Chapter 1122 – Jiang Yong and the others’ intentions

The ground was a blood-colored ten thousand year old blood accumulation stone, the palaces were all crimson in color, the disciples were cleanly dressed in red robes, and the air was filled with an ethereal blood qi, which was very helpful for cultivation, and this was the Blood Palace.

Ye Lian Tian frowned tightly, seemed to have a heavy heart, quickly stepped into the Grand Commander Hall.

Inside the hall Zhao Qing Carp and other dozens of people gathered, the main seat of the Great Commander in a light red robe, thirty years old appearance, four square face, danfeng eyes, both hands holding a lacquered black ghost head sword column ground, this sword he never leave his hand, at this moment there is no excessive expression on his face, as if the previous wrathful, roaring person is not him.

Song Chongyuan, the holy market seven into the virtual, dominate the chaotic inter mountain Tianyuan master list fourth nearly a hundred years, in addition to three repair spells of the demon, always ranked in the master in the leader, just nearly a year ago, the spirit cover monk arrived, narrowly beat him half a move, barely fell into a fifth, but even so, the emperor extreme three road below, no one can underestimate him.

Seeing Ye Liantian come in, he asked, “How was it?”

Ye Liantian arched his hand in salute, let out a long sigh, and said, “The antidote for the Blood King Ancestor and several Sacred Ruin seniors has not yet been dispensed by the sorcerer. The lives of Eldest Miss Song, Winning Eight, and Qian Xuan Ce are at stake, and there is an unknown outlaw poisonous true qi within their bodies that is constantly sapping their vitality!”

The group of people in the hall sniffed, their faces unsightly.

That Song Chongyuan asked, “How long can they live, Evening Star and Winning Eight?”

Ye Liantian hesitated for a moment and said, “They both came from famous families, their divine bodies and bloodlines are too powerful than the average person, but …… they only have more than a year to live!”

Song Chongyuan’s index finger tapped on the armrest for a while before he said, “What kind of strange means did Xin Zhuo use? Why is it so insidious?”

He had checked Song Evening Star’s several people and couldn’t tell what it was, but he could feel it, this true qi was vast and vast and mysterious, a trace of it was fine, if too much of it entered the body, it would be difficult for a True Immortal to solve it even if he came!

This kind of thing should not have appeared in a Saint King’s early realm kid!

Ye Lian Tian let out a bitter smile, “Not sure, but in my old home side has come word, Xin Zhuo this special true qi, use it or not all depends on his mood, once used, the injured person basically no help!”

“You and the others didn’t fight with him in the Western Bull Domain?” Song Chongyuan asked.

Ye Liantian and Zhao Qing Carp several people looked at each other and shook their heads, “At that time, he was still a great saint cultivation, with the blessing of the Buddha Sect and the Yao Clan of the Three Dao Mountains, we were unable to bully him with a high realm, later on, in the ruins of the Divine Kingdom, we did fight with him, but we used the technique of the Different God’s Underworld Truth!”

Song Chongyuan was silent, and after a moment said, “This son insulted my Blood Palace, and almost killed Miss Song, this revenge can’t not be avenged, it’s just that this son has always been cowering in the Snow Palace these past few months, do you have any way to lure him out ……”

Zhao Qing Carp wanted to speak but stopped.

Ye Liantian seriously said, “The Great Commander still does not know that Xin Zhuo’s terrible, this person within a few years from the Great Sage Beginning realm entry Saint King, crack many taboos, wisdom and resourcefulness is unparalleled, if he doesn’t want to come out, we just want to break our heads but also can’t make him give in, if he comes out on his own, he will definitely have the bottom of the barrel that is undefeatable and undeathable.”

Song Chongyuan smiled blandly, “Overstating it, let him be as cunning as a fox, he is always a Holy King Beginning Realm brat.”

“Chancellor!”

At this time, a person outside suddenly entered in a hurry, arching his hand and saluting, “The Snow Palace has undergone a major change, the Snow Palace Chancellor Jun Ling Xiao and several Saint King Middle Realm experts were set up to be surrounded and killed by that Xin Zhuo, pulling out his heart and digging out his lungs in a tragic manner.

At this moment, no one in Snow Palace does not fear Xin Zhuo three times!”

Song Chongyuan’s face finally underwent some changes, filled with doubt, disbelief, and bewilderment, he was an old friend of Jun Lingxiao, this man’s tactics and dominance were known to him, how could he be surrounded and killed by that Xin Zhuo kid?

When did the Saint King Beginner realm have the ability to kill a Saint Ruin expert?

Aren’t the Snow Palace disciples under Jun Ling Xiao’s control?

Ye Liantian and Zhao Qing Carp’s group of people were instantly creeped out, how did Xin Zhuo do it?
Luckily for the person who reported, he immediately added, “Xin Zhuo seems to be healing a few people from Queen Snow!”

Song Chongyuan looked at Ye Liantian and said in shock, “Xin Zhuo is a martial arts doctor?”

Ye Liantian thought for a moment and said, “He seems to have practiced under the Medical Emperor’s discipline in the Eastern China Ming Domain.”

“He can cure the Snow King?”

“It’s hard to say, but I don’t think he’s stronger than my Blood Palace’s eight hundred years of witch doctor’s methods!”

“Well ……”

Song Chongyuan put his heart down and pondered for a moment before suddenly asking, “It is rumored that Zhu Yao and Chen Jingjing of the Martial God Valley; Feiyue, Yuan Miaoyin, Jiang Yong, Jiang Baifei, Zhao Qianyuan, and Win Quren’s of the Sea of Slaying Gods are all running to Xin Zhuo?”

Ye Liantian’s expression was tight-lipped, “Yes!”

“A mere Saint King Beginner’s Realm and the entire Chaotic Interstellar Mountain is an enemy, that’s interesting!” Song Chongyuan waved his hand, “Go inform the Martial God Valley and the Sea of Slaying Gods that while the Snow Palace Jun Ling Xiao is dead, we can join forces to suppress the Snow Palace!”

“Here!” ……

The Sea of Killing Gods, was really a sea in the Chaotic Interstellar Mountain, only this sea was only one foot deep, which was covered with stalagmites, white jade, and source stones, and the environment was very complicated.

Eight hundred simple palaces and six thousand six hundred thatched huts were built on these stalagmites, and the mist was as if it was the residence of the immortals.

Four figures are sitting in the corner of the “stone sea” in a deep water lake fishing, they are obviously the God Killing Sea disciples, but never go out on a mission, but every time a God Killing Sea disciple passes by in the vicinity, they all stop and salute to show respect.

It is the “Kill God Sea” of the great commander is also so.

Jiang Baifei long physique, white face without beard, say he is twenty-five-six years old, more than thirty, more than forty can be, a pair of small eyes are always half-open, half-closed, occasionally widen a little, that is, to make a move, over the past few months, he was defeated by a single move of the Sea of the Killing God disciples, no less than hundreds.

Although he didn’t show any semblance of arrogance, he seemed to exude a pride that ignored anyone from his bones.

East China Ming Domain Three Dao Mountain Jiang’s positive and negative are all fourth generation disciples, Jiang Wen saw, but also have to shout nineteen uncle.

At this moment, slowly and methodically said, “In the beginning, then said directly to the Snow Palace, to what the Sea of Killing Gods, the name of this force sounds a little underhanded, really boring tight!”

Zhao’s Zhao Qianyuan, Zhao Tong’er cousin uncle, countdown is also the fourth generation, slightly shook his head: “The name is just a code name, kill the God Sea is always better than the turtle shell, not to mention that a place has a place of rules, here the Emperor’s extreme three Road masters, the provisions of the same family can not kill, we all go to the side of the Xin Zhuo, fearful, a bad by a group of saint realm three road surrounded, only is really uninteresting!
This chaotic interstellar mountain seven forces are hostile to each other, we went elsewhere, the hands are also convenient, is to kill, is captured alive, any who can not say something.”

Jiang Baifei threw his fishing rod and said, “That’s right, but the fact is, we all got into the laborious Tian Yuan list, that Xin Zhuo as long as he’s not a fool, he’ll find out that we’ve arrived! The result was as expected, hiding in the Snow Palace and not coming out. We can not fight into the snow palace? This Chaotic Interstellar Mountain’s people aren’t exactly weak!”

The Win Clan’s Win Qu Ren, Win Siren’s full elder brother, said, “It is indeed difficult to do so nowadays, if we can bring about the unity of the seven families and join hands to exterminate the Snow Palace, it would be interesting, and across the board, all the experts of the three Imperial Extreme Paths have been injured.”

After saying that, the three people together look at the forefront of a rickety old man, unanimously said, “Old ginger you and Xin Zhuo most familiar, you are squeak!”

“Zee.”

Jiang Yong turned his back to the three people, holding the fishing rod, not at all like a Sacred Ruin expert, but rather like a fishmonger selling fish in the countryside, and this “squeak” was very serious.

Jiang Baifei’s three faces were drawn long.

Win Qu Man: “Old Jiang, this joke is not funny at all!”

Jiang Yong turned back, an old face like a frosted eggplant, “I have no idea, I advise you all to think of an idea as soon as possible, it will be too late!”

Zhao Qianyuan frowned, “What do you mean?”

Jiang Yong slowly and methodically pulled up the fishing rod, threw up a small fry, said, “To be honest, the old man can’t understand Xin Zhuo, how many times it was obviously a dead game, but he played alive; many times it was obviously a live game, but he had to play dead!”

Jiang Baifei frowned, “Seventh Brother, why do I feel that you are saying this like a fortune teller, what are you trying to say? Is he a dead game or a live game this time?”

Jiang Yong said word for word, “Deadly situation! There are at least seven or eight Sacred Ruin experts in this Chaotic Interstellar Mountain who want to put him to death! Outside, the Red Emperor and a Royal Extreme Ancestor from the Central Domain are healing their wounds, and within ten years when they are a little better, they will kill their way into the Chaotic Interstellar Mountain!

Ten years may be half a lifetime for ordinary people, but for martial artists, especially in the Saint King realm, it’s as long as a day, so even if we can’t kill or capture him alive, he only has a maximum of ten years.

That head of Yu Qing’s, he’s flexible, he would have thought of it, but he didn’t leave, if he didn’t leave, he naturally has an idea, once he has an idea, he might be able to kill us back, it’s something he does a lot!”

Jiang Baifei sneered: “What does he take to kill us? Maybe, he just has no place to go?”

Jiang Yong said, “I don’t think so!”

Zhao Qianyuan stared wide-eyed, “What makes you think otherwise? Can he go against the heavens? How many times can he use that disposable technique? Did God give it to him? It was conjured out of thin air?”

Jiang Yong said, “I can think whatever I like!”

“Forget it, let’s disperse!”

The four of them got up together, threw away their fishing rods, and went their separate ways.

Before they could walk far, a golden armored figure ghostly arrived in front of them, the sword intent around their body was dazzling, it was the Eight Desolate Mountains Feiyue, smiling, “Four of you go slowly, Xin Zhuo set up a situation in the Snow Palace to kill the Snow Palace’s Grand Commander Jun Lingxiao, the Martial Arts God Valley and the Blood Palace invited us to rout the Snow Palace and capture and kill Xin Zhuo, do you have any interest in that?”

The three of them, Jiang Baifei, jerked their heads back, a hint of a smile appearing on their faces.

Jiang Yong stroked his beard and let out a light sigh. (End of chapter)



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