Zhao Shuang'er gritted her teeth tightly, and even her senior brother was slapped to death by Peng Sheng. With respectable people like them, how could they compete with him?
"Why don't you, Senior Sister Zhao and I go into the secret vault and ask these senior fellow apprentices to hold him back for a while?"
Zhang Jiuji pondered for a moment, and the aura emanating from Peng Sheng's body just now actually contained a ray of imperial power.
Even he felt extremely scared.
Chen Zaijian is dead, and I am afraid that the Perak Sect will soon notice it.
The dozens of venerables in front of them only need to resist for a moment, and maybe a powerful man from the Pili Sect will come and kill Peng Sheng.
If nothing else works, he can just wait until he gets the fortune in the secret treasure first, and then ask Yin Yue to take action and kill Zhao Shuang'er and Peng Sheng.
The two major forces compete for treasures, and ordinary strong people will never get involved.
It's a pity that they don't know that the lives of these two people are only in my mind, Zhang Jiuji.
Good fortune is mine!!
"This...is not good..."
Zhao Shuang'er was obviously hesitant, but with her strength, although it was impossible for her to be Peng Sheng's opponent, wasn't it more than enough to deal with Gong Jiu?
"Senior sister! Don't hesitate. This Pengsheng will obviously not let you go. Do you really want to be his concubine?!"
Zhang Jiuji gritted his teeth and drank softly, while Zhao Shuang'er was stunned for a moment, and finally took a deep breath and shouted coldly, "Brothers, set up the Thunderbolt Fire Formation!"
"Yes! Saint!"
Upon hearing this, a group of Perak Sect disciples immediately used their spiritual power to surround Peng Sheng in the center.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Peng Sheng snorted coldly and crossed his arms with both hands, showing no intention of taking anyone else seriously.
"kill!!"
Seeing this scene, the faces of all the disciples became more and more serious. As their palms changed, they saw thunderbolts of thunder and fire falling from the sky, heading towards Peng Sheng to suppress them.
"That's it?"
However, what is shocking is that Peng Sheng still did not use any spiritual power at this time, allowing the thunder to fall down one after another, but actually used the power of his body to resist them all.
joke.
In the past five hundred years, as he merged with that strand of the Great Emperor's bloodline, wasn't the thunder and fire he endured ten thousand times more terrifying?
"Gong Jiu! Hurry!"
Zhao Shuang'er gritted her silver teeth tightly, and her eyes were filled with sadness.
It is obvious that none of these Perak Sect disciples will survive today.
But as long as she can get the good fortune here, it's not a loss.
"good!"
Zhang Jiuji frowned and did not dare to hesitate any longer. The moment his palm was extended, the reincarnation mark suddenly burst into a mysterious brilliance.
"Buzz!"
In a land thousands of miles away, the sun shines everywhere.
I saw divine patterns condensing on the ancient jade tree, and mist rising.
And in the middle of its branches, a strange spiritual swirl tree hole is slowly emerging.
At the same time, Pili Zongzhong.
Ling Xiao, Zhao Wu and others suddenly put down their wine glasses, walked out of the hall, and looked in the direction of Taixu Mountain.
"The sect leader also feels it?"
"Imperial power...how is this possible?"
At this time, Zhao Wu's face suddenly turned pale.
Although the creations in Taixu Mountain are extremely rare, the imperial power...
Is the Holy Emperor's Palace too exaggerated?
"Is it imperial power?"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and there seemed to be some thought in his eyes.
He also felt that aura, it was indeed a ray of imperial power.
However, this ray of imperial power is too sloppy, and there is a clear gap between it and Chi Yan and Emperor Wu.
Obviously, this person with imperial power is not the real emperor.
"Zong...Zong Master!!"
On the mountain road in the distance, two young disciples suddenly came over, their eyes were filled with fear, and they stopped talking.
"What's the matter? Tell me!"
Zhao Wu's eyelids twitched slightly, and he already had some guesses in his heart.
These two people are the disciples of the Perak Sect who are responsible for taking care of the fortune cards. Thinking of the imperial power before.
It’s over, Barbie’s Q!!
"Sect Master, senior brother's life card is broken..."
The faces of the two disciples were pale. As the most powerful person in the contemporary era, although Chen Zaijian's talent was not as good as Zhao Shuang'er's, his realm had already entered the holy realm and he had condensed three holy patterns.
He is the person in the entire Perak Sect who has the greatest hope of reaching the supreme level within a thousand years.
But now... he suddenly fell into Taixu Mountain!!
"What!!"
Zhao Wu's body trembled, his steps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.
"metropolitan!!"
However, before the panic on his face dissipated, several figures appeared again on the mountain road in the distance.
"What...what happened?"
"Sect Master!! The second senior brother, the third senior brother, the fourth senior brother...the thirteenth senior brother's life cards are all broken!!"
"What!!!"
At this time, Zhao Wu felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body suddenly collapsed on the ground.
Although he guessed that there would definitely be casualties in the battle over creation.
But he seemed to have underestimated the ruthlessness of the Holy Emperor Palace, and actually slaughtered all of his generation?!
"Shuang'er...How about Shuang'er!!"
"Sect Master, Senior Sister Shuang'er has no..."
"Puch!"
A trace of blood immediately flowed from the corner of Zhao Wu's mouth, but the young disciple scratched his head and said, "Senior sister is fine."
"I said you..."
Even with Zhao Wu's character, he could hardly restrain the murderous intention in his heart at this time, so he killed the young disciple on the spot.
"Emperor's son...Emperor's son!!"
Suddenly, Zhao Wu seemed to have thought of something. He knelt down on his knees, moved in front of Ling Xiao, hugged his thighs with both hands, "I beg the emperor to seek justice for my Perak Sect!!"
Since the Holy Emperor's Palace has taken ruthless measures, I am afraid that no matter whether he goes or the ancestor of the Perak Sect goes, it will be difficult to change the situation.
Only Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan and the emperor of the human race, may be able to keep the Pili Sect's last hope.
"This... dispute over creation..."
Ling Xiao frowned, seeming a little embarrassed.
"Emperor's son! Please save Shuang'er. Zhao Wu will do the work of cows and horses without hesitation! No, ask Shuang'er to work as cows and horses for you!"
"Zongzhu Zhao made a serious statement. It is indeed a bit too much to cut off a person's inheritance. I'll go take a look. I hope it's not too late."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his eyes were deep, he took a step and disappeared instantly.
"Sect Master, we..."
Behind Zhao Wu, the faces of all the elders of the Perak Sect were ashen, and they were obviously very angry in their hearts.
"The power of the emperor... It seems that the Holy Emperor's Palace is probably thinking of destroying our Perak Sect this time..."
Zhao Wu sighed, raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling melancholy all over his body.
"That's all, since the emperor is gone, let's just wait and see what happens."
If there really is an emperor in Taixu Mountain, or even just a false emperor, it is simply not something that the Pili Sect can compete with.
And once everyone goes there, if the words are wrong, it may cause disaster.
"Why!"
The entire Perak Sect suddenly fell into mourning.
At this time, deep in Taixu Mountain, Zhang Jiuji stared gloomily at the slowly opening entrance to the secret realm, turning his head from time to time to look at the battle situation behind him.
only!
Even if dozens of Zunjing jointly set up a large formation, they still couldn't hurt Peng Sheng in the slightest.
I saw that the young emperor of the Holy Emperor Palace could crush the head of a Perak Sect genius with just one palm of his hand.
In just a few moments, in the ancient forest, rivers of blood flowed and broken bones were everywhere.
After the last Pili Sect disciple fell to the ground, Peng Sheng's eyes finally focused on Zhang Jiuji and Zhao Shuang'er.