Eighteen spirit stone dragon pillars completely made of spirit stones, towering in the underground palace, are absolutely generous!

After all, the spirit stones used in it alone are estimated to be no less than a million.

Not to mention, these eighteen coiling dragon pillars are extraordinary at a glance, and the mysterious power contained in them, even they, the foundation building period monks, faintly felt a palpitation!

"Oh, I didn't expect you to come so quickly, it seems that you have already sensed a hint of my intentions in the morning. ”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded in the underground palace.

A group of foundation building period monks raised their eyes and saw Lin Chuhe, dressed in a dragon robe, standing in the middle of the eighteen coiled dragon pillars, looking at them indifferently.

Hearing this, the faces of several foundation building period monks sank.

You must know that the monarch of the martial kingdom, this name may be as big as the sky in the eyes of mortals.

However, in the eyes of these foundation-building monks, they were just ants, and they needed to bow down in front of them.

However, the current Martial Kingdom Monarch Lin Chuhe looked at them as a foundation building period monk with no sense of awe, and the other party called himself "I", which explained the other party's attitude.

"Hmph, an ant, dare to call himself 'I' in front of us and other monks, I really don't know what to say!"

With a cold snort, Qingyun Dao Thunder immediately made a move, and the shot was ruthless, after all, in his eyes, such a mortal monarch would be killed if he killed it, at most it was just a change of person.

In this regard, the rest of the people did not mean to dissuade them.

Looking at the big hand of Qingyun composed of the aura pressed down from the top of his head, Lin Chuhe's eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of mockery.

"Hehe, the king of a country, kill if you want, you six sects, you are really unscrupulous!"

A whisper came from the mouth of Lin Chuhe, and I don't know if he was laughing at the presumptuousness of the Six Sects, or the incompetence of the Martial Kingdom royal family.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Qingyun's big hand was about to hold Lin Chuhe, at this moment, a dragon roar came from a coiled dragon pillar around him.

The next moment, I saw a red light in the eyes of a coiled dragon.

In an instant, the dragon's mouth vomited blood, and just by looking at his face, he annihilated the big hand of Qingyun in the air.

Seeing this, several foundation building period monks were all shocked, just because the power of the coiling dragon that suddenly came to life was indeed beyond their expectations.

You must know that although the thunder of Qingyun Dao just now was a casual blow, it was also a blow from a real foundation building period monk.

But that's it, it was still easily blocked by that pan dragon, which shows that the strength of that pan dragon should not be underestimated.

"It seems that your royal family of the Martial Kingdom has been trying to seek it for a long time, and it took you many years to build this underground palace, right?"

At this time, I only heard Uncle Helian say in a deep voice.

Hearing Uncle Helian's words, Lin Chuhe looked at him calmly, and then said indifferently, "Thirteen monarchs!

Although Lin Chuhe's voice was calm, it was not calm in the ears of everyone present.

You must know that the Martial Kingdom Monarch, although he is forbidden to cultivate, but because he is nourished by countless heavenly and earthly treasures, it is not a problem to live for decades.

And thirteen generations of monarchs, which lasted for thousands of years, to say the least.

A thousand years, this is by no means a small amount, you must know that the longevity of a Yuan Infant Ancestor is only a thousand years at most.

Only the legendary land immortal-like incarnation monk can break the limit of a thousand years of life.

And for the royal family of the Martial Kingdom of the mortal realm, a thousand years is even more a terrifying number.

However, that's it, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom actually began to plan all this from a thousand years ago, and they didn't even notice the six major sects that had been monitoring them.

With such perseverance and forbearance, even these foundation building period monks couldn't help but shudder a little.

"It's a good calculation, it seems that since a thousand years ago, the royal family of your Martial Kingdom began to collude with the Blood Clothes Sect, and our six sects didn't even know it. ”

Senior Uncle Helian's face became even colder, he had already deeply felt the threat of the Martial Kingdom royal family.

Keeping such a group of terrible people is definitely a huge scourge for the six major sects.

Therefore, the royal family of the Martial Kingdom can't stay!

Thinking in his heart, he only heard a sword groan from behind Uncle Helian, and a sword light slashed towards Lin Chuhe.

"Sword name, break the sky!"

Directly awaken the sword name, only to see that the speed of the sword light suddenly increased several times, which shows Uncle Helian's determination to kill Lin Chuhe.

"Hehe, the people of the six major sects are still so anxious. ”

At this moment, only a cold laugh was heard.

Suddenly, a bloody light condensed behind Lin Chuhe, turning into a large blood-colored skull, and greeted the sword light in the air.

"Bang!"

The sword light slashed at the blood-colored skull, sending it flying in an instant.

It's just that the sword light was also invaded by the blood light, and its power was greatly reduced, and he had no strength to continue attacking Lin Chuhe.

"Brother Lin, look at how wise your decision to join my Blood Clothes Sect is, the people of these six major sects are shouting and killing at every turn, it is really too violent. ”

The next moment, on Lin Chuhe's side, a bloody light rose up, but it was a black-faced man wearing a blood-colored long-distance run.

"Sure enough, the demon cubs of the Bloody Clothes Sect are also here!"

Killing intent appeared on the face of King Kong Gate Qianshi, and he could be said to hate the people of the Blood Clothes Sect.

After all, during this trip to the Heavenly Secret Realm, the disciples of the Vajra Sect could be said to be wiped out, and one of them was a nephew who Qianshi was very optimistic about.

Hearing Qianshou's words, the black-faced man suddenly turned his gaze to his side, grinning and said, "Hehe, the iron head of the Vajra Sect disciple, but the best material for refining blood skeletons, Brother Lin, how about leaving this head for me?"

For all this, Lin Chuhe didn't care at all, and said lightly, "You are free." ”

"You, looking for death!"

Being booked in front of someone, Qianshi was suddenly furious, and with a low roar, he turned into a golden light and rushed towards the black-faced man.

Facing the thousand stones that suddenly rushed towards him, the black-faced man didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, just stood quietly in place.

However, no one noticed a deep sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

Just as Qianshi stepped into the enveloping range of the Coiling Dragon Pillar, suddenly, blood-colored runes appeared on the ground.

For a moment, Qianshi only felt his body sink suddenly, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

"It's not good, Qianshi Daoist Friends retreat!"

Seeing the blood-colored runes floating on the ground, Senior Uncle Helian seemed to have thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he reminded loudly.

"It's too late!"

Looking at Qianshi lightly, Lin Chuhe whispered.

At the same time, I saw that the eighteen coiling dragons seemed to be stimulated by the blood-colored runes, and they came to life one after another, and then opened their bloody mouths and bit towards the thousand stones.

"Damn, angry eyes of the Ming King!"

Qianshi, who knew that he had been fooled, roared, and an angry eye appeared around him.

Qianshi's angry eyes are obviously much more condensed than the original Broken Nine Gates of the King Kong Gate, and even, above the neck of the Law Phase, there is a vague more illusory head.

It can be seen from this that Qianshi's angry eyes have been cultivated to the second level.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

A dragon roared, and the next moment, I saw that Qianshi was submerged by eighteen coiling dragons.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came, and a figure flew upside down from the coiling dragon, it was Qianshi.

It's just that Qianshi doesn't look good at all at this moment, his body is drenched in blood, and one of his right arms is gone.

Seeing this, Qingyun Dao thundered and immediately struck, and a big Qingyun hand reached out and caught the seriously injured Qianshi.

At the same time, Uncle Helian and several people also attacked at the same time, and a series of attacks fell on the eighteen coiling dragons.

It's just that these coiling dragons are extremely strong in defense under the light of blood, and the attacks of Uncle Helian and a few people fell on the body of the coiling dragons, only bursting out of blood light, but they couldn't break them.

At the same time, several people felt that under the shroud of the coiling dragon, their bodies seemed to become sluggish.

"Everyone be careful, there is an effect of suppressing the activity of the divine consciousness here!"

Uncle Helian was the first to discover the anomaly and alert everyone.

"Hey, hey, Brother Lin, it's done, it's finally done, these guys have become meat on the chopping board, let us slaughter. ”

The black-faced man laughed.

Hearing this, Lin Chuhe didn't say anything, just quietly looked at Uncle Helian and the others who were surrounded by coiling dragons, and there was no hatred for the monks of the six sects in his eyes, only bottomless indifference.

......

"You, where are you going to run? You, it's better to stay. ”

On the blood-stained town, Lin Yifan's figure was just some distance away from the center of the town, but he was blocked by a figure.

And in the middle of the town, the rest of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples were fighting against a group of ghost creatures and those few ghost cultivators.

"Alas, if it's discovered, there's no way. ”

Lin Yifan scratched his head and said helplessly, "Since that's the case......"

As he spoke, he saw Lin Yifan take out his flying sword and look at the person blocking the road opposite with a serious face.

"Oh, if you want to force your way out, I don't know, do you have that ability, hehehe......"

The man who stood in the way sneered.

It's just that Lin Yifan didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in the other party's words, he just smiled and looked at the person shrouded in black robes opposite, "Hehe, can you let me go, Third Emperor Brother?"

Hearing Lin Yifan's name for himself, the black-robed man opposite, the pupils hidden in the black robe shrank suddenly.

After a while, I saw him take off the hat on his head, revealing a pale face, who is it not Lin Chuge?

Seeing Lin Chuge at this moment, he looked deeply at Lin Yifan on the opposite side, and said, "It seems that you have already guessed that it is me, and you have probably guessed some of our plans, but why don't you explain it to your senior brothers?"

"Hehe, Brother Sanhuang, if I don't say it, isn't there another way today?"

Lin Yifan smiled and said, "How, for my sake, let me go, I promise, I won't tell the second person everything you do, how about it?"

♂ Territorial ♂ ♂ Literature ♂ ♂ *♂♂ng♂♂g