The ground is a blood-colored 10,000-year-old blood stone, the palace is all red, the disciples are all dressed in red robes, and there is a faint blood qi wafting in the air, this blood qi is very helpful for cultivation, this is the blood palace.

Ye Liantian frowned, seemed to be preoccupied, and walked quickly into the Great Commander Hall.

Zhao Qingli and dozens of other people gathered in the hall, and the general on the main seat was dressed in a pale red robe, thirty years old, with a square face, red phoenix eyes, and holding a pitch-black ghost head sword in both hands, he never left this sword, and there was no too much expression on his face at the moment, as if the person who was angry and roaring before was not him.

Song Chongyuan, the seven holy ruins into the void, occupying the fourth place in the list of Tianyuan masters in the Chaos Mountain for nearly a hundred years, except for the three demons who cultivated spells, he has always ranked first among the masters, but nearly a year ago, the Lingsha monk arrived, narrowly defeated him by half a move, and barely fell fifth, but even so, no one can underestimate him below the three realms of the emperor.

Seeing Ye Liantian coming in, he asked, "How?" ”

Ye Liantian bowed his hand, sighed, and said, "The antidote of the Blood King Ancestor and several Holy Ruins seniors has not yet been prepared by the wizards. Miss Song, Ying Ba and Qian Xuan are dying, and there is an unknown vicious true qi in their bodies that is always consuming their vitality! ”

When a group of people in the hall heard this, their faces were ugly.

Then Song Chongyuan asked, "How long can Evening Star and Win Eight live?" ”

Ye Liantian hesitated for a moment and said, "They are all from famous families, and their divine bodies and bloodlines are much stronger than ordinary people, but ...... I only have a little more than a year to live! ”

Song Chongyuan's index finger tapped on the armrest, and after a while, he said, "What kind of strange method did Xin Zhuo use?" Why is it so vicious? ”

He checked Song Wanxing and a few people, and he couldn't see what it was, but he felt that this true qi was vast and vast, mysterious and impermanent, and it was okay at all, if it was too much into the body, it would be difficult to understand if the true immortal came!

This kind of thing shouldn't have appeared in a kid from the Primal Realm of the Holy King!

Ye Liantian smiled bitterly: "I don't know, but there has been news from my hometown, Xin Zhuo's special true qi, you don't need to look at his mood completely, once you use it, the injured are basically helpless!" ”

"You haven't done anything with him in the Xiniu Domain?" Song Chongyuan asked.

Ye Liantian and Zhao Qingli glanced at each other and shook their heads: "At that time, he was still a great sage cultivator, and with the blessing of the Buddha Gate and the Yao clan of Sandao Mountain, we couldn't bully him with a high realm, and later we did it with him in the ruins of the Kingdom of God, but it was a foreign god of the true technique!" ”

Song Chongyuan was silent, and said after a while: "This son insulted my Blood Palace and almost killed Miss Song, this revenge cannot be avenged, but this son has been shrinking into the Snow Palace for the past few months, is there a way for you to lure him out......"

Zhao Qingli wanted to speak and stopped.

Ye Liantian said solemnly: "The Great Commander still doesn't know how terrible that Xin Zhuo is, this person has entered the Holy King from the Great Sage Initial Realm in a few years, cracked many taboos, and is resourceful, if he doesn't want to come out, we can't let him obey even if we want to break his head, if he comes out by himself, he must have the confidence to be invincible and immortal." ”

Song Chongyuan smiled indifferently: "It's an exaggeration, let him be cunning like a fox, he is always a kid in the first realm of the Holy King." ”

"Grand Commander!"

At this time, a person outside suddenly hurriedly entered, and bowed: "The Snow Palace has changed greatly, the Snow Palace Grand Commander Jun Lingxiao and several Saint King Middle Realm masters were surrounded and killed by that Xin Zhuo, digging out their hearts and lungs, and they were miserable.

At this moment, no one in the Snow Palace is not afraid of Xin Zhuo's three points! ”

Song Chongyuan's face finally changed a little, full of doubts, puzzlement, and confusion, he and Jun Lingxiao are old friends, this person's methods and domineering, he knows, how can he be besieged and killed by Xin Zhuo's kid?

When did the Saint King Primal Realm have the ability to kill the Sacred Ruins master?

Isn't the disciple of the Snow Palace under the control of Jun Ling Xiao?

Ye Liantian and Zhao Qingli were instantly terrified, how did Xin Zhuo do it?

Fortunately, the person who reported it immediately said: "Xin Zhuo seems to be healing the Snow King and a few people!" ”

Song Chongyuan looked at Ye Liantian and exclaimed, "Xin Zhuo is a martial doctor? ”

Ye Liantian thought for a moment and said, "He seems to have practiced under the Donghua Ming Domain Medical Emperor. ”

"Can he cure the Snow King?"

"It's hard to say, but I don't think he's stronger than my Blood Palace's eight-hundred-year-old witch doctor!"

"Hmm......"

Song Chongyuan put his mind at ease, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "It is reported that Zhu Yao and Chen of the Martial God Valley are stunned; Feiyue, Yuan Miaoyin, Jiang Yong, Jiang Baifei, Zhao Qianyuan, Ying Quren and others who killed Shenhai were all from Ben Xin Zhuo? ”

Ye Liantian's expression was secretive: "Yes!" ”

"In the first realm of the Holy King, the entire Chaos Mountain is an enemy, but it's interesting!" Song Chongyuan waved his hand, "Go and inform the Martial God Valley and the Killing God Sea, while the Snow Palace Jun Ling Xiao is dead, we can join forces to suppress the Snow Palace!" ”

"Whoa!"

……

The Sea of Killing Gods is really a sea in the chaotic mountains, but this sea is only one zhang deep, and it is full of stalagmites, white jade, and source stones, and the environment is very complicated.

Eight hundred humble palaces and six thousand six hundred thatched huts were built on these stalagmites, and the fog was like the abode of the gods.

The four figures were sitting in the corner of the "Stone Sea" in a deep lake fishing, they were obviously killing Shenhai disciples, but they never came out of the task, but whenever there were Killing Shenhai disciples passing by, they all kept saluting to show respect.

Even the same is true of the great commander of the "Killing God Sea".

Jiang Baifei has a long physique, a white face and no beard, saying that he is twenty-five or six years old, in his thirties, or in his forties, a pair of small eyes are always half-open and half-closed, and occasionally wider, just to do it, in the past few months, there have been no less than hundreds of disciples of the Killing God Sea who have been defeated by him with one move.

Although he didn't show the slightest bit of arrogance, he seemed to radiate a pride that defied anyone from his bones.

The positive number and countdown of the Jiang family in the three mountains of Donghua Mingyu are all fourth-generation disciples, and when Jiang Wen sees it, he also wants to shout Uncle Nineteen.

At this moment, he said slowly: "At the beginning, I said that I would go directly to the Snow Palace, and I would kill the Shenhai Sea, the name of this force sounds a little indiscriminate, it's really boring!" ”

Zhao Qianyuan, Zhao Tong'er's cousin, the countdown is also the fourth generation, shook his head slightly: "The name is just a code name, killing the Shenhai is always better than a turtle shell, not to mention the rules of one place and one place, the emperor and the three masters here, stipulate that the same door cannot be killed, we all went to Xin Zhuo's side, timid, one is not good to be besieged by a group of holy realm three paths, it is really boring!"

The seven major forces of this chaotic mountain are hostile to each other, and when we go elsewhere, it is convenient to do it, whether we kill or capture it alive, no one can say anything. ”

Jiang Baifei threw the fishing rod and said, "That's right, but in fact, we were all put on the Raushzi Tianyuan List, so as long as Xin Zhuo is not a fool, he will find out that we have arrived!" As expected, he hid in the snow palace and didn't come out. Will we be able to break into the Snow Palace? The people of this chaotic mountain are not weak! ”

The eldest brother of the Ying family, the eldest brother of the Ying Si people, said: "It is really difficult to do it now, if you can promote the unity of the seven families and join forces to destroy the Snow Palace, it is also interesting, and the three masters of the Heng and Vertical Emperors have all been injured." ”

After speaking, the three of them looked at an old man at the front who was hunched over, and said in unison: "Old Jiang, you are the most familiar with Xin Zhuo, you squeak!" ”

"Squeak."

Jiang Yong turned his back to the three of them, holding the fishing rod, not at all like a master of the holy ruins, but like a fishmonger selling fish in the countryside, and this "squeak" was very serious.

Jiang Baifei's faces were very long.

Ying Qu said: "Old Jiang, this joke is not funny at all!" ”

Jiang Yong turned his head, and his old face was like a frosted eggplant: "I don't have an idea, I advise you to think of an idea as soon as possible, it's too late!" ”

Zhao Qianyuan frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

Jiang Yong slowly pulled up the fishing rod, threw up a small fry, and said: "To be honest, the old man can't understand Xin Zhuo, how many times is it obviously a dead end, but he has been played alive; Many times it was obviously a live game, but he had to play to death! ”

Jiang Baifei frowned and said, "Seventh brother, why do I think what you said is like a fortune teller, what do you want to say?" Is he dead or alive this time? ”

Jiang Yong said word by word: "Dead!" There are at least seven or eight Holy Ruins masters in this chaotic mountain who want to put him to death! Outside, the Red Emperor and an Emperor Extreme Ancestor from the Central Region are healing, and within ten years, if their injuries are slightly better, they will enter the Chaos Mountain!

Ten years may be half a lifetime for ordinary people, but for a martial artist, especially the Saint King Realm, it is like a day, so even if we can't kill or capture him alive, he will only have ten years at most.

Yuqing's head is very flexible, he will definitely think of it, but he didn't go, he didn't leave, he naturally has an idea, once he has an idea, he can kill us if he doesn't do it, he often does this! ”

Jiang Baifei sneered: "What did he do to kill us?" Perhaps, he just didn't have a place to go? ”

Jiang Yong said: "The old man doesn't think so! ”

Zhao Qianyuan's eyes widened: "Why don't you think so?" Can he go against the sky? How many times can he use that one-time spell? God sent him? Conjured out of thin air? ”

Jiang Yong said: "I think whatever I think when I'm happy!" ”

"Forget it, disperse!"

The four of them got up together, threw their fishing rods, and went their own way.

Before he had gone far, a golden armored figure came to the front like a ghost, and the sword intent around him was surrounded, it was the Eight Desolate Mountain Feiyue, and said with a smile: "The four of you go slowly, Xin Zhuo set up a bureau in the Snow Palace to kill the Snow Palace Commander Jun Ling Xiao, and the Martial God Valley and the Blood Palace invited me to defeat the Snow Palace and hunt down Xin Zhuo, are you interested?" ”

Jiang Baifei and the three of them looked back violently, with a smile on their faces.

Jiang Yong stroked his beard and sighed lightly. (End of chapter)