Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 706

When Shangguan Xiaoyao arrived under the spirit tree, it was the moment when a group of people were arguing.

It's strange, although it seems obvious that the camps are different and the swords are on the verge of breaking out, it makes Shangguan Xiaoyao feel that this is a group of friends arguing.

"Xiaoyao boy! The crisis we have encountered this time is greater than we imagined. I am afraid that any single force in the Four Great Sacred Lands will not be able to survive." He arrived at the jade table surrounded by all the saints.

Shangguan Xiaoyao reluctantly came to the table, and Ying Sigong signaled Tianyin and Zhenlong to restrain the fluctuations of the holy realm on their bodies.

The Nether Lord's face was full of hostility, but he also followed the other two Lords to restrain his Yuan Power fluctuations.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, how dare you come to discuss with the Holy One in a mere imperial realm?" The Nether Holy Lord stood proudly on the table directly opposite Shangguan Xiaoyao, his head almost tilted to the sky. "Hmph, it's just that I have been recruited many times, and I really think of myself as a saint-level figure."

Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't pay attention to his experience at this time, and Tianchan Shengzun and Supreme Zen Master still maintained the undisguised state of the saint's aura.

"Two, it's inconvenient for the younger generation to be so lacking in the demeanor of an elder here?" Ying Sigong and Zhenlong Shengzun decisively sheltered Shangguan Xiaoyao behind them, and Ying Sigong even turned his hand into a dragon's claw to point at him unceremoniously. The two saints of Tianzen.

And the two saints of Tianchan didn't give in at all, and the Zen stick of the supreme Zen master was about to touch the dragon's claw across the jade table.

"Enough! We used to be practitioners who shared weal and woe. Why did we turn each other into such bloody feuds!" Holy Venerable Tianyin quickly shot out three feathers from his hand, and both the dragon claw and the Zen stick Slap away.

Supreme Zen Master glanced indifferently at Tianyin Shengzun, rubbed the wound on his hand and said: "The relationship between me and you is not that deep. That's all."

After finishing speaking, Zen Master Supreme took a few steps back with his Zen stick, and stopped participating in the discussion: "I am here waiting for the countermeasures you have discussed. I have always been only responsible for implementing them."

Across the table, Zen Master Supreme looked over the shoulders of the four of them and saw that Mr. Ying also took a few steps back.

"I don't worry about this guy sitting next to me while I wait for the discussion. If something goes wrong during the discussion, it may lead to chaos, so I won't participate in the discussion!"

After the two quarrels were over, only Shangguan Xiaoyao and the other four rulers of the Holy Land were still in front of the table. Immediately, the oldest Master, the True Dragon, coughed lightly to signal everyone to return their attention to the table in front of the table. on the vision.

"I have checked the files in the Baijuan Pavilion before the arrival of Young Master Xiaoyao. It is indeed the method of Wuya Martial Saint." Tianyin Shengzun spread out a scroll on the table. The pained expression of the monks on the snowy ground after being contaminated, followed the changes in the picture under the urging of Yuanli, and a huge portal appeared in the sky behind.

"This portal is the inheritance experience secret realm of Wuya Wusheng. According to the records in the scroll, it seems that Wuya Wusheng's secret realm has never had a fixed limit. The level of the secret realm is determined by the amount of snowfall." Tian Yin The scroll in Shengzun's hand was fully unfolded, and behind it was a detailed record of the secret realm of Wuya Martial Saint's inheritance.

"Blizzard is the training ground for the imperial realm..." Holy Lord Nether said the last sentence, looking up at the snowflakes falling on the big formation. "What is this snow that is bigger than a goose feather? Emperor Realm? Holy Realm?"

The Holy Lord You Ming spoke bluntly from everyone's heart. At this time, everyone looked up and saw that the sky was full of whiteness. It was not a so-called cloud layer, but the dense snow covered everyone's sight, so that everyone could not see the dome.

"This heavy snow... I have never seen such a magnificent scene." The Holy Lord Youming, who is located in the southern Tianchan Holy Land and rarely enters the northern region, opened his mouth in surprise and stared blankly at the scenery in the sky. . "It would be great if my Nether Holy Land could have this grand event every year."

"Is there such a grand occasion? Is life absorbed by these snowflakes every day?" Just at this time, a King Realm Flying Eagle flew over the formation, and after a while, it was stained with four or five snowflakes, and then quickly lost its vitality and fell into the In the big formation, it landed right in front of Tianyin Shengzun. "The King Realm Flying Eagle mount in the Beast Taming Hall, tsk, this is going to be a big trouble."

"Not necessarily. It seems that the condition for opening the entrance of this secret realm is to absorb the energy and spirit of all creatures. It should stop when the secret realm is opened." Shangguan Xiaoyao did not look at the sky, but looked at the distant In the ancient dense forest, his expression did not seem to be calm in a safe environment. "The ancient dense forest is already withered and yellow, and everything in the ancient dense forest will wither away soon."

All the venerables also followed Shangguan Xiaoyao's gaze and saw the ancient dense forest in the distance, under the snow cover, it was withering crazily at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye.

"This is an innumerable tree that has grown for thousands of years, but now it has been completely absorbed by the secret method of this strange secret realm. It's a pity that those tree spirits who have already psychic..." Holy Venerable Tianyin said with great emotion. Unfortunately, the corners of his eyes were also slightly red. "I still remember how Zhiyao played with the guardian wood spirit in the dense forest when she was young."

Shangguan Xiaoyao, who withdrew his gaze, was about to return to the jade table when a gust of wind blew by him, only to find that the Nether Lord had disappeared under the spirit tree.

"What happened!" Tian Chan and Supreme Chan Master also left the top of Gushan Mountain and flew straight to the border of Tianyin Holy Land following the Nether Lord.

The continuous gust of wind meant that all the saints around him followed the Nether Lord to the boundary, and only Shangguan Xiaoyao, who could see clearly from a distance, was left: "This Wuya Wusheng, who has suffered a thousand knives, don't even think about it." Take my body!"

The figure of Shangguan Xiaoyao also disappeared on the top of the mountain, and there was only the rustling of leaves under the empty spiritual tree.

……

A group of saints stood silently on the border of the protective formation, as if they were sculptures, and there was a solemn look on their faces that had never been seen before.

Across that layer of transparent curtain wall, there is a purgatory on earth that even the Holy One cannot accept——

It is a picture of evil ghosts composed of Zen disciples and Zen masters, disciples of Nether Holy Land, a few dream dragons and external guards from True Dragon Holy Land and Tianyin Holy Land.

If they can still be called evil spirits.

All the disciples were entrenched on the edge of the defensive border with a tragic image, the flesh and blood on their bodies were still steaming, and they clapped their hands on the defensive wall.

"Only in this situation, will everyone put down their weapons." Tianyin Shengzun squatted in front of the defensive wall, with one hand pressed together with a dry hand bone like dry wood. "You people in the Nether Holy Land always respect the strong and take the words of the second generation of the stronger as your code of conduct. You have never thought about how to protect yourself if the strong can't protect themselves."

"Only by uniting the powerhouses of the whole world and the entire continent, can we regain a new way out in this age of doom! Yin Fuhuang, you are too naive. If I don't start this battle, you think the real dragon Wouldn’t these non-human creatures in the Holy Land come to beat you!” The Nether Lord put his foot on the guard wall, and the strong shock made the corpses outside the wall tremble, and some of the dry bones fell directly to the ground. It became a powder all over the place. "What about you, why did you Tianchan Holy Land form an alliance with us! I conquered the world to bring peace to the world, why do you believe in God and follow me!"

Lord Nether turned around quickly and pointed down towards the two brothers Tianchan and Supreme Zen Master, his fingertips trembling slightly under the fury.

"All of this is an arrangement of fate. It is the Zen spirit of the upper world that guides us here. All actions are watched in the eyes of the gods." The two were not angered by the nameless anger of the Nether Lord, and Qiqi Bowing deeply to the Nether Lord, he explained in his mouth. "Wait until that day, everything will be dawn."

"A group of old gods of Cao Nima! In the past, it was just a little bit of white lotus." The Nether Lord has completely lost the sense of majesty that the ruler of a holy place should have by a group of old friends, and just yelled like a street boy.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by 'our group of non-human creatures will not come to fight Tianyin Holy Land'? Our True Dragon Holy Island has never interfered with the forces of the world. When did we start wars for no reason? Things that endanger the common people!" The slightly angry True Dragon Sacred Venerable pulled the Nether Sacred Venerable, and the scorching dragon air sprayed directly on his face. "Holy Dragon does not allow blasphemy, explain to me clearly."

"You still haven't tried to stop the journey, and now that the crisis is close at hand, you still just talk about it here." Shangguan Xiaoyao got out of the grass and asked the saints in front of him. "I don't know what kind of friendship and hatred you had before, or how many disciples were killed or injured outside the defense wall. Don't forget, the snow hasn't stopped. People who have seen it in the so-called secret realm in the dossier They are all dead, if this Wuya Martial Saint directly throws his avatar out of the secret realm this time, what countermeasures do you have now?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao's abrupt and poisonous words made the angry Lord Youming a little annoyed, and when he was about to go forward to fight Shangguan Xiaoyao again, he was blocked by two Zen sticks.

"The appearance of Mr. Xiaoyao is also a choice of fate. Please Mr. Xiaoyao explain what he should explain." After the two Zen sticks stopped the Nether Lord, the bald heads of the two Tianchans teleported to appear beside Shangguan Xiaoyao.

With a light movement of both hands, the Zen stick was held in the hands of the two of them again.

"Which side are you two on?" The Nether Lord was even more annoyed, and reprimanded the three of them.

(End of this chapter)