Chapter 728: Self-destruction

When the two of them sent a message to the secret, Mr. Zhu and the other two separated and sneaked in.

Chu Zhiyuan played with the bronze mirror in his hand.

This bronze mirror does consume very much true energy and mental energy, so it should not be used too much.

With my true energy, I can't last long.

If you are in the realm of Transformation of God, you should be able to last longer.

It's not like my own super feeling, it's already an instinct and almost doesn't waste any energy.

He looked at Mr. Zhu and the other nine people in a super-sense cave, and saw them approaching the houses quietly like crocodiles diving into the water.

He doesn't feel that he can always be silent.

As a sect’s mountain gate, how can we not have secret mechanisms for early warning or special early warning methods?

It is impossible that even the most powerful sect will not do this just by relying on the hidden trees.

"Jijijijijiji..." Suddenly, a sharp roar came from the woods.

But it was triggered by two strange little birds.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Sure enough.

Chu Honglin's face changed slightly: "I was discovered!"

"There is no choice," Chu Zhiyuan said: "I still have to break through after all."

This is what they expected, just try to get close as close as possible and try to make a sudden move silently, saving more effort.

Feiyun Sect suddenly saw people flying, some running in and some running out, not showing panic.

Chu Zhiyuan judged that they often trained and had expected this situation.

Nine venerables gathered together and crushed them like huge rocks. Wherever they passed, figures flew out, and none of them could resist.

Chu Zhiyuan took out a small jade bottle from his arms, took out two birds and threw them into his mouth.

Then the bronze mirror in the palm lit up again, and images of the two great demons appeared in a ball of soft light.

"Don't overuse it, take a little leisurely." Chu Honglin breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Don't wait for someone to come and hit you, you have no strength to fight back."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I have treasure clothes."

Yuecan Frost Yi has his own strength reserves, and along the way, he has been consuming its own strength without consuming his strength at all. "Other things should not be relied on," Chu Honglin said, "You still have to rely on yourself, then I will go. Be careful to hide your body and don't be discovered."

Chu Zhiyuan's mission has been completed, and he has discovered two great demons and the amazing inside story of the Feitian Sect.

The remaining battles are not necessary for him to be a master of artistic conception, and the twelve venerables are enough.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Okay, I will act according to the opportunity."

While he saw Mr. Zhu and the other two hiding themselves, he was also looking for a better place to observe.

Chu Zhiyuan thus found a fatal weakness of the Drunken God Xiao.

They need to be able to see the target, and they cannot use the Drunken Divine Flute without seeing the target.

Chu Zhiyuan continued to see the cave.

Where the nine great priests pass, there is no enemy in one unit, and all siege and obstacles are useless and cannot slow down their speed of progress.

Almost a moment, they came outside one of the halls.

Twenty-four people stood outside the hall, standing in a fan shape.

The twenty-four people were wearing black robes, with a solemn and solemn expression.

Chu Honglin had already caught up with the nine venerables, and his face changed slightly when he saw this.

He saw at a glance that these twenty-four people were dead soldiers.

"Death Soldier?" He sneered: "Hmph, it's great, the method of sound attack."

He whistled his lips.

The whistling sounds like thunder, rolling back between the houses, rushing into several halls.

The nine people behind him made their own voices.

Some roared directly, like huge waves falling into the dam.

Some people sniffed to drink like thunder.

Some knots and handprints make strange sounds.

Some pose in strange positions to make sounds.

Twenty-four men in black robe were shocked to faint before they could use their skills.

This is the power of the Venerable.

With the crushing of the realm and the use of extraordinary skills, the twenty-four men in black robe had a lower level than the level, and their defense was not enough, so they could not hold on.

Some of them still want to struggle, regardless of the boiling blood and the severe damage of their internal organs, and forcibly activate the method of disintegration.

"Bobo!"

...

Twenty-four men in black robe eventually turned into a total of four in red mist. "Enter!" Chu Honglin said in a deep voice. The nine venerables avoided the four red mists and watched them poison the men in black robe around them and rushed into the hall.

In the middle of the hall, more than a dozen men surrounded them, one in middle-aged man in yellow robe and the other in blue robe, all of whom were solemn and heavy.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe was not tall, but his face was handsome, and he was not panicked about the arrival of Chu Honglin and the nine venerables.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, clasped his fists and said lightly, "Who are you? What are the things that I offended?" Chu Honglin said in a deep voice, "You are He Zixia, the leader of Feiyun Sect?"

"It's He." The middle-aged man in the yellow robe said in a deep voice, "If you have something to say, just say it, everything is easy to discuss, why do you have to do this?"

"Speak well?" Chu Honglin laughed and said, "If you say it well, can you Feiyun Sect listen to it?"

"Who are you?"

"Speak well?"

"You should know about Master He."

"...People from the court?" He Zixia said with a gloomy face: "Why is the court so strict and does not leave us a way out?"

"Assassinate the prince, ignore the majesty of the court, and collude with the enemy and rebel against the court, what do you Feiyun Sect want to do?"

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He Zixia said in a deep voice: "Have we ever done such a thing? If the court wants to eradicate us, it will deduct us such a crime?"

"You didn't open Qianji Tower?" Chu Honglin sneered, "I'm asking for court secrets everywhere and then selling them to the demon tribe. Didn't you do this?"

"Qianji Tower has nothing to do with us!" He Zixia said. "Haha..." Chu Honglin laughed to the sky.

He looked at the disciples of Feiyun Sect who were surrounded by He Zixia and the middle-aged blue robe.

Seeing that they looked angry and reluctant, they wanted to protect He Zixia.

He felt more and more absurd.

These people probably don't know that this is a great demon.

It is really bizarre to become the leader of Feiyun Sect after a great demon took over the body.

I can only say that this person is lucky and unparalleled, and there is another elder, so too.

But luck was still on the side of the court after all, and with Zhaoer, I discovered them.

Thinking of this, he slowly said, "After this matter, will Master He still resist stubbornly?... Let them surrender, you follow us back to the court to live a life of your life, and I will commit less murder."

He Zixia sneered, "After we surrender, our lives will naturally be between your fingers and your fingers, and we will deal with them at will."

"Can you escape from the court's fingers now? It's ridiculous!"

"Since they are all dead, why not fight? It's not in vain to pull a cushion for one person to come to the world!"

"Just rely on you?" Chu Honglin said disdainfully, "Why did the court insist on destroying you?... Just put your Qianji Building directly into the Supervision Office, why waste your abilities?"

His eyes swept over these angry Feiyun Sect disciples: "Do you surrender to the court, openly or are you sneaky and scared?"

"Who are you?" He Zixia said coldly.

A venerable said in a deep voice: "This is the prince of the dynasty, Prince Gan!"

Everyone looked at Chu Honglin in surprise.

Chu Honglin took out a white jade plaque from his waist and lifted it into the air.

The white jade tag gushed out soft white light, more than one foot away from the card, forming a milky white light card ten times the size.

The word "光" appears clearly.

White light is the manifestation of the Infinite Light Sutra, indicating his royal identity as the direct descendant of the royal family.

The word "gan" appears in the white light, indicating that he is the fifteenth Prince Gan.

Chu Honglin said in a deep voice: "I have done my best and righteousness. If I don't stop, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He thought that the power of the drunken flute should be sufficient to play a wonderful role at this moment.

The power of the drunken flute is used to exert its wonderful function, and they are all entrusted, and life and death are all in their own thoughts.

Whether they live or die, they must first find out whether they know the assassination and whether they have the intention to fight against the court.

This requires the help of the Cave Heart of the Imperial Heaven Supervision. "Ah..." He Zixia shook her head and sighed, looking at the people around her.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master, we fight!"

"Yes, fight!"

He Zixia looked helpless: "Nine Venerables, plus one prince, if you continue, it's just a death penalty, it's really unnecessary."

He turned his head to look at Chu Honglin: "I will give up on the court, and I just want the prince to let you go."

Chu Honglin frowned at him.

He Zixia said that, and looked at the disciples around him deeply, with insights in his eyes.

Then he slapped himself with a palm.

"Bang!"

A heavy and dull sound.

Suddenly, blood bleeded in his seven orifices, and the divine light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and he had already died.

(This chapter ends)