"Mr. Jean? Is it him again? ”

"This Jean seems to be very active lately!"

Hearing Qinglong's words, Xuanjing's eyebrows twisted into a ball.

As soon as I got out of the customs, I heard various legends of Mr. Qin from Tang Qinglian's mouth.

Now, even the Most Holy Sect Master has died at his hands.

Is this person really that strong?

"Tell me more about what happened at that time?"

"Why did Mr. Qin kill the Holy Sect Master?"

As the fourth on the list of heaven and man, the purpose of Xuanjing has always been to achieve the great cause of true immortals.

Over the years, I have long been less concerned about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

So I don't know much about Mr. Qin, who later entered the list of heaven and people.

However, the Holy Sect Master was a powerhouse at the same time as him, and his strength was almost on par with him.

If this person can kill the Holy Sect Master, he will naturally be able to kill him.

This has to attract his attention.

"Back to the master, it is said that the cause of this incident is that the Holy Sect Master wanted to challenge Mr. Qin, so he intercepted him halfway."

"When the clash happened, there were still many onlookers at the scene."

"Kill yourself!"

Hearing that there were onlookers at the scene, the deputy director Tang Qinglian pursed her lips with disdain.

The battle between the two land immortals, how could those ordinary people be able to watch, and the aftermath of any battle could kill them.

"That's what the deputy director said."

"It is true that most of those people died in the battle between the two, and only a few survived."

"According to the survivors, on that day, the two fought upside down, and the sun and the moon were gone."

"Afterwards, the terrain changed there."

Speaking of this, Qinglong began to dance with some eyebrows, and his words were full of yearning for this earth-shattering battle of ghosts and gods.

It wasn't until he saw Xuanjing's slightly dissatisfied eyes that he reacted, patronizing and bragging, and forgot to say anything serious.

So he hurriedly pulled the conversation back: "It is said that at that time, the Holy Sect Master used a magic circle called [Five Tribulation Array], which could lead the Heavenly Tribulation to come. ”

"Even this, I couldn't help Mr. Qin, and was finally beheaded with a knife."

"Apocalypse? Are you sure? ”

Hearing this, Xuanjing could no longer remain calm, and his pupils shrank and shrank.

It was the catastrophe of becoming an immortal, a realm that even he hadn't touched.

The Holy Sect Master is already able to control it?

And even lost?

Who is this Mr. Qin?

"Back to the master, sure!"

"It is said that Mr. Naqin never showed his true face from beginning to end."

"It remains in liquid form the whole time, and it looks like a water man completely."

Speaking of which, Qinglong was originally not going to say it.

Because he thinks it's a bit too mysterious.

How can a person become water? You can still move freely!

Obviously counterintuitive, he felt, it must have been the survivors' exaggeration.

However, Xuan Jing and Tang Qinglian's faces changed.

They all thought of a legendary power - supernatural powers!

The two glanced at each other, and at the same time flashed solemnity.

The appearance of supernatural powers in the world means that the level of power in this world has been raised.

It seems that this Breitling tide is likely to be the most brutal in history.

Even the Great Departure Dynasty, which has been standing for more than 3,000 years and has experienced dozens of spiritual tides, is only unknown whether it can survive this time.

"Commander of the Green Dragon, I already know about this."

"You go down first!"

Speaking of which, Xuanjing wants to know, he already knows it, and there is no need to listen to it anymore.

"Yes!"

"Subordinates retire!"

was suddenly held back, and Qinglong had no choice but to leave with a sense of confusion.

Seeing the figure of the green dragon disappear at the door.

Xuanjing turned his head and said to Tang Qinglian: "It seems that we have to go to the palace for a while, and we will meet our emperor for a while." ”

"Brother, what can that lazy emperor decide? Why ......"

Hearing Xuanjing's words, Tang Qinglian's face was stunned.

The emperor who is not very serious, although he is the king of a country.

But in reality there is no binding force on practitioners like them.

They are willing to cooperate, but they just take what they need.

Why did you encounter something and really plan to discuss it with that emperor?

"You underestimate our Emperor too much."

Regarding Tang Qinglian's question, Xuanjing did not reply, but said a meaningful word, and then strode out.

"Huh! Wait for me, brother! ”

Seeing Xuanjing walk out of the room, Tang Qinglian reacted from what she had just said, and hurriedly chased out with doubts.

……

When the two of them came to the palace, the consul hall was already crowded.

Hundreds of civil and military officials, relatives of the emperor and the country, the black and oppressive, the quarrel is inexorable.

There are those who talk about Yan Ling, and there are those who talk about Mr. Qin.

It's like tens of thousands of flies, buzzing in your ears constantly, making the Shunsheng Emperor head and two.

Seeing Xuanjing and Tang Qinglian coming in, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

hurriedly shouted: "Xuanqing's family and Tang Qing's family are here!"

"The Demon Suppression Division has always rarely come to the ruling hall, and when I come here today, I think there must be something important to discuss, and the two of you will talk to me in the imperial study."

After speaking, Emperor Shunsheng hurriedly said to the civil and military officials who were arguing with His Highness:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I already know what happened today."

"Specific measures, let's discuss them later, you guys go down first!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly lifted his bright yellow dragon robe and ran towards the imperial study in the back.

He looked anxious, like a fleeing homeless person.

"Your Majesty! Old minister......"

"Your Majesty, ...... slowly"

Seeing that Emperor Shunsheng was leaving, a group of civil and military officials hurriedly opened their mouths to stop them.

As a result, the words have not yet spoken.

The emperor suddenly accelerated and disappeared at the door of the main hall.

Along with him, Xuanjing and Tang Qinglian, who had just arrived, disappeared with him.

"Hey!"

Everyone looked at each other and beat their chests one after another.

It was a moment too late, and the lazy emperor ran away.

It's really unfortunate to leave the dynasty!

Let's say that Emperor Shunsheng finally got rid of the noisy civil and military officials, and his mood suddenly became happy.

Before I knew it, I hummed a melody and cheerful minor.

It's just that this minor key is so strange that even the well-informed Xuanjing has never heard of it.

While humming, Emperor Shunsheng also glanced at the people standing in the hall with the residual light of his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly slander in his heart:

The destruction of the Yan Tomb and the killing of the Holy Sect Master, what does it have to do with him as a semi-puppet emperor?

They should go to the Ancestor.

When he first discussed dealing with Mr. Qin, he couldn't do anything.

Not to mention the fact that this kind of thing is completely beyond his ability now.

The entire Dali Dynasty has not been able to fight against the existence of these people, so what can he do as an emperor who is powerless?

You can't just rely on one mouth!

That's not really the king of mouths.

Thinking of this, Emperor Shunsheng suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but sneer.

The next moment, he remembered that there were other people around him, so he quickly restrained his expression and walked towards the imperial study in a serious manner.

Then, the strange minor key also disappeared completely.

Only Xuanjing and Tang Qinglian, who looked at each other, were left behind, and followed behind with question marks on their faces.