Chapter 342: Hatred of the Year
Thinking of this, Li Hexian looked at these people on the ground.
However, Li Hexian swept away at a glance and did not see the sect master and elders of the Xuanyue Sect.
The sect masters and elders of other sects, Li Hexian didn't know each other, but the sect master of the Xuanyue Sect and the Qiming elder, Li Hexian had met.
The sect master personally taught a magical power to Li Hexian, and Elder Qiming is one of the twelve elders of the Xuanyue Sect, the treasure of the Xuanyue Sect, one of the six divine powers, and the owner of the Nine Qing Ten Thousand Gems.
But among these people at the scene, there were no of them.
Li Hexian's mind suddenly went into action.
Emperor Xianwu glanced at it at this time, obviously having the same discovery as Li Hexian.
He snorted coldly and said, "There seem to be a few missing from this." ”
"If it's missing, it's in the Panxing Battlefield, and I've been killed to the scum. Long Xingyun said lightly, "What other questions do you have?"
"You!" a hint of anger flashed in Emperor Xianwu's eyes.
Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Long Xingyun's attitude.
However, due to the identity and strength of the other party, the Immortal Martial Emperor took a deep breath, forcibly swallowed a breath of anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Since they have been killed to the scum, then the magic weapons they carry should not be damaged, such as the Nine Qing Ten Thousand Gems." ”
"Zhao Tianwu, are you doubting me?" Long Xingyun frowned.
In an instant, between heaven and earth, the sunlight seemed to lose its color, the breeze stopped flowing, and time and space seemed to be blocked, forming an iron plate.
The nearby fairy spirit royal clan was suddenly all uncontrollable, poof, poof, kneeling on the ground, unable to raise their heads.
What the Immortal Martial Emperor showed before was imperial might, but what Long Xingyun showed at this moment was Tianwei for them! It was Tianwei that this group of immortal royal clans could not compete with at all!
Emperor Xianwu obviously also felt the coercion, and suddenly, his teeth were gritted.
He originally thought that after he regained his youth and improved his realm, he would naturally have the confidence to talk to Long Xingyun on an equal footing.
But now it seems that the other party is more unfathomable than he imagined.
"This guy is definitely not just recovering his memory, he has other secrets on him. Emperor Xianwu thought in his heart.
Seeing that Emperor Xianwu didn't speak, Long Xingyun sneered and said, "Zhao Tianwu, I don't have time to rub shoulders with you, since that's the case, I'll give you a few more people, if you still plan to go back on your word, don't blame me for being rude." ”
After speaking, Long Xingyun waved his arm, and a series of steel cages, linked together by chains, fell from the sky and smashed heavily to the ground.
Suddenly, the square paved with Poria Tianxing stone was shattered, and the rubble flew around.
Seeing the person in the cage at a glance, Li Hexian's eyes suddenly froze, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
Among these cages, the ones imprisoned are Zhao Mengqi, Concubine Xia, Shen Yun, Luo Wancheng, Dong Yueshan, Shen Yun and others!
Among them, there is also Zhao Mingzhu, who has formed a friendship with Li Hexian in the Tibetan Sea Shenzhou, and she is also Zhao Mengqi's imperial sister!
But at this moment, they are all reduced to prisoners, locked in this hideous steel cage.
The surface of this cage is covered with a very powerful formation, even if it is left unmoved at this moment, there are thunder and lightning jumping on the surface, and the mortal body will come up, I am afraid that in an instant, it will be shattered into flesh and blood.
"Huh?" Emperor Xianwu swept his gaze, and suddenly, his gaze focused on Zhao Mengqi's body.
And at this moment, Zhao Mengqi was like an angry little female leopard, staring at the Xianwu Emperor viciously, as if he was looking at an enemy with a deep hatred in the sea of blood!
"Oh, it's you. Emperor Xianwu's face showed a look of enlightenment.
"Zhao Tianwu, I'll kill you!" Zhao Mengqi suddenly screamed and was about to rush out.
But as soon as she moved, an arm-thick thunderbolt burst out of the iron cage, slamming her on the body and knocking her to the ground.
But even so, Zhao Mengqi still raised his head and stared at the Xianwu Emperor.
Seeing this scene, Li Hexian had already understood.
This Immortal Martial Emperor is probably the enemy who killed Zhao Mengqi's family back then.
At this moment, in Li Hexian's mind, he can roughly imagine the situation back then.
A genius with eight spirit swallowing celestial bodies, born in the royal family.
As long as a cultivator with this physique does not die young, his future prospects are bound to be limitless.
In this way, Zhao Mengqi's father may be able to ascend to the throne because of his daughter!
Even if he couldn't, he would have enjoyed more power in the royal family.
And Emperor Xianwu himself is an emperor who is dictatorial and autocratic, so it is naturally impossible to watch someone gradually become powerful because of his daughter.
Although Zhao Mengqi's father may not covet the throne and covet power, Emperor Xianwu may not think so.
He would not give anyone a chance to influence his imperial power.
So a tragedy was born.
"Zhao Tianwu, I killed my parents, I will never let you go!" Zhao Mengqi's voice was full of hatred, this unforgettable hatred, coming out through the voice at this moment, making people shudder.
Emperor Xianwu stared at Zhao Mengqi for a moment, a flash of realization suddenly flashed in his eyes, he sneered again and again, and looked at Long Xingyun: "I said how did she disappear back then, but now it seems that it was you who took her away and took her away, what about the Eight Spirits Devouring Celestial Body, it seems that you haven't enjoyed it yet." ”
"I don't need her anymore. Long Xingyun said lightly: "This group of people is hiding outside the imperial city, and I found out, which is an extra gift from me." Zhao Tianwu, give me what I want. ”
After a moment of silence, Emperor Xianwu nodded: "Okay." ”
After speaking, he flicked his fingers, and a ray of light shot towards Long Xingyun.
Li Hexian condensed his eyes, and suddenly saw that what Emperor Xianwu handed over to Long Xingyun was a broken jade slip.
This jade slip is so dilapidated that one would suspect that a little finger use will tear it apart.
However, Long Xingyun looked like he had obtained a treasure, received it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and his eyes revealed a fanatical light that he had never seen before.
"This kind of thing was obtained by the ancestors from the imperial tombs of the previous dynasty, and you will get what you want according to the above records. When he said this, Emperor Xianwu's face showed a look of confusion, "What is recorded here?"
"Don't you understand?" Long Xingyun asked rhetorically.
Emperor Xianwu was silent.
When he knew that Long Xingyun wanted this piece of jade slip, he deliberately studied it carefully.
However, the words in this jade simple are obscure, and even if he looks through the classics, he can't figure out the meaning of this Chinese character.
If he wasn't too curious, he wouldn't have been able to ask at this moment.
Although the Immortal Martial Emperor was curious, Long Xingyun obviously didn't want to tell him, and sneered: "This is my business, you don't need to know." ”