the first emperor

Chapter 137 The Battle of Qianbao Palace

"Subordinate Zhu Qingyan begs for orders, and is willing to go to clean up the dark world for the master."

Zhu Qingyan stood up with piercing eyes and a strong sense of self-confidence.At this time, he has broken through to the eighth level of the heavenly realm, and he has truly stepped into the ranks of the proud son of heaven. Moreover, with the treasure bestowed by his master, he has the confidence to fight even against ordinary venerables.

"allow!"

Xi Qianye said indifferently, he saw Zhu Qingyan's growth, and he was indeed working hard, but he didn't help much, most of the current achievements are due to his own credit, and he is indeed a talent to be made.

Zhu Qingyan turned into a beam of brilliance and rushed out of the hall in an instant, flying towards those dark monks who dared to step into the Qianbao Mountain area.

His Highness Zhang Yuanyu stood respectfully, feeling very relaxed. He felt safe hiding in Qianbao Palace, and even brought all the hundreds of members of the Zhang family here.

After all, Qianbao Palace has two great masters sitting in it. How could the dark world expect that even if some demons were sent to invade, they would not be so powerful. After all, the Warspear Academy is the biggest opponent of the dark demons.

However, if Zhang Yuanyu knew that the Qianbao Palace had been targeted by the dark world and had been set as the second target, he probably wouldn't have taken it for granted so easily.

……

"Haha, Thousand Treasures Palace! It is said that this sect has obtained the treasures of the ancient sages and has just risen not long ago."

"Hmph! The ancient sage's treasure, how can a small sect be qualified to occupy it, and it will only cause the disaster of destroying the family."

……

Hundreds of dark monks broke into Qianbao Mountain, the leader of which was a heavenly cultivator, and all the others were sect monks. Even in the dark sect, they were an elite team.

But for such an elite team, at this time, there are more than a dozen teams breaking into Qianbao Palace. They come from different sects in the dark world, all of them are attracted by the rumor that Qianbao Palace has obtained the treasure of the ancient sage. , everyone wants to come here for a share.

"The ancient sage's treasure? Ridiculous!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the dark night, extremely abrupt.

"who!"

The leader of the dark cultivator was startled, his eyes were shining brightly, and he glanced around.He heard the voice clearly very close to them, but he couldn't find where the person was at all, and for a moment his mind tensed up and his body tensed up.

Master!

It must be a master!
"Kill your people."

The faint voice sounded again, and then a silver light fell from the sky like a shooting star across the night sky. Before the man in black could react, his head tilted and fell to the ground, blood gushing all over the ground.

A heavenly cultivator fell instantly.

"Not good! Withdraw!"

Such an accident completely shocked all the dark monks, and killed a monk in the sky in an instant. Obviously, the cultivation base of the comer was extremely terrifying, and they were simply not something they could resist.

As dark monks who often lick blood at the tip of their knives, they are naturally extremely keen in judging the crisis, and there is almost no hesitation. Everyone retreats frantically and sends out a distress signal at the same time.

"Since you're here, don't leave anymore. Qianbao Mountain is not for you to step into."

A tall and straight figure shrouded in starlight came out of the darkness, holding a silver long sword surrounded by starlight in his hand, with an extraordinarily cold and stern demeanor, with a silver mask on his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

I saw the sword light criss-crossing, a large number of dark monks fell down like weeds, and the area of ​​thousands of feet turned into a dead zone. In less than half a stick of incense, the ground was full of dark monks' limbs and arms, and no one could escape.

The same thing happened in every corner of Qianbao Mountain, almost all of the dozens of dark teams that invaded Qianbao Mountain were killed.

However, just when Zhu Qingyan was about to slaughter the last group of dark monks, something happened suddenly.

"How dare you dare to kill someone from my dark world."

A gloomy voice sounded from the darkness, and the next moment, a blood-colored figure rushed through layers of mountains and forests, passing by like lightning, and came to Zhu Qingyan in a few moments. The power surged out, it was overwhelming, and it was like smashing the entire mountain.

"The Venerable Realm!"

Zhu Qingyan's pupils shrank, and his body tensed up instantly, but he remained calm in the face of danger. The long sword in his hand drew a circle in the void. The silver-white long sword shone brightly. Together, they turned into a void shield.

boom!
The power of the venerable hit the round shield, and the rocks exploded in an instant, and cracks [-] meters long appeared on the ground, spreading like spider webs, and the surrounding trees, flowers and plants were instantly reduced to dust.

However, the void shield drawn by the long sword blocked the blow of the venerable, evenly matched.

"what!"

The blood-colored figure looked at the long sword in Zhu Qingyan's hand in surprise, and instead of being surprised, said happily: "Ninth-rank desolate weapon of heaven rank! You Qianbao Palace really got the treasure of the ancient sage, haha, good! Very good..."

The people in Qianbao Palace only have the cultivation level of the eighth level of the heavenly realm, and they belong to geniuses among geniuses. Only the Ninth Grade Desolate Weapon could barely block his blow.

Some time ago, Qianbao Palace took out a Heaven-rank Ninth-Rank Desolate Artifact for auction, and now there is another Heaven-Rank Ninth-Rank Desolate Artifact, and the quality seems to be even more extraordinary.He was already sure that the Thousand Treasures Palace really got the peerless treasures, otherwise, why would the heaven-rank ninth-grade desolate artifacts that don't usually appear in a hundred years appear one after another.

"It is true that a cultivator in the Heavenly Realm who holds a ninth-grade desolate weapon of the heavenly rank is comparable to the Venerable Realm, but that is only in terms of strength. In fact, the gap between the Heavenly Realm and the Venerable Realm is not only a difference in strength. Today I will Let me tell you what it means that the venerable should not be offended."

Venerable Blood Shadow laughed loudly, and with one step forward, he was about to kill Zhu Qingyan and take away the Heaven Rank Ninth Grade Desolate Weapon.

However, as soon as he took a step, someone was faster than him.

A shadow emerged from the darkness, and appeared in front of Zhu Qingyan almost instantly. A slender but extremely pale hand stretched out, and grabbed the star-studded ninth-grade desolate artifact.

Startled, Zhu Qingyan mobilized all his strength to fight back, pushing the starlight long sword to the extreme.

However, the power of that hand was extremely terrifying. Even if the starlight long sword was fully urged, its power was comparable to that of an ordinary venerable, but it could not be shaken at all.

"Little thing, you're too young." A gloomy female voice sounded, and the person who appeared suddenly and was hidden in the black robe was a female venerable, and her cultivation level was obviously stronger than that of the blood shadow. His Holiness is stronger.

Seeing that the slender and pale hand grasped the starlight long sword and shook it slightly, Zhu Qingyan was sent flying out, and slammed into a mountain wall hard, knocking out a huge hole in the mountain wall, and the rocks rolled down.

puff!

Zhu Qingyan's complexion was as pale as gold paper in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes.

With just one shock, all the more than 300 bones in his body were broken. If he hadn't been wearing the defensive treasures given to him by his master, he would have been blown to pieces in front of the terrifying power of the venerable.

The power of the venerable is too terrifying, even if he cultivates to the eighth level of heaven, it will be out of reach.

(End of this chapter)