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The fingers of the Desolate God Temple Fuchenzi trembled slightly, and when he arrived, he had actually seen the identity of Emperor Yunxiao, which is why he was so panicked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning, the old friend Xuanyuan Hua concluded that this person was not the bloodline of the Xuanyuan clan, so neither of them helped each other, who would have thought that Emperor Yunxiao would be able to escape from the bombardment of the Red Martial God Thunder?

The strange appearance of the floating dust was seen by the sharp-eyed Feng Xuesheng, and the Sword Emperor immediately spoke: "Old Taoist, don't hide it, even if you don't want to wade into this troubled water, but it is related to the foundation of the Seven Holy Lands, and you should be careful." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Chenzi still nodded: "Everyone, do you still remember the farce during the grand ceremony of Xiaoleiyin Temple?"

When many masters heard this, their eyes were turned to the bloody punishment heaven with a flushed and angry face, but because he suppressed Emperor Yunxiao at the beginning, he used super supernatural powers, and as a result, he was imprisoned by the Buddhas of Xiaoleiyin Temple for more than a year.

Fortunately, many masters also gave Blood Punishment Heaven three points of face, and after just a glance, they refocused their eyes on Fuchenzi's body, waiting for his explanation.

"Although that person used the fire attribute exercise, it was the last one, but it was mixed with the most orthodox Buddha Dao Golden Wheel, and the next one, presumably even if the old man didn't say it, you should know it!"

There was a dead silence in the guest room, and many of the supreme masters were not stupid, and they quickly remembered the beginning and end of the matter.

The one who can make Venerable Luo look like this is undoubtedly a Venerable one, and there is only one possibility for those who can reach this point by using Buddhist means except for the many Buddhas in Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"That person didn't die, and he survived the thunderstorm again and became a Venerable?"

After a long time, Strange Things Xuan Sect Supreme Yan Yue was the first to speak, and his lips trembled a little.

This result is undoubtedly unbelievable to many masters, after all, the Red Martial God Thunder is a heavenly punishment that even the powerhouses of the Soul Realm can hardly resist, and it can easily blast people into a pile of coke.

Fuchenzi nodded: "That Mr. Emperor must not have died, but I didn't expect that in three years, this person's cultivation has been surpassed to such an extent." Even among us, there are only one or two who can match him. ”

Blood Punishment Heaven's face was pale, as if it was soaked in ink, and the evil qi that escaped from his whole body made all the Sect Masters frown again and again, but most of them didn't say anything.

Everyone knows that since the grand ceremony of the Little Lei Yin Temple, the Blood Punishment Heaven almost sent that Mr. Emperor to meet the King of Hades. Now that people have returned strongly, their cultivation has increased dramatically, even if they are old and immortal, they are a little worried.

Fighting alone, although Luo Tianbao lacked spiritual weapons and could not reach the most powerful peak level, it was really jaw-dropping to be pressed and beaten by Emperor Yunxiao like this.

It is conceivable that when the negotiations between the First Birthday Holy Land and the Great Qianchao fell into the most embarrassing situation, Mr. Nadi and the Bloody Punishment Heaven must have a battle to the death, how should it end at that time?

"Why don't you want to speak one by one? Are you afraid of that guy? Our Venerable Sect Master of the Holy Land has suffered such humiliation in the mortal dynasty! Now there is no need to talk about anything, please ask the Sword Emperor to consider it and destroy the Great Qian Dynasty!"

After being silent for a long time, Blood Punishment Heaven spit out a sentence word by word, which made the eyelids of the rest of the Sect Masters jump wildly, and secretly scolded Blood Punishment Heaven in their hearts for really being good at pulling skin.

Obviously, he was on a death line with others, so he had to pull other holy places into the water, which refuted the face of the holy land, but in the end, it was not the big trouble he caused himself.

However, Emperor Yunxiao's beating Venerable Luo like this did make the Venerable Sect Leader present dissatisfied, and his heart was inexplicably a little more disgusted and resistant.

Although the seven holy places are not as peaceful as they seem, in general, they can be regarded as the same qi and branches, which is the fundamental law for preserving the existence of the holy land for thousands of years.

"That's enough! Blood Punishment Heaven, mobilize all the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land, it seems that tonight is indeed necessary to meet the cooking masters of the Great Qian Dynasty Palace!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the God of Wealth and others were round, and they finally nodded and did not refuse. Di Yunxiao made such a move, obviously fearless, they wanted to see what hole cards this originally dead person had to rely on.

At night, in the lobby of the inn, the shopkeeper had already been replaced by a person from the Holy Land, and many people were waiting for them to prepare their night clothes.

These big people in the Holy Land were standing or sitting, gathering here, some of them sneering between their eyebrows, and some of them were with a touch of sorrow, they didn't pay any attention to the palace of the mortal dynasty.

However, today, when the news came out that Venerable Luo was seriously injured, these heads and brains in the Holy Land woke up to the fact that the Great Qian Dynasty was not without ruthless people, and this pool of water was very deep.

At three o'clock, the stars in the sky are shining, the half-sized moon is like a beauty's curved moon eyebrows, it looks unusually beautiful, dozens of figures are like birds, easily crossing the six-zhang high palace wall.

The patrolling armor soldiers and the generals defending the city did not squint, but they did not even notice the slightest sound, as if a curtain was covered in front of them.

Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng carried a sword box behind his back, and the simple and vicissitudes of the sword hilt was full of the breath of time.

This time, Cheng Jianfeng, the helmsman of the Ganzhou branch of the Shushan Sword Sect, also followed, looking at the sword box behind the ancestor, Cheng Jianfeng's face showed a look of envy and respect.

The sword box behind Feng Xuesheng contained the strongest sword of the three spiritual weapons of the Shushan Sword Sect, known as the 'Ten Thousand Divine Sword' of the Heavenly Sword.

Although I don't know if it can be compared to the legendary super spirit weapon, in the land of Kyushu, it can definitely be called the strongest sword killing weapon.

Feng Xuesheng has always been easy not to expose the Ten Thousand Divine Sword, but today he surprisingly carried the sword box behind his back, and it was not difficult to see that his ancestor was actually not as calm as his heart.

Sword Emperor Li Manlou is the lingering shadow of the Seven Holy Lands, even if he is also a powerhouse of the Five Souls, in order to ensure that he can be suppressed, the Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng brought all the Ten Thousand Divine Swords.

The stars in the sky are shining, and the palace illuminated by the half-moon is like a layer of snow-white sand, and the smart light and shadow are fascinating.

Kindness?

"Wait!"

Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng frowned, let out a cry of surprise, his body fell on the eaves of a palace, and his eyes locked on a pavilion in the northeast corner.

"Brother Feng, you actually have the heart to visit the imperial palace at night, why don't you greet your little brother, it's good to be the east! ”

Under the faint moonlight, the hearts of the bigwigs of many holy lands jumped when they heard this voice, and even worse, their backs were already wet.

Sword Emperor Li Manlou leaned on the handrail of the pavilion, looked at the group of strong men on the forehead of the palace with a smile, and his words were full of ridicule, and finally stretched out his right hand and invited the strong man on the eaves to come down.

Beside him, Emperor Yunxiao sat cross-legged, the stone platform was full of delicacies, and bursts of rich fragrance drifted with the wind, entering the nostrils of these bigwigs, causing everyone's dissatisfaction.

Wanbaolou's God of Wealth is a fat man, but in addition to his love for wealth, the most important thing is food.

After just two sips, he could also feel the smell of dozens of precious medicinal herbs mixed with the rich fragrance, and he could be sure that the eight dishes on the stone table were worth more than a thousand gold.

Boom!

The God of Flower Wealth subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his stomach gurgled uncontrollably, which attracted the angry eyes of many holy land powerhouses.

How could the Supreme Sect Master of the Holy Land make such a tasteless action because of a meal, it was simply a loss of face in the Holy Land.

It was just that the round Sect Venerable sneered disdainfully at the anger of the others, how did those people know how much strength the delicacies on the table had.

Even though he was the head of the Great Holy Land, he really hadn't tasted a medicinal diet with dozens of hundred-year-old medicinal ingredients, and the cost alone exceeded thousands of gold coins, and if he put it outside, this table of medicinal food would cost tens of thousands of gold dragon coins to eat.

"Ouch, isn't this His Excellency the Sword Emperor, do you still remember a certain God of Wealth, the big shopkeeper of Wanbaolou back then?"

Maitreya Buddha-like flower god of wealth jumped directly from the eaves, agile movements like apes, see the emperor Yunxiao can't help but jaw again, this face is really worthy of one of the 'three wealth' of the teaching.

Counting the place where the strong man of the Holy Land and Emperor Yunxiao and others feasted was only more than 20 zhang apart, and three or five toes touched the ground, and the God of Wealth had already come to the edge of the pavilion.

At a glance, I saw Di Yunxiao and another figure sitting in the shadows, although my heart was shaken, I still greeted him with a smile.

Seeing the God of Wealth leaving, Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng pulled out a smile helplessly: "That's it, since it has been seen by the master's family, then we don't have to cower, let's go together." ”

The Sword Emperor spoke, and even if the others were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say anything more, so they got off the eaves and walked towards the pavilion.

In the darkness, Emperor Yunxiao beckoned to the maids on the side: "Tell the imperial dining room to set up five tables for the banquet now, and the distinguished guests of the holy land are coming, so we must also take care of them." ”

Don't look at the waiter's cute face, but she is also an old character who has experienced I don't know how many palace fights, otherwise she would not become a female guard next to the concubine.

"Yes, Your Highness, the maidservant will go and command. ”

bowed, the maid walked out of the garden in three or two steps, and went directly to the imperial dining room to dispatch meals, but of course the meal for the banquet was not as good as the table of medicinal food of Emperor Yunxiao.

It didn't take long for dozens of delicate palace maids to carry pots of delicacies that had just come out of the pot and placed them on the five stone tables that had already been placed.

There were a total of six stone benches at Emperor Yunxiao's table, four of which were sitting on them, and only two were left, and many of the Venerable Beings in the Holy Land frowned, and the Blood Punishment Heaven snorted angrily.

The Sword Emperor glanced at it, his eyes squinted and he did it on one of the stone benches, his gaze glanced at the others, and finally settled on Emperor Yunxiao, who was holding a white jade wine glass.