Chapter 0295: The Horror of the Floating Dust

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Viciously glanced at the many strong people in the pavilion, and felt the banter in the eyes of others, Bloody Punishment snorted coldly, waved his hand, and jumped directly onto the eaves of the compound, and disappeared without a trace. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Please search (product # book ¥ net) to see the most complete! update the fastest novel

No one expected that the Blood Punishment Heaven would leave like this, and the five or six powerhouses who ascended the Blood Demon Tower were like pins and needles. After hesitating for a moment, he finally got up and left with the powerhouses of the Seven Holy Lands.

The remaining Holy Land powerhouses in the garden were silent all of a sudden, and the timid ones were even already trembling.

They can't be said to be ashamed of their behavior like this, who called a Venerable like the Blood Punishment Heaven to give others a momentum to fly, no matter how arrogant they are, can they still be presumptuous in front of the Venerable who crushed the Blood Demon Tower?

Didn't you see that the Sword Emperor didn't say a word under the crown, which shows how terrifying that Mr. Emperor and the mysterious powerhouse who suddenly showed his strength were.

Without the Blood Punishment Heaven, which is even more-stirring, Di Yunxiao's face is obviously softer, and he still intends to win over other holy places, after all, he and the other party are not mortal enemies.

Being able to snipe and defeat Luo Tianbao in advance, and then squeeze out and torture the bloody punishment heaven today, such a good show even Di Yunxiao felt that it was too smooth for a while.

"It's a guest from afar, don't be polite when you invite all the powerful people in the Holy Land to a banquet today. Although the Great Qian Dynasty is not as rich as the Holy Land, it is still full of good wine and good food. ”

With a wave of his hand, dozens of jars of fragrant liquor that had been buried for more than twenty years were served, and the mellow fragrance that had just been opened instantly seduced the roundworms in the stomachs of many holy land powerhouses.

Those who can visit the palace at night are also strong masters with the lowest cultivation, even if the Seven Holy Lands have a strong aura and countless exercises, they are basically old people who are over half a hundred years old.

Most people have experienced love, hatred, hatred and tragic battles on the rivers and lakes, men, without exception, there are only two ways to relax under the pressure: wine and green building!

When it comes to fine wine, these elders and powerhouses in the Holy Land have a unique ability to appreciate wine, and they can judge the quality of wine just by smelling it.

When the palace maid placed a jar of wine in front of many powerful people in the Holy Land, many old drunkards picked up the jar and drank wildly.

"Refreshing! Good wine, I didn't expect the ordinary emperor to have such a superb wine. ”

"Yes, although it is slightly inferior to Wanbaolou's Qionghua Brew, it is definitely the best in the world. ”

"Hahaha, it's worth the trip, hurry!"

Seeing that the original tense atmosphere had softened a little, Emperor Yunxiao personally poured wine for Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng.

After all, among the Seven Holy Lands, the influence of Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng was too great, comparable to that of the First Buddha of Xiaoleiyin Temple, King Kong Undefeated Buddha.

If this one bites on his own, it is very likely that he will really incite the Seven Holy Lands to make a comeback in the end, and then the Great Qianchao will face a truly large-scale 10,000-year-old giant.

"Senior Feng, please use it!"

Emperor Yunxiao held the wine glass, staring at Feng Xuesheng's face without blinking, and the Sword Emperor Li Manlou on the side also raised his wine jug, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the table.

A faint coldness filled Di Yunxiao's table, and Feng Xuesheng's sharp eyes as sharp as a sword stared at Di Yunxiao's face without blinking, as if he wanted to see him through.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, just when Di Yunxiao was already impatient and was about to put down the white jade cup, Feng Xue was vivid.

Slowly put his calloused right hand on the white jade cup in front of him, the Sword Emperor smiled, yes, smiled solemnly, and pulled out the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"That's right! The future is terrifying, a new generation replaces the old! This glass of wine, this seat has drunk, and it will give you five years. The top of Tianjian Mountain, better than me, that Great Qian Dynasty can be regarded as truly recognized by the Holy Land for its dominance in Ganzhou!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Manlou and Di Yunxiao's eyes shrank, they didn't expect Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng to put forward such a condition.

Five years is only a few retreats for them standing at the peak of the land of Kyushu, and at this point, the slightest progress is commendable.

Di Yunxiao is indeed strong enough now, but he is still a little immature compared to Feng Xuesheng, who has stepped into the Soul Realm and controls the Ten Thousand Divine Sword.

After being silent for a while, Di Yunxiao smiled, raised the white jade cup and drank it directly: "I look forward to five years later, I can compete with the most powerful swordsman in this world!"

The Sword Emperor didn't say much, he also raised his glass and poured the amber wine into his mouth, and for the first time showed an appreciative smile on his face.

In his opinion, if Emperor Yunxiao dares to accept this condition, then he can see his unruly nature!

Although, only giving Di Yunxiao five years to develop is indeed a bit harsh. However, this is the rivers and lakes, and today's Emperor Yunxiao's methods make him very amazing, so he is willing to give five years of time.

If it were someone else who dared to provoke the Seven Holy Lands like this, then there was absolutely no reason to be so lenient.

The Sword Emperor's gaze inadvertently swept over the Sword Emperor on his right, he actually had a greater ambition in his heart, giving Emperor Yunxiao five years of experience, in fact, it was still for himself to find a whetstone.

As the pinnacle sword emperor of the Shushan Sword Sect for three thousand years, he had been in the Soul Realm for twenty-five years, and he urgently needed a good whetstone to help him break the shackles.

That's right!

The Sword Emperor thought that his talent was excellent, and he was the most outstanding one in the land of Kyushu for three thousand years, but he saw that the Sword Emperor, who had been pressed by himself, took the lead in breaking through to the peak of the Soul Realm.

For him, this is a depressing shame, since the era of fame, he has been suppressing the same generation of strong people for nearly seventy years, which can be described as a frozen era.

The appearance of Emperor Yunxiao coincidentally conformed to his desperate choice, so he would make concessions for five years, which could be regarded as giving Li Manlou and the mysterious female venerable a face.

At night, the starry sky shines as always, but this night is destined to make countless people unable to sleep.

The wine banquet dispersed at three o'clock, except for the Sword Emperor, who had drifted away after drinking, the eyes of the other three Sect Masters who looked at Emperor Yunxiao changed.

They never expected that Feng Xuesheng, the sect master of the Shushan Sword Sect, who could almost be regarded as the first person in the Seven Holy Lands, would really recognize this quietly rising junior.

Not only that, but it also set the decisive battle on the top of Tianjian Mountain in five years.

This is equivalent to announcing that hundreds of millions of living beings in the land of Kyushu, his Sword Emperor Feng Xuesheng, a generation of kendo overlords, recognized that Emperor Yunxiao had enough strength to fight him in five years.

Even if Di Yunxiao is not famous now, as long as this news is released, the land of Kyushu will be shaken.

When the three sect masters left the palace, their eyes were complicated, and they looked at each other, the aggressiveness of the six holy lands together, who would have thought that in the end, it would end like a farce.

No one could have imagined that a Mr. Emperor would direct a good show that made the Seven Holy Lands fall this time.

"Fuchenzi, who is the veiled Venerable Venerable in the pavilion, and why don't we have any impression of her?"

Venerable Yan Yue of the Strange Thing Xuan had a hesitant face, it was really that the picture of the one who had a momentum to defeat the Blood Punishment Heaven was too terrifying, and his strength was not proportional at all.

Fuchenzi's spirit is a little bad, and his eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, are now more gloomy and terrifying.

"No, it can't be! Demon, it's a demon, a big demon!"

Fu Chenzi's expression was a little crazy, an old face turned red, and then the blood receded, and he opened his mouth wide and gasped, as if the words just now had exhausted his last trace of strength.

Yan Yue and Hua Caishen's faces changed greatly, and the two of them supported Fuchenzi together, and returned directly to the inn's Tianzi room.

After two hours, Fuchenzi gradually eased his breath, his face was withered, and his lips were trembling.

"Old Taoist, what did you calculate that would consume vitality?"

The eyesight of the God of Wealth is not covered, there are other holy hands who are also good at medicine, and after taking the pulse of Fuchenzi, he guessed that the old Taoist priest may have divined something terrible.

With a long sigh, Floating Dust had never felt so nervous.

"The old Taoist priest Meng Lang, during the banquet, the old Taoist took the broken hair dropped by the donor, and used it to perform "Easy Calculation", wanting to find out where the female Venerable came from!"

The Flower God of Wealth and Yan Yue's eyes widened, and they became interested, to be honest, they were extremely curious about the identity of that female Venerable who had cultivated to a supreme level.

After being silent for a long time, Fuchenzi spurted out a lot of blood, his pale face trembled, and his mouth was full of wry smiles.

"That one is not a man!"

"Huh?"

"What?"

The God of Wealth and Yan Yue both had stiff expressions, is this scolding? It is not a good habit for the Supreme Sect of the Holy Land to arrange a generation of supreme female venerables behind their backs.

Looking at the black clouds on the faces of the two masters, Fuchenzi slapped his thigh: "You two raunchy old things, that peerless powerhouse is a demon, the peerless demon of the demon clan!

Whew!

There was a dead silence in the guest room, and the two supremes of the Flower Wealth and Yan Yue seemed to be restrained in their throats, and they couldn't make a sound.

They actually sat in front of a peerless demon of the demon race, and they didn't notice it at all, which was too absurd.

"Old Daoist, you're not fooling us, are you? Although our cultivation realm is not as good as His Excellency the Sword Emperor, it is not so much that it is impossible to tell whether that person is a human or a demon. ”

"Yes, I haven't noticed a single bit of demonic energy!"

When the floating dust heard this, he looked up to the sky and sighed:

"Don't say that we are waiting, even His Excellency the Sword Emperor is probably just a little confused, that Demon Venerable has already stepped on the extreme realm of the worldly realm, and I am afraid that he will try to challenge the Vientiane True Tribulation. ”

Between the words, with a hint of horror, a demon lord appeared in the human world that surpassed the level of the five souls, which set off a monstrous tsunami on the calm lake.