Chapter 334 The Great Power Falls, Be Alone with the Lord of the Ewha Palace
The formation collapsed, Li Changan risked his life, and a gap was torn open in the barrier.
The body decomposed, the limbs were shattered into dregs, the black knife in his hand was broken into dozens of pieces, and the aura was lost.
Li Changan knew that he would not survive, so before he died, he let his soul slip into the gap and saw the entire imperial palace.
"It turns out this is the complete imperial pattern..."
Without any obstruction, Li Changan's soul could clearly see the ninety-nine palaces in the Imperial Palace, as well as the ancient imperial patterns entwined in every corner of the palace.
At this moment, Li Changan felt very small.
So what about the monks in the realm of the Divine Bridge? Before they reach the other shore, they are still just ants in the secular world.
“It’s worth it.”
In an instant, the power of the imperial pattern passed by and wiped out Li Changan's soul.
At this point, a great master of Shenqiao who dominated the world came to the end of his life and came to a close.
"Laoli!"
Old Man Feng from the Kunlun Realm looked at the scene of Li Changan's death, his heart ached, and he shouted loudly.
The death of his old friend and his confusion about his future made it difficult for Mr. Feng to calm down and he had mixed emotions.
Someone originally wanted to take the opportunity to take action and tear open the crack in the barrier.
However, with the fall of Li Changan, the cracks quickly repaired themselves and remained intact, cutting off those people's thoughts.
"The imperial palace cannot be explored. Leave quickly."
Some old guys were really scared, dragging their injured bodies and leaving in shock.
"Manpower cannot break the barrier outside the imperial palace, so we mortals should stop wishing for anything."
Hundreds of powerful people were more or less injured and did not dare to act rashly. Their hearts were filled with fear.
"It makes us see hope, and then makes us feel despair. Why!"
Many old people looked up to the sky and sighed, looking at the imperial palace with mixed emotions.
It's obviously very close, but it's like two worlds, untouchable.
"Let's go!"
The most important thing now is to go back and find a safe place to retreat and recuperate, so as not to be taken advantage of by hostile forces.
In just a few hours, this area of Desolate Star lost more than half of its people.
It won't be long before the news about the imperial palace will spread all over the world. There are many people in the world who are not afraid of death, and they will definitely take huge risks to come here for a shocking opportunity.
The danger in the imperial palace exceeds the original expectations of the world's strongest men.
This storm is not over yet, it has just begun.
For a long time to come, monks from all walks of life will focus on the Imperial Palace.
On top of the chariot of Ewha Palace.
Chen Qingyuan and others witnessed this scene with their own eyes and had an intuitive understanding of the ancient emperor's methods, which was extremely shocking.
"Saint, you lost the bet."
After coming back to his senses, Chen Qingyuan turned to look at Wang Shutong, who was still in a daze beside him, and whispered.
Wang Shutong's eyelids trembled slightly and he looked at Chen Qingyuan.
Despite her cold appearance, she was very uncomfortable inside.
Three top-quality spiritual veins are equivalent to Wang Shutong's entire family fortune.
To be honest, Wang Shutong really didn't expect that he would lose.
All the heroes in the world worked together, but they couldn't break the barrier outside the imperial palace. It's incredible.
"Holy girl, you don't want to default on your debt, do you?"
Seeing Wang Shutong's delay in responding, Chen Qingyuan said.
"It's just a few spiritual veins, so I won't default on my debt."
It was a matter of face, so Wang Shutong could only fulfill the bet.
With a wave of his sleeve, a Sumeru ring floated towards Chen Qingyuan.
Chen Qingyuan checked the ring and found that there were a lot of spiritual stones inside, almost equal to three top-grade spiritual veins.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"Thank you."
Then, Chen Qingyuan put the spirit stone into his space artifact and returned the empty Xumi ring to Wang Shutong.
The two parties signed a pre-gambling agreement, and Wang Shutong had no choice but to default on the bill.
Wang Shutong was in a very uncomfortable mood. Not only did he lose his family fortune, but the Lord Lihua was also injured.
Whoosh!
Not long after, Holy Lord Liu Nansheng stepped onto the chariot.
"Master, are you okay?"
Wang Shutong hurried forward and asked worriedly.
"fine."
Liu Nansheng is very strong, even if he is injured, it will not hurt his roots, he said expressionlessly.
At this time, Liu Nansheng passed through the crowd and walked straight towards Chen Qingyuan.
"Junior Chen Qingyuan, pay homage to senior."
Originally, Chen Qingyuan wanted to pretend to be transparent, but it seemed that he had no chance, so he quickly bowed and saluted.
"No gift."
Liu Nansheng has been secretly observing Chen Qingyuan for a long time and is very interested in this unparalleled evildoer.
After getting up, Chen Qingyuan and Liu Nansheng looked at each other, feeling extremely stressed.
The middle-aged woman in front of her is one of the most legendary women in the world. Even compared to Dean Daoyi, she is not much inferior.
"Senior, is there something wrong?"
Chen Qingyuan found that Liu Nansheng had been staring at him and never left, so he asked bravely.
"I have heard about you and am very interested in you."
Liu Nansheng was straightforward and expressed his thoughts.
"Senior suppresses the Southern Territory and has many things to do every day. It is my honor to be interested in my affairs."
After being stunned for a moment, Chen Qingyuan immediately complimented.
"Are you afraid of me?"
How could Liu Nansheng not hear such obvious flattery?
"It's not fear, it's respect."
Chen Qingyuan explained.
"I invite you to have a cup of tea, would you be willing?"
There is no need to plan for the imperial palace for the time being, and Liu Nansheng is unwilling to leave just now, so she plans to rest in the chariot. Now that she has free time, she wants to get to know Chen Qingyuan well.
"Of course I do."
I really want to refuse, but I don't have the right.
Chen Qingyuan pretended to be honored on the surface, but felt helpless in his heart.
A room in the chariot has an antique feel and is filled with incense.
There is a row of screens placed inside the house, depicting lifelike scenery, including mountains, rivers, the country, the sun, the moon and stars.
Sitting on the inside of the screen is Holy Lord Liu Nansheng.
Outside, Chen Qingyuan is sitting upright.
There is fragrant tea on the table in front of you. The aroma of tea and incense overlap and hit your nose, making you intoxicated.
It was very quiet in the Accord. Chen Qingyuan could clearly hear the beating of his own heart, which made him feel quite nervous.
"I have a question. Could you please ask Xiaoyou Chen to answer it?"
Liu Nansheng took a sip of tea and said softly.
"Senior, please speak."
After finishing speaking, Chen Qingyuan held his breath and concentrated.
"Buddhism has never asked about the affairs of the mortal world. Why is it so friendly to you and even gave you the relics of the previous abbot?"
Liu Nansheng asked.
"Actually, I don't know much about this matter." In front of such a big boss, Chen Qingyuan couldn't lie, so he could only tell the truth: "A hundred years ago, I went to Dongtu under the orders of my master to help the Buddhist town kill a statue.
Devil. Afterwards, Buddhism gave me a Buddhist bead."
"That devil is dead?"
For many years, Liu Nansheng had not paid much attention to the matter of Dongtu. Suddenly she heard that the devil had died, and a complicated look that was difficult to hide passed through her eyes, and her tone was a bit surprised and shocked.
Buddhism has always concealed the story of the devil, and since it has only been a hundred years, it is normal that the news has not spread.