Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

One hundred and thirtieth chapters vivid painting

The latest website: In the Golden Luan Hall, a black mist shot out with a long tail of flames.

In the torrent of demonic energy, there is a terrifying figure, the person under the wide dragon robe, the skin is as black as ink, the eyes are sallow, the body is thin, skinny, and looks like a skeleton.

Xuan Qingzi was taken aback, this is Da Yuan's True Dragon Emperor?

This ugly appearance and all kinds of heinous behaviors are not worthy of being called the Son of Heaven at all!

Countless armored soldiers poured out from all corners of the palace, full of momentum, but under the full spirit, there was weakness and exhaustion hidden.

These people must have taken some secret medicine of overdraft potential.

Xuan Qingzi glanced casually, and frowned even tighter, "Why bother..."

In the Great Yuan Imperial City, on the high-rise pavilions, there were people's figures flickering one after another, standing on the roof.

They are headed by an old man wearing a white robe. The huge necklace made of skulls is very eye-catching. His aura is also particularly powerful, stronger than the peak of the heavenly rank, and slightly weaker than the innate.

It is the old man Xiao Duangu, the master of the White Bone Gate, and the twelve elite elites of the heavenly ranks. Some of them have royal aristocrats, but they are ugly, and they are probably the descendants of Ge Hong.

Xuan Qingzi's eyes are arrogant, he is an evil heretic, relying on shady means, taking shortcuts, in fact, he is strong on the outside and weak on the inside, vulnerable to a single blow!

His eyes returned to the dragon-robed skeleton man, and he said angrily, "Ge Hong, look at your current appearance! You are not human, ghost or ghost, how many lives have been taken, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it. Dayuan's 900-year-old foundation must not be cut off in my hands! Dayuan will never step into Daqin's footsteps!"

Ge Hong, who was mostly hidden in the demonic energy, replied bitterly with murderous intent in his eyes.

"I knew you would come back to Dayuan sooner or later!

"But I didn't expect you to come so soon. I don't understand how Ye Qing, such a noble person, would stare at Da Yuan!"

"Hey, no matter what the purpose is, your resistance is really ridiculous. You don't know Qingsheng's strength at all. If you try your best, you may not be able to compare with Qingsheng's finger, and your arms are like a car!"

Xuan Qingzi had complicated emotions and looked at Ge Hong with pity.

He even thought of himself, does he have a chance to step into supernatural powers like Ye Qing did?

It is rumored that there are two sword lights of the Fire Dragon Immortal in Xuelong Ridge, which eliminated the avalanche that could destroy the city. What kind of supernatural power is that, who is regarded as the strongest of the Immortal, except Qingsheng?

As if stimulated by his gaze, Ge Hong roared furiously, "Nonsense, I have become an innate too! Old man, do you really think you can beat me up? I have been waiting for this day all the time...

"If you are two years later, it will be even better, we Dayuan can have more talents!"

He really wanted to hysterically tell Xuan Qingzi in detail that his arrangements during this time let him know how decisive and ruthless he was in order to protect Da Yuan.

Even the six princes have undergone the transformation of the evil dragon resentment formation formed by the blood sacrifice of two to three million people, and they are now at the peak of the heavenly rank!

If you digest the grievances in your body, you can continue to transform until you step into the innate!

Six princes, plus him, seven geniuses!

Even if tens of millions of people die, Da Yuan can get more, counterattack the big man, and gobble up the wolf!

In terms of countless emperors, who can compare to him? How could Da Yuan lose!

"Hehe, Daoist Xuanqingzi, why don't you join Dayuan." Underneath, the head of the White Bone Gate Sect Master Xiao Duangu laughed heartily, "Dayuan is the revitalized place in the southern region, with you joining, Dayuan can keep pace with Dahan.

"You will be on an equal footing with Fellow Daoist Ge Hong, share a huge territory, and have inexhaustible cultivation resources. Fellow Daoist Ge Hong, his princes, and me, the Baigumen, cannot cultivate through pills and elixir.

"And these will all belong to you, and you will enjoy them exclusively!"

"That's right, Xuan Qingzi, you can think about it." Ge Hong rolled his eyes and waved his hand, Xiao Duangu understood, issued an order, and activated the formation in the imperial city.

The demonic energy in the sky instantly turned into a cage, covering the huge imperial city together with Xuanqingzi.

"Otherwise, this will be your burial place!"

Ge Hong's voice came faintly.

Xuan Qingzi was unmoved, not to mention that he was already loyal to Ye Qing, even in terms of benefits, these people would never be able to give him what he wanted, but Ye Qing could!

He took out a scroll in his sleeve and sneered, "Qing Sheng has something to give you!"

As he spoke, he threw away the scroll, and the scroll spread out against the wind, facing Ge Hong.

In the simple picture scroll, there is a lifelike vertical pupil looking at Ge Hong faintly.

"kill!"

At this moment, those who did not see the picture scroll could vaguely hear the chilling sound, which made people tremble.

Ge Hong's face was pale, and when he was about to react, the vertical pupil sucked his mind like a vortex.

Sen Luoyan!

A supernatural power that Ye Qing has mastered deeply, and a little trick of the supernatural power that he has researched during this period of time, is vivid in painting!

Can exert 40% of the power of Sen Luoyan.

As for the warriors of the Innate Sky Control Realm, they may not even be able to resist half of them.

Ge Hong's innate ability to break through through evil methods is even weaker, and there is no possibility of resistance.

In an instant, his mind sank, and he fell into the death prison that Ye Qing specially created for him.

Thirty years passed in one second. Ge Hong was tortured in the illusion, and all kinds of murders happened one after another.

Pain was upon his spirit.

A second later, Ge Hong woke up, his eyes were empty and confused, and he let his body, which was unable to control the sky due to a brief absence, fall freely, and finally fell into the palace.

Xuan Qingzi panicked and saw the eyes on the scroll.

Fortunately, all the power was poured into it, and he was not affected by it.

"If I peeked, it might be Ge Hong's fate." He secretly rejoiced.

Xiao Duangu felt as if he had been struck by lightning among the crowd of the Bone Gate, "How could it be possible...a single painting has such power!"

How magnificent is the aura of power that gradually dissipates.

Facing it, he only felt like a mouse that lived in the dark all year round, exposed to the sun, afraid and trembling!

"Supernatural power! This is supernatural power? How is it possible..." Ge Hong's weak voice came from the ruins of the broken palace.

Ge Hong did not die.

Sen Luoyan didn't exert its full power, and its good direction is more about mental suppression, binding enemies with illusions, rather than killing people.

"That's right, Qingsheng is the first supernatural powerhouse in the Southern Territory. The ancestors in the Southern Territory were all wrong. They couldn't break through. It's because they didn't have enough talent!"

Xuan Qingzi said proudly, looked down at Ge Hong in the ruins, and changed the topic, "That's why I said, you are just a mantis holding a cart."

He squinted at the others, and with the same stern gaze, hinted that you were included!

The two jade swords in Xuan Qingzi's sleeves were faintly visible. Thinking of the countless people who died in Dayuan, he said with a little resentment: "This old man really wants to kill you right now, to avenge the innocent souls of Dayuan!"

Like a frail old man, Ge Hong struggled to climb out of the ruins.

Physical injuries are easy to treat, but mental injuries are difficult to treat.

Although the effect of Sen Luo's eyes disappeared, the impact on him could not be subsided for a long time, supernatural power! Only the supernatural powers in the rumors can do this.

He no longer had the desire to struggle or resist.

The group of Xiao Duangu of the Baigumen also fell into silence, looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Da Yuan is willing to surrender! From then on, he will be respected by the great man!" Ge Hong lowered his head, not half unwilling, with such great supernatural powers, he was powerless to resist!

That's ridiculous! I have exhausted all my tricks, and I haven't even met Ye Qing, so I have already lost!

"The Bone Gate is willing to be loyal to the big man!" Xiao Duangu smiled coyly, and led the crowd to bow to Xuan Qingzi.

Baigumen is an evil way, everyone shouts and beats them, they always try to survive in the cracks, it doesn't matter who they work for, and he doesn't have this kind of arrogance that would rather be broken.

Xuan Qingzi sighed, pity Da Yuan's countless innocent people who died in vain, people like Ge Hong deserve death!

"No need! Neither Ye nor the big man can bear your surrender."

Above the sky, there was a strange and indifferent voice, as mighty as thunder and heavenly power, but only the voice was heard, but no person could be seen!

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