Wang Chengzhe stood on the bow of the ship, and Linghu Qiong stood on the clouds.
The two of them stood hundreds of feet apart, facing each other, with mountains and forests below them, lush and full of life.
Wang Chengzhen was born kind and kind, and the fragrance of medicine around him was just like the old gentleman who hung a pot to help the world. He was not at all like one of the eight hundred and three saints who swept across the world of Yuanlu, destroyed the ancient world of cultivation, and slaughtered countless sects and schools.
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Linghu Qiong is dressed in rich brocade, has a handsome face, and a noble aura, making him look like the grandson of the emperor. With a smile on his face, he looks calm and behaves gracefully. How does he look like one of the twenty-eight gods under the seat of a terrifying existence?
"Master Qiong, why did you stop me?" Wang Chunzhuo smiled kindly: "How is your mother?"
Linghu Qiong is Wang Ding's cousin, and his mother is the legitimate daughter of Wang's holy clan. In terms of seniority, his mother is the legitimate granddaughter of Wang Chucheng's ninth generation, so Linghu Qiong is the grandson of Wang Chucheng's tenth generation.
But Linghu Qiong was born in the Holy Family and was a blood descendant of Saint Linghu, so Wang Chunzhuo was very polite to Linghu Qiong.
Smiling and bowing to Wang Chengzhe, Linghu Qiong said with a smile: "Excuse me for asking, how is my mother? A hundred and fifty years ago, she had just survived the last golden celestial thunder tribulation, and she was just a short distance away from the saint realm.
It’s half a step away.”
Wang Chunzhen smiled happily and said: "Is there such a thing? Why didn't the girl inform her mother's family? This is such a happy event! Haha, Master Qiong, are you coming to my Wang family's territory this time for official business or for a trip?
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Linghu Qiong smiled kindly: "Of course it's official business. Qiong'er has recently taken the initiative to stir up some affairs. He was issued an inspection order by the Holy Saint and was responsible for supervising all the heavy transportation in the southwest of the Suzaku Territory. So these days, he probably has to
It’s getting old to bother you.”
Wang Chengcheng nodded with a smile, gently brushed his long beard, and said with a chuckle: "So that's it, Young Master Qiong has also begun to share the worries of the Saint Clan. It seems that Young Master Qiong has really grown up."
After saying this, Wang Chengzhe and Linghu Qiong looked at each other face to face, and the scene fell into a strange silence.
After a while, Wang Chengzhe bowed his hand to Linghu Qiong and said, "Mr. Qiong, I have only loved studying various medicinal herbs in my life, and my favorite is refining elixirs. I must get the White Dew Qinghua Herb.
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Linghu Qiong was silent for a while, then he floated to the bow of the ship and stretched out his hand to Wang Chunzhen. He made a fist with his right hand, and there seemed to be something in his palm. He looked at Wang Chunzhen and chuckled softly: "Then, please keep looking at this
Something. If possible, how about using it to offset the spiritual grass?"
Wang Chengzhe was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to catch what Linghu Qiong handed over. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Qiong, what can be compared to this kind of heaven-and-earth creation..."
Linghu Qiong gently placed the eyeball about the size of a thumb, with its whole body scarlet red and only a tiny black dot in the eye, which looked like an eyeball carved from ruby. Wang Chengteng let out a high-pitched scream like a cloud, as if he had seen a ghost.
Countless sweat spurted out from his body, instantly soaking his clothes.
The small eyeballs seemed to have great stickiness. As soon as they touched Wang Chunzhen's palm, they clung tightly to his hand. With a "chichi" sound, the skin and flesh of Wang Chucheng's palms were burned until white smoke came out. This eyeball
It soon got into his palm, and quickly wormed its way down his arm towards his body like a living creature.
Wang Chengcheng screamed at the top of his lungs, sweat constantly spurting out of his body.
The founder of the dignified Wang Saint Clan, the most powerful ancestor of the Wang Saint Clan, and one of the 803 most powerful saints of the Saint Clan, Wang Chunzhuo seemed to have seen a bunch of dead mice in his rice bowl.
The girl was screaming, but other than screaming, his mind went blank and he couldn't say anything, let alone use his magical power to attack the eyeball.
"Oh, you traitors, are you really still afraid of your master?" Linghu Qiong smiled gently, admiring Wang Chunzhuo's extremely distorted face full of fear: "Including those three old immortals, you eight hundred
The three of you dare not leave the main city of your own clan. Why? Can any of you tell me why you never leave the main city of each clan?"
Wang Chengcheng was still screaming at the top of his lungs, and a fishy liquid suddenly flowed out of his crotch. Wang Chengcheng, who was already a saint, with a clean body without any impurities, was actually frightened to the point where his body functions were completely disrupted, and he actually squirted out urine.
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Wang Songling and other elders of the Wang Saint Clan were horrified. Wang Songling shouted sharply: "Linghu Qiong, what did you do to our ancestor?"
Linghu Qiong glanced at Wang Songling with disdain. A tumor the size of a thumb appeared on the center of his eyebrow. The tumor suddenly opened, revealing a blood-colored eye. As soon as this eye appeared, it immediately released a terrifying, madman-like frenzy.
Due to the mental power, the bodies of Wang Songling and other royal elders twitched. They seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and could not move. Visions suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and they had fallen into a terrible nightmare.
The things they most fear, fear, and worry about in their lives are all shown before their eyes.
They saw the Holy Clan of the Wang family being exterminated, the main city of the Saint Clan being breached, the men of the Wang family being chopped into pieces and executed, and the women of the Wang family being pinned to the ground by countless rude barbarians, stripping off their clothes and raping them crazily.
-yin!
Among the men who were killed, there were their brothers, their descendants, and their most beloved people; among the women who were ravaged, there were their sisters, their wives, daughters, and their female descendants!
They themselves were put on the slaughtering table, and were humiliated and ravaged like pigs and dogs. All kinds of terrible, inhumane, and extremely shameful punishments were used on them one by one. They were cramped and skinned, and they were tortured.
Thousands of cuts to pieces, their broken bodies trampled and devoured by countless monsters, fear filled their hearts, and boundless pain dominated their hearts and souls.
The mountain forest below suddenly collapsed, and the ghostly face formation quietly emerged. Over the bloody formation, countless strange and weird figures stared at Linghu Qiong at the same time. These ancient ruined holy spirits injected their chaotic and chaotic spiritual power into Linghu Qiong.
Within the body, the crimson eye was released with the help of Linghu Qiong's eyebrows.
From Wang Songling on down, many princes and elders of the Wang family were attacked one after another, and their sanity was instantly snatched away.
Several Supreme Elders actually hid powerful weapons in their Purple Mansion Consciousness Sea that could withstand attacks from the Yuan Shen. However, these magical weapons were knocked to pieces as soon as they collided with the invading foreign spiritual power.
"You...kaka!" Linghu Qiong's body convulsed, and green veins kept popping out of his body, as if countless wriggling earthworms were piercing under his skin. This weird attack had a huge impact on him.
It is also a terrible training.
Fortunately, he is a direct bloodline of the Linghu Saint Clan. He has been tempering his body with rare medicinal materials since he was a child. His true strength is comparable to that of a physical training saint, and his true cultivation level has also been instilled by his terrible master.
Taking shortcuts to reach the realm of saints.
A flood-like mental impact poured into Linghu Qiong's body and spurted out from between his eyebrows and his eyes.
Linghu Qiong hissed and laughed: "Wang Chengzhe, you never dreamed that I... was actually the most devout slave of my master, right? You traitor! You have betrayed your master, you have violated the contract with your master, you
These damn things, you must be punished!"
Wang Chengcheng was not soul-shocked, but after integrating into his body, the blood-colored eyes quickly penetrated his eyes and moved to the center of his eyebrows. A red light lit up between Wang Chengcheng's eyebrows, and the terrifying evil power of the soul invaded.
Wang Chunzhen's sea of consciousness turned into countless bloody runes and eroded towards Wang Chunzhen's Taoist Heavenly Soul.
Wang Chunzhen's body was trembling violently, and within half a quarter of an hour, when an elder from the royal family completely collapsed because of the illusion, and cut off his own head with a sword, Wang Chunzhen suddenly let out a long roar, and a happy cloud rose above his head.
Opening, a Taoist Heavenly Soul shaped like ten thousand leaves of Ganoderma slowly emerged from the Qingyun.
Wang Chengzhe, whose body was convulsing violently, opened his eyes. The sweat on his body had completely evaporated. He stared at Linghu Qiong and gritted his teeth and said: "Traitor? Who is the traitor? Linghu Qiong, you betrayed your own blood and your family.
Elder, you have betrayed the entire Saint Clan, you are the traitor!"
Wang Chengzhe howled at the top of his lungs, his eyes nearly jumping out of his sockets due to the excessive exertion: "Do you know what you are doing? You, do you want to let that guy continue to control the entire Saint Clan and make us all become whatever he wants?
Fish and meat... as a sacrifice?"
Linghu Qiong gritted his teeth, and the terrifying mental power was about to burst his sea of consciousness. While silently using secret techniques to stabilize his soul, he shouted sternly: "You still have the nerve to quibble? If it weren't for Master Tianen, how could you be where you are today?
Saints? You don’t know how to repay your master, but instead strike back, severely injuring your master when he was weak, and you want to exile him to the endless void forever!”
"You are the traitors, you are the ungrateful traitors!" Linghu Qiong jumped on his feet and roared: "Without the master, there would be no great achievements of the Holy Dharma Sect that swept across the world of Yuanlu. Without the master, you are just a group of ants! Only a bunch of ants!
Only the Master can lead us to pursue the supreme road and make us truly immortal and truly eternal!"
Wang Chengzhe was so angry that his lips turned black. Is this true eternity?
With such deceptive words, even the twenty-four most powerful immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm would not dare to speak of true eternity, right? That monster, that deceptive monster, the one who achieved the Holy Dharma, but almost destroyed it
The monster of the holy race...want to get eternity from him?
He will not give you eternity, but will only give you eternal annihilation.
With great difficulty, his body straightened up inch by inch, and he endured the severe pain of his soul being eroded by the blood-colored runes. He slowly took out a purple pill furnace the size of a fist. The transparent purple pill furnace was filled with glowing light. This was Wang Chenzhe.
The natal instrument 'Good Fortune Alchemy Furnace'.
"Linghu Qiong, betrayed the Saint Clan. Even if you are a blood descendant of Saint Linghu, your three generations of direct clan members will definitely die."
Wang Chengtong took a deep breath and was about to use the alchemy furnace when a golden torrent came from the slant and hit him hard on the back of the head.
Wang Chengzhe screamed miserably, and large amounts of blood spurted out from his broken brain. He stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to move again.
Niu Jinniu appeared from the golden light. He looked at Wang Chunzhu who fell to the ground after being attacked by him, and he put his hands together and saluted him gently.
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