3778. Chapter three thousand seven hundred seventy-eight casual!
As soon as these words came out, all the powerful men in Wanxiang Palace were stunned.
"Great Elder, what do you mean by this?"
An immortal realm elder asked.
The Great Elder snorted coldly: "Do you need to say this? With the strength of this little devil, if he wants to kill people, not a single monk in our temple in the city will survive."
"Now he only hurts but doesn't kill. It's not obvious anymore. He just wants to vent."
The people present were all old monsters who were in the Immortal Realm or even the Half-Step Supreme Realm. They were just furious and didn't think much about it. But when the Great Elder mentioned it, they all reacted.
"I see, this guy wanted us to hand over the monks who had besieged Piaomiao Sect and Jianmen in the palace before, but he failed, and he was forced to reconcile for the sake of the three major ruins. He must be unhappy in his heart, and now he came to vent his anger."
In the eyes of the people in Wanxiang Hall, the reason why the originally unscrupulous Qin Yu was willing to take a step back to reconcile must have been due to the majesty of the three major ruins, and it was natural for him to be dissatisfied.
If they directly kill all the Wanxiang Hall monks in Duantian City, Wanxiang Hall will definitely be furious, and the reconciliation between the two parties will naturally be nonsense.
So Qin Yu just took action to destroy the Wanxiang Palace and the trading house, and severely injured the monks in the Wanxiang Palace to vent his anger.
If it were them, old monsters who have lived for countless years in cultivation, most of the time their emotions and anger would be invisible. Unless they encountered an unreasonable existence like Qin Yu, otherwise they would not get angry easily, even if they were dissatisfied in their hearts.
He won't show it, he will only calculate the rewards later, and he will definitely not make such irrational and impulsive actions.
But no matter how tyrannical Qin Yu is, he is still a young evildoer. He is arrogant and dissatisfied, and it is not incomprehensible that he would do such a thing to vent his dissatisfaction.
The vitality of the monks in the divine realm is extremely tenacious. As long as they don't die, even if there is only a trace of the remaining soul, they will be resurrected in the end. Being severely injured is not a big deal, so although the strong men of the Wanxiang Palace have figured everything out,
Still angry, but much calmer.
What's more, I even felt a little happy in my heart.
No matter how tyrannical or arrogant you, Qin Yu, are, it doesn't matter. Under the pressure of the situation, you still have to reconcile with me, Wanxiang Palace.
Even if you are extremely arrogant, you still don’t dare to kill anyone from Wanxiang Palace.
Of course, as the overlord of the Land of Divine Bones, he spent 20 billion on a bounty, but was turned upside down by a mere man named Qin Yu. In the end, he had to apologize and reconcile, and he was also vented by others and severely injured countless monks.
Who is more shameful in the world, this point was deliberately left behind by them.
"But Great Elder, even if he doesn't kill anyone, are we just going to watch him continue to make trouble like this?"
Someone still asked.
The great elder also twitched the muscles on his face a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Give me the order, let those monks in Duantian City who have entered the Soul Heaven with their soul bodies leave first. Those who have entered the body with the body should not have a head-on conflict with him. If you can
If you hide, hide."
A monk who uses the Vientiane Token to enter the Vientiane Soul Heaven with his soul body can leave at any time as long as he is not imprisoned.
But those who enter the body cannot leave anytime and anywhere. Since the Wanxiang Palace is based on the Wanxiang Soul Heaven, more than half of the monks stationed there entered in the body. If not for this, Qin Yu would not have captured so many people alive before.
People.
This is the first time in hundreds of millions of years that the monks of the Wanxiang Hall, the majestic Lord of the Wanxiang Soul Heaven, have been forced to such an extent that they can only hide in Tibet in their own Duantian City.
Naturally, Qin Yu's actions of causing a disturbance in Duantian City reached the ears of many people.
In the Wanxiang Soul Heaven, somewhere in a private garden, Hei Litian, who was sitting in front of a small pond with a fishing rod in his hand, listened to the news coming from outside, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Young man."
Obviously, like everyone in the Wanxiang Hall, he took Qin Yu's actions as a way to vent his anger.
Beside him, Hei Yan's brother Hei Lu snorted coldly: "How childish."
Although he did not dare to question Qin Yu's strength, he was still worried about being forced to kneel by Qin Yu in a restaurant. As the top evildoer of the three major ruins, he had never received such a punishment in his life. The humiliation and resentment towards Qin Yu are naturally difficult to eliminate.
Hei Litian glanced at Hei Lu and said calmly: "For people without strength, doing this is called childishness."
"But if you are a strong person, this is called being casual and uninhibited."
"Because a strong person has the ability to trample on the rules without caring about other people's opinions. Even if he is naive, others will have to accept his naivety."
"And he has that kind of strength."
"The weak are not qualified to judge the strong, do you understand?"
Hei Lu was shocked, lowered his head and said, "Yes, ancestor, my grandson understands."
Hei Litian nodded slightly, then turned his head and continued to look at the water attentively, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
Although Qin Yu's actions caused another commotion in the realms of the Land of Divine Bones, most people had the same view as Great Elder Hei Litian and others, and believed that this was Qin Yu's venting move. Except for Apart from marveling at Qin Yu's ability to crush the monks of Wanxiang Hall at will, he didn't have many thoughts or sighs.
Even everyone from the Piaomiao Sect and the Jianmen Sect are like this.
In the restaurant, Xiaoyaozi smiled bitterly and said: "Old Thirteen, you are too impulsive. I was so scared that I thought you were going to start a war with Wanxiang Palace again."
"How could that happen?" Qin Yu twirled his wine glass and said with a smile, "Since I have promised Hei Litian, I will not go back on my word."
Only Master Wu Jian's seemingly turbid old eyes stared at Qin Yu, thoughtfully.
From his point of view, Qin Yu did not act impulsively, and in order to vent his dissatisfaction, he went and severely injured all the monks in the Wanxiang Hall.
But he also buried this doubt in his heart and did not ask.
Tens of thousands of years ago, he rarely interfered with Qin Yu's choices, and this is even more true now.
No one noticed that there was a cold light flickering in Qin Yu's smiling eyes.
In just one day, except for some of the Wanxiang Soul Heaven monks in Duantian City who entered the Wanxiang Soul Heaven with their soul bodies and fled quickly after receiving the news, almost all the others were unable to escape from Qin Yu's grasp.
Fortunately, no one died, which allowed these monks to breathe a sigh of relief.
Although he was seriously injured, it was better than losing his life.
As for the injuries of these Wanxiang Hall monks, not many people paid attention to them, including themselves.
Just as the great elder and others thought, the physiques of god-level monks are extremely strong. As long as they are still alive, they can recover from any serious injury.
What's more, the most indispensable thing in the Wanxiang Palace is all kinds of magical elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Of course, even the magical elixir could not restore their injuries in an instant, but this little time to recuperate was nothing compared to dying at the hands of Qin Yu and having their souls wiped out like the previous strong men. Already.