"Junior, come out and die!"
A shout from above the Hanging Valley resounded in all directions, like the rolling power of heaven, which cannot be blasphemed or disobeyed.
Beside the hanging hall, I saw the three ancestors Gui Qingqing, Gui Jixuan, and Si Kongtan. They were surrounded by a man wearing a green robe, with a tall and straight figure, a golden crown on his head, and angular features. Distinct youth.
This young man seemed to have stepped out of an ancient and mysterious world. His clothes, words and deeds were completely different from those of warriors in the world. His expression was indescribably domineering, heroic and aloof. His eyes were like lightning as he stared straight down at the cliff below.
This person is Gui Qingyi, a second-generation master of the Gui family. She studied under a mysterious ancestor who was the strongest quasi-emperor. He was born in both the era of the Yaochi Emperor and the era of the Last Emperor. Excluding the years of suspended animation, He is more than nine thousand years old, which means that this person has practiced cultivation for at least nine thousand years.
This time, he was in charge of the Central Realm for the Xianfan Battle, but he realized something was wrong just after he arrived. After asking a little, he found out about Xin Zhuo.
This is something that the Gui family cannot accept, and it is also something that Gui Qingyi cannot accept. How could this junior be so bold?
Not to mention that this middle realm is the realm of nothingness. How many people dare not give the Gui family some noodles?
"If I want to kill you, it would be like leaning down to watch ants. There is no way for you to survive in this heaven and on earth!"
His voice was a bit cold, and even a little bit cold. Contempt.
Below, all the Xuankong Valley disciples, elders, and masters above Shen Zheng hurried out of the palace, looked up, and immediately saluted respectfully, calling them "ancestors."
"Master, senior sister, what should I do?"
Qingluan was crowded in the crowd, feeling the overwhelming and terrifying pressure from the sky and the earth, as if heaven and man were coming to earth, and looked into the distance. Feng Yuanxiu, Leng Jiuer, Sheng Sizi, Tantai Lingqi and others had secretive expressions on their faces. Then they looked at the frightened second senior brother Lu Youhui and the frowning master Wuyunzi, and their hearts sank to the bottom.
This ancestor of the Gui family is too scary, and he wants to kill the fourth senior brother.
Luo Wu's face turned pale, and she didn't know how to answer. She was just a bottleneck in the sea of suffering. She couldn't even understand the pressure of the ancestor in the sky, and her chest was rising and falling.
Gui Wuji, frowning at the side, said, "Listen to me. When Xin Zhuo dies, you must not admit your relationship with him. Otherwise, even if I can save you, I won't be able to save Wu Yunzi and them!"
Luo Wu closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling even more.
......
"It's a step too late. This person should be the master of the Great Yuan Master of the Gui clan, who happened to be here!"
To the southwest of Hanging Valley, a cloud of mist appeared In the middle, Deng Taixuan and Ye Chen were sitting side by side, the latter frowning.
Deng Taixuan's eyes flickered, searching the entire Hanging Valley, and finally locked on the bottom of the cliff. He looked stunned. He felt a familiar breath, but this breath was very strange. He blurted out a sentence:
"He What kind of cultivation is it now?"
"Xin Zhuo?"
Ye Chen thought for a while and said: "More than a hundred. Years ago, this child broke through the second stage of Wuji Dao training in Taixu Realm and entered the category of Xiao Yuanzhu. It has only been more than a hundred years now. I am afraid it is still the same. However, this child is very weird. It is also possible that he can enter the third level of Wuji Dao training. , but... this possibility shouldn't be big. In worldly practice, one must be reasonable!"
Deng Taixuan looked strange, glanced at the southwest, and fell into deep thought.
...
Southwest of Hanging Valley, in a cloud layer high in the sky.
Er Zhu Kuiyuan took Er Zhu Hongyi, three juniors and Qin Wuji, sitting cross-legged on the throne with a big horse and a golden sword, with a look of disdain on his fat face: "This Gui family Those old turtles are really boring. I had heard of them back then, but I had never seen them. Now, a dignified Yuanzhu, inviting five to six, is too cheap!"
Qin Wuji said with a smile: "Er Zhu! "What do you think, brother?"
Er Zhu Kuiyuan said slowly: "No, this person killed Xin Zhuo without any effort, but it saved me some effort, Hongyi?"
Erzhu Hongyi handed over his hands: "Ancestor!"
Erzhu Kuiyuan said: "When Naxinzhuo dies, go and beg for a head and send it home to pay homage to your uncles and cousins. "
Er Zhu Hongyi hesitated, looking miserable.
“Huh?” Er Zhu Kuiyuan snorted coldly.
Er Zhu Hongyi responded: "Here!"
...
"Huh?"
Over the Xuankong Valley, the ancestor in Qingyi waited for several breaths, but still no Xin Zhuo appeared, and the aura of the Sixth Stage of Wuji Dao Training soared into the sky. As he rose, the rich blood energy surged into the sky, and the great wizard's appearance was as black as ink. It stirred up the sea of clouds, and the pressure reached the extreme.
Stretch out your hand, and a finger, like a shape and a shadow, crushes towards the cliff.
Before it falls, the space is cracked along the way, the wind is howling, and sand and rocks are flying.
The powerful pressure made countless Xuankong Valley disciples panic and quickly retreat.
"Boom——" The cliff collapsed and rocks exploded, forming a desolate land where no true energy would survive for a hundred years.
At this moment, a figure walked out of the smoky air below the wasteland, dressed in white, with a tall figure and long hair disheveled. He put his hands on his back and looked at Gui thousands of miles away. Tsing Yi.
His face was very calm, as calm as if he was strolling in a leisurely manner. In fact, he just wasted a few breaths of time to put on clothes, otherwise he would be in tatters, which would not be very comfortable.
"Xin Zhuo!"
A large number of Xuankong Valley disciples murmured in the distance. Except for Wuyunzi, many of them had a hint of excitement in their eyes.
Especially Gui Wujing, the smile in her eyes was undisguised: "This child is indeed extraordinary, what a pity!"
...
"Xin Zhuo... …”
Outside the Hanging Valley.
The voices of Deng Taixuan, Ye Chen, Qin Wuji and Er Zhu Kuiyuan were meaningful.
......
"Junior, Gui is an insurmountable ravine for an acquired evil like you! How much foundation do you have? Die!"
The three men in Gui Qingyi swung away Gui Qingqing and stepped forward. The avenue was born on its own. Their strong blood, the tyranny of the shaman, and the powerful and terrifying power of chaos were unparalleled.
For a time, the sky and the earth became bounded, and the rules followed. The earth shook, and the sky overturned.
His face was full of jest, arrogance and disregard. He had the qualifications, and then he struck out with a palm. The palm turned into chaos, with clear lines, containing the essence and blood of the great witch and the heaven-defying one. The entire palace sank ten feet.
A large number of disciples stood unsteadily, looked frightened, and retreated again and again.
"Junior brother, let's go!"
"Zhuo'er, let's go!"
Luo Wu and Wu Yunzi finally couldn't help but roar in sorrow.
Xin Zhuo suddenly stopped laughing, his smile was confusing. He took a step forward, and the momentum of the fourth stage of Wuji Dao training surged in all directions!
One more step!
The Wuji Tao Training Five Stages!
Step three!
The Sixth Stage of Wuji Dao Training!
“Buzz——”
The energy of essence and blood permeates hundreds of thousands of miles in all directions!
The power of the great witch spreads across heaven and earth!
The pure energy of chaos turned into nine hundred and ninety-nine blue lotuses, floating in the world like an emperor coming to the world.
The terrifying pressure turned into a great avenue, overturning everything.
If Gui Qingyi's momentum is like a tornado, his momentum is extremely domineering, like a strong wind blowing across the heaven and earth, leaving nothing behind.
Gently wave your sleeves.
“咻——”
Gui Qingyi’s terrifying Great Yuan Master’s palm disappeared into thin air.
Then he said: "The Great Master of the Gui family..."
Wave his sleeves again.
The power of chaos, the magic form of the great witch, and the essence and blood turned into a punch, which was like breaking the void and traveling for hundreds of thousands of miles.
This blow from the Great Yuan Master's Xuanyuan Power was as fast as thunder. When everyone was immersed in the changes in his cultivation, it hit Gui Qingyi hard on the chest.
Gui Qingyi is not weak, her reaction is not unpleasant, but she cannot avoid it at all.
"Boom——"
The bones in his chest were broken, and there was a big hole in his stomach. The violent wind and waves and nearly a hundred Huiyuan of divine power knocked him away hard, knocking Gui Qingqing and three others away in the process. The meteor flew past, smashing into a huge peak thousands of miles away, and was buried under rocks.
The earth shook, sand and rocks flew, and it lasted for a long time.
The majestic Great Yuan Lord was defeated in one move.
How domineering you were before, how embarrassed you are now! (End of chapter)