lose all the resistance heart, the first time to turn back to scold angrily: “you bastard, how you messed with …… “

Still not finished, the person on the coffin point down a finger, nine colors of true qi whistling, he only felt numbness, heavy fall to the ground.

On the side of Han Data’s blood is cold, almost desperately fleeing to the distance.

I don’t know if it was a good fortune, or those people didn’t pay attention to themselves, but no one came to chase.

But he realized that something big had happened!
That “young man” is not only the five failures of the celestial beings, even the holy son was defeated and captured by one finger!
He went back to get help, what should he say?
He gritted his teeth.

The other side of the quasi-saint expert, and has a clan power, disciples cultivate the extreme Yin way, well, the two old ancestors, I think will certainly come in person!

……

In the valley, Xiao Jingyi had been bundled up and looked towards the group of Mo Xianyi and Empty Cloud Master who had removed their bucket hats, and surprisingly, they all knew each other.

A group of people do not dare to meet his eyes, after all, it is the saint son of the super sect Yellow Springs Sect, this matter …… is really a big mess!
This Saint Son, I’m afraid that he would fight to the death to defend the face of the Super Sect, right?

Sang Buqing lightly coughed, bitterly smiled and persuaded: “Xiao Saint Son, this matter ……”

However, he saw that Xiao Sacred Son look at Xin Zhuo and said in a serious, matter-of-fact manner, “Great King, what is this for? It’s not the first time I’ve been captured by you, you won’t run without tying me up, don’t be like this.”

“Great King” is the title of Daqian Holy Dynasty’s Difu Dajun, he thought it was more appropriate to address him this way, his tone was even more “gentle” than his face.

“?”

The faces of the group of experts were dumbfounded.

“Well said!”

Xin Zhuo untied Xiao Jingyi’s rope and sat side by side with him, asking as if he were an old friend, “Do you think that Han Data will go and notify the Yellow Springs Sect, and will the Yellow Springs Sect come in full force?”

Xiao Jingyi thought carefully, he couldn’t understand Xin Zhuo’s meaning, but still honestly smiled bitterly and replied back: “I think they will all come, after all, the only ones who can easily defeat me are the Paramount Saints, and many of you, you are also pretending to be a ghost cultivator, the cultivation of my Yellow Springs Sacred Sect is to devour the yin qi, especially nowadays when it is rumored that the calamity of the ten thousand clans is coming, who is not scavenging for all the resources? ”

Xin Zhuo nodded his head in satisfaction: “Do you know what your clan’s heritage is? I mean …… what can destroy your inheritance?”

“Of course it is the psychic companion coffins, these coffins are passed down from one generation to the next, each generation of forefathers will add spell formations to the coffins, and pass them down to the new disciples after they are seated and dead!”

It was only after Xiao Jing finished that he was suddenly startled: “What does the Great King mean?”

Xin Zhuo said slowly and methodically: “Of course it is to exterminate your family’s inheritance!”

Xiao Jingyi’s face turned from white to red, from red to green, and finally turned into a pig’s liver color, leaning up to the sky and letting out a sigh as tears rolled down his face: “I knew there would be this day ……”

……

On the last day of the twenty-fourth solar term Valley Rain, there was rain, pattering, drenching the entire valley in a greenish color. Outside the valley, over the dense forest, three thousand coffins suddenly appeared, colorful, flooded with a rich Yin Qi, and swept the rain away on their own.

The nine dragons and nine phoenixes coffins at the highest place were ancient and hideous in shape, carved with mysterious patterns, and there was a hidden blood aura drifting out, which made people feel horrible and palpitating.

At this moment, in the nine dragon coffins, a gentle voice suddenly came out: “Having the ability to exterminate the ten great clans, defeating Jingyi with a single finger, and no saint’s seven-colored haze vision, I’m afraid that it’s a quasi-saint, there are quite a few quasi-saints in this northern border, but I don’t know which one?”

In the Nine Phoenix Coffin, the woman’s clear and cold voice said, “To do these many evil deeds, it shouldn’t be the people of the Withered Sword Cave Heaven, the Northern Underworld Mansion and the Chu Clan, and even less so the people of the Trapped Sky Sea, the experts in the Thirty Thousand Divine Islands are extremely likely! But there are very few ghost cultivators on the 30,000 God Island!”

“Since that’s the case, we can wait for our turn and don’t have to venture forward. These people knew that we had arrived but didn’t flee, so I think they have a bit of stamina, so they must have waited for us to strike first again!”

“Since we’ve predicted it, let’s wait and let them make the first move before shocking them with the Yellow Springs Coffin Formation!”

“It can be done!”

……

“Does the Great King make his move?”

Inside the valley, the three difficulties of the Demon Sect looked at Xin Zhuo.

A group of experts except Xiao Jingyi also looked at Xin Zhuo in unison.

Xin Zhuo squinted through a patch of thorn bushes to look out and laughed, “Don’t panic, they think we will take the lead, there is no need, wait!”

Only if the Yellow Springs Sect made the first move, could they be annihilated in one fell swoop. Going out by themselves first, even if they were active, they would still be passive.

……

One hour later.

Outside the valley.

“They think we thought they would make a move and guessed what we were thinking, so it’s a big no-brainer, it’s better to wait for them to make the first move.”

The gentle voice within the Nine Dragon Coffin was filled with candor and wisdom.

……

Another hour later.

“They thought we guessed their idea of us making the first move, so they were waiting for us to make the first move.”

Within the valley, Yan Repulsor Clan’s eyes were filled with the light of wisdom.

Xin Zhuo rubbed his brows.

……

The third hour.

“They guessed that we wanted them to make the first move, so they don’t want to do it, or are they waiting for us to make the first move?”

The cool woman’s voice in the Nine Phoenix Coffin couldn’t help but say.

……

The fourth hour.

The light rain turned into heavy rain.

“They guessed that we wanted them to make the first move, so they didn’t want to do it, thinking that we wouldn’t be able to resist doing it, and they thought that we thought that they ……”

Yan Repudiation Zong said here, a bit unable to round the corner, looking blankly at the surrounding experts.

Mo Xianyi, the Taiji Realist, Sang Buqing, and others were all bewildered. So, who will make the first move?

……

“Damn it, they must not have guessed that the Northern Border Chu Clan, the Northern Underworld Mansion and the Withered Sword Cavern were not listening, and that I was the only one in charge of the Trapping Sea from Sacred Prosperity Abyss onwards who would come out to meddle in the affairs of the world!”

Ten thousand feet in the air, two figures stood faintly.

An old man, with white hair, was silent.

The one who spoke was a young yellow-browed man with a torch-like gaze and high temples.

Both of them were far beyond quasi-saint cultivation, but they did not have the appearance of true saints that crowned heaven and earth and made all things worship them!
False Saint!

That old man blandly said: “The law on the mountain, the holy Lin Yuan from the time for me to be in charge of the Trapped Sea, naturally want to maintain the peace and quiet of this northern border pending the arrival of the world’s quasi saints, the three families of the Withered Sword Cave Heaven where willing to meddle in the affairs of the people?”

The yellow-browed youth looked downward and said: “Who will make the first move?”

The old man with a look of a fool: “You guess the following two sides at this moment know exactly who will make the first move?”

The yellow-browed youth gulped down his saliva and said, “Sensei, this kid who exterminated the ten great clans can’t stay!”

“Are you sure? Do you know who he is?”

“Who?”

“A disciple of the Medical Emperor!”

“The Healer Emperor is on the mountain.”

“Okay!”

(End of chapter)



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