sun devour

Chapter 73

"Old man, what is the power of Huanxi faction?" Seeing the old man's flustered expression, Yu Xiaojie frowned slightly.

"It's so strong that you can't imagine it! On Xuanyuan Star, the strong are respected. A sect can have a territory of tens of thousands of miles. How powerful do you think it is!"

"And some time ago, it was rumored that the Seventh Prince of Yunan Kingdom also worshiped under Huanxi's sect, and even the kingdom wanted to show favor to him. How domineering is he!"

"Why is the kingdom afraid of him?" Yu Xiaojie asked.

"Because there have always been rumors that the founder of the Huanxi faction is a powerful semi sect expert! It is rumored that he has a mysterious origin. Some say he is from the central region, and some say he is from outside the region. There is no way to verify this..."

"But no matter where he came from, the various secrets of spiritual power left by him are true, and there are so many, it is really eye-catching, but! This sect was passed down by a half sect. How much heritage does it have? No one knows, and no one in Yunan Country dares to provoke this colossal creature." The old man said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa, what is Banzong?" Yu Xiaofeng on the side tilted his head and interjected.

"It is rumored that there is another level above the emperor level, and that is the Zong level! I only know a little bit about these things. I really don't know what kind of existence it is." The old man said in a daze. with.

"There is another level above the imperial level!" Yu Xiaojie was shocked in his heart, but his expression did not change.

"And the Banzong is a strong man between the emperor's level and the Zong's level! Although he failed to break through to the Zong's level, but! Below the Zong's level, he is invincible!"

The old man's words "invincible under the clan level" shocked the young people too much. They had all seen the peerless appearance of the black-armored man in the starry sky outside the territory, and the old man's world of light nets. It's just a super emperor, how strong the half sect has become, wouldn't it mean turning over a world and turning over a star.

"Don't think about it, run away quickly... Not to mention the emperor level, the king-level powerhouses under Huanxi's sect are counted in hundreds, you can't stop it at all." "Hiss... the supreme power is counted in hundreds!" The young man took a few breaths, his expression was shocked, his eyes were wide open, and the pupils were full of fear.

Yu Xiaojie was not at peace in his heart either, this was just a king rank, if he hadn't been careless, the mountain would have shocked him to death, what kind of concept would those hundreds of people be?Thinking of this, my heart is also trembling.

"Thank you for reminding me, old man..." Yu Xiaojie bowed respectfully to the old man, then took Yi Ziyan's hand, and led the boys on a journey of escape.

Inside a royal palace...

"Bang!" There was a sound of broken glass, followed by a flurry of footsteps.

"This is... this is the Seventh Prince's spiritual consciousness card, how could it suddenly shatter? Could it be..." Several middle-aged guards were shocked when they saw the shattered spiritual consciousness card.

"Why are you still in a daze! Hurry up and report to the elders!" The leading guard shouted at a guard beside him, with a grim expression on his face.

Soon, under the leadership of the guard, a white-haired old man entered the hall...

The old man stared at the shattered Divine Consciousness card and remained silent for a long time, while several guards looked pale and shivered beside him.

"When did this happen?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, like the sound of a knife being sharpened, which was a bit unpleasant.

"Return to the elder, I have been guarding outside the door, and I will send someone to call you over when I heard the sound of the explosion." The head of the guard lowered his head and replied in fear, for fear that something wrong would happen to the old man. The poisonous hands.

"Hmph!" The old man turned around with a flick of his sleeves, his body disappeared suddenly, and several guards collapsed to the ground, dripping with cold sweat.

On a magnificent hall of gold and jade, a middle-aged man wearing a royal robe sat on a dragon chair with a solemn expression, looking down on the entire hall, so mighty.

Suddenly, an old man appeared under the hall, it was the elder.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report." The voice was still the same, but respectful.

"Elder, just say it." The middle-aged man raised his hand to signal.

"Just now I got bad news that the Seventh Prince's Divine Sense card was broken..."

"What! Qi'er's divine consciousness card is broken?" The middle-aged man stood up suddenly in shock, exuding a fierce aura from his whole body, and everyone in the hall knelt down one after another.

"It's absolutely true." The old man was the only one who didn't kneel down. He stood at the front, but he was not affected by the aura of the middle-aged man at all.

"Qi'er..." The middle-aged man sat down slumped, his expression seemed a little silent, and he murmured indifferently.

"Didn't Qi'er worship under the Huanxi faction? Why did he die suddenly? And with the spiritual power tattoo armor bestowed on him by the king, non-imperial powerhouses can't hurt him at all! Who is it! Who killed the king? Qi'er!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man burst into a rage and roared, and the roar spread throughout the palace, and everyone who heard it fell to their knees.

"Spiritual Power Armor!" The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and a trace of complexity flashed in his lowered eyes.

The armor with spiritual power pattern is not just armor. There are traces of spiritual power printed on the armor, and its defense ability is hundreds of times that of armor!
In half a day, the news that the Seventh Prince was murdered by an unknown emperor-level power spread throughout the southern kingdom. The king was furious, and the kingdom was shaken.

A majestic big mountain stands in the sky, majestic and majestic, like a pillar of the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist from the middle of the mountain, this big mountain is the seat of the Huanxi sect.

Among the mountains, there are dozens of palaces, but the most surprising thing is that the peak seems to have been flattened by someone, and a large hall was replaced in its place, with the inscription "House of Joy" in front of the hall.

"Sect Master! Something is wrong..." An old man ran into the hall with a flustered expression.

"Why are you so flustered?" The old man in the first place closed the book in his hand, raised his head slightly, and asked aloud.

"Subordinates have received definite news that the Seventh Prince was killed!" The old man said with a trembling voice while bowing his body and lowering his head.

"Which seventh prince?"

"It's the prince who worshiped under me a few years ago..."

No wonder the old man was so flustered, the Seventh Prince worshiped him, he knew everything, knew that the Seventh Prince was here to learn the secret skills secretly, he didn't pass any secrets to him, and secretly taught his disciples to exclude him, so that he could He retreated despite the difficulties, but he never knew that the Seventh Prince got along well with some peripheral disciples.

This time such a big event happened, the death of the seventh prince, even if the Kingdom didn't directly blame the Huanxi faction, no one dared to say anything to him, after all, it was right and proper.

"Dead? How did he die?" The old man's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't care, as if a cat and a dog had died.

"I don't know... but it is rumored that the seventh prince has been wearing a spiritual tattoo armor, and he should have been killed by an emperor-level powerhouse!" The old man kept explaining, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh... kill it, kill it, what does it have to do with my Huanxi faction, don't worry about him." The old man waved his hand and said casually.

"But the sect master...the seventh prince worships my sect after all, and I suspect that someone wants to stir up conflicts between the Kingdom and my Huanxi faction!" The old man looked cautious, as if I was a think tank, but he No one knows what is going on in his heart.

"Really?" The old man looked up at him, and the latter quickly lowered his head in panic.

(End of this chapter)