153. Chapter 152 He is really crazy, kill the messenger of Yin God!
Chapter 152 He is really crazy, kill the messenger of the Yin God!
Hearing the words of Emperor Yan of the Sun, Qi Yuan felt warm in his heart.
"If any evil spirit takes action against me, I will definitely mention Lord Feng's name."
The group of friends is really nice.
It's a pity that he is still too weak now and can only hug the big brother's lap and cannot solve the big brother's problems.
After finishing chatting with Emperor Yan of the Sun, Qi Yuan changed into the name of the Blood-robed Sword God.
There are indeed many more friend requests on this account.
“Is this the leader of the Eastern Earth Society of the Shenhua Society?
Sure enough, the boss is the boss and he won’t change his ID.”
He passed the account with the ID "Master of Shenhuahui Dongtuhui".
Not long after, a piece of news came.
"Fellow Blood-clothed Sword God, do you have some time?"
"have."
"I didn't expect that our Shenhua Club's Dongtu branch would have a strong man like the Blood-clothed Sword God." The leader of the Shenhua Club's Dongtu branch first praised him as soon as he came up.
This made Qi Yuan a little embarrassed, and he asked directly: "What does the leader want from me?"
"Can the fight between fellow Taoists and Guangming Palace be settled?"
Seeing this, Qi Yuan was unwilling.
"The bloody feud between Guangming Palace and me cannot be settled!"
Is this leader of the Eastern Earth Society of the Shenhua Society here to be a lobbyist?
"It's just a little grudge, why don't you let it go, fellow Taoist?
My fellow Taoist is strong, but he can't beat four hands with two fists. Dozens of Zifus from the Guangming Palace gathered together, led by three late Zifus. My Taoist went there, just to die."
The leader of the Dongtu Club of the Shenhua Club is telling the truth, and this is also the perception of almost all the monks in the Zi Mansion.
Nowadays, almost all the powerful people believe that the grudge between the Blood-clothed Sword God and the Palace of Light will be settled until the Yin God appears on one side.
First of all, the Blood-clothed Sword God is too strong and has no worries. The Guangming Palace will not be able to deal with such a lone monk for a while.
Secondly, the Palace of Light is too powerful, and now it has retreated. The Blood-clothed Sword God has come to challenge us, seeking death.
"I have already posted a message to destroy all the Guangming Palace. If I don't go now, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?" Qi Yuan replied matter-of-factly.
This answer will make the master of Shenhuahui Dongtuhui confused.
"If fellow Taoist is willing to reconcile, the three palace masters of Guangming Palace will personally apologize to fellow Taoist.
The Guangming Palace will also present... some skills and some treasures." The leader of the Dongtu Guild of the Shenhua Hui continued, "The specific content of the compensation needs to be discussed with fellow Taoists and the people in the Guangming Palace.
Ten days later, in the Feixian Tower, the Guangming Palace will hold a banquet of hundreds of immortals to apologize to fellow Taoists. At that time, fellow daoists can separate themselves and go there to discuss the specific details of compensation with the master of Guangming Palace."
Qi Yuan was happy when he heard this.
Is this still the unruly Palace of Light that he has seen before?
"I still like their original unruly look."
The unruly, cold, noble, and aloof Bai Yueguang is more eager to conquer, isn't it?
"If you want to talk to me, the bloody war of hundreds of kingdoms will stop first, and then everyone in the Zifu will commit suicide." Qi Yuan said directly.
The leader of the Shenhua Club’s Dongtu Club fell silent.
Is this called peace talks?
"The Blood-clothed Sword God, are you really not willing to meet and have a talk?" the leader of the Shenhua Hui Dongtu Hui said in a helpless tone.
"Am I asking too much?
They are not even willing to commit suicide, they have no sincerity at all, and they even want to reconcile!"
"Meet? Feixianlou is free of charge.
Seven days later, I will personally go to the Guangming Palace headquarters and ask them to wash their necks and wait." Qi Yuan Haoheng said.
After saying that, he entered the Shenhuahui forum and posted a post.
"Seven days later, I, the blood-clothed sword god, represent justice and will destroy the Palace of Light!"
The destruction of Guangming Palace this time won the support of many people.
Qi Yuan finally issued a death notice.
After posting the post, Qi Yuan felt refreshed.
"Everyone in the Guangming Palace should be huddled in the headquarters now, so they can be defeated in one fell swoop."
After this post was posted, many people commented quickly.
"Senior, are you serious?"
“Witness history!”
"Senior is so powerful that I have long disliked Guangming Palace."
"Senior, why don't you think about it again?"
Reading the comments below, Qi Yuan became very excited.
"Sure enough, my heart is with me and my righteousness is with me."
However, when he saw some of the negative comments below, citing the power of the Guangming Palace and the fact that the Blood-clothed Sword God could not destroy the Guangming Palace, Qi Yuan looked a bit unhappy.
"Why can't it be banned?"
"Although there is some truth in what they said, they just seem very unhappy."
At this moment, Qi Yuan understood that it was fortunate that he was not the emperor. If he were the emperor, he would definitely be a coward and would not be able to listen to any long speeches.
Qi Yuan thought for a while and replied to Xiaoli, a huge fan of Fox Dong.
"This time, I will count your contribution to the destruction of the Guangming Palace."
In a distant place, Fox Cave, Xiaoli looked confused.
"Boss, I'm just here to shout for power, don't take me with you!"
Although her place is far away from the Palace of Light, it is not good to have an enemy for no reason.
…
As soon as the post was sent out, everyone in Cuiyunzhou was shocked.
In Cuiyun Continent today, in all the restaurants and inns, the most discussed topic is the final battle between the Palace of Light and the Blood-clothed Sword God.
Because the Blood-clothed Sword God threatened to destroy the Palace of Light in seven days, which was beyond the expectations of many people.
These people don't understand why the Blood-clothed Sword God dares to do this?
Even Old Man Wutian, the first person under the Yin God of the East Earth to ascend to the Heaven Pavilion, dare not say that he can destroy the Guangming Palace.
How dare the blood-clothed sword god?
Most of the lower-level monks verbally supported the Blood-clothed Sword God, but no one thought that the Blood-clothed Sword God would win.
After all, even if the Blood-clothed Sword God killed nine Zifus in the Guangming Palace, there are still more than fifty Zifus in the Guangming Palace, and there are three late-stage Zifus.
Coupled with Wanzai's background, how can the Blood-clothed Sword God fight?
At this time, Qi Yuan came out of the cave and was ready to bask in the sun.
A voice came into his ears.
"This bloody-robed sword god and Junior Brother Qi Yuan must both be cultivators of the Idiot lineage, otherwise it would be unexplainable that a great master of the Purple Mansion actually threatened to go to the Guangming Palace in person and conquer Lingxiao!" The speaker was none other than Kang Fulu.
Jiang Ya stood aside, her eyebrows furrowed and she seemed to be thinking about something.
When Qi Yuan heard Kang Fulu's words, he immediately became unhappy: "Senior brother, is it possible that the Blood-clothed Sword God showed his might and destroyed the Guangming Palace?"
"No way!" Kang Fulu shook his head.
Jiang Ya also spoke at this time: "Master once said that the Guangming Palace has the foundation of a Yin God... Even he has no way to deal with the Guangming Palace.
Blood-clothed Sword God...difficult.
The water here is very deep, and I don’t know what the final outcome will be.
However, the outcome of this matter has nothing to do with us, we are still preparing for the Eastern Land Talent List."
When Kang Fulu heard this, his expression became serious.
The top priority will be the Eastern Land Talent List, which will be launched in another half month.
He still had to work hard to fulfill the tasks entrusted by his father-in-law, the leader of the Shenguang Sect.
Qi Principle continued to bask in the sun and whispered: "No wonder the Guangming Palace has been domineering and prosperous for so many years, because everyone in the world is afraid of the Yin God.
But I’m not afraid, I have the Heavenly Dao Foundation, the Golden Pill of the Stars, and Lord Feng, the little Yin God, why should I care about it?”
After basking in the sun for a while, Qi Yuan felt bored, so it was time to go back and continue adapting the method.
Does the progress of "Qi Yuan Jing" still need to be advanced?
Looking at Xiaomai who was eating blood crystals next to him, Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask: "Do you think I can destroy the Guangming Palace?"
Xiaomai stopped, held Qi Yuan's hand in her sleeves, and nodded vigorously.
A smile suddenly appeared on Qi Yuan's face, and he hugged his wife's slender waist.
"Sure enough, I'd rather marry you with your discerning eye!"
Qi Yuan's previous irritability disappeared.
Seven days later.
Among the endless mountains, Qi Yuan was dressed in a blood-red robe, with a sword on his back.
There is endless blood lingering on the sword body.
Xu Yeli was dressed in black robes, holding a suona in his hand, with a worried look on his face.
The blood-clothed sword god threatened to destroy the Guangming Palace. When he heard this, he was also shocked.
Although he had heard the Blood-clothed Sword God say before that he vowed to destroy the Palace of Light, he didn't take it seriously at all.
But this time... for real?
"It's a pity that after the Guangming Palace was destroyed, only you played music for me." Qi Yuan looked at Xu Yeli and said with a look of regret.
Without Three Hundred Supreme Instruments, he always felt that something was missing.
Xu Yeli felt uneasy when he heard this.
I still think about playing music now. This blood-clothed sword god is truly a god!
"Senior, when should we set off?" Xu Yeli's heart was complicated at this time.
To be honest, he was a little timid.
This time is different from the past, we are going to the headquarters of Guangming Palace.
If the blood-clothed sword god dies, he will definitely die.
"We're both here, let's go now."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he flew into the sky.
Xu Yeli gritted his teeth and quickly followed, flying towards the Guangming Palace.
At this time, countless pairs of eyes from all the major fairy mountains and cities were staring at the Guangming Palace headquarters.
Everyone was a little surprised when they saw the bloody rainbow in the sky.
"The Blood-clothed Sword God is here."
"He actually dared to go!"
"Alas, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will definitely be famous throughout the ages."
"I hope the Blood-clothed Sword God will kill more Zifu from the Guangming Palace before he dies."
"Don't get too close to avoid harming the fish in the pond."
But at this time, Qi Yuan, who was above the sky, stopped.
Because, directly in front of him, a fairy chariot was blocking his way.
The immortal chariot is driven by six mad purple lions in the divine infant realm, which is very majestic.
In the immortal chariot, a high-spirited voice came.
"Your Excellency, you are the Blood-clothed Sword God?"
"Exactly." Qi Yuan looked stern and felt a little bad after being blocked.
"The Yin God has an order. The grudge between the Guangming Palace and the Blood-clothed Sword God will stop here." The curtain of the immortal chariot was opened, a snow-white lotus arm stretched out, and a golden edict appeared in front of Qi Yuan's eyes.
Above the decree, there is a big word "god" engraved on it, exuding an aura of terror.
Whenever one sees the word "god", whether it is the Divine Infant or the Zi Mansion, an incomparable feeling arises in the mind.
When Qi Yuan heard this, he immediately became happy: "Which Yin God?"
In the Immortal Chariot, the woman in the palace dress frowned slightly, and was quite dissatisfied with Qi Yuan's tone: "The Cave of Heaven and Earth, there is no such thing as a noble one!"
Before returning to Guangming Palace, the Grand Palace Master of Guangming Palace visited the Yin God in Tiandi Cave.
"I don't know him." Qi Yuan said lazily, "He is neither a policeman nor a judge, so he has no right to control me."
When Xu Yeli, who was behind Qi Yuan, heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Isn’t this bloody-robed sword god too courageous?
That's a yin god.
When the woman in the palace skirt heard this, she finally couldn't help but walked out of the immortal chariot. With red and phoenix eyes, she looked domineering: "How dare you violate the will of the venerable?
You are looking for death!"
The woman in the palace skirt has been serving Venerable Yeqiong for thousands of years. Who wouldn't be respectful to her whenever the Zifu saw her?
Facing the Yin God, those Zifus even humbled themselves into dust.
Qi Yuan's attitude made her feel dissatisfied.
"Am I looking for death?" Qi Yuan's eyes showed murderous intent, "I think you are looking for death!"
He was flying well, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he was ready to destroy the Guangming Palace in one go, but was stopped by someone.
How could he not be angry when a bossy aunt came?
Now, you are still threatening him?
The woman in the palace skirt was stunned. She looked at Qi Yuan in disbelief: "His Majesty thought that you had some talent and wanted to resolve the grudges and save your life. It seems that you are really stupid and don't know it!
Okay, bloody-robed sword god, I will go back and report truthfully to Venerable Yeqiong what you said today!"
After the woman in the palace skirt finished speaking, she waved her sleeves and entered the immortal chariot.
She had a strong murderous intention in her heart, but it was a pity that she was no match for the Blood-clothed Sword God, otherwise she would have taken action directly given her temperament.
Of course, when she goes back, she will definitely report the matter in front of Venerable Yeqiong with added jealousy.
By then, the Blood-clothed Sword God will be a dead man.
At this time, all the Zifu and Divine Infant monks who saw this scene were shocked and started talking about it.
"The Blood-clothed Sword God is really too ferocious. He is the messenger of the Yin God. He will offend you if he offends you!"
"If he wasn't fierce, how dare he go to the Guangming Palace headquarters?"
"It's a pity that I have offended the Reverend Youqiong. Even if I go to the Guangming Palace and survive by luck, there will be no place for him in the Eastern Land."
But in the next breath, the shock on their faces was even worse.
Only a sound full of murderous intent was heard coming from the sky.
"Did I let you go?"
"People can leave, but the body must stay here!"
As soon as Qi Yuan opened his mouth, he took action.
The bloody long sword was unsheathed, and the blood was overwhelming.
The original magical power of the ruler of the virtual world, Heart Demon Yin, followed the bloody sword and turned into a bloody stream of light, directly piercing the chest of the woman in the palace skirt.
The woman in the palace skirt looked in disbelief, like a female Sea King who refused to lick her when she saw a dog licking her: "You... are crazy..."
She couldn't understand.
How dare the blood-clothed sword god!
She is the messenger of the Yin God!
"Death!" Qi Yuan drew his sword again.
A big move, a flat A, and the little mid-term Zifu monk died in Qi Yuan's hands.
Qi Yuan waved his hand, and the woman's storage bag fell into his hands.
When Qi Yuan saw it, he immediately smiled and the anger in his heart completely disappeared.
"The killing is good, the killing is wonderful, the killing is croaking!"
This woman in palace dress is too rich!
There are two heaven-level magic arts in the storage bag.
Qi Yuan looked at the broken body of the woman in the palace dress, with a look of remorse on his face: "I'm sorry, if I had known you were so rich, I shouldn't have spoken so softly to you just now."
Qi Yuan wanted to squeeze out the little pearl, but unfortunately he couldn't.
He could only blame it on the fact that the white moonlight was not worthy of his deep affection.
At this time, all the monks who saw this scene were completely silent.
The blood-clothed sword god, killed the messenger of the Yin God?
Blood-clothed Sword God, you are not leaving yourself a way to survive!
Regardless of the outcome of today's battle with the Guangming Palace, the Blood-clothed Sword God has no place in the East.
Qi Yuan naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking.
Even if he knew it, he would ignore it.
He looked at the immortal chariot and remembered what Emperor Yan Huang had said.
When encountering a crisis from Yinshen, you can mention Fengjun's name.
So, he calmly said two words to the immortal chariot: "Fengjun."
After saying that, Qi Yuan turned into a blood rainbow and disappeared.
…
In the Guangming Palace, fifty-six Zifus gathered together.
Everyone's expressions were solemn.
The Grand Palace Master was bathed in the light, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "The Sword God in Blood Clothes... killed the envoy of Venerable Yeqiong."
"What?" The third palace master Zi Wei's expression changed drastically, and she was immediately surprised, "He is seeking death!"
The second palace master's voice was gentle and elegant: "No wonder he dares to come to our Guangming Palace headquarters. He is not pretending to be crazy, he is really crazy."
If you weren't really crazy, how could you dare to do such a thing?
If it were old man Wutian, he probably wouldn't dare to go straight to the Guangming Palace headquarters. On the way there, he would even kill an envoy of the Yin God.
"Oh, it's really unlucky to have offended such a lunatic." The Second Palace Master sighed, as if he was regretting the death of the nine Zifus.
"After slaying the Blood-clothed Sword God this time, I personally took his body to pay homage to Venerable Yeqiong." The Grand Palace Master said.
The Blood-clothed Sword God offended Venerable Yeqiong. After he got rid of the Blood-clothed Sword God, he naturally had to make good use of this relationship.
Some of the Zifus on the field were excited, while others were worried.
The Grand Palace Master's eyes are deep.
In his sleeves, the Emperor's Shocking Dragon Crown is still dormant.
This is also his greatest reliance.
This is also the reason why Guangming Palace has stood firm for thousands of years.
Even the Yin God will not arbitrarily make enemies of the Palace of Light.
However, this Yin Shen magic weapon is still incomplete and needs to be repaired and perfected through bloody battles among hundreds of nations before it can be used normally like a real Yin Shen magic weapon.
Before that, if you can't use it, don't use it.
Today, the Grand Palace Master does not want to use it.
"I gave him a chance to reconcile. Since he didn't agree and came to die, I can only satisfy him." The Lord of the Third Palace, Zi Wei, spoke with an angry voice.
Guangming Palace had shown great sincerity and even apologized, but the Blood-clothed Sword God not only refused to accept it, but even came to seek death!
This is also the thought of all the monks present.
"coming."
At this moment, an urgent voice came.
The more than fifty Zifus on the field raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
Red hits the eyes.
The place where the bloody rainbow passed was filled with murderous intent.
This murderous aura seemed to be too strong, turning the sky red.
The blood-red sky was strange and ghostly, and everyone who saw it felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
Qi Yuan was dressed in blood-colored robes and stood high in the sky, looking extremely handsome.
The bloody sword on his back seemed to be trembling, and he couldn't help but take it out of its sheath and drink the blood of the world.
He glanced at the majestic Guangming Palace in front of him and said in a lazy tone, "I will not kill anyone who leaves the Guangming Palace now."
Today, there are no weak people at the Guangming Palace headquarters. The weakest people who come are all divine infants.
As soon as these words came out, the third palace master Zi Xi showed a look of disdain on his face: "What a loud tone!"
Qi Yuan glanced sideways at Zi Xi: "I brush my teeth every day and I have no breath.
It's you, you probably haven't brushed your teeth in hundreds of years, and you've got me.
Is bad breath your original supernatural power?
Your original magical power is so strong that it hurts me."
Zi Xi's face turned green and red, and she could only say: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
Many Zifu and Divine Infants below looked at Qi Yuan with solemn expressions. Their hearts were not as free and relaxed as Qi Yuan's.
This battle seems inevitable.
Blood clouds pressed down on the palace, and more than fifty Zifu plus Thousand God Infants were displayed in the formation, and their expressions were inevitably a little nervous.
Qi Yuan glanced at the thousands of monks present, and when he saw the vast expanse of white, he showed a satisfied look: "Guangming Palace is indeed the number one force in Cuiyun Continent, and they are all old men I like."
Qualified old man, qualified Bai Yueguang.
Snap your fingers.
Xu Yeli behind him picked up the suona tremblingly. This was the first time he faced so many Zifus.
The desolate sound of the suona sounded at this moment.
The chilling atmosphere was also condensed to the extreme at this moment.
"Kill!" A cruel smile appeared in Qi Yuan's eyes.
ps: The new chapter won't be released until six o'clock, don't scold me, I have a reminder on the title.
