Chapter 1932 The knot of the ant
This sigh fell into the ears of Senior Sister Seven. Senior Sister Seven was cold-eyed and scolded angrily: "Why are you sighing? Are you dissatisfied with this master?"
Zhao Feixue replied blankly: "I, I don't!"
"No?" Senior Sister Qi patted the table hard, "Do you dare to say you didn't?"
"Okay!"
Senior brother Liu Feiyun interrupted and then looked at Zhao Feixue: "Feixue, you have been a major cultivation for tens of thousands of years. The first step is to cultivator. He is also a sect ancestor in front of the younger generation. He knows the word cause and effect. You did worship Xin Zhuo's lowly vulgar person back then. You have to recognize this. The so-called sowing cause and getting results, you can't avoid this.
Over the years, the master has been deeply rooted in his heart because he did not kill Xin Zhuo. As a disciple, you have not only no relief, but whenever everyone mentions Xin Zhuo, you will inevitably sigh. Tell me, what do you think? ”
Zhao Feixue didn't know how to answer this obviously partial and blameful consolation, so she simply closed her eyes and said nothing.
The seventh senior sister and others couldn't help but curse: "Look at her despicable appearance, it's a ruthless revision!"
"What's the noise?"
At this time, the voice of the Holy Emperor Yinyue came from the front, and the disciples immediately stood up and saluted respectfully: "Master/Master! Some small things."
Zhao Feixue also stood up and saluted.
The real name of the Holy Emperor Yinyue is Li Qing. Although he only has the seventh step of cultivation, his identity is extremely transcendent. He is an ancestor from the Qingxu Ji era. He has practiced in the Xuansheng Land and the Wangyue Land, and even has countless clones. He has been to the real world. Now he is an elder of the Holy Land in the Holy Land without Desire.
This is not important. What is important is that he is the junior brother of Empress Hengyuan, one of the three oldest elders of the Holy Land of No Desire. This identity, background and strength, even anyone in the world will not underestimate him.
A group of disciples not only respect him, but also admire him for the strong!
When Li Qing heard this, he stroked his beard and smiled: "Today's spring, there are no outsiders, come up and listen together."
The disciples walked to the edge of the cliff and sat cross-legged next to the master and his wife. The senior brother Liu Feiyun said with a smile: "Master, it's just because Zhao Feixue's junior sister, once worshipped under Xin Zhuo's disciple, let's discuss..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Master's Lady's Three Saints Palace in a deep voice: "Stop talking!"
It's too late!
Li Qing's face suddenly pulled down, his expression as cold as frost.
The Empress of the Three Saints Palace immediately comforted her loudly: "Husband, the matter has passed, why bother to be obsessed with it?"
"Obstinence..."
Li Qing looked up at the sky and sighed. He thought of the scene of the real world fighting for the emperor, the scene of being defeated in Yuanxu, and the scene of being cheated by Xin Zhuo and Huang Demon Emperor in the Demon Land of the Sky. He said quietly: "I have practiced for more than one million years and can survive until now, and rely on the ancient method of sharing the life span of the ten thousand worlds. In this life, I have encountered setbacks and desperate situations, but with seven points of intelligence and three points of luck, I can always turn danger into safety.
Over the years, I have been doing everything well and I have done everything, but I have suffered a great loss on this son Xin Zhuo. This person is insidious and cunning. If it weren't for him, I could have refined a real world and my strength has increased greatly. Now I have leaped into the cultivation level of Daxuan, which is a pity.
If it weren't for him, I might have obtained the twelve-grade golden lotus in the Demonic Land of the Sky. I might have had the opportunity to get the Taiyuan Valley!
This person is my lifelong rival, how can I let go? ”
A group of disciples looked at each other. They only knew that the master and Xin Zhuo had a grudge, but they didn't know these secrets.
The Three Saints Palace smiled bitterly and said, "But he is dead, you should let it go!"
Li Qing closed his eyes and sighed, "He died too cheaply. If he lives, he will fight me. I will send him back to the west with dignity to relieve my knot!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice suddenly came from the sky: "Very good, I'll give you a chance!"
The sound came too suddenly. Li Qing and his wife and his disciples were shocked and immediately looked up at the sky. They saw that the sky was still clear, and they were suddenly shrouded in the sky. Then, at the end of the sky, a whirlpool appeared, an old figure, with white hair and white robe flying together, stepping out, a stream of eternal good fortune. I claim to be respectful, the aura of invincibility in all directions suppressed the entire island, causing the island to sink three feet apart, and the sea water suddenly swelled. "What a terrifying momentum!"
Liu Feiyun and Senior Sister Qi subconsciously retreated.
Zhao Feixue widened her eyes and looked at the old man tightly. From doubt to determination, she fell into memories tens of thousands of years ago.
Li Qing and his wife also had their pupils contracted and they carefully observed the old man. Then, their face suddenly changed and they murmured: "It's him... he, he really came back? He isn't dead?"
"Li Qing, I said, I'll give you a chance, you'd better cherish it!"
The old man in the sky looked at the eyes of a condescending look down at the common people like an ant.
Li Qing seemed to be stimulated and said angrily: "Children Xin Zhuo, you are really not dead. Don't you dare to be me? Are you a joke about your obsession over the years?"
Make a move and head straight for the sky.
The Empress of the Three Saints Palace immediately pulled him desperately, in horror: "Husband, he may be King Mu, his cultivation..."
Li Qing shook his wife heavily: "He is not King Mu, he is Xin Zhuo. The look I know him is because he cannot be wrong. Cultivation? At best, he is the eighth step. I am infinitely close to the eighth step. I have been practicing hard for tens of thousands of years and my heart knots for tens of thousands of years. I will use my magical power to transform into murderous intent, and I will kill this thief!"
As he said that, he reached a high altitude, his seventh step of cultivation jumped out, and eighteen true bodies of the gods appeared behind him, and eighteen hundred and ninety-nine divine winds without desires. "Speaking and following the Dharma" summoned wind, clouds, lightning, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and his hand had a million years of natal flying deer sword. His instant murderous intent was like a god and a demon in the world,
In an instant, he used all his magical powers to go straight to Xin Zhuo with the ultimate power of surpassing the seventh step, with his hair flying, and said word by word: "One move can distinguish between winning and losing, and also about life and death. A lowly boy, a vulgar and casual cultivator, die with me!"
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"Buzz——"
The void of 100,000 miles was cut in half, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had sunk!
To be honest, this killer move has no reason to change, and is mysterious and mysterious. Every thread of power has reached the limit of at least hundreds of millions of world-building power and the power of the Yuan. Even if any Da Xuan Lord is present, he nods and praises!
But Xin Zhuo looked at it silently, with no expression on his face, and even no intention of taking action. It was not until Li Qing came forward that he waved his sleeves casually.
A vast and abyss-like clear power of the Taoist realm was like a strong wind blowing through the world. The punishment for destroying the world instantly dispersed Li Qing's magical powers and hit him heavily in the chest.
"Puff——"
Li Qing was hit by lightning, and dozens of tragic bloody mouths were cracked in his body, his clothes were torn, and his hair spread out, like a fire-fighting moth, falling heavily.
Vulnerable!
Not worth mentioning!
Like a joke!
His eyes widened, first he was stunned, then he was unwilling to accept, and finally turned into extremely decadent loss and loneliness.
"Husband——"
"Master--"
"Master——"
The Three Saints Palace and a group of disciples watched Li Qing fly to the sky with his own eyes with his unyielding momentum, and also saw him fall and fall like a swaying tree. His heart sinks to the bottom of the valley and moves to meet him.
Unfortunately, the power of the lilac made them unable to move as if they were pressing down on the top of thousands of mountains.
Until,
"Boom!"
Li Qing fell heavily into the sea, splashing water, and his life and death were unknown.
(This chapter ends)