Chapter 247: Chasing for Thousands of Miles

In Yuanzhou, thousands of miles away from the Sea of ​​the Dead and several states apart, on a high mountain, there are two figures, one man and one woman.

"Senior brother, the Palace of the Dead killed countless living beings in Qingyuan Prefecture, including three major sects, and even the ancestors of the quasi-saint realm of Qingyuan Prefecture. A highly respected senior such as Saint Qingyuan died in the Palace of the Dead. "In the hand of the beholder"

"Their actions are more demonic than demonic and extremely cruel. Why is there no righteous sect to judge them?"

The woman among them glanced away and looked at the other young man beside her, somewhat puzzled.

Both of them are true disciples of the Yuanzhou sect and the Yuanwang sect. Yuanzhou and Qingyuanzhou are very close, so the two sides have a close relationship and have always had contacts. The disciples of the Yuanwang sect and the Qingyuan sect also have martial arts fights. Even with grudges, there are Taoist friends who talk happily over wine.

The woman was depressed, and many of her close friends died in that catastrophe.

"Junior sister... don't blame the master and the others, and don't talk nonsense. Those righteous sects are not something we can discuss. If you make any comments, I'm afraid you will be punished by the master and the sect leader."

The young man spoke quickly, but when he looked at his junior sister's aggrieved look, he couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, and then said: "There are only two of us here, I won't tell the master, and no one else knows."

Facing the pitiful look in his junior sister's eyes, the young man was finally defeated: "Junior sister... you are too simple. This world is not as simple as you think."

"The Palace of the Dead is the first force after those saints. It has twelve quasi-saint level palace masters. Its main palace master, second palace master, and third palace master are the best in the quasi-saint realm. Or, one step further is the realm of saints, and the foundation is comparable to those of saints."

"What's more, the Palace of the Dead is cunning and unprovoked. It would be difficult to annihilate them in one go. No force is willing to bear the revenge of the Palace of the Dead. People...are all selfish."

"In the Sea of ​​the Dead, the laws of heaven and earth are incomplete. If you step into the Guiyi Realm, your strength will be at a loss. It will be difficult for outside warriors to adapt. The Palace of the Dead has been rooted there for a long time. No one knows that there are still more people in the Sea of ​​the Dead. There are some dangerous restrictions, even if a saint steps into it, there is still a risk of falling."

The young man sighed and gave his junior sister some knowledge. How difficult is it to annihilate the Palace of the Dead?

No force would be so selfless and willing to take the risk of a saint being injured or even killed!

"But...senior brother, tell me, if Holy Son Xuantian knows about this, will he take action?"

The hope in the eyes of the junior sister is that the tenth quasi-holy son of Xuantian Holy Land, the first genius of Xuantian Continent, Lin Xuan has become the idol in the hearts of many young girls in the Southern Territory. Such a person will definitely take action if he learns that the Palace of the Dead is harming the common people. ?

Looking at the innocent appearance of his junior sister, the young man was speechless.

Xuantian Holy Land, the largest force in Xuantian Continent, is this kind of existence they can come into contact with?

In the eyes of those big forces, as long as it does not endanger the turmoil of the entire human race, the rest is at best natural selection and survival of the fittest. Ordinary people are like weeds, losing one crop and growing countless more over the course of a hundred years. Perhaps using this method Many people pile up to create a saint. Considering the overall situation, this is still profitable.

But in the end, he still didn't tell his junior sister this cruel truth.

"Maybe...will..."

The young man replied without conscience.

But just as he finished speaking.

A ray of light penetrated the void, and then turned into a black crack in the void, like an abyss with an invisible bottom. As the crack squirmed, it seemed that there was a terrifying existence about to be born!

boom

Black mist filled the air, and a black-robed figure walked out of it. His eyes were empty, emotionless, and extremely cold, standing on the top of Yuanzhou.

"This...this...this is..."

When the young man saw this scene, his eyes widened with disbelief and... deep despair.

"Hall of the Dead!"

The moment the young man finished speaking, the entire Yuanwang Sect was in violent turmoil. A golden-armored giant stood in the void, protecting the entire Yuanwang Sect behind him. This was the Yuanwang Sect's protective formation.

At this moment, the sect masters, elders, and even the ancestors of the Yuanwang Sect who were about to be enthroned were all dispatched together to prepare for the attack.

The man in black robe was none other than the master of the Hall of the Dead who had escaped from Lin Xuan. He looked in the direction of the Yuanwang Sect with a fierce light in his eyes.

Now he is being hunted by an unknown strong man. Once the Yuanwang Sect leaks his traces, the consequences will be disastrous!

"Kill! We must kill them all!"

"We must not leak the traces so quickly!"

Facing the Yuanwang Sect's protective formation, he still couldn't hide his overwhelming murderous intent. With a wave of his sleeves, his body rose into the sky. Then the entire Yuanwang Sect's formation was violently collided and kept shaking. .

The formation that the Yuanwang Sect was so proud of was like a layer of brittle paper, breaking at the first touch in front of a strong man at the pinnacle of the Nine Tribulations Quasi-Saint.

Just when everyone was in despair, an old man who was so decayed that he only had his last breath stood up. He seemed to be carrying the stars forward. At this moment, his thin body gradually became full of strength and regained its vitality.

"Ancestor!"

The leader of the Yuanwang Sect called out.

"Let's go, let's go quickly. I have exhausted my life span and can only hold on for a moment. Please lead my Yuanwang Sect disciples to survive!"

The old man didn't look back, leaving only one voice.

Many disciples and elders burst into tears, and the old man burned out his lifespan and went to his death.

"A corrupt second-tribulation quasi-saint wants to stop me?"

"What the hell!"

The Grand Hall Master sneered. Even if the second-tribulation quasi-saint burned out his vitality, he was still an ant in front of him. He just raised his hand and slapped the old man's body. The body was directly broken, and the holy blood splashed in the sky. The whole person sank into the ground, and his life or death was unknown.

Seeing this scene, their own ancestor burned everything and didn't even fight for a moment. Everyone in the Yuanwang Sect was completely desperate.

"This is... the Grand Hall Master of the Dead Hall... the legendary Dead Saint!"

The leader of the Yuanwang Sect smiled in despair. The information of the twelve hall masters of the Dead Hall is not a secret in the major sects... The Grand Hall Master of the Dead Hall, even among the nine-tribulation quasi-saints, can be called the top existence, and is expected to become a saint!

How can he, the Yuanwang Sect, stop it?

Just when everyone in the Yuan Wang Sect was completely desperate, a voice resounded from the void

"I found... you!"

Then, the leader of the Yuan Wang Sect and everyone in the Yuan Wang Sect widened their eyes. Something unbelievable happened.

The Grand Master of the Dead Spirit Hall, at this moment, did not hesitate and ran away directly!

Yes... ran away...!

PS: There is still one chapter to be coded and released in the early morning. Thank you to Emperor Chen for the great god certification, and thank you to many friends for the small gifts!