Martial God Tianzun

Chapter 672

Lin Xuan was captured by Emperor Ji's avatar and thrown into the dungeon, while Han Yuan and Shui retrograde and disappeared into the void.Half a day later, Han Yuan came back from the void with a livid face, and the hem of his robe seemed to be scorched black.

There was already a gloomy cloud in the Holy Gate, Xiao Shuqing and Jian Shisan returned to Beidi Peak one after another, in the battle of Fancheng, half of the Eighth Army was destroyed, and a storm swept Qi Yunzong.

Han Yuan stood helplessly on the top of Beidi Peak covered in snow and ice for thousands of years, with the cold wind blowing against his face, Han Yuan looked in the direction of the Holy Gate and remained silent for a long time.

"Uncle, is Brother Lin Xuan really irreparable?" Murong Xiao is already slim and tall, with a body of nine yins, and practicing the "Nine Yins Manual" has made Murong Xiao's realm skyrocket by leaps and bounds.

"Xiao'er, go to the Holy Gate and let Xiao Shuqing and Jian Shisan return. From now on, the Northern Emperor will seal the mountain!" Han Yuan's deep words made Murong Xiao stunned.

The closure of Beidi Peak means that Beidi Peak has withdrawn from Qi Yunzong's situation.On the day when the mountain was closed, Qi Yunzong only had seven peaks, and this was definitely too shocking.

"Go, go to the Holy Gate, and meet your father." Han Yuan's deep words pierced through the void and could not be retracted for a long time.

A trace of determination suddenly appeared on Murong Xiao's face, he bowed in front of his uncle Han Yuan, and said coldly: "Uncle, brother Lin Xuan will be fine, if something happens, when I become a god, I will kill the royal family."

A cold murderous aura was suddenly released from Murong Xiao's body, which made Han Yuan couldn't help turning his head back, looking at Murong Xiao dully.

"No, Lin Xuan won't die so easily." Han Yuan sighed, watching Murong Xiao leave Beidi Peak and disappear into the night sky.

"Cough, cough, brother Shui Reverse Xing, has he become a god?" Sanbao walked out of the void as old as before. At this time, Sanbao was even older, with three grooves appearing between his eyebrows, which was quite scary.

"Destroy your three unique skills, after all, I might as well laugh at senior brother, alas." Han Yuan smiled wryly. On this day, Han Yuan lost his most beloved disciple, and also lost his domineering and unparalleled heart.

"Fatty, what are you farting, Lin Xuan won't die, neither will Beidi Peak. Even if the water retrograde really becomes a god of war, so what, forcing our Beidi Peak to be closed for a hundred years, my three treasures don't believe in this evil."

With Sanbao's cold words, a wave of fighting spirit once again soared into the sky.The ice veins in the distance exploded, causing Han Yuan to slowly raise his head.

"When Lin Xuan enters the Heavenly Prison, everything depends on Emperor Ji. As our disciple, we kill Xuan Tianji and offend Taifu Xuan's family. In the imperial city, it depends on whether the Seventh Princess can be thorough. But I still say that , Lin Xuan can't die, if someone really ruins this disciple, after a hundred years, I will slaughter the enemy with my own hands."

Han Yuan's heart was full of murderous intent, knowing that Han Yuan's Wan Jian Guizong was originally a lore-killing sword spirit, and Han Yuan's violent temper could even use a sword in the face of Emperor Ji.This time, if it wasn't for the hindrance of the retrograde water, Emperor Ji's avatar would not have captured Lin Xuan so easily in the dungeon.

"Okay, this is the fat man I know. We are not afraid of anything. It's no big deal. Beidi Peak will not perish!" Just as Sanbao finished speaking, he suddenly pointed to the void.

At the same time, Han Yuan's robe swung violently, and a surge of sword energy was about to burst out.Thousands of snowflakes soared into the sky, forming a ray of light, and blasted forward.

"Han Yuan, do you dare to fight with me?" An indifferent voice came from the void, and Qing Yi, the master of Shenxiao Peak, came at a leisurely pace. The cold and beautiful face of Qing Yi made Sanbao slap his head.

"Senior Sister Qingyi, it was this fat man who made the move, so what, are you alright?" Sanbao immediately sold the Korean won, causing the Korean won to be furious, completely forgetting that his disciple Lin Xuan was still in the prison.

"You guys really want to close the mountain for a hundred years?" The real person Qingyi's eyes flickered, looking at Han Yuan, and at this time, Han Yuan also averted his eyes when he heard what the real person Qingyi said.

"The order of the suzerain, the retrograde water is the suzerain after all!" Han Yuan said in a low voice, before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the real Qingyi raised his hand fiercely, and a sword slashed fiercely on Han Yuan's robe, and a sword mark appeared , the strips of cloth fell and drifted with the wind.

"Han Yuan, aren't you proud of the sword? Don't you have a sword in your heart, and the sword overwhelms the world? Now you know that you have bowed to the suzerain? Now you know that you are wrong?"

Master Qingyi's eyes gradually turned cold, wisps of sword energy condensed in his hands, this kind of sword energy was too similar to Han Yuan.

"Wrong? Who said I was wrong? What's wrong with me, what's wrong with my disciple." An even more arrogant sword energy erupted from Han Yuan's body, and the massive amount of sword energy made Sanbao stunned. The Korean won's eyes gradually became dignified.

"Yes, you are right, and your disciple is also right, so what about him, that Xiao Tiantian, is he wrong?" Qingyi Daoist stepped forward fiercely, the sword energy condensed, and the hem of Han Yuan's robe was completely shattered .

"Senior Sister Qingyi, this, this has nothing to do with that person." Han Yuan's condensed breath dissipated abruptly, and he looked at Master Qingyi in embarrassment.

"Is it okay? Don't you know what Qi Yunzong is hiding? Is Qi Yunzong still the top sect? Does the younger generation of Qiyunzong still have peerless talents? Maybe Xuan Tianji is, but he is dead. Maybe So is Lin Xuan, unfortunately he was arrested too. Could it be that we are the only ones who own everything about Qi Yunzong?"

"The mountain has been closed for a hundred years, what do you want to do at Beidi Peak? You laughed at the sky and almost destroyed half of Qi Yunzong. Now that Lin Xuan is out of your Beidi Peak, and the mountain has been closed for a hundred years, are you going to destroy the entire Qi Yunzong?"

"Han Yuan, Three Treasures, I misunderstood you." After finishing these words, Daoist Qingyi turned his head abruptly and walked towards Shenxiao Peak.At this time, Sanbao was stunned, and Han Yuan's face was ashen.

"We are not the ones who ruined Qi Yunzong. Sooner or later, Senior Sister, you will understand." Han Yuan took a deep breath and said in a low voice while looking at the back of Daoist Qingyi.

"Qi Yunzong has been destroyed, Han Yuan, your sword is still so weak!" Daoist Qingyi didn't look back and disappeared into the sky.

"My sword is still so weak?" Han Yuan couldn't help holding his hands, and the dull breath permeated the top of Beidi Peak.

"Fatty, are we wrong?" Sanbao couldn't help sighing, and at this moment, a row of Taoist soldiers suddenly appeared in front of Beidi Peak.

"What's going on?" Sanbao was taken aback, and Han Yuan's pupils also shrank. At this moment, Murong Xiao led Xiao Shuqing and Jian Shisan back to Beidi Peak.

"Uncle, are they going to join our Northern Emperor?" Murong Xiao's words made Han Yuan stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, he saw more than 100 soldiers from the Invincible Battalion kneeling half-kneeling in the void.

"Invincible Battalion, Wu Ganglie pays homage to Peak Lord Han Yuan!" Wu Ganglie kneeled in the air, and the Taoist soldiers behind him suddenly knelt down. In the entire Beidi Peak, countless innate fighting spirits erupted, and even among the more than 100 people, martial saints There are also more than ten people.

"What's going on?" Han Yuan couldn't believe it. There were only a few people in Beidi Peak, how could there be so many people wanting to worship in Beidi Peak suddenly.

"Boss Lin Xuan, use the massive military merits to allow us, the holy sect soldiers, to have the right to choose freely. Peak Master, we sincerely follow the wishes of the boss Lin Xuan. From today onwards, we are Beidi fighters, and Beidi is our home. We When guarding our home, even if the peak owner seals the mountain for a hundred years, we will advance and retreat together."

"Lin Xuan, asked you to come?" Sanbao was also stunned, Lin Xuan was taken into the sky prison, and he was still thinking about Beidi Peak.Among Qi Yun's inner sects, Beidifeng has only one disciple with the weakest strength, and the entry of iron-blooded soldiers like the Invincible Camp into Beidifeng is simply a great gift to Beidifeng.

"Invincible Battalion, Wu Ganglie?" Han Yuan's eyes darkened, looking at these Taoist soldiers, he said word by word: "Join my Northern Emperor, do you know the rules of the Northern Emperor."

"Yes, the boss has already told us everything. Peak Lord, we are waiting for the boss here. The boss will not die." Wu Ganglie half-kneeled in the void, his body bursting with awe-inspiring fighting spirit. roared loudly.

"I won't die, boss, I will definitely not die!"

"Okay, from today onwards, you are Beidi's people. Lin Xuan, Master is waiting for you here, you will be fine." Han Yuan's cold heart finally became excited again. At this moment, Beidi Peak A terrifying fighting spirit was brewing in it, causing the surrounding ice peaks to reflect a special light.

"Lin Xuan, you will be fine!" Murong Xiao said softly, Xiao Shuqing and Jian Shisan were by Han Yuan's side.But at this moment, in the palace of the suzerain, there was a dead silence in the palace.

Shui Jingtian stood in the shadow with flickering eyes, watching his father Shui retrograde sitting on the throne coldly, while the elders of the main hall below, as well as the elders of the Holy Gate Yu Huatian and Fang Zhongxiang, all had gloomy faces and were speechless head down.

"Sovereign, Lin Xuan was arrested, and Xuan Tianji fell to Fancheng. The strength of the Holy Sect has dropped too much now." Finally, Yuhuatian couldn't bear it anymore. The Sacred Sect needs to be quiet, and the suzerain Shui retrograde and Han Yuan's matter, In particular, the North Emperor Peak was closed, which made the people in the main hall feel that Qi Yunzong was about to change.

"Let Dongfang Yu, Xu Zheng, and Shui Jingtian stay in the Suzerain Hall." Shui Reversing waved his hand, and a decree passed through, and at this time Shui Reversing's golden eyes finally opened.

"Sovereign, what do you mean?" The elders were taken aback for a moment, and Shui retrograde looked at Fang Zhong's direction, suddenly thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "Qi Yunzong's ten thousand years of accumulation, the Dragon Gate Secret Realm is about to open, let these three people, Together with Li Taibai and Fang Ziling, they entered the secret realm of Longmen to practice together."

"What? Suzerain, this is the elder's source of blessing, let it be given to these five people this time?" These elders all stood up, but at this time Shui retrograde said in a deep voice.

"My lord, I only give these five people one year. How much the Longmen Secret Realm can promote them is up to them. This time in the battle of Fancheng, the Holy Gate suffered heavy losses. , Eight Peaks, no, the Seven Peaks Rebellion, let them start, I am waiting here."

"Sect Master!" Yu Huatian looked at Shui Retrograde in a deep voice, and at this time, the corner of Shui Retrograde's mouth was extremely charming, and the evil smile appeared again, but many elders did not see the other side of Shui Retrograde's face.

Shui Jingtian, who was in the shadow, was shocked suddenly, unable to believe what he saw just now.

And in Gyeonggi Prefecture, the most center of Shenzhou, in the deep prison like hell, Lin Xuan was suppressed and entered the prison of style.

(End of this chapter)