Chapter 325: The Blood of a Saint
The arrival of Qian Mochen made the major saint-level forces tremble.
The legendary figure of a thousand years ago is now reappearing in the world, what kind of bloody storm will it set off?
However, in the face of Qian Mochen, Ji Cang still held a trace of luck. He was too afraid, afraid that Ye Zhiqiu would rise unstoppably, and that the huge foundation of his Ji family would be destroyed in the hands of this young man.
"Senior, you and your apprentice and I are not willing to embarrass ourselves, but this Ye Zhiqiu braved the world's disapproval and actually killed hundreds of young Heavenly Kings in the Ancient Holy Tomb, which is really a shame for the Eastern Wilderness, can you not interfere?"
Ji Cang is still holding on to the last bit of luck, it is impossible to solve the problem by force, only speak with reason!
"Oh, is that so?"
Guiguzi Qianmochen frowned and asked with a smile.
"Senior, basically all of you present can testify, you will know as soon as you ask!" Ji Cang bowed slightly and said in a low voice.
However, Jiang Cheng stood up and said solemnly:
"Master, I saw with my own eyes that Brother Ye was blamed, that person came from the Heavenly Soul Immortal Palace, disguised as Brother Ye, and slaughtered those people!"
As soon as these words came out, Guiguzi Qian Mochen showed a smile and said:
"Master Ji, do you think I should believe my apprentice, or should I believe Ling Sun's one-sided words?"
With these words, Ji Cang and the six saints above the void felt half cold in their hearts.
Qian Mochen's attitude was already very clear, it was impossible for them to provoke an antique-level super master!
A thousand years have passed, who knows how strong Qian Mochen has become? They don't dare to bet!
Once the gamble is lost, such a strong person will start a fire, which will inevitably turn the entire Eastern Wilderness upside down.
"This ...... That's it, that's all for today!"
Ji Cang wanted to speak again and again, and finally had to compromise. His face seemed to be countless years old.
Ye Zhiqiu, if he has always had the protection of Qian Mochen, then no one can stop his rise!
Once Ye Zhiqiu enters the Venerable Realm and even the Holy Realm, it will be the end of his Ji family.
"The head of the Ji family is really polite, in that case, I can leave later, right?" Qian Mochen chuckled.
"Senior, please!" Ji Cang said with a smile.
Feng Wuxian took a long breath, Ye Zhiqiu, he finally escaped this catastrophe, he won the bet!
Above the void, the saints of the six directions all gathered their momentum, shook their heads, and had no choice but to give up!
But suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, the wind and clouds changed color, and the thunder and lightning suddenly buzzed on a sunny day.
Qian Mochen's brows furrowed, and he felt a very ancient and dangerous aura.
"Eastern Wilderness, is there still a hermit master? Why is this aura so unfamiliar? It is even mixed with the aura of immortality!"
He didn't know if the person who came was friend or foe, and even, he wasn't sure if he could defeat this mysterious man!
And Ye Zhiqiu was suddenly shocked, this breath actually made him a little familiar!
Who the hell is this?
At this moment, the six great saints in the void wanted to fall and return to their original sect, but they found that their bodies were locked by an invisible force, and they couldn't move at all!
"Which senior is here, can you show up and see it?" Ji Cang knew that the person who came was not good, and this person was likely to be on Ye Zhiqiu's side.
If it is said that Qian Mochen's breath makes him very jealous, then this breath even makes him have some heart palpitations!
Ancient, heavy, powerful, and unfamiliar, this is Ji Cang's feeling.
The saint's perception and insight were extremely terrifying, and Ji Cang actually had some doubts about the strength of this uninvited guest, far above everyone!
At this moment, a deep voice resounded in the sky.
"The ancient sages contain the opportunity of the universe and swallow the breath of heaven and earth, but now, you have joined forces to embarrass a junior, and you are also worthy of being called a saint!"
When the sound fell, countless people's eardrums almost burst, and some people even passed out.
Hearing this voice, Ye Zhiqiu was stunned.
The voice was all too familiar, it was...... Skywalker Sage!
In the Ancient Holy Tomb, the Skywalker Sage who had a relationship with Ye Zhiqiu!
The Six Saints of the Void, under this pressure, couldn't even raise their heads.
"Senior, this is a misunderstanding, you raise your noble hand!"
It was Yun Zaitian, the head of the Yun family of the Ancient Kingdom of Fengyun, who spoke, and he was one of the saints who confronted Feng Wuxian just now.
But at this moment, he couldn't even move his body, as if his muscles were sealed by some mysterious force!
One Qianmochen is not enough, there is a stronger one, the Eastern Wilderness, is it really the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
"Joke, misunderstanding? My young master has been wronged, and you want to end it with a misunderstanding?"
After that, the phantom of the Skywalker Sage appeared above the void, and that ancient and thick aura oppressed the six saints of the void!
"Young master, dare to ask the seniors, who is your young master?" Yun Zaitian had an extremely ominous premonition.
"Ye Zhiqiu, he is the young master of this seat!"
With a loud shout, the mood of the six saints such as Yun Zaitian fell to the bottom!
If they knew that Ye Zhiqiu's protector was such a powerful existence, they would not provoke Ye Zhiqiu if they were killed!
Qian Mochen has already made them retreat, and now there is a mysterious powerhouse, they understand that today, it is likely that they will not be able to die well!
The saints were already standing on the top of the Eastern Wilderness, but in the face of the Heavenly Sages, they felt like a drop in the ocean, extremely small!
It's a terrifying feeling, a feeling that can only be found when facing the strongest!
Besides, this is still a soul phantom, if it is really here, how strong should it be?
"Senior, since Ye Zhiqiu is not in any big trouble, why don't you just forget it?" Ji Cang stood up and spoke, he took the risk, he wanted to sell the six saint-level forces a favor.
However, the Heavenly Sage ignored Ji Cang and didn't seem to take Ji Cang seriously at all!
Ji Cang's old face was flushed, and he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak!
After a few breaths.
"Forget it, what are you? You say forget it?" the Skywalker scolded.
"Senior ......" Ji Cang held his breath in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction at all.
He knew very well that this mysterious person above the void, although it was only a soul phantom, was not something they could resist.
Even if it's Qianmochen, it's not good!
But what made him even more heartbroken was that such a strong man seemed to be just Ye Zhiqiu's protector!
"You and other juniors, if you lose the face of the saint and do something wrong, you should pay the price!" said the Celestial Sage ruthlessly.
"I don't know what the predecessors are going to do, we are willing to compensate!" Yun Zaitian can only compromise, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, he just wants to spend today safely!
It is not easy to cultivate, and it is even more difficult to cultivate to the realm of a saint, and he doesn't want to bury his life like this.
The other five saints all thought the same thing, and they all cast pleading glances at the Skywalker Sage.
But what awaited them was indeed the indifferent and merciless words of the Skywalker Sage.
"Ridiculous, compensation, if the young master doesn't have that junior to help him today, and there is no seat to protect him!"
"Wait, have you ever thought about making him pay compensation? You just want his life, right?"
After saying that, the Skywalker Sage glanced at Ji Cang coldly and shouted:
"Do you know how noble the identity of the young master's grandfather is? And you don't know what to do, self-righteous, what kind of garbage bloodline is your Ji family?
After speaking, the words of the Skywalker Sage shook the void again.
"Don't think that this seat doesn't know what you think, it's nothing more than coveting the secrets of the young master, but, this world is very big, it's not a thing, you are qualified to covet it!"
"So, if you make a mistake, you will pay the price!
As the words fell, the Skywalker Sage waved his hand, only to hear six screams, and the bodies of the Six Void Sages burst open, turning into six clusters of scarlet blood mist!
Bloody, terrifying. Countless people's legs were trembling, and even Ji Cang collapsed to the ground!
Such a strong method made Ji Cang's heart die!
Annihilated the six saints in an instant, this heavenly power, he had never heard of!
He had thought that the Skywalker Sage was very strong, but he had never thought that it could be so powerful!!
The sky was thundering and drizzling!!
The saint fell, the sky wept, and it was extremely lonely!
And Ye Zhiqiu was sluggish, letting the drizzle dye his silver hair, this anti-heaven method made him fascinated!
Qian Mochen was also sluggish, he felt an immortal aura, it was the breath of the Great Emperor!
"His true body, I'm afraid it's infinitely close to the Great Emperor!Ye boy, what kind of background does he have?"
Wind Without a Trace is like a big dream, Ye Zhiqiu has such a background, why would he join him Netherworld Valley? And more, he is excited and happy, he understands that Netherworld Valley has no one to shake!
As long as Ye Zhiqiu is still a disciple of the Netherworld Valley, then such a powerhouse is his ally in the Netherworld Valley!
What Qian Mochen and Feng Wuxian didn't know was that the Tianxing Sage was just an old man who Ye Zhiqiu had a relationship with in the ancient holy tomb!
"Little doll of the Ji family, after all, you are the grandfather of the young master, it is inconvenient for this seat to kill you, you should be glad that your identity saved your life!"
Although he has been in the sky for many years, he deeply understands a truth, in this world, big fists are the last word.
In the face of the enemy, only by stopping the bleeding with blood and killing can we deter them!
"Thank you seniors for not killing!"
Ji Cang bowed deeply, and his strong wrinkles seemed to be a little more. He knew that in the Eastern Wilderness, no one could stop Ye Zhiqiu's rise.
Such a tragic scene happened in just a few breaths, and many people did not react!
But they knew that the six great saints had fallen! With the wave of the Heavenly Sage's hand, they turned into a blood mist and passed away!
No one could have imagined that the saint would be so vulnerable! In front of the Skywalker Sage, he was like an ant.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, some people are happy and some are sad, for the six saint-level forces, the loss of a saint is irreparable.
But they didn't dare to say anything!
Above the void, the soul phantom that dominates the world will forever become the nightmare of the six top forces!
Greed, after all, still paid the price!
And the price of this is death!
Feng Qingyan, Jade Butterfly, and Ji Ruxue sighed, they should be happy, but they can't be happy anyway!
It seems that the distance between Ye Zhiqiu and them is getting farther and farther!