One thousand seven hundred ninety-four how did you steal my lines?
"Is this the spiritual hall where Murong Huchen's bones were buried?"
The figure who entered the main hall before everyone else in the Imperial Palace was Yun Xiao, who had been hiding beside him for a long time. However, when he entered the spiritual hall and killed the pulse spirit, and then turned his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a wave of worry in his heart.
Feeling.
In fact, Yun Xiao was not too afraid of Tan Qigong, who was half a step up the holy ladder. He seemed to be fleeing far away, but in fact, he took a roundabout way and ended up behind everyone in the imperial palace.
The powerful featherless arrows from before shocked Yun Xiao, secretly thinking that he was caught off guard and might even be in trouble. Fortunately, the guys from the Imperial Palace were there to detect the mines first.
Yun Xiao, who had entered the spirit palace at the right time, would naturally not take a high-level heaven-level pulse spirit seriously. However, at this moment, he couldn't help but have a look of disappointment on his face.
Regarding the master of the Spiritual Hall, Murong Huchen, Yunxiao naturally knew the details of his relationship with the Murong family in his previous life. He also knew that he was an extremely talented and brilliant figure in the history of the Murong family.
It can be said that Murong Huchen is second only to the founding ancestor of the Murong family in the history of the Murong family, and his status in the hearts of many Murong family members is also extremely high.
This is also the reason why Yun Xiao chose to hide in secret and pick up this ready-made bargain. However, he originally thought that there might be many secret treasures in this palace, but he was undoubtedly a little disappointed at this moment.
The mourning hall belonging to Murong Huchen is empty. The situation in the hall is clear at a glance. There is only a table in the depth of the hall. Behind the table, a withered skeleton seems to be sitting cross-legged. It seems to be the so-called Murong Huchen.
"Little beast, let me see where you can escape this time?"
Just when Yun Xiao was looking at the withered bones behind the case, a familiar voice of angry shouting came from behind him. He knew without looking that it was the director of the Murong City Imperial Palace, Tan Qi, who had done his job.
"Escape? Do you look like I'm trying to escape?"
Yun Xiao turned around and looked at Tan Qigong who had already entered the palace, with a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The words that came out of his mouth made the elders of the imperial palace who followed Tan Qigong have all the expressions on their faces.
A sneer.
"If I read it correctly just now, you should have lost an elder and several high-level heaven-level pulse spirits, right?"
Yun Xiao would not care about the thoughts of the elders in the imperial palace. Hearing him talk, Detan Qigong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. The elder who had lost five pulse spirits glared at him angrily.
"What a pity. I have to regretfully tell you that there are no treasures in this Murong Huchen's spiritual palace. I'm afraid your elder and those pulse spirits died in vain!"
Perhaps this is what Yun Xiao wanted to express. Seeing these guys from the Imperial Palace who had gone through so much trouble to enter the Spiritual Palace, and how angry they were when they learned that the final result turned out to be such a result, then
It's something he likes to hear and see.
Hearing Yun Xiao's words, the expressions of Tan Qigong and all the cultivators of the Imperial Palace changed, especially the director of the Imperial Palace, who felt that something was not good.
Just now, I spent a lot of effort, not only losing five powerful pulse spirits, but also losing the life of an elder, and finally opened the door of this spiritual palace.
Unexpectedly, Tan Qigong felt as if he had swallowed a dead fly. Hearing the bad news again, he felt that his heart was about to burst.
Especially when Tan Qigong looked intently and saw only a table and a withered skeleton, he immediately knew that what Yun Xiao said was true. There was no way this hateful young man could take away the treasures in the palace in such a short period of time.
Evacuate?
You must know that Tan Qigong's movements are not much slower than Yun Xiao's. Even if those treasures are taken away by Yun Xiao, there should be a trace of them, or at worst there will be some residual aura.
But now, the entire hall is empty. Apart from a suspected remains of Murong Huchen and the ordinary desk, there is no third object. This is simply the most disappointing result for Tan Qigong.
"Hmph, even if there is only one withered skeleton, I will move you back to study it!"
But the next moment, when Tan Qigong glanced at the withered bones, he felt a little more hopeful, secretly thinking that Murong Huchen had such a famous reputation back then, maybe there were some secrets hidden in these bones.
"But before that, we have to deal with this little bastard first!"
Turning his gaze away from Murong Huchen's withered bones, Tan Qigong's eyes undoubtedly had a hint of extreme murderous intent. This unknown boy in rough clothes had repeatedly ruined his plans, and he would definitely not be able to stay.
"Boy, most people die for money. You haven't even seen this wealth, but you are going to die. I wonder if you have any last words?"
Seeing that there was no other exit from the main hall except the palace door, Tan Qigong didn't mind playing cat and mouse with the young man. If he could know the person behind the scenes from his mouth, it might be considered a great achievement.
It must be known that cultivators who dare to blatantly kill the elders of the Imperial Palace have been rare in the past hundred years in the Nine Layers of the Dragon Sky. Tan Qigong simply did not believe that the other party would be alone.
Now is the critical moment when Canglong Imperial Palace integrates the major family sects and builds Jiuzhong Longxiao into a monolith. Suddenly, such a person who opposes the imperial palace plan appears. Tan Qigong has reason to believe that this is definitely an opposition force.
undercurrent.
"Eh? Why did you steal my line?"
Hearing the mocking words of the Imperial Palace Director, a strange look suddenly appeared on Yun Xiao's face. What he said made all the Imperial Palace elders think that they had heard wrongly.
Even though Yun Xiao easily killed the second elder Yue Qizhai outside, the elders of the imperial palace did not think that this young man in rough clothes could really be the enemy of Master Suo Si who was half a step up to the holy level.
After all, the previous fight between Yun Xiao and Yue Qizhai was too short, and Yue Qizhai died of poison at first glance. In a sense, this kid was just taking advantage of the situation.
There are many poison masters in the world, and their poisons will make cultivators of the same level change their expressions. However, this does not mean that the poison masters are truly invincible at the same level. As long as you carefully guard against the poisons they cast,
The chances of winning will still be huge.
What's more, that young man was only at the late stage of Tongtian Realm. He even killed Yue Qizhai by surprise. Now that his methods are all exposed in front of others, how could Lord Suo Si, who is half a step up to the holy level, not be able to deal with it?
"Since you don't have any last words, then just go die!"
Tan Qigong was so angry at Yun Xiao's weird and taunting words that he felt torture just looking at the young man's face again, so he immediately exploded in the next moment.
The pulse energy of the half-step Holy Step burst out, causing the elders of the Imperial Palace who were not far away to subconsciously take a step back. At the same time, there was a touch of surprise in their hearts. The strength of the secret master seemed to have improved.
Be diligent.
The half-step to the Holy Level is already the last half step from Tongtian Realm to the Third Realm of Holy Vein. As long as you can cross that threshold, you can become a true Saint-level Huanxuan Realm powerhouse.
The three realms of the Holy Vein are divided into the three realms of Hua Xuan, Dongyou and the Holy Saint. Even the lowest realm of Hua Xuan is more than a hundred times stronger than those at the peak of Tongtian Realm. They are two completely different realms.
Above the nine-level dragon sky, it can be said that there are as many heaven-level experts as dogs, but to reach the level of the third realm of the Holy Vein, you need a certain amount of opportunity and a certain amount of luck.
Many times, even for some big families and sects with a long tradition, it is quite difficult to cultivate a strong person in the third level of the Holy Vein. At most, it is only half a step of the Holy Level.
For example, Jiang Jingyu, the genius of the Chongxiao Sect that Yun Xiao met in the Chongxiao Stairway space, was a super genius with half a step to the holy level, and the so-called Chongxiao Sect could almost be ranked among the first-rate forces.
Murong City was quite prosperous back then, and the Murong family had an endless stream of powerful saint-level warriors. Unfortunately, over the past hundred years, Murong City was no longer the Murong City it was back then. Even the powerful warriors in the early stages of the Hua Xuan Realm were rare.
It can be said that Tan Qigong, the director of Murong City Imperial Palace, is the strongest person in this area, so he has absolute confidence to completely kill this hateful bastard in front of him.
What Tan Qigong is most afraid of Yun Xiao is the highly poisonous thing that poisoned Yue Qizhai. Apart from that, what kind of trouble can a young boy who is only in the late Tongtian realm make?
Unfortunately, what Tan Qigong didn't know was that the Yunxiao methods he had seen were just the tip of the iceberg among his many methods. He had no idea what kind of existence he was facing.
"The water-covered spirit!"
A deep drink was heard from Tan Qigong's mouth, and then a strange pulse spirit appeared in front of him, its whole body wrapped in water, and its body shape was constantly changing like water flow.
The north belongs to water, and most of the Murong family have water attribute cultivators. Therefore, Tan Qigong, who was selected by the Canglong Imperial Palace as Murong City's superintendent, is naturally a water attribute cultivator.
The so-called water-covering spirit he sacrificed at this moment was something he refined by chance. It is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought. Although it is as high-level as the previous elder's pulse spirit, its combat power is incomparable.
Same thing.
The ever-changing water-covered spirit kept twisting and attacking towards Yun Xiao, and upon seeing this scene, a hint of hidden amusement flashed through the depths of the latter's eyes.
"Call the water attribute pulse spirit in front of me?"
There must be a reason why Yun Xiao had such thoughts, and the biggest reason was the ice-cold ancestral veins in his body, as well as the extreme fire of water that had been refined.
Although the extreme fire of water appears in front of people in the form of flames, its essence is still water, and it is the fire of chaos. The extreme fire of water has a very strong suppressive effect on all water-attribute energy in the world.