Chapter 278: Pure Void Heavenly Venerable, Blood Realm Divine Might (Requested)
"It doesn't matter if he succeeds or not, with Uncle Shi and me here, can these ordinary people still turn the world upside down?" The third person spoke in an old-fashioned tone, but his voice was crisp, like a childish child.
Turn around and look.
But I saw that this person was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, black hair tied into a bun on his head, and a red robe on his body.
Although he looks young, his face is full of childishness and looks very vicious.
This person's name is Qingxu Daode Tianzun.
He is the youngest of the twelve true immortals.
Although he is young, his strength is quite impressive. This is because the ranking of true immortals is in order, generally speaking, because the resources of the immortal world are limited, the more you want to become an immortal in the future, the more stringent the conditions will be. On the other hand, their qualifications are bound to become stronger.
Although Qingxu Tianzun is at the bottom.
But its strength is far above the Huanglong True Immortals, even if it is placed among the Twelve True Immortals, it is also upstream.
Moreover, Qingxu Tianzun is also deeply loved by Yuan Shi Tianzun, and many Dao methods and immortal weapons in his hands are unique even among many senior brothers.
All kinds of reasons add up.
This makes this person very conceited and reckless.
Qin Shuo had learned a thing or two about these things from his master Taiyi Zhen, but the task to be carried out at this moment was very important after all, and he didn't want to make extraneous branches, so he could only stubbornly speak, "That evil demon is far beyond ordinary people in terms of means and temperament, and it can't be handled with common sense, if you act rashly, I'm afraid you will be ambushed, and the situation will not be good at that time." β
"Are you teaching me a lesson?"
Qingxu Tianzun sneered, "Don't say that you are such an ordinary man, even if your master Taiyi Zhenren appears here in person, don't want to point fingers at the old man." β
"The disciple is not talking wildly, but just ......"
Qin Shuo hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.
But before he could finish speaking, Qingxu Tianzun waved his hand impatiently to interrupt.
"There's no need for any messy planning." Qingxu Tianzun sneered and said, "Just deal with some mortals, and use these conspiracies, if it spreads, where will my face go?" β
"Listen to me, and when the time comes, I'll give the order, just charge forward."
Qingxu Tianzun said confidently, "I'll deal with that prince, and the rest of the ants will be left to you to choose." β
"Heavenly Venerable Wise!"
The others chimed in.
These people were all young disciples recruited by the immortals when they traveled in the mortal world.
In the face of such a real immortal as Qingxu Tianzun, he naturally has to find ways to curry favor, looking forward to being able to pull himself when Qingxu Tianzun soars to the upper realm in the future. Even if you go to the fairy world and become a slave and a maid, it is better than turning into a handful of loess in the lower realm.
Facing immortality at your fingertips.
Whether it is a prince or a general, or a generation of grandmasters, few can keep calm.
Seeing this, Qin Shuo was a little helpless, but he could only speak, "Then do what Uncle Shi said, and I will be responsible for dealing with Princess Zhu Xian." β
None of the others had an opinion.
Their eyes quickly swept over the many aristocratic youths, picking their own suitable prey.
Hearing this, Qingxu Tianzun sneered, "Zhu Xian, this name is rampant, but unfortunately he is a short-lived ghost and does not live long." β
Swish!
After some conversation.
A rough plan has been drawn up.
Qingxu Tianzun had been waiting impatiently, and roughly confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the plan.
He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and swept forward violently, without any sound of breaking the air, not even the ripples caused by air fluctuations, but the figure of Qingxu Tianzun disappeared in everyone's eyes out of thin air, and no one could see the movements on his body.
"It's worthy of an immortal, and such a method is indeed incredible."
Someone had an envious look on his face.
But not much to say.
Instead, they quietly dive into the darkness, and when chaos arises, they look for an opportunity to strike.
ββ
The other side.
After Zhu Xian left the tent.
The originally pale little face was immediately filled with a happy smile, and she stretched her waist and took two exaggerated breaths of fresh air. The smell of barbecue, fat and honey blew along the night breeze in the distance, making the worms in Zhu Xian's stomach rage.
She couldn't wait to get together with her group of fox friends.
While bragging, enjoy the prey caught earlier.
The mood jumped.
Zhu Xian almost trotted all the way, running in the direction of the distant bonfire, but gradually, she began to notice that something seemed to be wrong with her surroundings.
Although she is young, she already has the level of a great grandmaster.
Looking at the world, they are among the masters.
This camp is such a large area, under normal circumstances, Zhu Xian should be able to reach it after walking a little bit. But now, unconsciously, she had been walking for almost half an hour, and she still hadn't reached the border of the camp.
Haw!
The full moon in the sky is staggeringly large, occupying half of the canopy.
Under the frost-white moonlight, a line of crows quacked and flew over Zhu Xian's head.
The light in the surrounding tents, large and small, was gradually extinguished, and the sound of grease crackling in the flames was a little distant, and at last it was completely inaudible. The cold wind blew from the distant hills, rolling up the withered yellow blades of grass and the red skirt of Zhu Xian.
Zhu Xian is even simple-minded.
I also know that I am caught in some kind of maze at the moment.
But among the group of masters, who can have such the ability to quietly arrange such an amazing formation.
Could it be that it is not an immortal?
Zhu Xian chuckled in his heart, and his left hand clenched the long sword hanging from his waist.
It was pulled out with a cacophony of metal scraping.
"Who is it?"
With the long sword in hand, Zhu Xian's heart settled down a little.
She held the sword in both hands, put on a defensive posture, looked around, frowned and said loudly, "Who is pretending to be a ghost here, why don't you come out to this princess quickly!" β
Fluttering!
The sound of wings flapping into the air came from behind Zhu Xian.
In a highly tense situation, almost subconsciously, Zhu Xian turned around and stabbed out with a sword.
A foraging crow was pierced by a long sword, and the high-frequency vibration of the sword blade shattered the crow into a pink blood mist almost instantly.
"Whew-"
It wasn't some demon or monster that appeared behind him.
Zhu Xian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
But before she could spit out all her breath, the sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air exploded in her ears like the howls of a hundred beasts.
Hiss β
For more than ten years, Su Heng's ruthless stick education saved Zhu Xian's life.
Her toes tapped lightly, and her light body dodged outward like a rabbit.
The slender waist twisted in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out at the same time.
Bang!
Two long swords collide with each other.
The huge force that rippled in it made the white moonlight appear visibly distorted.
The fiery red dress flew in the frost-white moonlight, and Zhu Xian turned over, and fell to the ground with a sharp posture, only then did he look up in the direction of the comer.
Unexpected.
The so-called assassins were not the so-called immortals in her seventies and eighties, as she expected.
Rather, it was a burly young man with long silver-white hair and a cold glint in his eyes. is only about seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than Zhu Xian, but the temperament on his body is very cold and can even be described as vicissitudes, as if he has experienced many unimaginable things.
"Who are you?"
Zhu Xian pulled up his sword, raised his head, and said with a grin, "Who are you, why did you assassinate this princess?" β
"My name is Qin Shuo, a descendant of the Moon Wolf God."
Qin Shuo replied calmly, "My ancestors were killed by your master, and my parents, relatives, and the entire family of 3,821 people were beheaded by your father's iron horse. β
"It turned out that I was looking for revenge against Princess Ben." Zhu Xian licked his lips.
Her temperament was no longer as cynical as before, the muscles on her body were tense, and the black-red strength burned like a flame, leaving substantial smoke in the moonlight.
Swish!
Both shot at the same time.
In an instant, the sword had collided hundreds of times.
The surging air was like a whip swinging, blasting through columns of earthy yellow dust several meters high on the ground around it.
The broken and yellowed blades of grass were swept into the air by the force of the drumming, and then turned to powder in the translucent aftermath of the collision.
Zhu Xian had already used all his strength.
But as time passed, she gradually fell into disadvantage.
In fact, if he relied solely on strength and martial arts cultivation, Zhu Xian was not much inferior to Qin Shuo.
After all, her root bone comprehension is excellent, and Su Heng's teaching of Zhu Xian can be said to be unreserved. Zhu Xian's ability to have a strength comparable to that of an immortal is not too exaggerated.
But the point is.
Zhu Xian has been pampered since he was a child, even if Su Heng's attack is very painful, he will also grasp the measure.
But Qin Shuo has crawled out of the pile of dead people again and again, there is a great horror on the edge of life and death, but there is also a great opportunity, which can make a person with ordinary qualifications break through to the unbelievable realm.
What's more, Qin Shuo is a descendant of the ancient gods, and his martial arts realm is even more amazing, not inferior to some old-timers who have been famous for a long time.
In the very beginning.
Zhu Xian can still choose to resist hard with his physical fitness.
But as time passed, the injuries on her body became more and more serious, and even the strong vitality brought by the Heavenly Demon Sutra began to be suppressed.
Laugh at!
Two long swords, one black and one white, staggered in the air.
The ice-white long sword sank violently, cutting a deep wound on Zhu Xian's wrist, and scorching blood gushed out.
A cold cold poison filled the wound, and the tissue healed the wound.
Zhu Xian only felt a tingling pain rush into his brain.
With a flick of her wrist, she almost dropped her sword to the ground, but even if she hastily grasped the hilt, she couldn't do anything until the injury healed.
"To be honest, your strength is okay."
Qin Shuo walked forward step by step, his body was also stained with blood, part of it was his own, but more belonged to Zhu Xian.
Bathed in the cold moonlight, he said expressionlessly, "But that's the end of it, I hope your death will bring some pain to that monster." β
He raised his sword high and slashed down in a judgment stance!
Laugh at!
The sword cuts through the moonlight.
Zhu Xian subconsciously closed her eyes, and the scarlet and burning blood splattered on her body, and her whole body was sore.
Is this what death feels like?
But why... It didn't hurt as much as I thought.
Poof!
She heard the sound of the body falling to the ground.
With curiosity, Zhu Xian's small brush-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he cautiously opened his eyes to see an emaciated and dark figure clutching his throat and falling to the ground.
"It's my brother's shadow guard..."
She recognized the origin of the guard, a grandmaster who had been specially trained to defend important members of the royal family.
Why is my brother's shadow guard here? How's the situation on my brother's side?
Zhu Xian's head was messy, and it was a mess.
The brother who followed her ass all day long and was still looked down upon by her sent his most important shadow guard to him. What if his side is also attacked?
Poof!
Qin Shuo pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest.
A large pool of blood splattered from the wound with the smell of rotting fish.
Traces of poisoning appeared on his body, his breath became weak, and the crooked dark green lines spread from his chest to his face like poison ivy, making Qin Shuo look a little evil at this time.
"If nothing else, your brother is dead now."
Qin Shuo seemed to know what Zhu Xian was thinking, and a smile of revenge appeared on his face, which looked very hideous with those constantly wriggling poisonous lines. He continued, "However, you don't have to be too sad, after all, you will soon be able to go to hell to accompany your imperial brother. β
"Don't worryβ"
Qin Shuo raised the long sword in his hand again, and his poisonous snake-like gaze fell on Zhu Xian's slender neck, "I will reunite your whole family in hell, and I promise you that I will never break my word." β
Bang!
A scarlet thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the sound shook in all directions.
The ground trembled violently, as if some terrifying monster was about to emerge from below. The ground bulged upward, thick cracks spread horizontally and horizontally, countless earth and gravel fell into the bottomless abyss, and the cracked earth also separated Zhu Xian and Qin Shuo at once.
Qin Shuo was already seriously injured.
Caught off guard, a violent feeling of dizziness rushed to his brain, and he almost stumbled and fell.
"What's going on?"
Qin Shuo's face changed suddenly, and he clenched his teeth fiercely.
No matter what happens now, slaughter the enemy in front of you first.
"Let's go!"
But at this time, Taiyi Zhenren's voice exploded in Qin Shuo's mind. A fairy spirit power burst out from the dantian in the lower abdomen, and with undoubted power, it directly took over his body, turning it into a streamer and galloping away into the distance.
"Noβ"
Qin Shuo's face was hideous, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.
But he couldn't disobey his master's order, and could only leave a terrible roar in the cracked earth.
At the moment when he was about to leave this place, he saw the world in front of him "come alive".
The sky and the ground were scarlet, and viscous blood poured out of the cracks like a river. Huge tentacles like octopuses grew towards the sky, each one hundreds of meters high, with dense eyes growing on them, and a mad will enveloped the sky over the entire world.
"What the hell is this monster?"
Qin Shuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his bloodshot eyes were full of shock, and he asked dryly.
(End of chapter)