When the twenty-foot Red Lotus Dharma Body appeared in the sky, the disciples of the Nine-Level Hall looked up one after another. Every corner and every pavilion, whether it was busy or leisurely, they all looked up. Many people could not see what the Dharma Body of Shiye looked like in their lives. It was a great joy in life, and it was even more exciting for practitioners to appreciate one of the most beautiful works of art in the world.

Practice, have a goal.

Unfortunately, this short splendor did not last long and dissipated into the sky like fireworks.

In the attic near the north side, Yu Zhenghai suppressed his inner excitement and shock, and watched the twenty-foot Dharma body disappear and could not calm down for a long time.

He took some of it.

He knew that the Nine-Level Hall was very strong, but to this point, it was completely beyond his expectations.

He did not continue to stand with his hands behind his back, and sat down after witnessing the shocking scene with his own eyes.

A young disciple was also shocked after packing Yu Zhenghai's room.

"That's the Ten-Leaf Dharma Body?" Yu Zhenghai asked.

"Yes...yes, senior."

"Do you recognize whose Dharma body it is?"

"Little, the little man only knows that a general has come, went, and went to the palace master." The young disciple swallowed.

"Who is the owner of the palm print?"

Although Yu Zhenghai was very shocked, his control over his emotions was far beyond those of these young juniors.

"It should be...Sikong, the master of Sikong Palace." The young disciple only knew that the person with the highest status in the Nine-Level Hall was Sikong Beichen. He had never seen Sikong Beichen take action and could not judge the master of the palm seal.

Yu Zhenghai frowned and thought to himself that if this is the case, it would be difficult to leave here in the future.

He clenched his fist, kept recalling the scene of the huge palm print in his mind, and murmured: "Better than Master..."

...

【Ding, kill a target and get 5,500 points of merit, and a 1,500 bonus to the earth.】

I don’t know how long it has been silent in the Nine-Level Holy Palace.

Everyone stared at the sky that had already recovered as before, leaving no trace. The sky was clear and there was no cloud. Where the red lotus bloomed, there was no trace or trace on the flat ground below... Where there was no trace or trace of the general Chen Beizheng, there was no trace.

Everyone breathed silently, as if they could hear each other's heartbeat.

The air is extremely stagnant, as uncomfortable as if it is stuffed in water.

Including this noble and fearful Lord of the Nine-Level Hall, Sikong Beichen.

The five first-ranked seats blinked their already sore eyes, blurring their eyes, and the pure physiological stimulation made them suddenly understand the gap with the old man who took action. When they recalled the scene of the five people beating the old senior, they realized how ridiculous and childish it was.

Xia Changqiu, Hotan Buji had a wonderful expression, and finally understood why the old seniors had such confidence.

What Ji Fengxing said may be right... Senior, you are so invincible!

The status and strength of the general Zhenbei is obvious to all. He once defeated foreign practitioners in the northern border and went north to kill the foreigners' nests. He was a famous god of killing. Although Sikong Beichen was sure to defeat him, he could not kill him with such a clean and neat move.

As for the three apprentices in Luzhou, they once again refreshed the image of the master, which was taller than ever before.

A pungent and strange smell pulled Yao Qingquan back from the shock.

His nose moved, and when he looked back, he understood. Kong Lu collapsed on the ground, soaked on the carpet.

The elder of the Nine-Level Hall was scared.

Sikong Beichen spoke: "Drunk him outside the hall."

He didn't even look at it, and waved his hand.

"yes."

"Give me your life, spare me...just let me go--" Kong Luyu was incoherent and trembled all over.

Zhu Xuan was sweating heavily, his spine was covered in sweat, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

Not long after Kong Lu was dragged out, he let out a scream of screams that were loud and clear.

...

Chen Beizheng's two subordinates were already stunned. At this time, they suddenly woke up and looked at everyone angrily.

Who is Sikong Beichen? When facing such an emergency, he must have extraordinary means. He calmly and indifferently said, "Kill."

"yes."

The four first-ranked seats took action together and quickly took the two of them out.

There is no objection in the holy palace.

Sikong Beichen slowly turned around and faced the same white-haired old man, raised his hand seriously and bowed.

Such a character... Why don't people face it?

Lu Zhou just glanced at him, walked towards the chair next to him, and sat down slowly... This was a retaliation.

Sikong Beichen also understood... When Luzhou first entered the Holy Palace, he did not care about it, did not take it seriously, and even neglected the guests. It was normal for the guests to react. Sikong Beichen returned, and did not walk up the steps, but sat opposite him.

The waiters were trembling and quickly cleaned up the Holy Palace. After a while, they cleaned up the damaged area and had to repair it later.

If it were before, who would have dared to treat Sikong Beichen with such an attitude?

The remaining people were listed on the left and did not dare to speak out.

While stroking his beard, Luzhou looked at Sikong Beichen calmly and said:

"Are you the master of this Nine-Level Hall?"

Sikong Beichen nodded and said, "The old man's methods are amazing and eye-opening."

"Just-calf tricks."

Sikong Beichen sighed softly and said, "The old man killed him, I am afraid that the court will not give up."

"That's your Nine-Level Hall. This person is not good, don't you want to get rid of him?"

"Thinking is one thing, but getting rid of it is another. The Nine-Level Hall has stood still and is no longer as glorious as it was. I don't want to establish too many enemies." Sikong Beichen said.

"So...you dare to choose to act wildly on me?" Lu Zhou looked directly at Sikong Beichen.

Sikong Beichen frowned.

Chen Beizheng's death will inevitably bring more trouble, but when did the Nine-Level Palace offend such a strong man?

At this time, Zhu Xuan, who was standing aside, kowtowed and said, "Lord of the Palace, forgive me, please forgive me... I don't know that Brother Yu is a disciple of the old senior, I really don't know. That day, I fought fiercely with him, and didn't know each other, so I invited him to visit the Jiule Palace. During this period, I have been entertained with warmth and did not neglect Brother Yu at all. Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

Bang!

One end hit the floor, making a crisp sound.

This is the awesome Jiuye. In front of the strong, he can only shake his tail and beg for mercy.

What is deterrent?

This is how it is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Sikong Beichen captured the key and said in a deep voice: "Why should you release the old gentleman's disciple quickly?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go now..." Zhu Xuan's heart trembled.

After Zhu Xuan left.

Sikong Beichen bowed to Luzhou and said, "I have been negligent before, so I hope he can forgive me."

Seeing that his attitude was acceptable, Luzhou was satisfied with this wave of deterrence, so he said, "Is it that narrow-minded?"
Chapter completed!