WebNovel Chapter 144 Dashang Yuan Tuzong, Shanhe Envoy Rama, Shanhe Great Formation!
Chapter 144 Dashang Yuan Tuzong, Shanhe Envoy Rama, Shanhe Great Formation!
He stared straight at Zhu Fangsheng's bloody eyes with piercing eyes, and said with a calm smile, "If you can get what the Great Zhou Emperor left behind, it will be worth thousands of dollars!"
"No matter how bad it is, wouldn't it be nice to watch a big show that you wish the Sovereign to perform?"
Zhu Fangsheng's complexion changed slightly, and his blood-colored eyes turned cold instantly.
"So, you, Lin Lingfeng, insist on taking away the things from my Blood Sacred Sect?"
"Ha ha!"
"I wish the suzerain is serious."
A cold light flashed in Lin Lingfeng's eyes, but there was still a fake smile on his face.
"The treasure in this world has always been home to the virtuous!"
"The things left by the immortal guest have not yet fallen into the hands of Sect Master Zhu, so how can they be said to be the things of the Blood Sacred Sect?"
Zhu Fangsheng smiled coldly, and said, "Hmph! Headmaster Lin, you don't have to pretend to be confused."
"You and I both know that the thing left by the Great Zhou Heavenly Emperor is in the hands of the Liu Xianke."
"If my Ge'er hadn't already found the inheritance of the Liu Xianke, how could he be murdered for nothing?"
Speaking of this, Zhu Fangsheng's tone became colder again.
"This naturally shows that the things left by the Great Zhou Tiandi had already fallen into the hands of my Blood Sacred Sect, but they were snatched away and my beloved disciple was killed!"
"I wish Fang Sheng, as the Sect Master of the Blood God, will naturally behead that man and take back what belongs to my Blood Sacred Sect!"
Lin Lingfeng smiled indifferently, and snorted coldly: "Hmph! I wish the suzerain doesn't have to show his tongue in front of me. It's about the Emperor of the Great Zhou. Neither you nor I can let go easily!"
"Since that's the case, you might as well join hands and go to the Vientiane City to have a look. When the time comes, who will get the treasure, you and I will decide according to our own abilities!"
Zhu Fangsheng's eyes flashed, his expression softened for a few minutes, and he seemed to ask casually: "Oh? If that's the case, how much does Master Lin know about the inheritance of the immortal guest?"
"The inheritance of a mere Dharma Prime Minister should not be worthy of Master Lin's condescension. Come here in person?"
The corners of Lin Lingfeng's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a half-smile: "Sect Master Zhu, why bother to pretend to be confused? It is rumored that Liu Xianke has a holy weapon sword in his hand. I would like to ask for advice. I don't know how much Sect Master Zhu knows about the origin of that knife. ?”
Zhu Fangsheng glanced at the black-robed old man indifferently, and said sarcastically: "No wonder people in the world say that the True Demon Cult is hypocritical. If you have Master Lin to teach you by precept and example, those disciples and grandchildren will naturally follow suit."
"Heh! Since Headmaster Lin already knew that what Liu Xianke held was a holy weapon, I didn't believe it. You don't know the origin of that saber at all."
The old man in black robe didn't think he was disobedient, but he stroked his gray beard with one hand and laughed out loud.
"Hehe, according to the news of my True Demon Sect, that magic knife is very likely to be the rumored top-rank holy soldier [Yuantu Burial Knife]!"
"This knife is the treasure of the [Yuan Tu Zong], which ranked among the top three of the top ten demon sects during the Great Shang Dynasty!"
"I don't know if Suzerain Zhu has a good opinion on this?"
The middle-aged man in the blood robe and eyebrows was waiting for a response, as if he had sensed something, his face suddenly turned cold.
At the same time, Lin Lingfeng, the head teacher of the True Devil Sect in the black robe, also twitched his lips and looked in the same direction.
"Ha ha."
"The Great Zhou Dynasty should not be underestimated. We have just arrived and we were discovered."
Having said that, there was no tension or fear on the face of the old man in black robe, on the contrary, there were more elements of playfulness and joking.
"Humph."
Zhu Fangsheng said coldly: "A small Yuanshen Realm dares to spy on this deity, what a court of death!"
"Since the news that the deity came to Dazhou is no longer a secret, it's okay, then say hello to Jian Tiansi!"
Before the words fell, the situation on the top of the mountain suddenly changed, and boundless blood surged up.
The middle-aged man in the blood robe, blood eyes and blood eyebrows slightly raised his hand, and a bloody palm shadow covering the sky and the sun was printed towards Baoguang City in the distance!
Lin Lingfeng, the head teacher of the True Devil Sect, was smiling and quietly watching the scene in front of him, his eyes twinkled slightly, and his expression became more and more playful.
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Baoguang City, Shanhe Building.
Jiantiansi dispatched Baoguang City, and the mountain and river envoy Rama who was in charge of guarding this place suddenly opened his eyes, with a serious expression on his face.
Just now, when he was sitting in the Shanhe Tower, he felt a little restless, so he used the secret method of viewing mountains and rivers in the hands of the Superintendent of Heaven to make calculations upstairs.
Not long after, I saw a boundless sea of blood.
Through that sea of blood, he even glimpsed the face of a middle-aged man in a blood robe!
Blood robes, blood pupils and blood eyebrows, fair complexion, handsome face, sinister and evil demeanor.
With such an appearance and temperament, it is difficult to find a second place in the entire Kyushu continent!
"Blood God Headmaster!"
Rama jumped up from the futon, his complexion changed drastically.
At this moment, above Baoguang City, a strong blood energy instantly condensed.
The huge blood-colored palm shadow, under the transmission of sunlight, dyed the entire Baoguang City below in blood.
The big bloody hand slowly pressed down, it was about the same size as Baoguang City!
If you let that palm down, millions of people in Baoguang City will be slaughtered with one move, turning into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a hell on earth!
At this time, Rama stood on the Shanhe Tower, looked at the bloody palm that was slowly pressing down, and looked at the people of Great Zhou who were looking up at the sky with terrified expressions below the Shanhe Tower, and had already made a choice in his heart.
At the same time, outside Baoguang City, on top of an unnamed mountain.
Lin Lingfeng, the head teacher of the True Demon Sect, chuckled lightly: "Sect Master Zhu, if you really slaughter this Baoguang City, maybe you will really alarm those old monsters who suppressed the Great Zhou's national fortune. Let's go."
Zhu Fangsheng with blood eyes and eyebrows just smiled lightly.
"Hehe, Sect Master Lin is worrying too much."
"Jiantiansi has Shanhe envoys guarding all the main cities, in order to guard against us demons and help suppress the Great Zhou Guoyun."
"Since this is the case, they died for the fate of the country, and they deserved to die."
Hearing this, the old man in black robe immediately understood.
He applauded very applaudingly, and said with a smile: "Haha, so that's the case, I understand, I wish the suzerain is really good at calculating!"
"It's just that since then, apart from the Director of Heaven's Prison, I'm afraid the old Taoist Feng, who supervises Tiansi, will also be eyeing you."
Zhu Fangsheng stood proudly on the top of the mountain, with an indifferent smile on his lips.
"Ha ha."
"My apprentice can't die in vain after all. The mission of this Shanhe envoy is just an appetizer, and it should be regarded as a tribute to Geer."
"After arriving in Vientiane City, the deity will let more people be buried with him!"
Lin Lingfeng smiled, and said in a neutral way: "So, he is a good master?"
I don't know if they are really praising Zhu Fangsheng, or are they mocking him to go to Wanxiang City to take revenge under the guise of his disciple's death, but in fact it is the idea of the holy soldier Yuan Tu to bury his sword.
Zhu Fangshengquan ignored him, and set his sights on Baoguang City not far away, which was already covered by the bloody big handprint.
Two rays of light, dark yellow and water blue, suddenly rose from under the ground.
Two strange rays of light came together from bottom to top in the void, turning into an incomparably huge light array, enveloping the huge Baoguang City in it.
"Mountain and River Formation!"
"It's the Great Array of Mountains and Rivers!"
In Baoguang City, countless terrified common people and warriors immediately cheered when they saw the appearance of the light curtain above the sky.
In their view, as long as this great array of mountains and rivers exists, they are already safe and sound.
But, no one noticed.
At this time, on the top of the mountain and river tower, there was a middle-aged man in a robe standing on the roof, holding the sky with his hands, and endless real essence flowed out of his body like a tide, pouring into the big formation.
And the seven orifices of the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe are already full of blood.