Control the Nine Heavens

Seemingly familiar with Xiang Linger, the young man glanced at Xiang Wentian, then walked quickly to Xiang Linger and asked, "Junior Sister Ling'er, who is that kid?"

"He, his name is Qin Yue, from what Tianyuan continent. %&*";"

Xiang Linger spoke quickly and bluntly.

The young man obviously didn't know what Tianyuan Continent was, but over the years, people from various small worlds would sometimes come to the sanctuary through the teleportation array, so he also knew that Tianyuan Continent should be a small world.

Thinking like this, the young man strode to Qin Yue with a smile on his face and cupped his hands: "Hello brother Qin, my name is Wang Feng."

That appearance didn't look down on Qin Yue's intention to come from a small world at all, but raised the heart of friendship.

The reason for this is very simple, because Qin Yue seems to have a detached temperament, and the most important thing is that it is impossible for ordinary people to appear on Xiang Wentian's flying boat.

Seeing Wang Feng being so polite, Qin Yue naturally wouldn't take a cold face. He glanced at Xiang Ling'er not far away, and said with a smile, "That girl is right. My name is Qin Yue, and I come from Tianyuan Continent."

"Haha, I'm very curious about Brother Qin's Tianyuan Continent. I must communicate well in Japan."

Wang Feng laughed.

"That's a good feeling. Anyway, I'm quite curious about the Sanctuary."

Qin Yue laughed loudly.

At this moment, there was a burst of violent breaking wind.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people in black robes appeared a hundred feet away.

It's just that these people suddenly stopped when they appeared a hundred feet away.

I don't know who exclaimed: "No, this is Xuan Tianzong Xiang Wentian's flying boat, withdraw, quickly withdraw."

"If you want to go, leave everything to the old man."

Xiang Wentian couldn't hide the anger in his eyes, he shouted angrily, and waved his big hand, but he didn't see him making such a move.

In an instant, more than a dozen people who wanted to escape were shaken, and their bodies were locked in the air, unable to move.

"To, to the sect master, circumambulate, spare your life."

Feeling that their bodies were frozen, more than a dozen people's faces were pale and their eyes were terrified, and some people immediately asked for mercy.

"Hmph, grab my divine crystal and kill 73 sect disciples from the Southwest Mine. You want me to spare your life? It's really unreasonable."

With a cold drink, Xiang Wentian waved his big hand again, and the dozen people seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands, and they were instantly pulled to the flying boat.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of the landing came, and a dozen people fell on the flying boat.

No one escaped, and many people looked at Xiang Wentian in horror and begged for mercy: "Xiang Sect Master, don't, don't kill us, I, we all obey orders, we can't help ourselves."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, where is the god crystal now?"

Xiang Wentian asked coldly. %&*";

"This……"

More than a dozen people's expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't answer.

"Say, or you will die."

Xiang Wentian's voice was as cold as the bone-piercing wind.

A dozen people listened, sweating and shivering, and someone stammered: "Xiang, Xiang Sect Master, God, Shenjing has already been sent back to the Valley of Fallen Demons, you, you will forgive me. Let's die."

"Damn you all."

Xiang Wentian was so angry that he wanted to kill.

"Senior, be slow."

At this moment, Qin Yue opened his mouth to stop it.

Xiang Wentian was not in a hurry to make a move, and looked at Qin Yue.

Ignoring Xiang Wentian, Qin Yue strode a meteor, and came not far from a dozen people, and suddenly the Jiuxiao sword in his hand waved casually.

Zheng!

A sword qi shot out, except for the one with the lowest cultivation base, only the horse-faced youth who was in the mortal realm was alive, and the rest of the people were killed by the sword qi on the spot.

In this situation, Xiang Linger frowned slightly and cursed at a murderous madman, while Wang Feng and others were shocked. No one thought that Qin Yue would kill without saying a word.

What shocked them the most was Qin Yue's strength!

You must know that the highest cultivation base of the dead person has reached the third level of the psychic realm, but even such a master, it seems that he has not recovered his senses even after death.

"Senior Brother Wang Feng, is this guy really a Hundred Tribulations Realm?"

Taking a deep breath, someone couldn't help but whispered to Wang Feng.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Wang Feng smiled bitterly and looked at Qin Yue.

He saw that Qin Yue kept a living mouth, and he also understood that Qin Yue must make some moves next.

Wang Feng's cultivation base is not low, he has reached the second level of the spiritual realm, and to be able to achieve such a cultivation base, his mind is naturally meticulous. Seeing that Qin Yue keeps his mouth alive, he guesses that Qin Yue has a purpose.

Obviously, his guess was correct.

At this time, Qin Yue had already strode to the front of the horse-faced youth.

He didn't say anything, just stared at the horse-faced young man so coldly.

"You, what do you want to ask? I, I absolutely know everything and say everything, Xi, I hope you, you can save my life."

Seeing Qin Yue slaying more than a dozen of his companions with one sword, and seeing many bloody, headless corpses beside him, the horse-faced youth was really scared, his face was pale, and his whole body trembled like a bird with a startled bow.

Qin Yue's eyes were cold and he asked, "You guys in the Valley of Fallen Demons are not as powerful as the Xuantian Sect. I'm curious, why do you dare to snatch the divine crystal?"

"This..." The young man's face changed slightly.

"Say, or die."

Qin Yue said coldly, his voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell.

The horse-faced young man trembled and opened his mouth, but he hesitated to speak.

Qin Yue's eyes flashed with coldness, and he smiled angrily, "If you said it, I might give you a good time, but it's a pity that you have a stubborn mouth, so don't blame me for being rude."

After he finished speaking, powerful killing intent poured out, and the young man with horse face was terrified and unable to move.

"Don't, don't kill me, I said, I said it all."

Feeling the terrifying killing intent sweeping his body, the horse-faced youth turned pale as paper, and shouted.

"Too late."

Qin Yue shook his head and his expression turned cold in vain.

Soul arrest!

"what!"

A shrill scream came, and Xiang Wentian's eyelids twitched.

Wang Feng, Zhang Chu and the others changed their expressions in astonishment, and their bodies trembled, while Xiang Ling'er jumped up and shouted, "Stinky boy, what have you done?"

Qin Yue didn't have time to answer, and he took a few breaths to absorb all the memories of the young man with a horse face, and drew it out with a sword.

"puff!"

With a crisp sound, the horse-faced youth was headed in a different place.

In this situation, Wang Feng and the others turned pale, and a stream of cold sweat rose from the soles of their feet and rushed straight to the top of their heads.

Qin Yue is really too ruthless, besides being ruthless, he also gives people a feeling of inscrutable.

This is understandable. After all, Qin Yue seems to have the cultivation of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, but the strength that burst out is far beyond the cultivation. Anyone who sees it will be shocked and curious.

That is, at the same time as the horse-faced youth died tragically, Xiang Linger jumped to Qin Yue's side, pouted and asked, "Hey, what the hell were you sneaking about just now?"

Without answering, Qin Yue skillfully collected corpses to collect money, then waved his sleeve robes, and a strong wind blew out, clearing the corpses of the fallen warriors out of the flying boat.

"Hey, what about you, don't ignore auntie, okay?"

Seeing that Qin Yue didn't answer, Xiang Linger glared angrily and shouted unhappily.

Grinning at her, Qin Yue strode up to Xiang Wentian.

"You must have practiced some kind of soul deception, right?"

Xiang Wentian's eyes were full of light, and he was the first to speak.

Hearing this, Wang Feng, Zhang Chu and the others all shivered. There was nothing they could do. Soul Deception is an extremely evil secret technique that can absorb the memories of others.

However, Xiang Linger was not afraid, but her eyes were full of light. She came to Qin Yue's side in a few steps, and said cheerfully, "Stinky boy, can you pass on the soul capture technique to me? I'll also practice and play."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Wentian glared at her, then looked at Qin Yue, and asked in a deep voice, "What did you find out?"

Qin Yue didn't talk nonsense, and said slowly: "Shenjing was indeed sent back to Fallen Devil Valley, and apart from Shenjing, Zhao Haiqing, the old valley owner of Fallen Devil Valley, did not die."

"what!"

Xiang Wentian trembled slightly, and said in shock, "How is it possible, a thousand years ago, Zhao Haiqing went into trouble and exploded and died. How could he not die?"

"It's true that he died by exploding his body, but he seems to have practiced some kind of art of rebirth."

After Qin Yue finished speaking, he added: "I don't know what great chance I got. Now, Zhao Haiqing's cultivation has reached the second level of heaven and man."

"This……"

Xiang Wentian's pupils shrank slightly, and he said bitterly, "No wonder the Fallen Devil Valley dared to snatch the divine crystal of our Xuantian Sect. It turns out that this guy, Zhao Haiqing, is backing it."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Feng said with some worry: "Deputy Sect Master, although the Sect Master's cultivation level is comparable to Zhao Haiqing, he is currently in retreat. How can this be good?"

"Go back to the sect first."

After Xiang Wentian finished speaking, with a wave of his sleeve robe, the speed of the flying boat doubled, like a meteor chasing the moon, breaking through the sky and going away.

Nanman, with a vast land and abundant resources, is full of vitality, and grows all kinds of precious spiritual herbs.

Many mountains, lakes, swamps, abyss, and dense forests are also filled with many monsters, and many of them are powerful beings that can change shape.

Not to mention monsters, in Nanman, it is well known that the most powerful are the Xuantian Sect, the Sword God Villa, the Baihua Palace, and the Medicine God Valley.

The reason why these four forces can become the superpowers of the Nanban is that they all have their own specialties.

Just like Xuan Tianzong.

First, there are many disciples in the sect, reaching hundreds of thousands, among which there are many masters.

Second, the sect master's cultivation level has reached the second level of the heaven and the human realm, and his strength is strong.

Third, the Xuantian Sect was famous for its craftsmanship among the southern barbarians.

This artifact refining technique is left over from the ancient times. The ordinary disciples of Xuan Tianzong can only learn a little bit of fur. The advanced artifact refining art is completely in the hands of the sect master and the elders. They are not talented disciples. , can't learn at all.

And even those disciples of the Xuantian Sect who have only learned the art of furnishing weapons can refine powerful weapons and armor if they have better materials.

That's why, within the southern barbarians, with the same level of cultivation, most of the enemies who encounter the disciples of the Xuantian Sect are not opponents.

This is like a fight between two people of equal strength, one wearing sackcloth and linen and holding a wooden sword, the other wearing mithril soft armor and holding a gold and iron sword.