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Chapter 446 The Attitude of the Palace of Destruction (for Subscription)

In the dim ancient temple, green candles are burning, faintly jumping.

The atmosphere in the entire ancient temple was extremely heavy.

The Mistress of the Palace of Destruction had a calm expression on her face, quietly listening to the words of the two people in front of her, her eyes gradually deepened.

"Palace Master, this is what happened that night. It's terrible. The six crazy kings are as powerful as the gods. The two of us were shocked and almost exploded when we met each other!"

Venerable Gintama broke an arm, and it took two days to stabilize the injury with great difficulty. Up to now, when he talked about what happened that night, his face still showed deep fear.

Jian Wuhun on one side also said in a complicated tone: "The people in the heavenly court didn't even show their faces from the beginning to the end. I thought we would know their footsteps through this cooperation, but we were wrong. They actually only sent one A corpse, that is, the corpse of the god-slaying patriarch, who used this corpse to shock and injure the six kings, causing the six kings to have a mental breakdown, and to show their strength regardless of everything, so they were cursed back and died!"

The faces of the two were shocked, and they couldn't calm down until now.

After the other elders in the hall learned about it in detail, their hearts were also surging, which was incredible.

Inside the hall, there was an indescribable tranquility.

The owner of the Palace of Destruction said in a low voice: "A corpse? They really just sent a corpse? What kind of terrible method is this that can bring people back to life?

In the past, the Fear Sect also mastered the method of raising corpses, but the corpses they raised need at least hundreds of thousands of years of nourishment to breed wisdom and resurface. What method did the Heavenly Court use to make the ancestor of the God Slayer appear again? vitality? "

There was also a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, the mystery of this heaven has not been seen through.

I thought they would know a little bit this time, but now they found out that they didn't know anything.

For such an important matter as assassinating the six kings, they actually only sent one corpse?

It's unbelievable!

"By the way, there is another pagoda, blood-red all over, mysterious, the size of a mountain, and when it lands, it is filled with heavenly power. It is that pagoda that sucked away all the corpses of the six kings and the ancestor of the godslayer. This old man is used to seeing countless treasures, this is the first time he sees such a magical thing!"

Venerable Gintama suddenly remembered something and said in shock.

"That's right, it's a pagoda, as high as a ten-story building, and the blood is so bright that it shakes the sky!"

Jian Wuhun also said hastily.

In their view, the existence of this pagoda is also extremely incredible.

This is a weapon?

But who can use such a big weapon?

The key is that the pagoda can fly away automatically and disappear.

This is completely beyond their imagination.

"pagoda?"

The owner of the Palace of Destruction narrowed his eyes, and said: "You really read it right, a ten-story pagoda?"

"Master, the two of us are absolutely right. The pagoda is like life. It automatically descends, automatically absorbs the corpses of the ancestor of the gods and the six kings, and automatically flies away. It can only be described as evil. Could it be What's weird?"

Venerable Silver Soul said.

When facing the pagoda, his mind was also a little messy.

He knows that there are many powerful monsters in this world.

Some extremely powerful ones are not all in human form, but in various other forms, such as stone pier, bucket, house, willow tree, fox, mouse... and so on, which are all weird forms.

That blood-colored pagoda can fly in and out automatically, which is obviously alive.

This is definitely an extremely powerful weirdness!

Now that I think about it, Heaven is even more unfathomable.

It can bring back the ancestor of the God Slayer!

To be able to subdue such a terrible weirdness again!

God knows what else is in their headquarters?

The face of the owner of the Palace of Destruction also changed.

A ten-story pagoda?

What kind of weirdness is this?

Don't say he hasn't seen or heard of it!

Taking a deep breath, the owner of the Palace of Destruction said in a low voice: "I have received a letter here, please read it!"

With a flick of his palm, the envelope flew towards Venerable Gintama and Jian Wuhun.

The two grabbed the letterhead and took out the letter, and quickly glanced around.

Soon, his face was shocked.

"From the divine court?"

"I can't agree, the heel of the heavenly court is unfathomable, Palace Master, with all due respect, I absolutely cannot agree!"

The two spoke hastily.

Only those who have really come into contact with Heaven know how terrible they are.

Can bring back the ancestors of the godslayer, what else can't they do?

Besides, they are now in a cooperative relationship with Tianting, and there is no need to offend Tianting for the sake of Shenting. Shenting had friction with them before and killed more than a dozen of their strongholds!

And Tianting just killed one of their strongholds!

It is clear at a glance which head is heavy and which is light

The owner of the Palace of Destruction said in a deep voice: "This deity also means exactly this. This Divine Court contacts all forces and wants to deal with the Heavenly Court like it dealt with the Fear Gate.

Hmph, on the surface it is said to eradicate the danger, but in fact it is to prepare for their future dominance. I am afraid that after dealing with Heavenly Court, they will soon deal with us!

Today Heavenly Court and us are a kind of ally, we can use each other to achieve our own goals, with their help, we can accomplish many things smoothly in the future, and there is no need to offend them. It's not the world! "

Many elders nodded.

"Palace Master, what should we do then? Should we tell the Heavenly Court about this?"

An elder below asked.

The owner of the Palace of Destruction showed a sneer in his eyes, and said: "Of course I have to tell, if we can get them to pinch them first, the world will definitely be more chaotic!"

Many elders looked at each other and smiled.

…

Meteor God Realm.

On the great black plain, caravans are walking, and people are mixed, bringing all kinds of mysterious news.

Roadside tea stand.

Qi Yun and Po Jun Xingjun sat here quietly, and ordered two large bowls of tea.

Coming out of Killer Valley, they hurried all the way, and finally arrived outside the Black Blood City.

Not far ahead is the Black Blood City area, which belongs to one of his base camps.

Qi Yun stays here, one is to rest temporarily, and the other is to inquire about some news.

The caravan traveled and brought various news, most of which were still about Luoshen City.

In addition, there is also news about the Qin State and the Six Paths Prison.

As expected by Qi Yun, the Six Dao Prison really issued a wanted warrant, ordering the escaped criminals to be wanted all over the world, as long as they can provide information, they will be rewarded with an artifact and 10,000 coins.

The price is not too high.

It's a pity that they are doomed to be disappointed. With the cunning of the group of devils, trying to find them is tantamount to wishful thinking.

If you can find it, it's nothing.

On my own side, I can take those devils into the holy land space at any time, and never let them out, which is equivalent to letting them evaporate.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from a distance.

Qi Yun frowned, and looked away.

I saw a rattan chair, carried by four people, rushing towards here quickly.

There was a person lying on the rattan chair, dressed in a red robe, blind, with ugly facial features, as if disfigured, with a sunken forehead, which looked shocking.

But it was such an ugly person, but the bloody evil aura on his body was extremely strong. When he came, the expressions of the surrounding people changed, and they didn't dare to say more, and hurried on their way again.

Even the shopkeeper of the tea shed saw something was wrong and jumped out of the window to escape.

Qi Yun's eyes flashed, and he glanced over.

"It's him?"

What a coincidence.

The Pojun Xingjun next to him also laughed strangely, picked up the teacup, and took a sip pretendingly.

The four figures came quickly and stopped beside the tea stand, carefully put down the rattan chair, one of them smiled obsequiously: "Old Ancestor, we have arrived at a tea shed, do you want to rest for a while?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The figure on the rattan chair said oldly: "Is there anyone else in the tea shed? I sense that there is another figure, drive away, drive away all of them!"

"Yes, Patriarch."

The figure smiled and said: "Old Ancestor, you just said something wrong, there is not one person inside, but two people!"

"Um?"

The ugly facial features of the rattan chair figure twisted together, and said: "Two people? No, it's obviously one person. There are masters, take me away!"

The figure was startled, and turned to look at Qi Teng and Pojun Xingjun in the tea shed.

These two are masters?

They hurriedly lifted the wicker chairs and were about to go on their way again.

at this time!

Pojun Xingjun let out a strange laugh, and the teacup in his hand flew out in an instant, and flew towards the figure on the wicker chair.

Hearing the voice, the figure debated his position, and with a flick of his sleeve, the teacup exploded in an instant.

"presumptuous!"

A dull slur came out of his mouth.

brush!

The body of Pojun Xingjun flew out in an instant, and landed in front of the four of them. He laughed strangely and said, "Interesting, really interesting. Isn't this the blood-robed patriarch? How did he end up like this?"

"Who? Who are you? Dare to stop the ancestor's car?"

The blood-robed ancestor said in an old and angry voice.

He wanted to confirm the opponent's position by listening to the voice, but found that the voice seemed to come from his heart, and there was nothing around him.

He couldn't even sense the other party's breath or life fluctuation.

This does not seem to be alive?

What the hell is it!

Qi Yun in the tea shed also looked at the figure on the rattan chair with a slight smile.

Blood-robed patriarch!

Before Qin Guohuang was killed by the god-slayer patriarch, he pressed his face, crushed his eyeballs, and the blood-robed patriarch, who was half paralyzed, unexpectedly appeared here.

"Take it!"

Qi Yun smiled.

Pojun Xingjun gave a strange laugh, and his body rushed out in an instant, reaching the extreme speed.

The four people carrying the wicker chair didn't react at all, and a layer of black light passed through their bodies, and they exploded in an instant, and the dead couldn't die anymore.

The rattan chair lacked the support of four people, and it also fell from mid-air.

The blood-robed patriarch let out a roar, a layer of bright blood erupted from his body, his body instantly rushed up from the wicker chair, and floated in mid-air. A huge blood-colored octopus appeared behind him, with dozens of tentacles flying back and forth, towards the Smash around.

He can't see anything, can't feel anything, he can only use this method to bombard everywhere.

Qi Yun's incarnation outside his body is simply an innate nemesis for him!

The blood-robed patriarch had his eyeballs destroyed and his nerves injured. He could only determine the location of outsiders through perception, but this incarnation outside his body was not a living person at all.

There is no heartbeat, no breathing, no temperature on the body, only the cold bone frame, not even the fluctuation of the power of God, let alone the fluctuation of Yin Qi, so the blood-robed ancestor is almost completely blind at this moment.

Just smashing around.

But even if they smashed everywhere, they couldn't hit Pojun Xingjun at all.

Soon, Jun Pojun Xingjun rushed from behind and slapped him hard with his bone palm, which made him spurt blood wildly. Slashed directly behind him.

clang!

Bursts of sparks were dazzling, and he felt as if his ghost weapon had been hacked on a sacred mountain.

He was shocked.

What kind of enemy is this?

"Hey…"

A strange laugh sounded in his heart, Pojun Xingjun's tenacious palm bones joined together, and directly thrust into the blood-pao ancestor's chest.

After the blood-robed patriarch slashed out with a sword, he shouted angrily, and quickly turned his other hand into a bright blood light, and ruthlessly covered it in front of him.

boom! boom!

Two muffled sounds.

The blood-robed ancestor's big hand firmly covered the black skull's head, and the black skull's palm bone was also inserted into the blood-robed ancestor's chest.

ah!

The blood-robed patriarch suddenly cried out in pain.