Chapter 273 Does the Huangtian Palace want to be wiped out?
"Buzz!"
The moment an indifferent figure appeared, there was deathly silence all around.
"Elder Chu?"
"Chu Xun?"
"Master?"
Voices of astonishment came and went, resounding in the sky above Donglin Sect. Even those who secretly peeked through the secret treasure showed surprise and said in amazement: "Elder Chu!"
"Whoosh!"
Chu Xun, who was dressed in black robes, took a step forward and appeared in front of everyone naturally. The others also stepped back a little. Thousands of eyes fell on him, and some only felt safe, even Bai Luli. His eyes were full of expectation, as if Chu Xun had found his backbone when he came back.
"Elder Chu!" Elder Jiang was also relieved. He, Elder Sun and others had the same idea. No matter who the other party was, as long as Elder Chu came out, the matter would be solved. This was the stability that Elder Chu had brought to them for a long time. feel.
"Chu Xun!"
Qin Nan's eyes were also staring at Chu Xun. When he saw the sharp black-robed figure, his eyes were filled with a little wonder. Even though Elder Chu was standing there peacefully, it put great pressure on him, and he said softly in his heart: "I Not as good as that!”
Even Master underestimated Chu Xun. Sometimes there was no need to fight. A person's aura was there. When Chu Xun came out, everyone acquiesced that this matter was about to end. Even Elder Chu and the Great Sage The old servant Jing didn't even take a second look at him. This kind of contempt in his bones was far beyond the comparison of ordinary geniuses.
"Young Master, he is just an incarnation!" The gray-robed old servant's eyes flashed with fear, and more of them were sharp. They had inquired about the news that the real Chu Xun had left Donglin Sect. This black-robed figure was just an incarnation, and might have certain His strength is still far from being able to fight against him, and demonic energy is blooming in his eyes.
"laugh!"
A white bone palm poked out mercilessly, and the gray-robed old servant had a sinister look in his eyes. He was born to be a servant, and he was instilled with the idea of loyalty since he was a child. The techniques he practiced were also extremely ruthless demonic attacks, so he carried the formation with him when he started. The dark wind roared, and Donglin Sect's sect-protecting formation began to tremble, as if it could not bear such terrifying strength.
"Great Holy Realm!"
Bai Luli.
Chen Xun.
They also whispered softly, while Jian Last, Qian Yun and others were eager. This is the realm they pursue all their lives. The Great Sage Realm can fully mobilize the rules of heaven and earth to form formations against enemies. The old servant When they started, they felt like the heaven and earth were being overturned. This was not an illusion, but the crushing power of heaven and earth.
"If you come here in real form, I might be afraid of you, but what qualifications does an avatar have to be so arrogant!" The gray-robed old servant had murderous intent in his eyes, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Chu Xun's contempt for him.
"Um?"
Black-robed Chu Xun's eyes were calm, and when he was about to take action, he slowly raised his head and stared ahead.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
It was a beating in the soul, and every time it was like stepping on the human heart, an invisible power of the soul spread even more, covering countless miles, making many monks and even the old servant in gray robes couldn't help but raise their heads. Looking over, I saw an ordinary, thin old man walking out of the distance.
The master of Vientiane Palace.
Wanquan.
Seventy on the list of saints.
"Crack!"
As the spiritual power spread, the devil's claw shattered inch by inch, and the gray-robed old servant's heart fell into a momentary stagnation, as if there was an invisible big hand holding everything. Although it was only a short pause, it completely disrupted everything in his body. Qi Ji, almost opened his mouth to spit out blood, thick blood sprayed out, and there was a sense of shock in his eyes.
"Wanquan!"
"How dare he do it?"
After the thin old man from the Vientiane Palace arrived, his eyes were no longer cloudy as usual, and his weathered face was wrinkled, serious, and cold. He stared at the gray-robed old servant expressionlessly and said coldly: "This is Huangzhou! "
One sentence.
It's like a serious injury!
"puff!"
The gray-robed old servant was flying like a kite with its string broken.
"hiss!"
This scene also showed endless shock when it fell on other eyes. Pairs of eyes stared with surprise, a bit of consternation and a little bit of disbelief. Chen Xun also envied and said: "It is said that the strong ones on the saint list are from the mainland of China." The seventy-two strongest people didn’t feel it in the past, but they have realized it today!”
They are all in the Great Saint Realm.
The old servant in gray robe is obviously not weak.
The results of it?
Hurt instantly.
Not on the same level at all.
They even felt that if the master of the Vientiane Palace had murderous intentions, the gray-robed old servant would not even be qualified to struggle, and would be wiped out of thin air the moment he appeared.
Qin Nan was also short of breath. He was seventy-two on the saint list. Even he was not qualified to control him, because if he did not sincerely surrender to others, no one could control him easily. He was staring at the thin old man. His pupils were cold and he said: "Huangtian Palace wants to become the enemy of the Qin Dynasty!"
The master of Vientiane Palace said indifferently: "Do you have the final say on whether we are enemies or not?"
"Calculate!"
"Tsk!"
The master of Vientiane Palace sneered contemptuously, then took a step forward, trampling on the gray-robed old servant like thunder, stepping on his cheek, and the bones of his face were constantly breaking.
Qin Nan's pupils shrank, murderous intent grew in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Does Huangtian Palace want to be exterminated?"
The Master of the Vientiane Palace cast a cold gaze, full of coldness. In an instant, Qin Nan felt as if he had fallen into the Nine Nether Hell. The scene in front of him also began to become erratic and magical, and suffocation kept coming. At this moment, he really experienced When he reached the aura of death, he couldn't help but tremble, and he never expected that he was really so afraid of death!
"Wow!"
Qin Nan spit out blood, staggered and retreated, but he was still gasping for breath. He felt like he had survived a catastrophe. At the moment just now, he really realized that the frail old man wanted to kill him and wanted to leave him here. Fortunately, the frail old man's hesitation at the end gave him a ray of life and made him realize the fluctuations of death.
The body of the master of Wanxiang Palace was still so frail, but his figure was so majestic. He looked down at the latter ruthlessly and said coldly: "Whether the Desolate Heaven Palace will be destroyed or not, you have the final say?"
Desolate State Holy Land.
Three Saints List.
More than ten great saints.
If compared with the supreme top sects in Zhongzhou, it is a bit weak, but who dares to provoke ordinary people? Even the direct descendants of these ancient sects dare not say so. After all, the foundation of the ancient sects belongs to which ancient sect, not to you personally. Qin Nan wants to destroy the Desolate Heaven Palace, so wait until he has the resources and strength to match.
"Get lost!"
The master of Wanxiang Palace waved his sleeves again, and the two were swept away like garbage.
"Young Master!"
The gray-robed old servant also staggered to his feet. His cheeks were red and swollen, and his nose was broken long ago. His tone was unclear, but he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips without caring, and said resolutely: "No wonder the Great Saint Zhenwu gave me something before he left. It was originally reserved for Chu Xun, but I didn't expect to use it on you!"
"Buzz!"
A Xuanhuang Ding.
The moment it appeared.
The luck of the entire Eastern Region fell by three points.