Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 631 Concentrated Killing Intent [Third Update]

His self-confidence comes from the three disciples behind him.

He Cangming squinted his eyes, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, and said, "Zitong, you three, came to meet Senior Chu. He was a registered disciple of Saint Master Qingxu 1000 years ago, and he has a very strong background."

"I've seen Senior Chu."

Among the three, one was obviously taller than the other two, wearing a silver robe, with a kind of arrogance on his face, as if he didn't take everything seriously.

Chu Yunsong nodded lightly, that He Cangming came here today to give him a blow.

"Luo Zitong, the ninth realm of Tianwu, has reached the attainments of a fifth-rank master."

Chu Yunsong didn't look at the other two, but looked at Luo Zitong.

There is a conspicuous badge of a fifth-rank master on his chest.

If he can reach the fifth-rank grandmaster at his age, he has a great hope of stepping into the ranks of the sixth-rank great master in the future.

"Haha, how about my disciple, I'm afraid there is no one in your Chu family who can compare with him."

He Cangming laughed triumphantly.

It is rare to have a few fifth-rank masters under the age of 30 in a thousand years.

"It's pretty good, but that's nothing."

Chu Yunsong said indifferently.

If there hadn't been a big change back then, none of his juniors would have been better than Luo Zitong, especially the youngest junior, who was a genius among the inscription patterns.

"Senior Chu Yang was a disciple of Saint Master Qingxu thousands of years ago. I, Luo Zitong, admired Saint Master since childhood. It's a pity that Saint Master died for the sake of destroying the dynasty. I really feel unworthy for Saint Master."

Luo Zitong walked out and said with a sigh.

Hearing this, Chu Yunsong's eyes turned cold.

"The demise of the dynasty deserved their crimes. Whoever made them offend the powerful dynasty? If the saint master is still alive, I, Luo Zitong, will definitely become a disciple of the saint master."

Luo Zitong talked eloquently.

In a few words, he actually treated the collapse of the Tianxing Dynasty as a joke.

Hearing this, Chu Yunsong's face became colder and colder.

This arrogant junior dared to talk about Tianxing Dynasty and Saint Master Qingxu, but He Canming didn't intend to stop him at all, instead he stroked his beard and smiled.

Obviously, He Cangming knew the taboo in Chu Yunsong's heart, and deliberately used this matter to provoke him.

If he hadn't maintained his identity, Chu Yunsong might have crushed him to death with one finger.

"I don't think the holy master may like you."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Lu Feng walked out from the crowd, staring at Luo Zitong with concentrated killing intent.

"Isn't it? I respect Saint Master Qingxu the most. If he had entered the Emperor Mu Xing Dynasty, how could he have ended up in the Holy Death? I heard that a group of lingering people in that Dynasty still wanted to take revenge. It's a pity that they all fell. It’s a tragic ending, and it really deserves death.”

Luo Zitong glanced at Lu Feng and said lightly.

"You are not qualified to talk about those things."

Lu Feng said coldly, and a icy edge shot out.

"Do you have the right to scold me in front of me? A kid at the sixth realm of Tianwu really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. If Senior Chu was not here, I would teach you the rules of life."

Luo Zitong glanced at Lu Feng as if looking down on an ant.

"That's right, Senior Brother Luo is a fifth-rank grandmaster with a high status, if you are sensible, shut up quickly."

The two people behind said sarcastically.

"The two of you are only fourth-rank masters, but I am a fifth-rank grandmaster. According to the rules of the Inscription Rune Guild, you are not qualified to speak in front of me."

Lu Feng flipped his hands and took out the badge of the fifth-rank master, which was extremely eye-catching.

The two immediately shut their mouths tightly.

"Chu Yunsong, I didn't expect you to hide a fifth-rank master here. I miscalculated, but that cultivation base is a little weaker, and it can't be compared with Zitong."

He Cangming was startled, then smiled slightly.

"Luo Zitong is a member of Luosheng from Musheng Palace. If the saint master is reborn, he will be thrown out of the inscription pattern guild with his arrogance."

The cold light in Chu Yunsong's eyes bloomed, and the thunderous pressure was suddenly suppressed.

"It's normal for young people to be a little arrogant." He Cangming said disapprovingly.

He Canming didn't find it strange that Chu Yunsong and others had such a reaction. After all, the former was a registered disciple of the Saint Master back then and had many ties to that dynasty.

It would be strange if there was no response.

"Wood Saint Palace Luo Saint!"

Lu Feng murmured in his heart, clenched his fists tightly, and the killing intent turned into a gust of wind and swept through his heart.

Both Mu Sheng and Luo Sheng were saints thousands of years ago, and they also had their share in the great changes that year.

No wonder Na Luo Zitong slandered the Tianxing Dynasty everywhere, the people of Musheng Palace had long been the most loyal eagle dogs of the Mu Xing Dynasty.

They have been searching for the remnants of the dynasty in Tianfu Prefecture for so many years, and they even pulled out many eyeliners of Yintang.

"However, Chu Yunsong, you really plan to let your fifth-rank grandmaster enter the holy vein competition. Aren't you afraid that he will be folded in?"

He Cangming said with a half-smile.

"Then you don't need to worry about it."

Chu Yunsong was expressionless, and immediately stepped into the void, slowly scanning the world, and said: "The once-in-a-hundred-year battle for the sacred veins will start now, and I will announce the rules of this battle."

His voice was like a thunderclap, clearly echoing in everyone's ears.

Swish!
With a wave of Chu Yunsong's palm, a huge change occurred on the ground, and a terrifying formation gradually appeared, covering almost ten thousand miles.

Looking from a distance, the formation is firmly nailed to the ground like a chess piece, and one can find that there are infinite changes in that chess piece, which is as complicated as a maze.

In the middle of the formation, there is a huge area, which is extraordinarily dazzling.

This is the ability of the sixth-rank great master, with the heaven and the earth as the formation.

If you are a seventh-rank saint master, the entire world will be your formation.

However, there are only a dozen or so people in the entire inscription pattern guild of seventh-rank great saint masters.

It is the first condition to reach the seventh-rank saint master and reach the saint realm, but reaching the saint realm does not necessarily mean reaching the saint master.

For example, the president of the Mingwen Guild in Tianfu Prefecture is a saint, but he is only a sixth-rank grand master.

"Tianluo Jingwei formation, many areas evolve within a chess piece, this Chu Yunsong is also a genius."

He Cangming also said solemnly at this moment.

"There are countless areas in the heaven and earth latitude and longitude formation, and you need to come to the center and leave the formation through the teleportation formation. The time is set at six hours, and the side with the most people will be the final winner."

The moment the voice fell, there was a sudden uproar below.

The rules seem simple, but it is extremely difficult to reach the center.

There are barriers in every area, and the more you go to the central area, the less it will be. Then it will be a brutal fight.

"Brother said that every area has the power of formations, and the closer the area is to the center, the stronger the power of formations."

"With my current strength, although there is still a gap between me and the Ninth Realm of Heavenly Martial Arts, I may not be able to compete with them by using the power of the formation."

Lu Feng calculated his own pros and cons in his mind.

"Now I announce that the grand formation is activated, and the battle for the holy veins begins!"

boom!
Like a storm, the atmosphere accumulated in the air was boiling, and countless people looked excitedly at the latitude and longitude array of the sky.

As long as they can lead their families to victory, there will be an extremely generous reward at that time.

Such a reward is exciting.

"Zitong, it's up to you to be the teacher this time, especially when I see the boy who is a fifth-rank grandmaster, let me abolish him. I want to see if Chu Yunsong doesn't feel bad."

He Cangming's eyes turned cold, and his finger bones rubbed against each other.

"Is that kid? The disciple has exactly that intention."

Luo Zitong smiled broadly, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

A person who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth dares to scold him in front of him, he is really courting death.

And just after Luozi's call sound fell, he jumped into the Tianluo latitude and longitude array.

"Martial Nephew, be careful about Luo Zitong, if you lose, don't try to be brave." Chu Yunsong condensed his voice into a line, and it rang in Lu Feng's ear.

He saw the cold look between the two of them.

"Don't worry, I have a plan."

The cold eyes shot away like a cold sword, and gradually became firm.

Luo Zitong will be the person he most wants to resolve in this holy vein dispute.

(End of this chapter)