Chapter 817: Imprisoned
Chapter 817 Imprisoned
The divine dragon soared into the sky, with golden light, and the white reverse scales on his forehead exuded a holy brilliance.
His Holiness was furious, raised his hand and slapped it into the void.
The entire space was instantly frozen, blocking the divine dragon hundreds of meters away. Such a powerful momentum is shocking. As long as people wave their hands, you don't even have a chance to get close.
As soon as Venerable grabbed his five fingers, the air around Luo Qian was immediately tightly wrapped, and a strong suffocation made people breathless.
It was too powerful, Luo Qian was terrified in his heart, with this strength, it was almost impossible to take revenge.
And he soon found that he couldn't move, and around him, more than a dozen god-level powerhouses surrounded him, although they couldn't get close, but they had locked Luo Qian, and Luo Qian had almost no possibility of escaping.
His Holiness stood on the altar, his tall figure looked particularly domineering, and after he came out of retreat, he had an even more terrifying momentum.
"Young man, I'll give you a chance, how did you get in?"
Venerable's words made the demigod who fled back under the altar tremble in fright, and no matter how stupid he was, he could think of any reason.
Needless to say, it must have been Luo Qian who deliberately let himself go, and then followed him into the divine realm.
However, he didn't have the protection of the Divine Realm, how could he avoid the Nine Heavenly Thunders? This demigod had not been able to heal since he was injured in Liuyun Palace, and his face was still scarred at the moment.
His Holiness traced the problem, and he immediately realized that there was a big problem.
Without waiting for Luo Qian to answer, the demigod trembled, "Venerable Hui, it's me who is not good, I am wrong." He must have snuck in with me. ”
His Holiness swept his gaze, "The general of the defeated army!"
His gaze lit up, and two substantial rays of light shot out.
Burst!
The demigod didn't even have a chance to struggle, and was instantly shot by two rays of light, and his whole person was reduced to ashes.
Everyone was nervous for a while, they all knew His Holiness's temper, and they couldn't rub the slightest sand in their eyes.
Luo Qian was even more shocked, killing people without a trace with only two eyes, more powerful than the crematorium, what kind of realm do you want to achieve?
This is just one of the old guys, and if six old guys come out together, wouldn't it be incomprehensible?
Luo Qian still couldn't figure it out now, why did the Six Venerables only see one, and the other strong ones?
After destroying the demigod just now, the Venerable's gaze swept over Luo Qian, "He is the seventh generation head of Liuyun Palace?"
"What's the matter? Old thing, what kind of thing are you, you are cruel, indiscriminate, and indiscriminately killed?"
Belch!
Under the altar, all the strong people gasped.
It's too presumptuous, it's a sign of looking for death.
But they still can't get out of the atmosphere, even those strong people who surrounded Luo Qian secretly sweated, this kid really doesn't know whether to live or die.
Liuzun snorted coldly, "There are laws between heaven and earth, how can a yellow-haired child like you comprehend?"
"So what? I'm here to kill you, you old bastard! lest you be self-righteous and unstoppable. ”
"Do you think you can kill me?"
Hum!
"I know that there are tigers in the mountains, and I prefer to go to the tiger mountains! Whether I can kill you or not, that's my business, at least I have worked hard and am not afraid of failure. It's not like the waste under your feet, except for flattery, stealing a living, and in the face of your endless insults, you don't dare to resist. What is the difference between them being alive and dead?"
His Holiness's eyes flashed with a fierce color.
"Presumptuous, with the blessing of His Holiness, we can live forever and be free from the suffering of reincarnation, how can a yellow-haired child like you understand?"
Someone scolded.
Cut!
Luo Qian sneered, "Walking dead, what's the point of being alive?"
When the other party was about to reply, His Holiness shouted, "Enough!"
stared at Luo Qian, "I'll give you a chance, you can live!"
Luo Qian looked disdainful, and the Venerable said, "Hand over all the people of the Ancient Martial Sect, I will save you from death, let you stay in the God Realm, and enjoy the treatment of the strongest person of the younger generation." ”
After a pause, "And the Heavenly Demon! If you can do it, I'll let you go now!"
Luo Qian struggled a few times and said fiercely: "Bully others! If I asked you to hand over your daughter, your wife, and your parents, would you agree?"
His Holiness twitched his face, "It seems that you still don't know the treatment of the younger generation of strong people, you can marry the most beautiful woman in the divine realm, no matter who it is, as long as you fancy it, I can fulfill your wishes." ”
It is indeed a very tempting condition, as long as he agrees to him, not only can he stay in the divine realm, but he can also marry the most beautiful woman in the divine realm, of course, as long as he stays in the divine realm, he can live forever. Isn't this the life goal that many ancient martial arts practitioners dream of?
Some people have practiced hard for hundreds of years, and finally died without illness, and Luo Qian is so young that he has these achievements, which is indeed enviable.
This kind of treatment is not something that anyone can have. Because in addition to the first, the top ten want to get married, and they can only marry the specified woman.
And after ten, there is no chance of even getting married.
In His Holiness's words, this is a world of strong people, and if you want to have too many things, you have to stand out.
There is no need for idle people here, perhaps, you used to be a strong person in a certain field, but when you get here, you are a drop in the ocean.
But the benefit they can get is immortality!
In the face of such a huge temptation, it is estimated that anyone will not hesitate to agree.
Luo Qian's face turned cold, "If you have the ability, you let me go, and we will fight to the death." ”
Someone couldn't help but laugh in their hearts, Zhao Mu said secretly, what a second goods. With your strength, you dare to fight with His Holiness?
However, he really didn't want Luo Qian to agree to the Venerable, he couldn't wait for Luo Qian to be wiped out by the Venerable and destroy this bane.
Unexpectedly, just when everyone thought that this kid was dead, Venerable let go of his five fingers, and a powerful force sucked Luo Qian directly and pinched it in the palm of his hand.
"Do you know the origin of Wuzhi Mountain?" The Venerable looked at Luo Qian in the palm of his hand, he was too big, Luo Qian was as weak as an ant.
Luo Qian said: "Don't talk nonsense, kill if you want to kill, I won't let you succeed!"
His Venerable's gaze was horizontal, and even the dozen or so powerhouses surrounding Luo Qian in the void trembled. His Holiness is about to kill!
Unexpectedly, the Venerable said, "Escort him down!"
Forehead!
Zhao Mu was a little disappointed, why didn't he kill him?
Kill him! Kill him!
Zhao Mu shouted in his heart.
The two god-level powerhouses took Luo Qian away and put him in the temple.
"Let's go!"
His Holiness vanished suddenly, as if he had never come. On the altar, there was no trace of him for a long time, and the powerful aura had also disappeared.
Only then did the strong men get up and reminisce about the scene just now, all of them were terrified, but fortunately, the Venerable did not continue to investigate.
Several young people gathered around, "Yanan, what's going on, how did Yang Song become Luo Qian of the Ancient Martial Arts Realm?"
"I said a long time ago, Yang Song is not a good bird, but I didn't expect him to be mixed in from the secular world. Someone scoffed.
"This Yang Song is so deeply hidden, he even deceived us. ”
"This is called knowing the face and not knowing the heart, it is difficult to draw the skin and bones, and the Venerable is too merciful to kill him. ”
"No, no! How could Yang Song be Luo Qian, it must be a mistake. Anan shouted.
At this time, Zhao Mu approached, "You are all wrong, if I guess correctly, Yang Song must have been killed by this guy." ”
"What? Yang Song is the number one young powerhouse in the God Realm, is it so easy to die?"
Zhao Mu said, "You don't know this surnamed Luo too well, he is cunning, Yang Song is so honest, it's no wonder if he doesn't kill him." As far as I know, their Liuyun Palace has a unique disguise technique that can easily transform into another person. If Yang Song hadn't been killed by him, why wouldn't he have come forward?"
Yanan's face was blue and red for a while, Zhao Mu noticed the change in her expression, and said secretly, "With Yanan's temper, the surname Luo is going to be unlucky." ”
Everyone was still gossiping, and Yanan suddenly shouted, "Enough!"
After saying that, he rushed away angrily and no longer cared about everyone. Zhao Mu sneered proudly in his heart, surnamed Luo, you are dead!
Luo Qian was imprisoned in the temple and found that this place was not like a cage at all, just a space of more than 100 square meters, and when he entered this space, all the force could not be exerted, and the surrounding copper walls and iron walls could not get out at all.
A powerful aura enveloped the entire space, shielding him from the outside world.
Luo Qian calmed down and thought to himself, "Why didn't he kill me?" With his strength, it was too easy to enter the secular world, it might be difficult to find a heavenly demon, but it was very easy to find someone else.
As long as he moved his fingers, those people had little room to resist. Luo Qian lay on the ground, his hands on the back of his head, wondering what he should do next?
His Holiness is too powerful to be an opponent at all.
I'm afraid that even if he joins forces with the Heavenly Demon, he is not half sure of winning, and when Luo Qian was thinking about these things, there was a sound of resentful footsteps outside.