Inside and outside the ancient bronze palace, there was total silence. Only Huang Zhanhong, Chu Tianxia, Cao Mu, and Lan Tu were breathing heavily.
"Where does this casual cultivator surnamed Chen come from? Why is he so strong?" Some elders from small sects said in fear, thinking that Chen Yu's combat power was comparable to that of the six major sect leaders.
"The four great elders of the Zi Zi Sect, Holy Spirit Sect, Tiandao Sect, and Tianyao Sect are not famous beings. They have been famous for hundreds of years. Today, the four of them joined forces for the first time and actually fought to a close with a young monk. This is shocking
It’s unbelievable.” Some casual cultivators asserted that there must be a big shot standing behind Chen Yu, because a truly lonely casual cultivator would not be able to reach such heights.
"Is Sanxiu Chen dead?" This is what everyone wants to know. On the nine-story altar, Chen Yu is sitting there, with his head lowered and his black hair scattered. It is difficult to sense the fluctuation of life breath from his body.
"He must be dead. He is really young, and he did not use the facial preservation technique. I could feel the strong breath of life from his body before, but now it is extinguished."
"No matter what, this battle can be said to be unprecedented in the Xuanling world in three hundred years. Even if the casual cultivator named Chen dies, he is destined to become one of the most dazzling stars in the sky."
In the ancient palace, Chu Tianxia, Cao Mu, Huang Zhanhong, and Lan Tu were half-convinced about Chen Yu's death.
The four of them looked at each other, and Huang Zhanhong, who was the least injured, stood up with difficulty and looked at the many monks watching outside the ancient temple.
"Everyone, I am seriously injured and it is difficult to use my magical powers. Now, whoever can step forward and chop off the head of a monk named Chen, I, Huang Zhanhong, will recruit him into my free door, grant him the seat of elder, and enjoy glory and wealth." Huang Zhanhong's words were full of glory.
Endless magic power.
Outside the ancient palace, many monks looked at each other, but unfortunately no one agreed.
Investigating the root cause, Chen Yu's combat prowess is so incredible that at such a young age, he is on par with the heads of the six major sects.
No one really dares to be 100% sure that he is dead, so no one dares to get close to him.
Lan Tu swallowed the high-level healing elixirs he had accumulated for almost half his life, and finally stabilized his injuries. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "You must all know that the girl on the bone bed, called Alice, was my new acquisition two years ago.
The closed disciple is an earthling."
Everyone in the six major sects present knew who Alice was from Earth, and the elders of the smaller sects, including the casual cultivators, could probably guess it even if they didn't know the inside story.
People in the Xuanling Realm, whether they are high-ranking monks or ordinary mortals, all have the same appearance and hair color as the Chinese people on Earth.
As for Alice, who has blonde hair and blue eyes and is full of exotic charm, it can be seen at a glance that she is not from the mysterious world.
Nowadays, the mysterious world is connected to the earth, and you can tell with your toes that Alice is from there.
Glancing at the people outside the ancient bronze palace, Lan Tu asked: "Alice is from Earth, so you might as well make a bold guess as to where this casual cultivator named Chen is from?"
With such a hint, outside the ancient palace, Chu Manxian and Huangfu Feng were the first to react, and then many smart people also understood.
There was no person like Chen Yu in Xuanling World before. This is one of the reasons. Logically speaking, if Chen Yu and Alice don't know each other, it is impossible for Chen Yu to try his best to protect her even if he pays his life. yyls
The real fact should be that Chen Yu not only knows Alice, but also has an irreversible relationship. The two have definitely been together for a long time. This is the second reason.
Only these two points are enough to prove Chen Yu's identity!
"Everyone who is not of my race must have a different mind. It has been three years since the Xuanling Realm was connected to the earth."
"In the past three years, the earth has become our colony, and the people on earth are nothing more than ants in our eyes."
"Money, power, beauty, too many people in the Xuanling world have gotten all of these from the earth."
"The people on earth hate us to the core. As long as there is a chance, they will definitely overturn the order of our mysterious spiritual world. I am right, right!" Lan Tu said seductively.
The Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect is right. Even if Chen Yu and Alice are both good people, they will not use the power of the Ji Dao Immortal Soldiers to take revenge on the Xuanling Realm.
However, as long as the two of them are from Earth, the result will be very clear!
Sometimes, people don't care at all whether you are kind or not, they only care about your identity. Just like in the eyes of immortals, demonic people are always heinous, cruel and bloodthirsty.
Seeing that many elders and casual cultivators of small sects had taken his words into their hearts, Lan Tu struck a chord while the iron was hot: "Everyone must also know that our Holy Spirit Sect lost the second elder Rogge and the third elder during this trip to the ancient ruins.
Lu Xianke, whoever can cut off the head of the Sanxiu cultivator named Chen will be the next elder of my teaching."
"I, Lan Tu, swear on my future path of spiritual practice. If I break my promise, the sky will strike with five thunders."
Temptation, the temptation of the devil, finally a casual cultivator is tempted!
A young woman dressed in purple, with a plump figure and white skin, walked lightly into the ancient bronze palace.
She had a pair of peach blossom eyes that were full of hope. She looked at Lan Tu, her eyes were wandering, and she said in a gentle voice: "Elder Lan Tu, this earthling sneaked into my Xuanling Realm without knowing when, and has been targeting the six major sects. Very soon
Obviously, he wants to subvert our order."
"With such sinister intentions, how can I let him succeed!"
The young woman's fair-skinned hands turned over and took out a thin long sword from the storage ring. She turned around and walked towards Chen Yu on the nine-story altar.
Inside the ancient palace, Chu Tianxia, Cao Mu, Lan Tu, and Huang Zhanhong stared intently. Outside the ancient palace, Chu Manxian, Huangfu Feng, and everyone else were also watching closely.
Is this young man, this talented man who single-handedly fought against the four great elders of the four major sects, going to have his head cut off by this little young woman in the early stage of the Golden Core?
Chu Manxian was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on her white forehead. She wanted to stop him, but her stance was different from Chen Yu's.
Chen Yu has offended the four major sects of the Holy Spirit Sect, Zizi Sect, Tiandao Sect, and Tianyao Sect to death. Once Chu Manxian takes action now, he will push the Wuliang Sword Sect to oppose the four major sects.
After all, she has to consider the Wuliang Sword Sect!
One floor, two floors, three floors... Soon, the young woman stood on the seventh floor altar, Chen Yu, right in front of her.
She couldn't sense anything. The young woman couldn't sense anything, not even the faintest sound of breathing.
This madman-like earthling is dead after all. As long as his head is cut off, the young woman will not only be famous in the Xuanling world, but more importantly, she can become the new second elder of the Holy Spirit Sect. This is really a piece of cake in the sky.
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The young woman's breathing became faster and faster, and her plump breasts rose and fell violently. She no longer hesitated, with fierce eyes, she waved her long sword and slashed hard at Chen Yu's neck.
Whoa! The long sword drew an icy arc in the air, but the sharp edge did not hit Chen Yu's neck.
Because one finger gently touched the sword that the young woman was bound to win.
Slowly, Chen Yu raised his stiff head, and under his black hair was a face stained with blood.
It was a pair of indescribably cold pupils, staring at the young woman like a pitch-black abyss, "Have you ever seen hell?"
"Don't be impatient, I'll send you down right now!"
The young woman's body convulsed, she withdrew the ancient sword, turned around and wanted to escape.