Chapter 141 Vests Go Out

Light Palace.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the red-bearded old man: "Well, well, a purple mansion has appeared in the Hundred Kingdoms, which is really a great thing."

In the white jade palace, the three purple mansions and dozens of divine infants also showed murderous intent in their eyes.

"In the small Hundred Kingdoms, a purple mansion appeared by chance, and they don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. They declared war on our Light Palace. What a joke!" The purple mansion master Black Rope has always been irritable.

This time, the three of them presided over the overall situation of the bloody battle of the Hundred Kingdoms.

Now, they were provoked by a cultivator from a small country who had a chance to break through the purple mansion. How could they not be angry?

The Light Palace has dozens of purple mansion masters, and there are also incomplete Yin Shen magic tools such as the Huangji Jinglong Crown.

It can be said that if the Yin Shen does not appear, who can resist?

A small purple mansion provoked the Light Palace with its own body.

It is a way to die!

"This Blood-robed Sword God is really rampant. His clansmen should be in Chen State. Should we send someone to capture him and force him to show up?" At this time, a Divine Infant cultivator spoke up and offered advice.

"This is not appropriate. After all, our Guangming Palace is the leader of the righteous path in Cuiyunzhou. How can we do such a thing? It is shameful.

More importantly, the clansmen of the Earth Sword Marquis have long been gone." Another Divine Infant cultivator spoke up.

The Divine Infants on the field heard this and did not speak.

They have already torn their faces and started the bloody battle of the hundred countries, and they still talk about face.

"It's just a purple mansion, it's not worth making a fuss about.

If he dares to come in a few days, he will never come back." Qian Yuan, the leading purple mansion master, spoke up.

He is a cultivator in the middle stage of the purple mansion, and his status in the Guangming Palace is not low.

Moreover, his disciples are extremely talented and are ranked at the top of the East Land Tianjiao List. It is very likely that they will also enter the realm of the purple mansion.

This time he presided over the bloody battle of the hundred countries to gild himself.

In the future, if Guangming Palace adds a palace master, his name will definitely be included.

As soon as he spoke, the people on the field stopped discussing.

The Blood-robed Sword God is a great threat to them, the Divine Infants.

For ordinary Purple Mansion masters, it also needs to be taken seriously.

But for a Purple Mansion like Qian Yuan, it is not worth mentioning.

"I have another guest to see, everyone should do their job." Qian Yuan waved his hand, and the Purple Mansions or Divine Infants on the field left one after another.

At this time, outside the hall, an old man in a purple robe was worried, with clouds of sorrow in his eyes.

The old man's name is Xu Yeli, he is the supreme elder of the Seven Words Sect, and the only Purple Mansion master in the Seven Words Sect.

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, the Purple Mansion masters are high above, overlooking the world.

But Xu Yeli's life is particularly aggrieved.

Because... Guangming Palace.

"Senior Xu, Elder Qian Yuan is waiting for you in the hall." At this time, a Divine Infant monk walked out of the hall.

As a powerful man in the Purple Mansion, Xu Yeli's expression changed and turned into a smile.

"I will go to see Brother Qian Yuan."

Xu Yeli said, and walked towards the palace in front.

After a few breaths, Xu Yeli fell into the palace. He looked at the tall man on the high seat, and said with a hint of respect: "I wonder what Brother Qian Yuan wants me to do?"

Qian Yuan sat on the white jade chair, with a dignified appearance and deep eyes like stars: "I haven't seen you for some time. Let's get together when we are free."

The gathering Qian Yuan mentioned was a decree that allowed Xu Yeli to leave his retreat and come to the Guangming Palace thousands of miles away.

How could there be such a gathering?

Xu Yeli was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it: "It has been some time."

The two of them exchanged a simple greeting, and Qian Yuan also began to get to the point.

"Do you know, fellow Daoist, that the East Land Pride Battle has been advanced?"

"I know a thing or two." Xu Yeli had a bad feeling when he heard this.

The Qiyan Sect was small and had only one Purple Mansion.

However, Xu Tongchen, the saint of the Qiyan Sect and Xu Yeli's apprentice, was ranked in the top 30 of the East Land Pride List.

Xu Tongchen was extremely talented. When he formed the golden elixir, he awakened the true fire of the sun!

When the golden elixir was sacrificed, the true fire of the sun burned everything, and no one could defeat it.

Even the magical power of the divine infant could not stop the true fire of the sun.

In Cuiyunzhou, such words have been circulating.

The Qiyan Sect restricted Xu Tongchen.

If Xu Tongchen was born in Guangming Palace, he would not be in the top 30 of the East Land Pride List, but in the top ten of the East Land Pride List!

Once, a palace master of Guangming Palace came to the Qiyan Sect in person and wanted to accept Xu Tongchen as a disciple.

Xu Tongchen rejected the palace master of Guangming Palace for his teacher's kindness.

The Qiyan Sect also had a feud with Guangming Palace because of this.

"Xu Tongchen's talent is really enviable." Qian Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Xu Yeli's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Huang Tu is ranked 27th on the Tianjiao list, and Tongchen is ranked 29th, which is a little worse than Dao brothers."

He was afraid that Qian Yuan would target his disciples again.

Huang Tu was Qian Yuan's disciple and the highest ranked on Cuiyunzhou and Dongtu Tianjiao list.

"It's only 27th, which is not as terrifying as Daoyou's disciple's talent." Qian Yuan said, and his voice was lowered a little, "Daoyou should know that this time the Dongtu Tianjiao list was advanced, and entering the top 20 will have a great opportunity."

Xu Yeli's ominous premonition became stronger.

Then he heard Qian Yuan say: "Qiyan Sect and Guangming Palace are both from Cuiyunzhou, and they should support each other.

This time, we Guangming Palace must have one of the top 20 places.

I would also like to trouble fellow Taoist, please tell your disciple Xu Tongchen that during the battle between the Eastern Prodigies, remembering the friendship between Cuiyun Continent and you, please give more support to Huang Tu. "

At this moment, Qian Yuantu was stunned.

Xu Yeli's face looked a little ugly.

Support?

Just a polite word.

The meaning of Qian Yuan is obvious.

When the East-Tu Tianjiao battle begins, your disciples should stop fighting for rankings and help Huang Tu enter the top twenty on the Tianjiao list.

Not assisting?

That means being ungrateful.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I know that this matter is somewhat unreasonable.

But I, Qian Yuan, am not that unreasonable person. After our Guangming Palace completes the bloody battle of hundreds of kingdoms and the land of hundreds of kingdoms, I will give you the Seven Words Sect. What do you think?

Even though the Land of Hundred Kingdoms looks barren, it is vast, and there might be a cave left by a powerful senior in it.

Recently, a blood-clothed sword god from the Purple Mansion Realm has emerged from the Hundred Kingdoms.

Hundred Kingdoms is still pretty good. "As Qian Yuan spoke, he rewarded Xu Yeli with the land of hundreds of countries.

Xu Yeli's face was solemn, and he finally said helplessly: "This matter...just follow what Brother Dao said."

Qian Yuan's eyes showed a satisfied smile: "Young people sometimes have a strong temper and like to act rashly. I hope fellow Taoists can give more advice to my disciples."

"Okay." Xu Yeli suppressed the anger in his heart, said goodbye to Qian Yuan, and left here.

…

At this time, on the Seven Color Peak.

Jiang Lingsu finally sneaked out of her wooden house and knocked on the door of Qi Yuan's brick house.

She looked like a thief with a guilty conscience, as if she was having an affair.

"Junior sister, why did you come to see me?" Qi Yuan was perfecting his plan to destroy the Palace of Light.

The name Blood-clothed Sword God has appeared.

It’s time for the Crazy Taoist, Seven Desire Demon Lord and other trumpets to take action.

Qi Yuan plays the role of everyone and plans his own plan.

"Elder brother, Blood-clothed Sword God...is this your trumpet?" Jiang Lingsu asked in a low voice.

From Sister Yaya, she already knew about the blood-clothed sword god using his original magical power to kill the divine infant monks of the Palace of Light.

She had already seen the post posted by the bloody sword god.

His writing style and temperament are exactly the same as those of his elder brother.

Last time, the senior brother asked her to borrow a trumpet.

"No." Qi Yuan shook his head.

This vest cannot be taken off.

"I'm just a small Yuan Dan, how can I be a powerful person in Zifu?" Qi Yuan replied.

Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan with a strange look on his face.

In fact, she was startled by this speculation in her mind.

How could the eldest brother be in the Zifu?

Even if the eldest brother is the reincarnation of the Yin God, it is impossible for him to return to the Zi Mansion so soon.

Looking at Jiang Lingsu who looked suspicious, Qi Yuan said proudly: "Your wooden house is small and broken, and it only has one room.

It just so happened that my brick house had been built and there were a few more side rooms.

Your sister happens to have nowhere to go at night, why not come to my brick house?

Although the brick building was small and undecorated, it still had a few benches.

If she needs to sleep, just tie a few ropes. "

After becoming Yuandan, Qi Yuan felt that his thoughts had become more flexible.

On the surface, he was helping others.

In fact, he was showing off his brick house to his junior sister.

"No need." The doubt in Jiang Lingsu's heart disappeared.

According to what Sister Yaya said, that senior expert should be a real member of the demonic path. He could kill more than one hundred thousand people?

How does Senior Brother look like the Blood-clothed Sword God?

Could it be that that crazy Taoist is Senior Brother's trumpet?

"What a pity for my newly built house." Qi Yuan sighed. He thought of something and couldn't help but ask, "Is Jiang Ya really your sister?"

"Of course." Jiang Lingsu didn't understand why the senior brother asked like this.

"Then why is it that one of you is so skinny and the other is so plump and round?

She looks like she's malnourished and you're overnourished. "Qi Yuan asked out his doubts. As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Lingsu's unconcealed plumpness under her loose dress.

"..." Jiang Lingsu glared at Qi Yuan. The girl's brain circuit was sometimes difficult to understand, "You want to say that I am fat?"

Qi Yuan looked at the girl in front of him and said seriously: "No."

Junior sister's figure is just right.

There is meat where it should be, but not where it should be.

If it weren't for wearing loose clothes and letting the junior sister spin a snoring circle, there would definitely be a lot of people watching.

"Is your sister very poor?"

Jiang Lingsu glared at Qi Yuan: "She is poor? She is much richer than me.

Her master is Old Man Wutian, the master of Dengtian Pavilion! "

"Are there many spiritual stones?"

"Lingshi... what is that?" Jiang Lingsu said proudly, "Dengtian Pavilion collects magic arts in the world. Almost all the famous magic arts in the thirteen continents of the East are included in Dengtian Pavilion.

Even our Shenguang Sect's "Seven Color Fire Refining Technique" is included in Dengtian Pavilion.

You should know about Lingtian Pavilion. Lingtian Pavilion has a close relationship with Dengtian Pavilion and has been collecting worldly laws for Dengtian Pavilion. "

When Qi Yuan heard this, his breathing became rapid and his eyes gleamed: "So rich?"

"Yeah." Seeing the senior brother's appearance, Jiang Lingsu felt much more familiar.

"You said that if I get married and become a son-in-law, can you show me the Dharma of Dengtian Pavilion?"

"...Senior Brother, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Lingsu turned around, "If you are short of skills, ask me, junior sister, I still...have some."

Qi Yuan also calmed down after hearing this.

He already has a brick house. Although he lacks a car, he doesn't need to marry into the family, right?

"Thank you, Junior Sister. I just received a favor for no reason. I feel a little..."

"There are many spells here. Take them and have a look." Jiang Lingsu waved her jade hand, and several jade slips fell into Qi Yuan's hands. "I just extorted them from Sister Yaya. Don't expose them."

Jiang Lingsu said, and returned to her wooden house without looking back.

Qi Yuan took the jade slips and was moved.

He returned to his room and logged into his small account.

Thinking back to Junior Sister's question today, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"The small account of Blood-robed Sword God is too consistent with my cold temperament. Junior Sister immediately suspected me.

It's better to use the Crazy Taoist, which has nothing to do with me. She will never think of me."

He looked up and looked at the two suns in the sky.

"Now, it's time for the Crazy Taoist and the Seven Desires Demon Lord to appear!"

There are still many strongholds of the Palace of Light in the land of the Hundred Kingdoms.

He has to eliminate them one by one.

"At least, they were once the white moonlight, so let's send them to reunite with their ancestors."

...

Outside Yunzhi Mountain, Fengnu Zhenjun and Qianghong Zhenjun came together.

The two looked at the big formation in the mountain, and Fengnu Zhenjun's eyes were full of anger: "This Liuqin Zhenjun is so leisurely, he came here to practice in seclusion?

I don't think he is practicing in seclusion, but hanging out with some female cultivators of Dashang!"

He was dissatisfied.

His disciple Polang was suspected to have died at the hands of Shenguang Sect.

This Liuqin Zhenjun did not suppress Shenguang Sect, but practiced in seclusion here.

Fengnu Zhenjun was naturally dissatisfied.

"Liuqin Zhenjun may have reached a critical moment in his practice." Qianghong Zhenjun acted as a peacemaker.

Fengnu Zhenjun suppressed his anger and shouted to the big formation in front: "Liuqin Zhenjun, come to see me quickly!"

He was in the late stage of Shenying, and his father was a great man in Zifu, so he had the capital to be arrogant and domineering.

But after the roar, it was extremely quiet here, and no one responded at all.

The two of them showed puzzled expressions in their eyes.

Could it be that... there was an accident?

However, at this moment, a loud laugh sounded from the air.

"People laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at people for not seeing through me."

I saw a middle-aged man with a crazy look, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, he appeared in front of Feng Nu Zhenjun and Qiang Hong Zhenjun.

"Who are you?" Feng Nu Zhenjun looked at the man in front of him with fear.

The man held a kitchen knife in his hand and saw Feng Nu Zhenjun: "I am... a crazy Taoist."

"Crazy Taoist?" Feng Nu Zhenjun was stunned, and then an ominous premonition came.

Shenhua Club, crazy Taoist?

"Why did you suddenly appear here!" Qiang Hong Zhenjun was puzzled.

At this time, the crazy Taoist held a kitchen knife in his hand, with a playful smile in his eyes: "Why am I here? I have to ask you.

You are running around randomly instead of staying in the base, wasting my time."

He said, holding a kitchen knife, and rushed towards Feng Nu Zhenjun and Qiang Hong Zhenjun like a lunatic.

The two late Shenying had no intention of fighting at this time.

This matter revealed something strange.

The two wanted to leave and make a long-term plan.

But the crazy voice was like a shadow: "People can go, but the bodies must stay here."

After the crazy words fell, the kitchen knife left an arc in the air and fell on Feng Nu Zhenjun and Qiang Hong Zhenjun.

The two Zhenjuns used their magical powers to protect their bodies.

However, the kitchen knife seemed indestructible and could not be resisted at all.

"You will die if you are against Guangming Palace!" Feng Nu Zhenjun roared.

His body could no longer support, and was cut in two by the kitchen knife, and his soul was scattered.

The same was true for Master Qiang Hong. Facing Qi Yuan, the late-stage Divine Infant was like a chicken. It could even be said that Qi Yuan did not need to use his original magical power, and the two of them had no room to fight back.

After slaughtering the two Divine Infants, Qi Yuan waved his hand lightly, and the storage bags of the two fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

"Only this Feng Nu can barely be considered as Bai Yueguang. This Master Qiang Hong is too poor, right?

Just like this... dare to come to Da Shang?

It's because there is no network here, otherwise he must be posted on the Internet and laughed at." After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

His other vests were also about to take action.

The harem of the Wei Kingdom has become the back garden of the Guangming Palace.

Several Divine Infant monks slept on the dragon bed at night and had a lot of fun.

Suddenly, an extremely miserable voice sounded in the air.

"Where is my chicken?"

"Where is my chicken?"

Above the sky of the harem, a man in a black robe and disheveled hair appeared, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

"Who are you?" A Divine Infant monk flew out from the harem, "This is the Guangming Palace stronghold, there is no chicken for you!"

"Chicken...you stole my chicken!" The disheveled man showed anger in his eyes, and his voice trembled, "You bastards, that's my family, you stole it and ate it!"

"Are you the Seven Desires Demon Lord?" The Divine Infant monk immediately understood that the person in front of him should be the Seven Desires Demon Lord of the Divine Flower Club.

"You are so conscienceless that you even stole cute chickens. You will be struck by lightning!" The disheveled man pointed his finger, as if condemning the Divine Infant monk.

The Divine Infant monk had a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Crazy, looking for death!"

He did not feel the strong breath of the monk in front of him.

At this time, there were more than ten Divine Infants in the Wei Imperial Palace.

This Seven Desires Demon Lord came here to seek death.

At this time, outside the imperial palace, some Divine Infants of Wei State saw the figure on the sky, and their eyes showed helplessness.

"I hope this fellow Taoist... can be safe and sound."

Qi Yuan's eyes were angry: "If you do too many bad things, you will be punished by heaven!

Since I was born, I have been helping others every day, not even killing chickens or stepping on ants.

You will be struck by thunder!"

"Thunder? There is no thunder in this world, where did this madman come from!" The Divine Infant cultivator rushed towards Qi Yuan with a face full of rage.

At this time, a golden bun suddenly condensed in Qi Yuan's hand.

As the bun condensed, a terrifying aura permeated at this moment.

The bun was thrown and fell in front of the Divine Infant cultivator.

The Divine Infant cultivator just felt the strong golden aura.

A thunder suddenly appeared and fell directly on him.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't.

"No!" He was puzzled and could not understand.

Why did the sky thunder suddenly appear?

Why did the sky thunder kill him?

He naturally did not know that this was a secret method created by Qi Yuan in the past.

With the power of gold essence, it condensed into a sword.

Wherever the sword was thrown, the sky thunder struck.

"It's raining buns."

"Chicken buns."

Qi Yuan was like a dragon king in the clouds.

Countless buns fell from the sky like hail.

The entire Wei Palace was covered with dark clouds, as if the gods were angry.

All the monks in the imperial capital could not help but look up at the sky at this moment.

When they saw the dense sky thunder, their eyes showed fear and awe.

Countless sky thunders also washed across the Wei Palace at this moment.

All the Shenying monks of the Guangming Palace inevitably had a bun stuffed into their mouths, and then welcomed the baptism of the sky thunder.

It can be said that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sha turned into divine thunder, and the mighty power of heaven was led by buns.

ps: There is still one chapter, please read it tomorrow morning, sorry sorry!