Outside World Mountain, Song Qingyun stood on the canopy of a tree, her clothes fluttering and her black hair flying, as if she was about to lift up the clouds and fly away.
It has been a long time since people from the six major sects and many casual cultivators, including Chen Yu, entered the underground space behind the stone gate. The sky turned slightly fish-belly white, and things around them began to become clearer.
"I don't know if the leader has encountered the black water snake!" Song Qingyun said worriedly.
"Boom!" Suddenly, above Qingming, lightning twisted like a horned dragon pierced the sky, and thunder rumbled, shaking the surrounding areas.
The light of lightning was too dazzling, and it was actually a strange blood color. In the ancient ruins, there was a strong wind howling, like thousands of ghosts crying.
"What's going on?" The sky should have gotten brighter, but it turned dark again. Above the sky, billowing dark clouds gathered, like a majestic ocean turned upside down.
From time to time, bloody lightning flashed through the dark clouds and lit up, making the ancient ruins look like endless purgatory.
This was the first time Song Qingyun had seen such a vision in his life, as if a supreme being had created the world from chaos.
A woman's sixth sense made Song Qingyun feel that things were not that simple.
Blood lightning is not just blood lightning. There must be something coming out from behind the dark clouds, wanting to come to this world.
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But at this moment, in the deepest part of the underground space, in the Ancient Bronze Palace, Chen Yu looked at the sleeping Alice, and his heart finally fell. The poison of Kuixian Powder was completely resolved, and the damage caused by the poison had been repaired.
The Jidao Immortal Weapon is still merging with Alice, and Chen Yu doesn't know when it will be completed.
Turning around, Chen Yu gently stroked his right hand on the hilt of the Wanhong Sword at his waist, and his eyes were as gloomy as water as he glanced at the people in the audience.
"Rogue cultivator surnamed Chen, you are so courageous. If we don't look for you, how dare you come here to die?" Chu Tianxia, the great elder of Tiandao Sect, looked at the Wanhong Sword at Chen Yu's waist, his eyes as red as blood.
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Chu Tianxia didn't hate the death of the second elder Gong Kui of Tiandao Sect. What he hated was that Chen Yu killed the young sect leader Zhu Qing together with him.
You must know that Zhu Shiji, the leader of Tiandao Sect, does not have many years left to live. He must do his best to advance to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Even if he advances to the Nascent Soul Realm, Zhu Shiji still has to break through the space channel and go to the big realm. Therefore, Zhu Qing will be the helmsman of Tiandao Sect for the next hundreds of years.yyls
But the man at the helm was killed by Chen Yu to the point where not even his whole body was left.
In addition, Yuntian Mansion and Liuhe Sect, which relied on Tiandao Sect, were also destroyed by Chen Yu on his own.
The Tiandao Sect is really hurt. In the next few decades, it will not be able to compare with the other five major sects and will become the weakest of the six major sects.
For this reason, Chu Tianxia wanted to eat Chen Yu's flesh and drink Chen Yu's blood.
"This little casual cultivator not only killed Feng Qiu, the second elder of Tianyao Sect, and his disciple Zhou Huxiao, but also tried to put the blame on Tiandao Sect and let our two sects kill each other, so you can reap the benefits."
"Today, this is the place where you will be buried." Cao Mu said in a solemn tone, his eyes opening and closing with murderous intent evident.
As for Lan Tu, it goes without saying that Lu Xianke, the third elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, had his head crushed by Chen Yu not long ago, and Lan Tu was defeated by Chen Yu. He must kill Chen Yu in order to save himself and the Holy Spirit Sect.
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There are also Rogge and Fang Zizai, who were brutally raped by Chen Yu on Jiuling Island, and were forced to bow and apologize to Chen Yu. This incident was regarded by the two as a great shame and humiliation, and they naturally wanted to kill Chen Yu.
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"The casual cultivator surnamed Chen, where did you hide my closed disciple Song Qingyun?" Huang Zhanhong, the great elder of the Zizai Sect, asked in a majestic manner.
Chen Yu looked at him with calm eyes and did not reply.
Huang Zhanhong put his hands behind his back and said with an arrogant expression: "I'll give you a chance. As long as you hand over Song Qingyun, I don't have to participate in this battle."
Song Qingyun was talented and intelligent, had a clear mind, was beautiful, tall and plump, and was the best candidate for dual cultivation. Huang Zhanhong didn't want to give up unless he had to.
Unfortunately, Chen Yu still ignored him, which made Huang Zhanhong, who was used to raising his head, extremely annoyed.
Looking at Chu Manxian with his long and narrow eyes, dark and cold pupils, Chen Yu said expressionlessly: "Before, I saved your life from Lu Chen, and then I took away the Xuantian Treasure Armor. There is no mutual respect between you and me.
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"But I still hope you won't get involved in this matter. It's over now. I, Chen Yu, owe you a favor."
Seeing Chen Yu facing so many people without any fear, Chu Manxian's eyes were full of complexity. She didn't think Chen Yu could walk out of the underground space alive.
However, the fragrance of herbs coming from the clothes on his body from time to time made the Chu Man Fairy nod his head gently like a ghost, "You can take care of yourself. I can take a step back, but we are the same six sects, so I will not help you."
Come on, the Chu Man Immortal moved lightly and actually took a step back.
"Thank you!" Chen Yu said sincerely.
"Fairy Chu, do you know what you are doing?" Chu Tianxia shouted.
This time Xianzang was born, the six major sects temporarily formed an alliance to jointly explore the ancient ruins.
Now Xianzang is just ahead, but Chen Yu is blocking the way. The first thing the people from the six major sects have to do is to deal with Chen Yu, and then find a way to kill Alice.
But at this critical moment, Chu Manxian took a step back.
"What? Fairy Chu, are the Wuliang Sword Sect giving up on Immortal Cang?" Cao Mu said coldly.
The Chu Manxian is like an aloof narcissus, blooming alone without saying a word.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Chu Tianxia said hello three times in a row and said: "If we get the Immortal Treasure in the future, you Wuliang Sword Sect don't come crying and asking for a share of the pie."
On the nine-story altar, Chen Yu looked at Huangfu Feng and said, "Elder Huangfu, I know Wang Xinyao, the jewel in the palm of Wanguo Sect of Xuan Mo Sect."
Huangfu Feng's voice was hoarse, and he nodded and said, "I heard the young lady talk about this matter. Fellow Daoist Chen, I will not interfere in this matter."
Say it, Huangfu Feng took a step back and stood with Chu Manxian.
"Elder Huangfu, I advise you to think carefully!" Lan Tu said harshly.
Huangfu Feng said calmly: "Don't worry, I know exactly what I'm doing!"
Among those present, if we were to fight alone, even the six great elders of the six major sects would not be Chen Yu's opponent.
The only way to kill Chen Yu is for the six great elders to join forces and destroy him with the power of thunder.
However, Chen Yu's few words actually caused Chu Manxian of the Wuliang Sword Sect and Huangfu Feng of the Xuan Mo Sect to retreat and choose not to intervene in this matter.
Without two powerful forces, the success rate of the others against Chen Yu will be greatly reduced.
"What are you afraid of? I don't believe that a humble cultivator can be the opponent of the four of us!" Huang Zhanhong said with disdain.
Chu Tianxia of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Cao Mu of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Lan Tu of the Holy Spirit Sect, Huang Zhanhong of the Zizai Sect, plus Luo Ge and Fang Zizai.
So many high-ranking beings in the Mysterious Spirit World want to unite to kill a single cultivator today. This is something that has never happened in the Mysterious Spirit World in hundreds of years.