Chapter 166: Regain control of heaven and execute the execution

In the Shenhuahui forum.

A post was pushed up.

"Big news, Shuiyun Palace wants to take action against the Blood-Clothed Alliance, calling Senior Blood-Clothed Sword God!"

This post immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"What's going on? How dare Shuiyun Palace do that? Didn't Senior Blood-clothed Sword God just destroy Guangming Palace?"

"The background of Shuiyun Palace is better than that of Guangming Palace, but there is not much difference in strength between the two. Where does Shuiyun Palace get the courage?"

"Hmph, if the Blood-clothed Sword God takes action, Shuiyun Palace will be destroyed!" Fox Cave Xiaoli quickly replied.

However, the next breath, a person commented on her.

"Since Shuiyun Palace dares to take action, he must be confident and fully prepared.

I make a bold guess that it must have been the Blood-robed Sword God who provoked Venerable Yeqiong some time ago.

Venerable Yeqiong wants to attack the Blood-clothed Sword God, so Shuiyun Palace is so bold!"

When Xiaoli from Fox Cave heard this, she was shocked in her heart. She felt that it was reasonable and she was worried about the Blood-clothed Sword God.

After all, that was the only high monk chatting with her.

"It can't be true, right? Is the Blood-clothed Sword God okay?"

At this time, more and more people are replying to the post.

"Oh, it seems that Venerable Ye Qiong must have taken action!"

"The Blood-clothed Sword God is a bit unwise. It was enough to destroy the Guangming Palace at that time. Why did he want to kill the people of Yeqiong Venerable and provoke Yeqiong Venerable?

If you offend a sinister god, retribution will come."

"I have long thought that the Blood-clothed Sword God would get such bad results. He is really too arrogant and does not understand the humility of being a human being. He deserves to be like this."

"What a pity, our senior generation is so capable!"

"Hey, the results haven't come out yet, how do you know that the Blood-clothed Sword God is going to be defeated?" Foxdong Xiaoli felt resentful and denounced those who were bad-mouthing.

"Since Venerable Yeqiong chose to take action, he must have been foolproof and defeated him with thunderous means. The bloody sword god is just like a clown who suddenly gained powerful cultivation."

"If you talk about the Blood-clothed Sword God like this and let him see it, won't you be afraid of retaliation?"

"The Blood-clothed Sword God cannot protect himself. I am still afraid of revenge. Do you have the ability to let him come over?"

"A giant like the Blood-clothed Sword God is finally going to die. This is a divine punishment. I am happy. I will have extra food today!"

In the forum, some people showed up one after another to criticize the bloody sword god.

When the Blood-clothed Sword God was at his peak, they were jealous and did not dare to speak.

As soon as the blood-clothed sword gods were "suspected" of something happening, they all jumped out one after another to give advice.

In addition, they are not provoking the Blood-clothed Sword God openly like the Blood-clothed Sword God, so there is no need to fear revenge.

After all, others don't know their identities.

When Fox Cave Xiaoli saw this scene, her eyes turned red: "You are finished, I will record your words and send them to the Blood-clothed Sword God!"

She took out the photo stone and recorded the comments in the forum that slandered the Blood-clothed Sword God, including the ID.

At this time, she was like a dutiful fan of the Blood-Clothed Sword God, patrolling the entire forum and recording anyone she saw slandering the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

It's a pity that she is only one person, otherwise, if the scale is large, she can control the comments like those celebrity fans on Blue Star.

…

The mountains and rivers are majestic.

Venerable Yunju is dressed in white robes, and has the air of an immortal.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes with a curious look on his face.

"How come my old friend has time to come see me?"

In front of Venerable Yunju, a white-haired old man appeared.

The old man had a strong aura of twilight on his body.

Venerable Yunju looked at the old man with complicated thoughts.

I have known this old friend for a long time.

The talent is even higher than him.

However, thousands of years ago, he captured a ray of heavenly energy for his granddaughter and helped her to build the foundation of heaven.

At that time, I accidentally caught the breath of a catastrophe.

He cannot make any progress in his cultivation, and his lifespan is constantly shrinking.

After only a thousand years, he has entered his twilight years, like a candle in the wind.

I'm afraid it won't take a thousand years for a Yin God to perish as a result.

All the Yin gods are even more afraid of the great calamity.

Only a few of their old friends knew that the white-haired Yin God was injured, and no one else knew.

Not even his granddaughter who built the foundation of Heavenly Dao knows about it.

"It's not my granddaughter who has to ask me to come over and ask about the bloody sword god.

Why, did Venerable Yeqiong really take action against the Blood-clothed Sword God?" the white-haired old man asked.

Venerable Yunju sighed: "I cannot disclose this matter."

He had just sworn an oath in Tiandi Cave and could not break it.

He looked at the white-haired old man and added: "You can't change the outcome in the past."

"Really? Alas... Ever since I was injured by the great calamity, I have become useless. I can't even satisfy my granddaughter's small request." The old man sighed, and he probably understood in his heart that Venerable Yeqiong had indeed taken action against the Blood-clothed Sword God.

, is probably already taking action, "Yunju, please help me.

The Blood-clothed Sword God can't help me, so I have to take care of his Blood-clothed Alliance."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Yunju chuckled and said, "You really love your granddaughter.

This is a trivial matter, so I ordered someone to write a letter and send it to Shuiyun Palace to stop the dispute."

"Thank you, old friend." The white-haired old man sighed.

"Binghun, your injury..." Venerable Yunju looked at the old man with a twilight look, and his thoughts were spinning.

"I have already begged a great master, but there was nothing that the great master could do." Lord Ice Soul looked desolate, "Now that I am dying, I only hope that my granddaughter can step into the realm of the Yin God before I leave.

"

"The realm of Yinshen is so difficult." Venerable Yunju lamented, "Especially when the great catastrophe is approaching, it is even more difficult to break through."

Lord Ice Soul remained silent.

In the Canglan Realm today, if you want to become a Yin God, you must go to the outer world to transform your spiritual power into divine power.

In the outer world, there is an infinite sea of ​​thunder. If there is no one to protect her, his granddaughter will not be able to break through to the Yin God because of her insufficient background.

But the catastrophe is approaching, and all the Yin gods cannot protect themselves. Who is willing to waste their spiritual power and go to heaven to protect the way?

That kind of loss is even more than the loss of a master of the same level in a martial arts battle. It doesn't take a hundred years to recover.

"Binghun, you once saved my life. If you... go away, I will take care of your granddaughter." Venerable Yunju said.

A kind smile appeared on Lord Binghun's face: "Thank you very much, old friend."

…

Heavy snow is falling.

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and caught a snowflake.

Lord Dazhi stood aside and looked at the heavy snow in the sky: "I heard someone said that no two snowflakes in the world are exactly the same.

Snowflakes are like people... There are no two identical people in the world."

"Then why doesn't Xuehua speak human language?" Qi Yuan asked.

Lord Dazhi looked at Snowflake: "Maybe it's because it doesn't have a mouth."

"Really?"

"Probably." True Lord Dazhi said uncertainly.

At this time, the snow was falling heavier and heavier.

The aura on Qi Yuan's body was changing quietly.

It's just that no one can see this transformation, not even the Yin Shen of the woman in white has noticed it.

Only Qi Jianjun looked at Qi Yuan with a strange look on his face.
To be continued...