Chapter 1631: Angry Purple-robed Old Man
This person is none other than Yu Tian!
"It's good that I didn't rush to start, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to wait for this scene in front of me, it seems that the temporary forbearance is completely worth it!haha!"
Yu Tian muttered to himself, and in the end, he showed a little smugness, and even laughed wildly.
A gloomy laugh shook the forest.
A moment later, a silver-robed old man walked out of the rear hall and came to his side.
"Yu Tian, with your current strength, there is actually no need to scruple and forbear. ”
Hearing this, Yu Tian shook his head slowly: "This is wrong! We and other martial artists will only think that our strength is too weak, and no one will think that our strength is too strong!"
"What does that have to do with what's in front of you?" the silver-robed old man frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, "If you delay like this any longer, if he loses his bloodline and detects the talent of the Phantom Eye Evil Dragon......"
"No!" Yu Tian smiled coldly and said categorically.
"Are you so sure?" said the silver-robed old man with a frown.
"No one knows the bloodline characteristics of the Illusory Eye Evil Dragon better than me, with Jiang Tian's situation, it is absolutely impossible for that kind of mutation to occur before advancing to the Xuanyang Realm!"
"Since you're so sure, weigh it yourself!" The silver-robed old man was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed and walked away.
But he didn't know that Yu Tian's vision was no longer limited to the Cangyun Sect.
"Canglan Martial Arts Conference...... Hahahaha!"
......
Rumble!
The sub-peak of Tianxu Peak, the secret room where Jiang Tian lived heard a low roar from time to time.
The thick aura of cultivation rippled in the secret room, but before it touched the wall, it was cut off by the protective magic circle first, turning into translucent spiritual power ripples that echoed repeatedly in the secret room space.
"The pill given by the sect master himself is really extraordinary, and it is even stronger than the pill of the evil people of the Black Moon Country!"
After refining several top-grade pills one after another, Jiang Tian was pleasantly surprised to find that Chu Tianhua represented the pills given by the three Supreme Elders, and the effect was really amazing!
This elixir was obviously carefully crafted, and the purity of the spiritual power was obviously beyond those of the best pills he had refined before, and the types were not the same, completely eliminating the problem of discounting the efficacy of the medicine.
After three days of retreat and cultivation, his cultivation realm had been completely stabilized, and he had firmly stood at the level of the middle stage of the Xuanyue Realm.
What's even more gratifying is that after refining these superb treasure pills, his bloodline spiritual power is already close to the sixth layer of the total amount!
In other words, he is now a genuine, out-and-out mid-Xuanyue Realm martial artist.
The Canglan National Martial Arts Conference is imminent, which is undoubtedly great news for Jiang Tian!
"There are still two days to go, I don't know if I can continue to improve the spiritual power of the bloodline and really reach the sixth layer?"
Jiang Tian's eyes flickered, and his eyebrows revealed a look of eagerness!
Without much hesitation, the next moment he flipped his right hand, and two huge pearl-like top-grade pills with milky white bodies appeared in his hands at the same time, and swallowed them in one gulp without looking!
Thundered!
After the best treasure pill entered his abdomen, it immediately turned into rolling medicinal power and poured into the meridians around his body, and at the same time, a storm of spiritual power suddenly set off in his sea of qi!
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tian's eyes closed, his hands kept pinching the seal, urging the spiritual power of the bloodline with all his might, and began to immerse himself in cultivation.
......
Black Moon Country.
Sou!
With a piercing scream, a huge black shadow swept in, stopping in front of a dark hall.
This was a huge flying boat more than ten zhang long, and its whole body exuded powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and as soon as it appeared, it shook the void and buzzed, setting off a strong storm.
At the same time, there was a faint black trail left on the void that swept behind it, which looked very eye-catching!
Before the flying boat could completely stop, a black-robed old man had already swept down from the cabin hall, turning into a black light and sweeping into the main hall without hesitation.
"Palace Master!" the black-robed old man swept into the main hall like a black wind, holding his hands in his hands, and whispered to the purple-robed old man on the throne above.
This purple-robed old man with a majestic face was none other than Qiu Qingyan, the master of the Holy Hades Palace.
"What did you find?" he heard this, his eyes shrank slightly, his eyebrows shone brightly, and the aura around him suddenly opened, making the entire hall full of a murderous aura.
The hall, which was already full of gloomy aura, became even more gloomy and compelling in an instant!
The black-robed old man stood still, a faint flash of excitement in his eyes, but his expression was quite solemn.
"A major discovery indeed!"
"Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly!" The purple-robed old man on the throne turned pale and shouted angrily.
The black-robed old man didn't dare to slack off, and nodded heavily: "The Thousand Chaos Valley is in chaos, the dragons are leaderless, and several deacons and elders are fighting for power and profit, and they have fallen into serious internal friction......"
"What?" The old man on the throne turned pale, and the murderous intent around him skyrocketed.
In a fit of rage, he slapped his right palm towards the seat.
Bang!
With a furious roar, the armrests of the gilt chair instantly turned into powder, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations scattered in all directions, terrifying the hearts of all the subordinates in the main hall.
The black-robed old man knew his temperament well, and immediately said without hesitation: "The anger is extremely hurtful, and the palace master is angry!"
The purple-robed old man gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "How did you deal with it?"
The black-robed old man's heart was dark, but a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes, and he secretly spit out a sullen breath and said: "The subordinates have the courage to kill all the deacons and elders who take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, as for the remaining minions, some of them were killed by me on the spot, and the rest were scattered as birds and beasts at that time!"
The purple-robed old man's face on the throne sank, and the killing intent around him surged out again, but a deep sneer appeared on his face.
"Well done!"
The black-robed old man's heart was relieved, and he secretly rejoiced, if he hadn't been ruthless and decisive enough at that time, he would probably have to bear the fury of this palace master now.
"Hmph! a bunch of useless waste, as soon as the surname Min dies, they will become headless flies, such fools, they don't deserve to enjoy the protection of my Holy Hades Palace!"
"What the palace master said is extremely true! The subordinates gave them a thunderous punishment in the name of the palace master, they should thank the palace master for his kindness, although they die, they have no regrets!" The black-robed old man looked respectful and nodded.
"What else did you find?" asked the purple-robed old man with a gloomy face after a moment of rage.
The black-robed old man frowned and said, "The subordinates have verified that Lord Min and several of his elders have all fallen, but the place where they fell is not in the Thousand Chaos Valley, but ......"
"Where is it?" the purple-robed old man's eyes jumped wildly, and he asked sharply in anger.
The black-robed old man's heart sank, he took a deep breath, and said, "The exact location of their death should be in the three small towns of Canglan Country across the border!" "What?" The purple-robed old man's face sank, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"