Chapter 711 The return method of Xin Zhuo Shenkeng
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The faces of Si Ying and the ten people were completely gloomy. With their heaven-shattering realm and power that can destroy the world, , 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 only had a loud thunder and a small amount of rain, and gained momentum, but in the end, his punch did not hit the statue of the evil god at all.
This completely wore away the last bit of patience of the ten people. They never thought that after they had been pretending to be dead for so long, their mentality was like that of a ten thousand-year-old tortoise. As soon as they woke up, they would be repeatedly raped by an ant-like boy. Control your mood!
Let him die without him taking action!
Yuanji Tianwei, the humble juniors should not be offended.
The rebellious man took action immediately, and a terrifying and weird black light came instantly, blocking Xin Zhuo and the teleportation halo, and seemed to surround and kill him.
With his power, not to mention Xin Zhuo, even the master of the Five Decline of Heaven and Man has nowhere to escape!
However, Xin Zhuo suddenly arched his body slightly, quickly formed seals with his hands, and his body turned dark and yellow. He muttered words quickly: "It comes like thunder and withdraws its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of heaven and earth. The teleporter follows his heart. Flying across the heavens, edict!”
"Buzz--"
The body blurred for an instant, ignoring the methods of the unruly man, and got into the halo.
"Evil Saint's teleportation technique?"
The ten people were all shocked, and then Si Ying and the girl took action at the same time, tapping into the halo with "a palm and a jade finger" .
Unfortunately, it’s a step too late.
Xin Zhuo disappeared, but the dense gears that transmitted the halo were shattered.
There is no more sound in the dead space.
For a long time, Si Ying looked at the unruly man angrily: "Chen Fang! Why does this boy from thousands of years later know the evil saint's teleportation technique?"
The girl also He said angrily: "The Evil Saint once followed the Qiyan Emperor's direct grandson Jiang Shang fought in the Jiutian Mountains and Seas, and cultivated the art of immortal teleportation for his own use. It cannot be cultivated except by the Holy Son of Dayan. Where did he, a mere kid from thousands of years ago, get it? "Chen Fang, what are your intentions?" br>
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Even though the unruly man is the leader of Yuanji and has a calm state of mind, at this moment, his mind is almost lost, and his face is confused, "How do I know? What does it have to do with me?"
Na Siying's chest was rising and falling: "I'm afraid Taichong, Zijin, Huangquan and some hidden places are about to come out. If we can't complete our mission, we will inevitably be punished. You can just use your remaining true energy to forcefully pass the level!"
" When he gets out at that time, this evil boy will be tortured and sent to the Qian Lei Tower to be struck by lightning and die, and his soul will be suppressed forever!"
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"Zhuo'er! You are unfilial, several times! Weizong You fight with passion and blood, even if you are dying without leaving a trace, but do you know that the inheritance of your master will be cut off, and your master will soon be in a life-and-death situation. You don’t know if you can succeed. Once you die, you, as a disciple, will not be around..."
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Xuantian Sword Sect, Xuantian Peak, behind Xuantian Hall, in the valley of the dozens of miles of mountain stairs leading to the inner hall of the sect, flowers are blooming, and the spiritual grass is green and beautiful.
Liu Qingfeng was dressed in plain clothes and stood at the place where Xin Zhuo disappeared that day, muttering to himself. There was a huge incense burner beside him, with curls of green smoke burning inside.
This is a memorial.
In the heart of Elder Liu, Xin Zhuo is an incomparable beloved disciple, the heir to the mantle, and the boy who has created countless miracles. No one can understand the love of the mantle.
Furthermore, although he is not good at words and is extremely cold and face-saving on weekdays, he is very emotional inside.
Now that all the disciples from other sects have returned, Xin Zhuo is the only one who has not moved. Needless to say, there is no life left.
At this moment when my love is so strong, I look up to the sky and sigh, and two lines of hot tears fall from the corners of my eyes.
Behind him, Master Chu Siniang, Elder Ma Feng, Elder Sang Tu, Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Bai Jiansan and Gongsun Li all looked sad.
Zhao Yizhu stood quietly aside, with no expression on his face.
Not far away, Jiang Yuwei, Li Sijuan and others had tears in their eyes, unable to speak for a long time.
"Why should Elder Liu be so pretentious? Whose disciple has not died?"
In the foggy sea on the opposite mountain cliff, Li Wuxie, the leader of the Lingyun Sect, Shen Wumen, the leader of the Haotian Sect, Xuanyuan Linghai, the leader of the Sea of Clouds and Mist, Master Xumi, the abbot of Leiyin Temple, Yun Hua, the leader of the Hehuan Holy Sect, and Baguio, the leader of the Zhuxian Sect, stood with their hands behind their backs, with indifferent expressions on their faces.
It has been a day since all the disciples returned. Some of the masters who traveled far away have left, but the eighteen sect masters and elders have not yet left. Most of the remaining disciples from home are seriously injured and cannot stand up. After a long journey, I need to rest; secondly, I have some thoughts, wondering if Da Luo has come from Xuantian Sword Sect?
It is rumored in the Middle Ages that the Xuantian Sword Sect’s predecessor was the “Xuantian Palace” of Daluo, and it belonged to the direct lineage. If you come from here, you can also meet the masters of the main sect thousands of years ago for the first time. Talk about the future in detail.
Yesterday, the details of Xin Zhuo’s killing of Xie Wujiang and Bai Zong have been clearly explained, but to be honest, the sect leaders still can’t let go.
In the eyes of these ancestors who have returned from suspended animation, except for the top disciples who are the successors of the sect masters and a few genius disciples, the other disciples are not important and will die as soon as they die.
Elders have never been able to explain such things as partiality.
Xin Zhuo originally had great kindness to the Eighteen Sects, but the kindness became too heavy and became a burden. Everyone was very repulsive. This time he killed his direct disciple again. Even if he died, everyone Still feeling complicated.
Therefore, it was difficult for Great Elder Liu Qingfeng’s somewhat childish memorial ceremony not to arouse the looks and ridicule of a group of sect leaders.
“The eldest disciples of each of your families kill each other selfishly and deserve to die!”
Liu Qingfeng showed no sign of weakness and said coldly: "My beloved disciple Xin Zhuo has saved the Eighteen Sects from danger several times. He has great achievements and hard work, and is extremely affectionate. How can the two be compared?"
After a pause, he then said: "Your disciples are not even worthy of carrying my beloved disciple's shoes!"
"Liu Qingfeng, you have really lived a long life in vain!"
Li Wuxie angrily rebuked: "The heart-breaking words are really biased!"
Zong Laoqiu, a master of Confucianism, also said angrily: "Elder Liu, is this really unreasonable? Are you speaking human words?"
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"Don't argue with me!"
Liu Qingfeng sneered and said: "As soon as I pass the test of life and death, I will spar with all the sect leaders!" "You can also spar with me now!"
Zhang Biyao stepped into the air with a cold expression, "This sect leader has lowered himself to the realm, using only the power of the spiritual platform. What do you think?"
"Isn't Liu afraid of you?"
Liu Qingfeng's feet were a little lower, and he was already in the air. The aura of entering the ruins of the spiritual platform was no less than that of the first stage of Hunyuanxu.
Just when the two were at war with each other, a strong Hunyuan power came from the distance, lying between them, like the waves of a long river, making people tremble.
"Junior brother, Meng Lang is here!" Daozhen's emotionless scolding came from the distance.
Liu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and dissipated his aura. Senior brother Daozhen always kept his word, but now that his master, Grand Supreme Elder Chu, is not here, he really can't disgrace him.
However, Zhang Biyao was unwilling and sneered and said: "Brother Daozhen, Elder Liu of your sect insulted my sect disciples. How to explain this matter?"
Li Wuxie, Zong Laoqiu and others also stepped forward: "Brother Taoist, please give me an explanation!"
Unable to vent his anger on Xin Zhuo, he could only discuss it with his master.
Daozhen came through the air, came closer in the blink of an eye, looked at Liu Qingfeng, and said in a dull voice: "Junior brother Liu, do you still need to give me some face to my senior brother and make amends to all the sect leaders?"
" A group of old guys are very boring, what's wrong with this kind of thing?"
Liu Qingfeng was breathing rapidly, veins popped up on his forehead, and a five-color sword was slowly unsheathed on his back.
Daozhen's face changed and he said angrily: "Junior brother Liu, how dare you?"
Everyone knows that Xuantian Sword Sect's two mountain-protecting spiritual treasures possess unpredictable powers, but they don't know that Liu Qing, who is standing at Sword Peak, The sword behind the wind is the number one spiritual treasure of our sect!
With this angry shout, the masters and disciples of various sects who had not yet left in the palaces from all directions flew into the air to watch.
The atmosphere was a bit solemn.
“咻——”
At this moment, a figure that shouldn't exist suddenly appeared out of thin air. As soon as it landed, it coughed violently, and its aura flickered on and off, as if the realm was unstable.
The sect leaders, Liu Qingfeng and everyone in all directions looked subconsciously. At this glance, their pupils shrank, and some people lost their voices and said: "Xin Zhuo?!"
Xin Zhuo's face It was a bit painful. I glanced around and didn't understand what was going on, but I still shouted loudly at the first time. Shouted: "Go away! Stay away, quickly!"
He came out of the teleportation array and didn't come back in the blink of an eye. I don't know if there was something wrong, or the teleportation magical power was too abnormal and he was running in the dark. For half an hour, Si Ying and the girl's palm skills and jade fingers also followed for half an hour.
Although he gradually became much weaker along the way, it is probably not difficult to hurt someone.
"Disciple, you..."
Liu Qingfeng was startled, and then he heard Xin Zhuo's words clearly. His trust in this disciple was unparalleled. He was happy and surprised at the same time, and immediately jumped straight to In the distance, "Let's go!"
Chu Siniang, Zhao Yizhu and others also followed suit and moved away.
On the other hand, Daozhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wuxie and Zong Laoqiu, a group of sect leaders, were surprised at first, and then looked Xin Zhuo up and down, naturally feeling nothing about his shouts.
Avoid? keep away? What do you mean?
The next moment, Zhang Biyao and others even yelled at the same time: "Xin Zhuo, let me ask you..."
"Ask a ghost, I have no time, help me!"
Xin Zhuo Really unable to withstand that palm or finger, he had no choice but to rush straight towards the sect leaders.
"Whoosh..."
At this moment, "one palm and one finger" seemed to tear through the air and suddenly came.
Even though he was extremely weak, the terrifying pressure still made everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect feel like they were falling into the abyss!
Daozhen, Zhang Biyao, Li Wuxie and more than 20 other sect leaders who were within the attack range immediately noticed it. Their hairs stood on end and their scalps exploded. They quickly abandoned the majesty of the sect leader and fled in a hurry.
Xin Zhuo followed and chased, saying anxiously: "Elders, don't run away, help!"
"Shu Zi! How dare you?"
"What is this?"
A group of sect leaders yelled angrily and ran wildly.
“You don’t care what they are, please help me!”
Xin Zhuo chased after him hard and made a sincere request.
“Asshole!”
“Back off!”
All the sect leaders were extremely frightened.
“Don’t go!”
“Be bold!”
“Just one moment!”
(End of this chapter)