One thousand seven hundred and ninety-three sit back and enjoy
Crack!
It's a pity that although Tan Qigong's warning sound came quickly, it was still a little too late. The next moment, many elders only heard a soft sound, and the elder of the Imperial Palace who pushed the door froze.
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A blood flower emerged from the person's back, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, and there seemed to be a trace of resentment and a trace of regret.
Perhaps when the elder of the Imperial Palace was about to die, he felt a bit of resentment towards Mr. Suo Si who asked him to lead the way. Now he has really become a scapegoat.
However, in a dirty and dark place like the Imperial Palace, with a boss like Tan Qigong, the current fate is reasonable. However, in this way, the Imperial Palace will undoubtedly lose another elder.
Bang!
The sound of the Imperial Palace elder losing his life and falling to the ground seemed to hit the hearts and minds of every Imperial Palace elder.
Especially the elder who was one step behind and managed to escape the disaster, his face turned pale as he took a few steps back in panic, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Tan Qigong's face was naturally not very good-looking. He could sense that the arrow that shot through the chest of the elder of the Imperial Palace just now was a featherless arrow. However, at that speed, he asked himself that even if he was on the scene, he might not be able to
Able to avoid.
Because the speed was so fast, as if just after hearing the sound of breaking wind, the tip of the arrow had already penetrated into the chest of the elder of the Imperial Palace, which was really hard to guard against.
"Why are you panicking? It's just a temple for the dead, and it doesn't know how to eat people!"
However, Tan Qigong would not show his fear at this time. When he saw the elder of the imperial palace rolling and crawling back more than ten feet, he couldn't help but cursed, which made all the elders feel a twinge of fear.
It is true that the dead man's soul palace cannot eat people, but it can kill people. A dignified elder of the late Tongtian realm died inexplicably under a flying arrow. Who wouldn't be panicked?
Tan Qigong naturally knew that in the face of the facts, no matter how much he said, it would be useless, and with the past experience of the deceased elder of the Imperial Palace, even if he forced the order, no one would dare to open the door.
The chief of the Murong City Imperial Palace still has some sanity. Under his forced orders, these elders may not dare to disobey him, but from now on, they may become alienated from him.
Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to take the lives of his subordinates seriously if he still insisted on doing it himself even though he knew he was going to die? Tan Qigong, who focused on cultivating his confidants, finally had no need to force others to do anything at this time.
"Pulse Release Spirit!"
It has to be said that Lord Suo Si is quite wise. After hearing his deep drink, all the elders of the Imperial Palace, including Ruan Buwei, were all bright-eyed, and at the same time they felt a hint of resentment.
The reason why these elders of the imperial palace are resentful is because they are secretly jealous. Sir, if you have such a good idea, why didn't you tell it earlier? Otherwise, the elder would not have died miserably.
In fact, Tan Qigong also thought of a temporary solution. The pulse spirits are all under the control of the master, and the pulse spirits refined by some cultivators are extremely powerful. Even if there are any mechanisms in the spirit palace, at least for the elders of the imperial palace,
There is no threat to your life.
Whoosh!
As Tan Qigong's eyes turned, one of the elders stretched out his right hand, and then a huge thing appeared. At first glance, it was a physical and tyrannical power-shaped pulse spirit.
"go!"
Hearing the elder of the imperial palace shout softly, the huge pulse spirit flew out of the air. It had lost its intelligence and would not care about the danger. It would only act according to the wishes of its master, even if
Ahead is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
Hee hee hee…
The pulse spirit took over from the previous elder and began to push the palace door. At the same time, the sound of breaking wind sounded one after another. In just a moment, the huge pulse spirit was riddled with holes and was dead.
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"continue!"
But when Tan Qigong saw that the palace door had been pushed open a few more inches, he showed no mercy at all and shouted loudly again, leaving the pulse spirit master with no time to feel heartbroken before he sacrificed another huge creature.
It seems that the elder of the Imperial Palace is good at cultivating physical strength. The pulse spirit sacrificed at this moment is also a huge thing, but he knows that even if his pulse spirit can really open the palace door, it will probably take a long time.
The losses are all gone.
Fortunately, the strong men in the late Tongtian realm could already refine several pulse spirits. After all four pulse spirits were shot to death by featherless arrows, the door of the spiritual palace belonging to Murong Huchen finally opened wide.
Moreover, after the palace door was opened, no such tyrannical featherless arrows were shot in the hall, which made Tan Qigong feel surprised and happy, and he did not pay attention to the extremely heartbroken elder of the imperial palace.
The elder of the Imperial Palace had lost four full pulse spirits before he pushed the palace door open. It was not that easy for him to replenish the number of pulse spirits he had.
What's more, those pulse spirits were carefully selected by the elder. Once he lost four of them, his heart was bleeding. He only hoped that Sir Suo Si could give him some compensation after finding the treasure in this spiritual palace.
Speaking of which, when Murong Huchen's spiritual palace was opened this time, the imperial palace suffered heavy losses. There were only four pulse spirits, but the elders at the late stage of Tongtian Realm were one less dead.
Talking about how a simple arrow without feathers could be so powerful really shocked Tan Qigong, so even if the palace door was wide open, he didn't make too many moves for a while, for fear that there would be some danger.
"Let a pulse spirit go in first and take a look!"
After a while, Tan Qigong repeated his old trick and shouted softly at the elder with a bitter look on his face, which made the latter somewhat resentful. There are other elders in this imperial palace. Why are you pointing at my pulse spirit to cause harm?
Woolen cloth?
However, they were all stared at by Tan Qigong's cold eyes. The elder of the imperial palace did not dare to be too negligent. He could only use one of his power-type pulse spirits and cautiously approach the palace door.
"I hope the treasures in Murong Huchen's spiritual palace will not disappoint me!"
Seeing the pulse spirit approaching the door of the Spiritual Palace with gentle hands, Tan Qigong's eyes flashed with light. This door was opened only after losing an elder of the imperial palace. If the treasure inside cannot enter his eyes, I'm afraid
He will explode on the spot.
"Huh? Is everything okay?"
While Tan Qigong was thinking, the huge pulse spirit had already stepped into the spiritual palace, and this time no more accidents happened, which made all the cultivators in the imperial palace look surprised.
I originally thought that the gate of Murong Huchen's Spiritual Palace was so dangerous, and the palace was full of traps. I didn't expect that this hall was only difficult to enter. The inside of the hall was not as dangerous as everyone imagined.
Whoosh!
However, just when Tan Qigong was surprised and was about to follow the pulse spirit into the hall, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came from beside him, which made him startled, thinking that something had happened again.
Tan Qigong, who was frightened, quickly turned around, and at this glance, his lungs almost exploded with anger, because he saw a familiar figure in rough clothes passing by, and entered the hall before him.
among.
"It's that nasty little bastard!"
With just one glance, Tan Qigong knew that it was definitely not any of the elders of the Imperial Palace. These elders were not so courageous. The familiar figure from behind was clearly the boy in rough clothes who poisoned Yue Qizhai outside.
Tan Qigong's anger was really extraordinary. He who was originally disliked by the young man was unexpectedly attacked by the young man who was behind him. How could he swallow this sigh of relief?
"Come in! Come in! I will cut that kid into pieces!"
Tan Qigong, who was furious, felt that his anger could not be expressed, and it was trapped in his chest as if it was about to burst. He heard him let out a loud roar, until he thought that there might not be any other exit in this hall.
Only then did he calm down a bit.
The kid was so slippery before that Tan Qigong couldn't catch up with him. Now that he entered the hall on his own, he was throwing himself into a trap. This time, he was determined to catch the turtle in the urn.
"roar!"
Just when Tan Qigong's violent shout fell, a demonic roar suddenly came from the hall. It turned out to be the elder who had just sacrificed his pulse spirit. It seemed that he sensed the anger of Lord Suo Si and immediately let out his pulse spirit.
He took action against the young man in rough clothes.
Bang!
However, the next moment, everyone heard a loud sound coming from the hall, and then a black shadow flew out, but who was the pulse spirit of the elder?
But at this moment, the pulse spirit had no breath at all. When it finally fell hard to the ground and could no longer move, many elders in the imperial palace couldn't help but look at each other.
It was obvious that in just one round, the huge pulse spirit that had reached the advanced level of heaven was killed by a single blow from the young man in the hall. Such a method was simply terrifying.
The master of Mai Ling was furious at first, and then a look of fear appeared on his face. Thinking of the scene where the young man killed Yue Qizhai on the shore of Yingrong Lake, he suddenly became a little hesitant.
The other elders seemed to be shocked by the death of the Pulse Spirit. They asked themselves that their strength may not be comparable to Yue Qizhai. If they entered the hall rashly, they might end up with the same fate as the Pulse Spirit.
"A bunch of cowards!"
Seeing the cowering looks of many elders, Tan Qigong was really angry. However, he did not say this curse. In fact, he now knew that the elders of the Imperial Palace alone would not be able to deal with that.
Boy's.
Fortunately, Tan Qigong himself was a half-step saintly warrior, but he didn't have so many scruples. After pondering for a moment, powerful pulse energy emerged from his body, and he rushed into the spiritual palace first.
Seeing this, many of the elders of the imperial palace behind him finally suppressed the fear in their hearts and hurriedly followed him. Master Suo Si was blocking them in front, as if their fear of the young man in rough clothes had also diminished a bit.