The iron stick on Xiao Li's hands were held, and the patterns on the surface were carved with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes. Under the illumination of the light, it would reflect a terrifying cold light.

When the Master of Medicine God saw the iron stick, his memory was immediately pulled into the iron stick that broke Mu Qinghuang's soul many years ago, and it happened to have the totem of dragon and phoenix auspiciousness!!

At this moment, the heart of the Sect Master of Medicine God seemed to be trembling, and his red eyes were filled with a gleam of fear.

Feng Lei was so shocked that he couldn't speak. His Adam's apple kept rolling, swallowing saliva again and again.

Chu Yue looked down with her eyebrows, and there was uncontrollable sorrow and hatred deep in her eyes.

Her trembling hands slowly stretched forward, and under the gaze of everyone, her five fingers grabbed the center of the iron rod.

She smiled a little on her red lips as she had just refined the iron rod forging pavilion in the Temple of War.

His fingertips rubbed the carving patterns on the iron rod, and his purpose was to make his mother, who was pregnant with Liujia, and his soul flew out of his body.

The mother curled up in a pool of blood, and her hands never forgot to protect the child in her belly.

Chu Yue moved his palm and touched one end of the iron rod, holding it and pointing the tail end to the ground.

"I will tell you a story."

Chu Yue raised her bloodthirsty and cold eyes, smiled slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "A long time ago, there was a girl with the guards in the palace and the son of his city, who got it by chance.

The Shennong Scroll, a treasure that mainland warriors dream of, has always dreamed of."

"As we all know, Shennong has nine volumes, and if he gathers nine volumes, he can truly achieve the flesh and bones of the living dead."

"In addition, the Shennong Scroll also contains the mystery of the ancient Shennong clan. In addition to refining medicine, there are unexpected surges for those who practice martial arts. There have been rumors that even if the Dantian is broken, the martial arts roots are completely destroyed.

As long as the waste is gathered in the Nine Books of Shennong, it will become an existence like the Hongmeng Immortal Emperor, and will directly ascend to the higher martial arts civilization, and travel to the more distant martial arts ocean."

Everyone around them listened to the story she told with different moods.

Emperor Ye Tian seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Chu Yue's red lips curled slightly, smiled desolately, and then said:

"Young people who are new to martial arts often want to achieve great things. They share the Shennong Scroll with the people of the world, but they get endless pursuit."

"The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit."

"Shennong rolled up, the world was filled with blood and storms, and the swords and shadows of martial arts. She was forced to change her name and go away to a foreign land just to not implicate her family."

"Later, she fell in love with someone, gave birth to children for him, and walked side by side with him. They had the same dream and walked the same martial arts path."

"But the way of heaven is unfair, but the changes in the way of the world are unexpected. In the past, the sons of other cities turned against each other for profit, and in the past, the personal guards made hatred because of love."

"They betrayed her together, and even joined forces with other sinners to beat her pregnant woman until her soul shattered. From then on, they lost their memories but never lost their martial arts heart, nor did they lose their original intention back then!"

"Bang!"

Chu Yue's iron stick suddenly hit the ground, splashing dust and smoke.

Blood-red eyes surging.

She smiled sadly.

At that moment, Emperor Ye Tian's heart seemed to stop beating.

In the huge Star Monument Square, thousands of mainland powerful men are gathered.

But except for the bleak wind, only her voice resounded here!

"Palace Master Ye, is the girl you are talking about..."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes trembled and he asked in surprise.

"good!"

Chu Yue let out a clang, and his eyes looked around, like the cold wind whistling by, bringing a bitter storm.

"This person is my mother,...Mu Qinghuang!"

Chu Yue smiled so hard that tears splashed, and suddenly looked at the Lord of Fengwu City fiercely: "Feng Lei, what I said is correct?"

"I don't know what you are talking about..."

Feng Lei panicked, "Ye Chuyue, you are crazy, you are talking nonsense, you are already unconscious, no one can understand me in this place, no one! You are defending your crimes!

Use me, use the Sect Master of Medicine God and use the Emperor Ye Tian, ​​you are such a vicious woman.”

"Of course no one can understand my words, because they never knew how you, the Sect Master of Medicine God and Xu Huangyan smashed my mother's soul, how did you use the Blood Hate Gu to kill my mother and father when they meet each other in two places.

Yes, if you want to say vicious, is there anyone in this world more vicious than you? But the law of martial arts cannot rule you, and the gods who raise their heads cannot punish you, so that you have been free and free for twenty years.

, When my mother was struggling in the abyss, you evil people who were contaminated with blood were enjoying the beauty and reputation that the light brought to you with peace of mind. You are respected by all the people of the world, but all the people of the world have not cut off your

My chest, I haven't dug up your heart to see if that heart has rotted and turned black!"

Chu Yue laughed out loud: "When the two countries are fighting, they will not kill prisoners, and they will not kill women and children. Do you have any mercy when you attack a pregnant mother? No! Because you should go to the eighteen levels of hell

The evildoer who cannot die well."

"What is the meaning of the law of Lingtian martial arts? Looking at the vast land of the continent, which is the ninth-class low-class slave is not from a poor family, and which one of the lower-class martial artists can have real martial arts resources. Even if they are right, the martial arts law can

To erase their power to live and practice, it will not imprison the hypocrites with power."

"What's the point of such a Lingtian Continent and such a righteous way?"

"Ninety thousand years ago, the Ghost Emperor Sword Emperor sacrificed himself for his own sake, and millions of martial gods regarded death as if they were home. The warriors in my imperial domain in the void battlefield continued."

"They are for the light and righteousness of the world, but they don't want to protect beasts that are inferior to those who are inferior to those of pigs and dogs!"

Chu Yue stepped on the ground and flew out, and her black battle robe flew into the ground like a phoenix ink wings.

She raised the iron stick with both hands, lowered her head and looked at the Lord of Fengwu City fiercely: "Feng Lei!!"

"The law of martial arts cannot rule you, I will make a decision!"

"The three-foot god can't kill you, I'll come!"

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The wind-fire flames surged out and rushed straight towards Chu Yue's soul.

The light golden eyes were becoming a dead dark color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the center of the eyes, two clusters of charming, weird and beautiful fireworks burned.

The clouds are moving in the sound of the wind.

The pair of black and gold fire eyes overlooked the Star Monument Square like an emperor.

The sound of the hissing flames sounded, and the warriors suddenly felt their scalp numb and they felt a chill.

because!
Chapter completed!