Elder Tianwei of the Holy Presbyterian Church represents the real power center of the Realm Alliance. He is such a high-ranking figure. No matter where he appears, he is enough to make the place shine.
He came to act as a lobbyist himself, but he still failed.
When he failed, he was also ridiculed unceremoniously.
The onlookers looked at Sun Ning again. From the previous ridicule and contempt, they gradually turned to surprise, confusion and even fear.
Even with the toes of one's toes, one can imagine that even the holy elders in the Holy Presbyterian Church must be treated with caution. His status is so great that it can hold up to the sky!
Some people even gradually understood that even the dignified Saint Hunyuan Shengzun was careful to deal with the provocation of this seemingly arrogant person.
Otherwise, let alone three hours, he would not be able to stay under this bronze statue for even a minute. Not to mention that two groups of people came to seek peace.
"Is this your strength and confidence?"
Hong Xiaochan looked deeply at Sun Ning, with a faint look of intoxication in her wonderful eyes. The more you know about this person, you will find that he is unfathomable, like an endless ocean.
The thousands of emotions in Shui Qinghua's eyes deeply haunted the young man, and he could not be separated even for a moment. I just felt that at this moment, he was conquering a magnificent country and proving his existence to the boundless world.
This is how a man should be born!
Such a great husband happens to be someone I deeply miss and admire.
And he just doesn't hate himself.
Is there anything happier than this in the world?
Sun Ning slowly closed his eyes again, but murderous intent surged in his heart.
He just activated his mental power and used the soul-searching technique on Red Wing World.
The art of soul searching, as the name suggests, is to use one's own mental power to domineeringly and ferociously explore other people's souls and obtain the memories in them.
As long as one's own mental power is significantly better than the opponent's, the Soul Searching Technique can be activated.
After the spell is cast, the soul of the person being cast is often severely damaged, ranging from being distracted and crazy, to being directly wiped out of soul power and turning into an idiot without the ability to think.
It was precisely because of the domineering nature of the search technique that Elder Tianwei hurriedly spoke to stop Sun Ning from using it.
Hongyi Jiezi wanted to threaten Sun Ning with Qin Ying's whereabouts before, but he didn't know that Sun Ning didn't want to listen to him at all. He had already planned to search his memory directly with the soul-searching technique.
"If Qin Ying loses a hair, I won't let any of you go."
Sun Ning's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
In Red Wing Jiezi's memory, after he captured Qin Ying at No. 13 Tianjie, he was first taken to his own Jiezi Mansion. After he felt it was inappropriate, he entrusted a friend to change his identity and temporarily transferred him to the prison under house arrest.
The scene of the warden.
This man had a nasty nature, and his lust for Qin Ying clearly remained in his memory. He looked for several opportunities, but in the end he never got what he wanted.
In addition, Holy Master Hunyuan not only knew about the capture of Qin Ying as a hostage, but also had a hint of appreciation, which further strengthened Hong Yi's determination.
Aunt Jinlan, who was on the side, saw two waves of big shots coming, and both of them returned angrily. Looking at the murderous intent in the young man's eyes, she sighed secretly: "It seems that that woman is really important to him."
It was this woman who completely angered him, so he challenged my master at all costs. I really don’t know how he would handle it..."
As a party involved, she has thought very clearly about the key reasons in this matter. Naturally, she knows that as a great saint, the master will not take action, and if he does, it will definitely be a thunderous blow.
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Hunyuan Shengzun's Mansion, in the deep dark black practice quiet room.
The long-bearded old man with white beard and hair and an immortal spirit is undoubtedly the Hunyuan Saint.
He was sitting on a large black jade chair, with a solemn expression and calm eyes. An invisible power of the holy way was surging around him. In this black space, he was even more invisible, appearing and disappearing.
, as if it does not exist in this real space.
The eleven disciples under him stood in two rows, filled with righteous indignation.
"This bastard dares not to listen even to Elder Tianwei's dissuasion! Master, there is no need to tolerate it any longer. We will take action immediately and kill him!"
A young man in white robes scolded him angrily and coldly. He had eyebrows like swords and a temperament as sharp as flying feathers. He was none other than Yun Mingxuan, the seventh disciple of Saint Hunyuan.
"That's right! What the Seventh Senior Brother said is absolutely true."
The ninth disciple, Zhuang Wuji, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "Master, it's time to make a decision. If this continues, I'm afraid that my little junior sister's life will be harmed by this evil person."
Saint Hunyuan's eyes moved slightly and he asked slowly: "Tiancheng, what do you think?"
"Two waves of lobbyists came to our door one after another. Instead of being moved by this person, he actually spoke harshly. We, the Holy Master Hunyuan, must fight back, otherwise it will be a disgrace to the family tradition. There is no doubt about this."
There is a young man on the right hand side of Saint Hunyuan. He is nine feet tall, with a body as tall and straight as a javelin. His expression is thick, his eyes are cold, and his aura is as restrained as lead. In addition to being simple and unpretentious, he also gives people an aura as deep as the sea.
It was none other than Jiao Tiancheng, the eldest disciple of Saint Hunyuan and the most powerful among the thirteen disciples.
Jiao Tiancheng muttered: "But our counterattack must be to advance, attack, retreat or defend. We can neither allow the strongest to go, nor leave any room for trouble if something happens. We must also select strong people to go in their own name. If we can
It would be great to combat his arrogance, but even if we can't, the consequences are within control."
Saint Hunyuan nodded approvingly, and glanced at all the disciples one by one with cold and sharp eyes. Yun Mingxuan had already stood up, bowed and asked for orders: "Master, let the disciples go forward and kill this person who knows how thick the earth is and how high the sky is.
The head of a madman, let the nearly one million people in the Realm Alliance take a good look at the consequences of provoking my sect, Holy Master Hunyuan!"
Jiao Tiancheng nodded and said: "Seventh Junior Brother is on the longevity list and is very powerful. He is the perfect candidate to deal with this person."
"Mingxuan, when you take action, you must remember that it must be in your own name, and you must not represent my Hunyuan sect, let alone my teacher! Remember!"
Saint Hunyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "In addition, try your best to kill this person. If you can capture him alive, it will be a great achievement. You will be rewarded heavily as a teacher."
Yun Mingxuan's eyes brightened and he shouted in a deep voice: "Yes!"
"Bring this Hunyuan Qi Rope as your master and do it cheaply."
A golden soft rope of eight feet appeared in the hand of Holy Master Hunyuan. He gently touched it and landed it on Yun Mingxuan's hand. He said in a deep voice: "Capture if you can, kill if you can, and don't make any mistakes!"
Yun Mingxuan held this heavy and exquisite Taoist weapon, his eyes flashed with ecstasy, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely complete the task and capture that arrogant person alive in front of you!"
After saying that, he walked out happily.
Jiao Tiancheng said happily: "With the Hunyuan Qi Rope, the Seventh Junior Brother is at least 80% sure of capturing this thief! As for killing him on the spot, he is at least 95% sure of it. That's the end of the matter!"
The disciples were also in high spirits. The master even temporarily handed over the Hunyuan Qi Rope, a three-thousand-year-old magic weapon that he had nurtured, to Yun Mingxuan. Even if that kid had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to escape. (To be continued)