Chapter 1069 – The Fifth Prince’s Woeful Condition, The Old Man of the Donghua Ming Domain
Chapter 1069 – The Fifth Prince’s Lousy Condition, The Old Man from the East China Ming Domain
“That Spirit Shadow Venerable is extremely strong, known as the third of the three paths of the Holy Realm of the Western Bull Sacred Domain, the first of the Buddhist Sect, but shyly insisted on being a master brother with Xian Di Xin, the meaning is self-evident, Xian Di got Ru Lai Hui Roots in that first Buddhist Sect, which is equivalent to the legendary Buddha Ru Lai’s registered disciple, and he was a master brother to Xian Di, and climbed up to the name of the Ru Lai’s disciple, with Xian Di’s words called the bumper sticker, I see it for real.”
“Frying fritters, look at the clear stupidity in your eyes, you are really really careful, not much interest, with a small man’s heart to measure the gentleman’s belly.”
“I’ll kill you an old boy believe it or not?”
The snow has been falling for seventeen days, the Western Bull Sanctuary winter snow extraordinarily much, the legend is that this domain is the closest to the mysterious Nine Heavenly Mountains and Seas Immortal Realm, the sky was hit by the Immortal-Buddhist Battle back then.
At this moment, the barren mountains, rivers and ancient paths are all thickly made up, and the heavy snow presses the branches of the trees to bend their backs.
On the ancient road, a seven one-horned flying winged tiger pulling a huge car driving, surrounded by four or five riding people, speed running, in the blink of an eye is dozens of miles.
In the car, Hidden Dragon and Inverse Cangtian were blowing their beards and glaring at each other, no one was convinced, it was hard to imagine that these were two emperors.
Xin Zhuo was too lazy to comment on this matter, the matter of Zhi Zhu Bodhisattva, he is now confused, lifting the curtain to look at the back of the Yuan Mu Yi and Lin Jiu and other young ladies and gentlemen.
A group of people immediately nodded respectfully, in fact, they had also arrived in the Little Sumeru Temple before, they were just obliterated amongst the tens of thousands of martial artists, Xin Zhuo couldn’t discover them, but they could see them clearly, not only was this senior a close friend of His Majesty of the Dragon Sacred Empire, and the Great Elder of the Reliance Sect, but he had also broken the First Buddhist Sect in the Little Sumeru Temple, ascended to the top of the Tower of Buddha’s Light, and defeated the terrifying and renowned Great Man of the Eight, the Poor Fish, in a single move.
What kind of mighty senior was this, and for them to be able to befriend him, they had climbed a high branch.
Xin Zhuo beckoned.
Yuan Mu Yi’s eyes brightened slightly, jumped forward on the demon horse and respectfully said, “Senior!”
Xin Zhuo laughed, “Did your family clan elders reply?”
This Yuan Muyi although from the vassal family, but also is the true martial arts clan branch altar disciple, true martial arts clan big altar is located in the center of the clan, branch altar is like a vassal small clan, located in the surrounding, Yuan Muyi is a small clan disciple.
Xin Zhuo, who has destroyed countless clans over the years, is very clear about the weight of the district’s small clan true disciples, too small, and the three of them hang under the door of the True Martial Sect’s branch altar with her verbal commitment, which is more or less unreliable.
Yuan Mu Yi immediately replied: ”Replied, the branch altar great elder is very happy. Seniors do not know, my true martial arts sub altar, although also belongs to the true martial arts sect, but is not a core disciple, this kind of sub altar there are as many as eight, has always preferred to compare.
Our sub altar is the eighth sub altar, weak, has always been at a disadvantage, if there are three seniors to join, no matter what, it’s always our eighth sub altar, once we win, we can reverse the disadvantage, and have a place in the grand altar as well!”
Reverse Cang Tian and Hidden Dragon gave up their confrontation and turned back to ask, “Did your family’s Grand Elder say that he would test us?”
“Elder don’t worry!”
Yuan Mu Yi glanced at Xin Zhuo and laughed, “Senior Xin’s reputation, in just a dozen days, has already spread to the four directions, and his fame has shaken the heavens, our family elders are too happy to be happy, there is absolutely no need for an examination!”
The three Xin Zhuo looked at each other and nodded.
The caravan continued to move forward, hundreds of miles later, it arrived at a one line canyon, only to see steep cliffs on both sides, jagged rocks, and a strong powerful pine growing on the mountain boulders, twisting and bending.
Hidden Dragon said with no small amount of emotion, “If it wasn’t for the fact that the opening of the True Martial Great Altar’s Supreme Divine Kingdom was imminent, and those who were chasing and killing Elder Brother Xin or that Feiqi Young Master of the Eight Deserted Mountains wanted to seek revenge, and set up an ambush here, I’m afraid that would have been enough for us to drink from a kettle!”
The words just fell, the two biks suddenly trembled violently, fist-sized rubble rustling down, hidden harsh true qi from the top of a line of sky shot down.
The carriage immediately stopped, the seven tigers pulling the carriage crawled on the ground in fear, Yuan Mu Yi and the others’ mounts also hissed in horror and spun in place.
Reverse Cangtian couldn’t help but curse, “You crow’s mouth! Bad luck!”
Hidden Dragon was also confused, “No way? It doesn’t make sense, does it?”
The two of them looked at Xin Zhuo and realized that Xin Zhuo was sitting peacefully without any expression fluctuation, so they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
“Swoosh ……”
Right at this moment, two bloody figures, a man and a woman, crashed heavily to the ground, struggling to get up, but were never able to do so.
Then, more than a dozen figures “whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh” save shot down, horrible origin power and saint saint pattern, diffuse the four directions, will the whole piece of one line of sky suppression dead, including Xin Zhuo and other people’s carriage, as if a thought, all people are dead.
Those dozen or so people with clear black brocade clothes, with identical cold sounding flying iron forged Martial Extremity Sacred Soldiers, with overpowering and murderous aura, slowly forced their way towards the two bloody figures.
“Everyone, this matter …… is not guilty!”
The woman in the two “bloody figures” stood up with great difficulty, wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, and a hint of despair and uncertainty appeared on her originally beautiful face.
A group of people in brocade silence, quickly gathered, make the potential to kill.
Yuan Mu Yi suddenly scurried to the front of the carriage, rushed to Xin Zhuo lowered his voice: “Two bloody people do not know who, these black-clothed people are my true martial arts sect third branch altar disciples, the third branch altar for the strongest of the eight branch altar, always overbearing wrists, bloodshed regicide, these two people are dead, seniors look …… “
Xin Zhuo was silent, as if he was not concerned.
“Death!”
The dozen or so black-clothed men, without hesitation, laid their hands on the two blood-clothed men, horrifying, berserk killing intent that shot up into the sky, even the seven tigers pulling the cart couldn’t withstand it and wailed in pain.
The two blood-clothed men’s faces were covered with despair. Who expected the carriage, has been indifferent Xin Zhuo, suddenly snapped his fingers, a formless and colorless true qi, like a flood beast, cracking mountains and stones, a flash and go.
“Boom ……”
Those dozen or so experts of at least the Quasi-Saint realm, whose killing intent was in the thick of it, all of a sudden became a lone wooden boat in the ocean, crashing into the surroundings with a bang, falling to pieces.
“Cackling ……” The vast true qi splashed in all directions, and the mountain biscuits unexpectedly cracked open as well.
The two blood-clothed men waiting to die were stunned.
Inside the carriage Hidden Dragon and Reverse Cangtian looked at Xin Zhuo in surprise, they knew that this old brother was not nosy.
“Elder!” Yuan Mu Yi was also taken aback.
Xin Zhuo blandly said, “Scared my cart pulling tiger!”
“Who is it?”
The dozen or so black brocade-clothed experts, with great difficulty, leapt up and looked straight at the carriage, a trace of extreme scorn appeared on their faces, they were well aware of the horrific nature of the wisp of true qi just now, the leader took a deep breath, “The third branch of the True Martial Sect is on business, please stay away from Your Excellency!”
Xin Zhuo said, “As I said, you guys scared my carriage!”
The faces of the group of black-clothed men were gloomy.
“Woo–“
At this moment, in the sky above the first line of heaven, a pleasant flute sound came from the sky, followed by a glazed brilliance reflecting the entire first line of heaven, a huge Vermilion Bird bird unfolded its colorful flaming wings and slowly fell down, on which sat a white brocade-clothed male, with a face like a crown of jades, and a mellow aura, with his every move being very elaborate.
The Vermilion Bird Karma Flame, Great Sage Primordial Realm aura, domineering and overpowering, could not help but make everyone feel humble.
Yuan Mu Yi’s eye pupils contracted, seemingly very fearful, “Elder Xin, it’s the Fifth White Jade Soup, the Fifth Duke of the Third Branch Altar, a Great Sage Elder, with a tyrannical temperament!”
Xin Zhuo ignored it.
“Senior White Uncle, there is someone in the car obstructing, non-disciple and others are not doing a good job!”
The dozen or so black-clothed men immediately leapt into mid-air in a single bound, bowing and saluting.
The person on the Vermillion Bird bird collected his flute, looked down from above and smiled faintly, “Oh, Great Saint realm? No matter who Your Excellency is, you’re dead, I, White Jade Soup, said, heh ……”
Before he finished laughing, a line of sky suddenly darkened a few points, a killing intent that was terrifying to the extreme, enveloped everyone’s heart.
In the sky above the Vermilion Bird, a sea of blood appeared, and a monstrous halberd appeared in the “sea” as if it appeared in hell, and a halberd smashed down.
“Boom–“
The entire First Line of Heaven completely collapsed.
A miserable scream resounded through the sky.
The fifth male of that Vermillion Bird’s clothes and hair were in disarray, holding the Vermillion Bird and rolling a dozen or so black-robed men, fleeing in fear, shouting in terror, “Man, misunderstanding!”
Disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A cluster of blood rain and a dozen bird feathers drifted down from the sky.
And the halberd flashed and flew into the carriage.
Yuan Muyi and Lin Su’s group could barely catch their breath, and no one knew when Elder Xin had moved.
And the two black-robed men in front of them were also sitting on the ground in a haze of uncertainty.
“Who is senior?”
One of the women asked with difficulty while looking around.
“Rumble ……”
Only the cliffs continued to crumble, and it looked like they were about to bury the carriage and the crowd.
Xin Zhuo stepped down from the car, gently waved his hand, the collapsing cliff instantly solidified, and walked step by step towards the two “blood people”.
The two “bloody men” looked at him blankly, and then let out a bitter smile: “It’s you!”
(End of chapter)