"Fifth Senior Brother, I really want to kill this old dog with one blow. He has so many treasures and doesn't know how to donate them. Junior Brother is too talented. It turns out that the Green Tribulation Order can be used in this way."
Everyone was shocked and saw the blue crane rising from the ground.
Everyone was jealous and saw the blue crane returning home with a full load.
It was like a bright and colorful sun moving slowly, and the entire sky was illuminated with colors.
Various secret treasures that are rarely seen on ordinary days, like potatoes and pumpkins, are piled on top of the huge Qing Jie Ling. It makes one’s eyes hurt when looking at them, with a burning pain.
Chao Hongqian raised her palm and struck Lin Zongkun on the head, her face flushed with anger.
This Green Tribulation Order was forged by the Holy Lord Green Tribulation himself, and can theoretically be extended to infinity.
All along, the Qing Jie disciples have believed that the function of the Qing Jie Order is useless and is only used as a proof of identity.
But today, Zhao Chu opened their eyes.
It turns out that after robbing others, there are too many things to store, so Qingjie Ling can be used as a mobile warehouse.
The various treasures that have been stored in the sacred palace of the inner axis ring for thousands of years are simply incalculable. After ordinary people looted them, there were not that many Qiankun Rings at all.
"We have failed our master's kindness and also wasted the great function of the Blue Tribulation Order."
Zhu Sanfu also nodded thoughtfully.
This Green Tribulation Order seems to have other meanings.
anger.
Unprecedented anger.
Lin Zongkun was so angry that he almost lost his liver and intestines.
"Robbery, you Green Tribulation Holy Land has gone too far to bully others. Not only did you kill my disciples and demolish my Holy Palace, but you also robbed my treasures. What on earth are you going to do? What are you going to do!"
Lin Zongkun spurted out mouthfuls of blood and was so angry that he completely changed his shape.
"I don't know about this either. It was all done by my junior brother."
Zhu Sanfu shook his head.
"Wish you three blessings. Don't even think about staying out of this matter. I will risk my life to see the Holy Lord Qing Jie. I will definitely demand justice. You Qing Jie Holy Land is too bullying."
Lin Zongkun felt as if he had been delayed ten thousand times and was so angry that he convulsed.
"Well, it was all junior brother's fault anyway, I don't know anything."
Zhu Sanfu nodded calmly, indifferently.
"If you hadn't held me hostage, how could the eleven Qing Jie disciples have done whatever they wanted in our Lin Kun Holy Palace? You are just making excuses."
Lin Zongkun was almost pissed to death.
"If it were me, I would just kill myself. In the huge Lingkun Holy Palace, the seven natural selection elders were killed by a Nascent Soul Realm. How can I still have the nerve to seek justice?"
Chao Hongqian sarcastically said.
"Look, look... Junior Brother demolished another palace and found another treasure... Wow, I'm rich... there are so many treasures, more than those in the first palace... Wow!"
As soon as Chao Hongqian finished speaking, she screamed again.
At this time, the entire audience gasped in exclamation.
Lin Kun's second palace was once again smashed by the Buhui Monument.
The eleven disciples of Qing Jie lived up to expectations and accurately found the location of the treasure house again.
When the gleaming golden treasures once again shocked the world, Qinghe returned in time after unloading the first batch of treasures to the northern realm.
Show no mercy.
Zhao Chu flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind swept over him, and the messy treasures were piled up in random directions.
Qinghe sets sail again... sets sail...
…
Outside Lingkun Holy Palace.
The monks in the spiritual realm were all filled with anger and anger.
There are countless Nascent Soul realms that are simply incomprehensible.
Why could a young man with the same cultivation level as himself be so unruly, kill the seven natural selections along the way, and single-handedly demolish the Lingkun Holy Palace?
At this time, the two natural selections who were outside the spiritual realm have also returned.
But when they saw the bodies of the seven elders, they hid far away. They didn't dare to say a word at all, for fear that Zhao Chu would come over and kill them too.
…
"Why!"
"The secret treasures in Lingkun Holy Palace are all made of magic weapons, supplemented by various formations. Even if you come to the Tianshou Realm, you can't find the specific location for a while. How can he, the eleven disciples of the Blue Tribulation, be able to accurately
turn up."
"Why on earth is this? Is it because God wants to kill me?"
"I'm not willing to give in."
Lin Zongkun is in unprecedented pain.
The losses to the spiritual realm in this battle were simply devastating.
…
at the same time.
The Mysterious Realm was in chaos from top to bottom.
Under Xuan Fengzi's order, various secret treasures in the Xuanjie domain were urgently transferred.
You have to prepare for a rainy day.
Who knows if this madman from the 11th Qing Jie Disciple will go crazy and go to the Xuan Realm again after wreaking havoc in the spiritual realm.
certainly!
With the lessons learned from the spiritual realm, the mysterious realm also has a certain judgment on Zhao Chu's strength.
Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation.
This is a defensive formation formed by 10 natural selection elders, supplemented by 1,000 Nascent Soul Realm.
Not to mention that you are in the Nascent Soul Realm. To put it bluntly, even if you want to break through this Xuanzhen Formation even if you are halfway to the Yuan Dynasty, it will take days and nights of continuous bombardment.
In order to defend Zhao Chu, Xuan Fengzi took great pains, and the monks scattered everywhere in the Xuan Realm gathered frantically towards the Xuandu Holy Land.
And he was unable to leave Lingbai City at this moment because no one was allowed to leave due to the threat of blessing the three blessings.
"Although I didn't directly participate in the war, I have offended the Northern Territory after all. I have to guard against it, I have to guard against it!"
"After waiting for this period of time, I will find a way to find people from the Blue Tribulation Holy Land and resolve this grudge."
Xuan Fengzi is a cautious person.
Now that Zhao Chu has been offended, the matter is over and there is no use thinking about anything else.
Xuandu Holy Palace is different from Lingkun Holy Palace. The former has the Xuanzhen Formation, which can delay the attack for a long, long time.
Perhaps the eleven Qing Jie disciples died of exhaustion and were unable to break through the formation.
…
"Xuan Fengzi, this old fox, has a very sharp nose."
When the Holy Lords from other realms got the news, they already knew that Xuan Fengzi was urgently recruiting everyone in the Xuan realm and was planning the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation.
Fu Baimo sneered.
The other Holy Masters also chuckled. This Xuan Fengzi is always cautious.
"Is Xuan Fengzi too timid? Do the eleven Qing Jie disciples still have the strength to go to the Xuan Realm?"
The Yanshi people do not believe in evil.
"Look at his enthusiasm for demolishing the Holy Palace. Doesn't it seem like he has no strength?"
The Holy Lord of the Eastern Realm chuckled.
Later, Yan Shilun could not help but be surprised by Zhao Chu's tirelessness, and even more admired Lin Zongkun's accumulated wealth.
So many!
At this moment, Zhao Chu has demolished the fifth holy palace.
Qinghe also continuously transported back five batches of huge treasures. The northern realm was originally so barren, but now the wealth contained in the northern realm is comparable to the eight major realms of the central realm.
In the distance, Ji Mokong's eyes were already red with jealousy.
He knew that Zhao Chu was very strong. Who would have thought that he was so strong that it surpassed imagination.
…
Under the attention of the whole world, the Lingkun Holy Palace, which once flourished with flowers, was filled with decay and chaos, and more than half of the entire mountain range was demolished.
The seven unprecedented giant pits, like seven shocking scars, seem to be crying out about the former prosperity of this place.
Everything is like a passing cloud.
Seven natural selection elders died, and seven treasures were robbed.
Although more and more disciples are gathering outside the spiritual realm, people are becoming more and more fearful.
In the billowing smoke, the dark figure appeared again.
In people's minds, there are many definitions of devil.
But today's Zhao Chu is undoubtedly the image that best fits the devil.
Lawlessness, no taboos, killing innocent people indiscriminately.
Because of Lin Zongkun's greed, he lost the entire Lingkun Holy Palace, and for ordinary monks, they don't even know the reason why Zhao Chu breached the Holy Palace.
All they knew was that a black-robed devil was causing trouble in the world and was wreaking havoc.
Top of the mountain!
palace!
Zhao Chu is like a lonely moon, standing alone on the spot.
In front of him was the last palace of Lingkun Holy Palace, and also the most towering palace in the spiritual realm.
Holy Lord, Lin Zongkun’s palace.
"With my third-level spiritual consciousness, it is difficult to deduce the secret room in this palace. It's strange!"
Zhao Chu froze on the spot, and two minutes passed quietly.
He has not yet demolished Lin Zongkun's bedroom because in his perception, the bedroom was empty and empty.
The secret treasure has a spirit.
In fact, as long as there are a large number of secret treasures gathered in a place, there will always be various abnormalities.
These abnormalities will trigger Zhao Chu's perception of spiritual power.
Therefore, he easily identified the secrets contained in the seven palaces along the way.
But would there be no secret treasure in the palace of the majestic Holy Lord?
Indeed!
Zhao Chu used his spiritual power to confirm again and again that he really did not find any secret treasure.
But the secret room really exists.
Even the secret room in Lin Zongkun's palace is more secretive than the other seven palaces.
"Don't worry about it, just dismantle it first!"
Zhao Chu's pupils froze.
Rumble!
The Monument of No Regrets fell from the sky, and all the luxurious buildings were destroyed into ashes by the huge waves.
In the distance, many disciples in the spiritual realm finally collapsed.
Countless monks burst into tears, and some disciples even burst into tears.
You must know that Lingkun Holy Palace is the holy place for hundreds of millions of people in the spiritual realm. It is the belief in their hearts and the goal of their hard training.
Faith collapses.
Target shattered.
The Holy Land is destroyed.
Many disciples even spit out a mouthful of blood, and their Taoist hearts were severely damaged.
Obsession is the strong and courageous spirit in the monk's heart.
People with deeper obsessions will be more diligent in their cultivation and strive harder.
After their faith is destroyed, this group of monks with the most potential will often collapse first.
To kill people, kill the heart first.
Zhao Chu destroyed the entire Lingkun Holy Palace, which was equivalent to indirectly destroying the faith of countless disciples in the spiritual realm.
Even if Lin Zongkun builds a more majestic and magnificent Lingkun Holy Palace in the future, this group of disciples will have inner demons and no longer have the vigor they once had.
Belief is such a futile thing.
When you start a business, you need to be careful, brick by brick, and have patience over time.
But when it was destroyed, it was hit by a landslide and a tsunami that spread thousands of miles away.
This disaster is irreversible!
…
As the billowing dust fell, all the eyes of the world gathered here.
Everyone is eager to know what kind of peerless secret treasure the powerful man in the Half-Step Wen Yuan Realm hides in his lair.
There is no need to mention the realm of natural selection.
Even the two great elders, Yu Min'en and Qiao Chufeng, stretched out their necks, waiting for Zhao Chu to reveal the mystery.
What!
In the void, as soon as the little white sheep made a sound, it was blocked by Mu Jueshan.
to be honest.
He was also curious about what treasures Lin Zongkun had.
…
The sword blade shocked the world.
Although Zhao Chu didn't know what treasures were hidden in the secret room, he spent three minutes to confirm the specific location of the secret room.
The sword light of the withered sword drew a perfect arc in the void.
The messy land was divided into two.
really!
There is a secret room.
Many people’s palms are full of sweat,
In the center of the earth, a dark door looked like an eyeball with its eyelids torn off, looking at everyone gloomily.
…
Above the flames, Lin Zongkun stopped roaring.
His eyes were dull and he seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.
Since Qingjie Holy Land intends to humiliate him, what can he do?
…
Rumble!
When the sword was slashed down, the giant round door like an eyeball was unscathed.
Zhao Chu was angry.
The sword light reappeared, one sword after another. Under the continuous blows of the sword light, the huge black door finally couldn't bear it and burst open.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were hanging in their throats.
…
Empty!
The next breath, many people rubbed their eyes fiercely.
Unbelievable.
Empty.
Such a secret and strong chamber was actually empty, with nothing in it.
right!
There isn't even a simple futon, it's just a primitive natural cave with a gloomy atmosphere.
Zhao Chu once again used the power of his spiritual mind to explore.
That's right, still nothing.
"It's strange, is Lin Zongkun crazy? He created such a secret room but didn't put anything in it!"
"Hey...what..."
Suddenly, the space in front of Zhao Chu seemed to be strangely distorted.
The next breath, his arm felt itchy, and it was no longer abnormal.
…
arm!
At this moment, Zhao Chu was covered in sweat.
He quickly used his spiritual thoughts to explore.
fine!
My arm was tingling just now, as if it had been roasted, but now there is nothing wrong with it.
Zhao Chu didn't believe in evil, so he pulled up his sleeves and took a look.
really.
It's not that simple.
On his right arm, a butterfly-like pattern the size of a button suddenly appeared.
The dark lines all over the body are lifelike.
Like...a delicate little tattoo.
Zhao Chuhan frowned and wiped the tattoo hard.
Useless!
The tattoo seems to have grown into the flesh and cannot be removed at all.
And Zhao Chu couldn't feel any other abnormalities.
"What on earth is it?"
After trying various methods, Zhao Chu still couldn't find a way to erase the butterfly tattoo. Then he shook his head and temporarily suppressed the tattoo in his heart.
There is a long way to go, and I will study it slowly in the future. Fortunately, there is nothing abnormal so far.
Instinctive intuition gave Zhao Chu some ominous premonitions.
This butterfly tattoo may be related to Lin Zongkun's secret room, which is definitely not a good thing.
…
Lingbaicheng.
Lin Zongkun was lying on the flames, staring blankly at the light curtain in the void, looking miserable and hopeless.
According to others' analysis, the reason why the secret room was empty must be that Lin Zongkun did not have time to store the treasures inside.
But Lin Zongkun knew it himself.
It was a cage, a cage that Lin Zongkun built for himself.
Every once in a while, he would go crazy and become a ghost.
curse!
The root of everything is curse.
From,The Curse of the Butterfly.
The last cursed person was Lin Zongkun's master and Lin Zongkun's father.
In order to graft this butterfly curse, Lin Zongkun's father deliberately gave birth to countless sons. Lin Zongkun was the unlucky one among the many sons.
But Lin Zongkun was not so lucky in this life.
Although he has married countless wives, he has few sons, and he cannot induce the walking butterfly curse at all.
The most promising person is Lin Zongkun's painstakingly cultivated great disciple, the first disciple of Lin Kun who only knows how to practice hard. He once caused the abnormal movement of the butterfly tattoo.
Unfortunately, the eldest disciple died and was killed by Zhao Chu himself.
This also cut off Lin Zongkun's opportunity to graft a butterfly tattoo.
However, in another village, who would have thought that the eleven Qing Jie disciples would break the cage that Lin Zongkun had imprisoned in him without knowing whether to live or die.
Inside that cage, there was the aura of a butterfly curse.
Zhao Chu's aura attracted the butterfly curse for the first time!
"Haha, it's over. My misery ended in this way!"
"A life that is not like this is over!"
"God, you really know how to play tricks on people!"
Two lines of clear tears welled up from Lin Zongkun's eyes. Chao Hongqian was stunned, thinking that Lin Zongkun was angry.
But he is the only one in the world who knows that it is joy and relief.