Chapter 341: Xi Wanqing's Cruel Punishment (1 more)

"The Ba family has been trying to marry the Su family, and the extremely talented Ba Tianlei of the Ba family's generation has been trying to pursue Su Yumeng, but this Chu Tiance has been in a relationship with Su Yumeng for some reason, and Ba Shenghong was defeated in the inner door selection competition, and the grievances became deeper and deeper, and later Ba Tianlei and Ba Shenghong were killed by Chu Tiance, and the grudges between the two sides could not be reconciled. ”

Xi Wanqing carefully looked at Zhao Tianguang's expression, and the regret in his tone became more and more real.

In fact, he was really very regretful, but he regretted that he didn't get Chu Tiance's essence and blood origin.

The bloodline of the Dark Sword King is the foundation of Chu Tiance and the biggest secret, so it is naturally impossible to expose it.

As a result, the mutation of the bloodline of the five-rank peak Black Yan Beast, accidentally taking the blood spirit grass, and being promoted to the seventh-grade peak, became the official rhetoric.

Xi Wanqing himself is the pinnacle of the fourth-grade ice wolf bloodline, and after a metamorphosis and promotion to the fifth-grade, he can no longer improve the quality of the bloodline.

After being promoted to the Tibetan Realm, he could already clearly feel that the bloodline bottleneck was beginning to truly suppress his cultivation speed. Therefore, trying to obtain the means of secondary bloodline mutation through Chu Tiance, or simply refining Chu Tiance's bloodline essence has become the best way to impact the bloodline limit in Xi Wanqing's heart and break through the bottleneck of returning to Tibet.

Zhao Tianguang raised his eyebrows, a hint of playfulness appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly asked, "Elder Xi, what is your bloodline?"

Xi Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and replied casually: "Originally, it was the peak ice wolf bloodline of the fourth grade, and he took the elixir and was promoted to the fifth grade. ”

However, in the next moment, a force as deep as the sea and tyrannical as fire exploded.

Xi Wanqing only felt a huge shock all over his body, his limbs and hundreds of bones were completely choked, and the whole person was like a toad pressed by stones, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

Zhao Tianguang suddenly screamed, his eyes flickered, like two swords, stabbing into Cheng Songquan's pupils.

Cheng Songquan trembled, his face instantly turned pale, his teeth kept chattering, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and an extreme fear suddenly grabbed his heart completely.

"Cheng Songquan, your Devil Crying Vine Luo bloodline is born at the peak of the fifth grade, as long as you take the elixir, it is very likely to be promoted to the seventh grade, and with your qualifications and understanding, it already requires great luck to be promoted to the early stage of the Yuan Soul Realm, and there will be no bloodline bottleneck at all!

Zhao Tianguang's voice was violent and fiery, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Not only Cheng Songquan, but all of a sudden, almost every living creature in the pavilion felt an indescribable depression and fear.

Eight Rank Bloodline, the late stage of the Yuan Soul Realm!

In the entire inner gate, Zhao Tianguang is the top existence!

Cheng Songquan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes instantly turned gray, and he said in a low voice: "Great Elder, it is his subordinates who are blind and blind, Xi Wanqing said that Chu Tiance was suppressed by the Ba family, and there is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, no matter what, he must take refuge in the Divine Blood Peak." It's just that the subordinates didn't expect that this son was a real genius, and it was too late to regret it. ”

Xi Wanqing, who was suppressed by Zhenyuan, showed a hint of coldness in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, in his heart, it was too late to rise to regret, only deep fear and despair.

Zhao Tianguang glanced at Xi Wanqing coldly, and a trace of murderous intent rose in his eyes.

A strong person in the Yuan Soul Realm can truly control the soul power.

No matter how perfectly Xi Wanqing's expression, demeanor, and tone were camouflaged, the fluctuation of his soul breath, with his realm of returning to the Tibetan realm, facing a great master in the late stage of the Yuan Soul Realm like Zhao Tianguang, he couldn't really disguise it at all. Almost instantly, Zhao Tianguang felt the abnormality of Xi Wanqing's soul fluctuations, and then tested it with his bloodline grade, just to verify this judgment.

As for the truth of torture, Cheng Songquan is obviously a better target.

In this matter, Cheng Songquan was only bewitched by Xi Wanqing, not the mastermind.

Even from beginning to end, Cheng Songquan was noncommittal about this matter, and even had a lot of criticism.

The reason is as Zhao Tianguang said, if Cheng Songquan really wants to improve the bloodline realm, he only needs to continue to contribute to the sect, and he can buy high-grade elixirs. Although it is extremely expensive, it is a bright road that can be seen and walked through after all, which is completely different from Xi Wanqing's helpless and hopeless trapped beast fight.

The second reason is that Cheng Songquan's bloodline is the ghost crying vine.

The Devil Cry Vine is not a spirit animal, but a rather bizarre plant life that is biased towards soul cultivation.

Its talent "Ghost Cry" is actually a soul attack.

At this time, the soul of Zhao Tianguangyuan's late stage of the soul realm was strong and sharp, like a sword and a sword, crushing Cheng Songquan's soul defense in one fell swoop, coupled with the terrifying coercion of the bloodline of the eight-rank spirit beast, Cheng Songquan was completely defeated in an instant. All of a sudden, the soul was lost, the emotions were broken, and the whole soul was almost completely sunk under the coercion of terror.

didn't even need Zhao Tianguang, just like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, confessing all the details.

It's just that the soul is shocked, the blood is coerced, and the two sides are attacking, and Cheng Songquan can't even speak.

After talking about half a cup of tea, Cheng Songquan finished speaking intermittently.

Zhao Tianguang's gaze swept over everyone, and for a moment, most of the elders bowed their heads slightly.

Xi Wanqing, they actually know more or less about it. At the earliest, although Chu Tiance was the leader of the Little Ascending Heaven War, most of the elders had a similar attitude to Xi Wanqing, under the suppression of the Ba family, Chu Tiance could only get a way out of life by surrendering to the Divine Blood Peak, and later, Chu Tiance was born out of thin air and rose to prominence, and he could no longer regret it.

"Xi Wanqing, you go to the outer regions to fight, if you don't die for three hundred years, return to the sect!"

Zhao Tianguang's voice was gentle, but the expressions of everyone around him changed suddenly.

"Three hundred years of fighting in the outer realms, Elder Xi is certain to die this time. ”

"With his cultivation, I am afraid that the remaining longevity may not be three hundred years. ”

"It's better to just die, in the outer lands, but there are too many places, the slightest carelessness is a dilemma of life and death. ”

"Want to die? Where is it so easy, this kind of guilty body enters the outer realm, not even a spirit beast, it is simply a puppet. ”

The low voice of discussion continued to sound, and there was a thick fear in the voice, and there was both sympathy and mockery in the eyes that looked at Xi Wanqing.

When Xi Wanqing heard this, his body suddenly weakened, as if his bones had been removed, and he collapsed to the ground.

A bleak despair and fear completely filled his heart.

Zhao Tianguang casually connected the dots, and the true yuan instantly locked Xi Wanqing's true yuan, bloodline, and soul, no matter whether Xi Wanqing wanted to escape or commit suicide, there was no possibility. The means of the late stage of the Yuan Soul Realm were not at all something that Xi Wanqing, a martial artist in the early stage of the Tibetan Realm, could resist.

(End of chapter)