Chapter 1050: Arrogant

Soon, only the young man in white was left in front of the Diyu Palace.

This is the world of cultivation where strength is supreme - as long as you have enough strength, you are supreme wherever you go!

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man in white slowly walked to the door of the Diyu Palace.

"Knock! Knock!" As if knocking on the door, the young man in white knocked on the palace door of the Diyu Palace with the folding fan in his hand, muttering to himself: "Does it take a thunder attribute cultivator and an earth attribute cultivator to open this Diyu Palace? I don't believe it!"

As he said this, before everyone could come to their senses, the young man in white had already held the folding fan in his hand and fixed on the palace door. Without seeing how he moved, a majestic aura like the earth and steady like a mountain emanated from him, impacting the palace door.

This young man in white actually tried to break the Diyu Palace by himself.

If that were the case, everything in the Diyu Palace would be his alone - let me ask, with this young man's momentum, who would dare to snatch his love?

Unfortunately, it all fell through!

Obviously, this young man in white has the spiritual root of earth attribute, and he may even be a cultivator of earth attribute heavenly spiritual root. But even so, even if he used 100% of his strength, even if the folding fan in his hand was extremely powerful, he still couldn't go any further in front of the Diyu Palace.

This has nothing to do with strength, but only with the matching of attributes.

The reason why Xiao Mian was able to open the Fengheng Palace alone was because he took advantage of the situation and used the dual spiritual energy of wind and thunder at the same time?

If not, Xiao Mian would not have been able to open the Fengheng Palace.

Now this young man in white is strong and powerful, but he is not Xiao Mian after all, and he is not the Sanqing Guiyuan body after all, and he was blocked outside the Diyu Palace after all.

"Heh! Interesting..." With a self-deprecating grin, the young man in white suddenly turned around and faced everyone, his inquiring eyes pointed directly at Xiao Mian, and finally shifted to Lei Shen, saying calmly: "You, are Lei Shen of Lei Zhen Palace?"

"......, yes!"

"Come up! Give me a hand!"

"..."

How proud is Lei Shen?

Throughout the entire Yin Shang Realm, Lei Shen is the undisputed number one of the young generation. Even if the three realms are equally important, only Yan Mo and Li Jingnian can enter his eyes.

Who would have thought that today he would be named by the young man in white.

After a moment of silence, Lei Shen raised his head.

"May I ask you: Are you the young master of Shanhe Palace?"

"What? If I am not, you won't help me? Lei Shen! Do you value Shanhe Palace, or do you value me, Xu Lijin?"

"......, I understand!"

With a turn of his eyes, Lei Shen has arrived in front of Diyu Palace.

Thunder God actually chose to compromise after hearing Xu Lijin's words, and Xu Lijin's words also confirmed Thunder God's guess - the young master of Shanhe Palace!

This young man in white, with the surname Xu Li and the given name Jin, is the young master of Shanhe Palace, one of the nine holy places!

At the same time, he is also the descendant of the holy place of Shanhe Palace who travels all over the world!

Seeing Thunder God and Xu Lijin trying to open the palace gate of Diyu Palace on the left and right, Xiao Mian's face was calm and his mind was turning.

Obviously, even if ordinary cultivators opened the four side halls according to the method, it would be useless if the cultivators who entered were not the original eight veins descendants.

This is why Xiao Mian secretly gave Tuoba Lan a small porcelain bottle before letting Yin Jiansheng and Tuoba Lan enter the Shuijie Palace. The small porcelain bottle contained Xiao Mian's blood.

Although Xiao Mian didn't know which two of the eight veins descendants were in charge of the Shuijie Hall, the scene in Fengheng Hall before made Xiao Mian more confident in his own blood. Perhaps he could get away with it with his high-quality blood.

Anyway, even if he failed, with Tuoba Lan, the descendant of Tuoba, there wouldn't be any big problems...

As for Ding Shijie and Ji Feifeng who entered Huosui Hall, Xiao Mian was even less worried, not to mention that Ding Shijie might be the descendant of the Ding family in the eight veins.

Now this arrogant Xu Lijin is definitely not one of the eight veins descendants.

Even if he was allowed to enter Diyu Hall, what would happen?

Instead, it was the actions of the Thunder God that made Xiao Mian suspicious.

Is the Thunder God such a good person to talk to? Is he such a person who is easily defeated? Even if Xu Lijin is of noble status, the Thunder God is not much worse. Moreover, in the cultivation world where strength is supreme, each person's status is secondary, and what really matters is their own strength.

Lei Shen is so knowledgeable, unless he is very familiar with the story of the Eight Veins.

Thinking of what Lei Shen said before, Lei Zhen Palace spent a lot of effort on this trip to the Lei Peng Demon Mansion. They collected three pieces of Lei Peng Demon Feathers alone.

And there is Zheng Tingjian, one of the Eight Veins...

Yes!

Zheng Tingjian!

Lei Shen must have Zheng Tingjian's blood!

He can blatantly pretend to be a descendant of the Zheng family!

In an instant, Xiao Mian saw through Lei Shen's plan - but it turned out that it was not him, Lei Shen, who helped Xu Lijin open the Di Yu Palace, but Xu Lijin who helped him, Lei Shen!

Ha!

If the young palace master of Shanhe Palace knew the truth, I wonder what his expression would be...

At the same time, Lei Shen and Xu Lijin opened the palace gate of Di Yu Palace as they wished. Xu Lijin took the lead, and Lei Shen staggered half a body, and the two entered Di Yu Palace.

At this time, Benchu, Chanyin, Xia Mengyun and others also passed through the passage. Xiao Mian was happy that Kong Yuanren finally joined everyone.

In this way, Xiao Mian and his party had successfully joined forces.

But I don’t know where Ni Dongliu, who wanted to enter the Lei Peng demon mansion to be struck by lightning, is now...

But at this time, Huijing and Miaoshan, who had returned to normal, came to the Shuijie Palace together. Huijing nodded towards Xiao Mian and Guihai.

Although Huijing might not have died in Qin Bogong's sneak attack even without Xiao Mian's help in the previous episode, some injuries are inevitable.

Nowadays, the entire Lei Peng Demon Mansion is in a storm, and any small injury may lead to unexpected consequences, so Huijing cannot help but be cautious.

Besides, who wants to suffer if he can avoid getting hurt?

For Xiao Mian, saving Huijing was a simple matter of effort.

At this moment, the door of the Water Solution Palace behind Xiao Mian opened. Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Yin Jiansheng and Tuoba Lan walked out of the Water Solution Palace.

The two of them shook their heads at Xiao Mian and returned the small porcelain bottle that Xiao Mian had delivered to Xiao Mian. Xiao Mian put it in his arms with an annoyed look on his face.

In private, Yin Jiansheng conveyed a settled message to Xiao Mian.

Although monks can use spiritual thoughts or even spiritual consciousness to communicate with each other, in the presence of monks who also possess spiritual consciousness, it is likely to be intercepted by others.

The Lingxi tail feathers are different. They are silent and invisible.

This is the reason why Xiao Mian asked Guitou to spend so much energy to upgrade all the Lingxi Tail Feathers in everyone's hands to the realm of magic weapons.

"Xiao Mian! You won the Fengheng Palace and the Shuijie Palace. You have the secrets of both palaces. Aren't you afraid of dying? At least, tell us what treasure you got!"

But it was Yu Wushuang who stepped out from the crowd and questioned Xiao Mian bluntly.

Seeing everyone looking at him with unkind expressions under Yu Wushuang's questioning, even the demon seal seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Xiao Mian secretly scolded Yu Wushuang like crazy!

Regardless of whether it was Yu Wushuang or someone else, Xiao Mian felt uncomfortable with this face!

With a roll of his eyes, Xiao Mian had a plan in mind.

"Fellow Taoist Jade's words are an injustice to Mr. Xiao! In fact, this Lei Peng Demon Mansion is, after all, the secret mansion of the Lei Peng Demon Master. After all, it was built under the supervision of the successor of the Eight Meridians. Many secret treasures and spiritual materials are It’s left to the descendants of the Eight Meridians. It seems that these outsiders like me are just watching the fun - if you don’t believe it, you can ask that senior Zheng!”

Reaching out, Xiao Mian pointed at Zheng Tingjian who was hiding in the dark!

At this time, Zheng Tingjian became the target of public criticism.

Under the pressure of everyone's consciousness or eyes, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the mediocre Zheng Tingjian was quickly defeated and revealed the secret of Lei Peng Demon Mansion.

Sure enough, just as Xiao Mian guessed, in order to benefit from the four side halls, one must be a descendant of the Eight Meridians.

Everyone's eyes crossed each other and glanced back and forth. Suddenly, Moyin and Yu Wushuang rushed towards the Zheng Tingjian at the same time.

Could this old guy be a ready-made successor of the Eight Meridians?

As long as you control him, or even get the blood of this old guy, you can take a dominant position in the subsequent trip to Lei Peng Demon Mansion.

This was the conclusion that Moyin and Yu Wushuang came to in an instant. What Xiao Mian had to admire was that these two people did not hesitate to attack Zheng Tingjian.

It should be noted that this Zheng Tingjian was brought by the God of Thunder!

Among the crowd, they may not have noticed that Zheng Tingjian was a sensitive person, but they were either frightened by the prestige of the God of Thunder and Lei Zhen Palace, or stopped by the terrifying imprisonment. Only Demon Seal and Yu Wushuang, in the first place, made the most practical judgment.

But it was precisely because of the fight between the two that Moyin and Yu Wushuang, two people who originally went for Zheng Tingjian, fought together.

On the contrary, Zheng Tingjian was able to escape temporarily.

However, after Moyin and Yu Wushuang made such a fuss, everyone who was still somewhat restrained could no longer hold back and was about to make a move, trapping Zheng Tingjian on the spot.

"You...you...what do you want to do!? I...I am the guest invited by Lei Zhen Palace! I came with the God of Thunder..."

Zheng Tingjian's old face is as pale as paper, but he still doesn't forget to use his power to suppress others.

However, the God of Thunder is not here, and the Thunder Palace is beyond reach.

Although there were quite a few disciples from Lei Zhen Palace who followed the God of Thunder, looking at the current situation, they all retreated and acted wisely to protect themselves.

They are not familiar with Zheng Tingjian, so why bother to come forward?

The people from Lei Zhen Palace stood far away and stayed out of the incident.

Xiao Mian and his party stood in front of the Shuijie Palace, watching the show.

Moyin and Yu Wushuang did not give up, but the fight became more and more intense.

Although everyone surrounded Zheng Tingjian, no one wanted to take the lead, so no one was the first to take action to embarrass Zheng Tingjian.

But at this moment, a Buddha's name resounded in all directions.

"Amitabha!" With one word and one step, the spiritual monk Ben Chu came out of the crowd, came to the crowd, and said to Zheng Tingjian: "Donor Zheng! The poor monk has great ambitions to cut meat and feed it to the eagles, but it is related to the blood of the donor. The poor monk is helpless!"

"Master! Monks are compassionate! I am willing to shed some blood and provide it to you for free. I just ask that you spare my life!"

"This..., donors! What do you think?"

"Hmph! What do we want with his life?"

"Give me blood and I will spare your life!"

"Why don't you bleed quickly!?"

Soon, everyone reached a consensus.

Under everyone's eager gaze, Zheng Tingjian had no choice but to cut his wrists and began to bleed into small porcelain bottles one after another...

Although the number of monks present was not large, it was also quite large.

They tortured Zheng Tingjian to the point of ecstasy, and then they stopped.

But at this moment, Benchu ​​came to Zheng Tingjian.

"Thank you very much, Master, for your kind words..." Zheng Tingjian thanked Benchu, but Benchu ​​handed him a small porcelain bottle. Just as Zheng Tingjian was stunned, Benchu ​​smiled faintly: "Donor Zheng! Buddha said that everyone should be treated equally, please help me!"

"You! Do you want my blood too?"

"Please help me!"

"...Okay! I'll help you! I'll help you now!"

Furious and anxious, and bleeding heavily, Zheng Tingjian's face turned pale, but he still took the porcelain bottle, filled it with blood, and handed it to Benchu.

Benchu ​​got Zheng Tingjian's blood as he wished, and his eyes focused on the four side halls, but he didn't see Zheng Tingjian's gloomy eyes...