Overshadowing the Sky: Empress Proud of the World

Chapter 189
"What does Fairy Qingzhu mean?" Tian Jiang narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtful.

Xiaoyao Qingzhu's eyes flickered, without saying a word, a pair of elegant eyes swept across the audience, as if observing the reactions of the monks.

But at this moment, Ye Nan keenly noticed that when Xiaoyao Qingzhu mentioned the nameless bloody chaos, Changshengtian showed a subtle expression for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

If she hadn't been paying close attention to the attitudes of the monks present towards the prototype of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, it would have been difficult to capture this fleeting detail on Chang Shengtian's face.

"Regarding this strange bloody chaos, Tianxuan, Zifu, Daoyi and other holy places have been secretly investigating, and my Vientiane Holy Land has also participated in it. In fact, just a few days ago, several holy places made a major discovery."

Suddenly, a man dressed in black spoke. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, his temperament was as frosty as snow, like a sharp blade in a sheath, with a restrained edge.

"I would like to hear the details." Xiaoyao Qingzhu looked sideways, and the other monks also looked at this man after hearing the words.

"We once found a survivor in the ruins of a faction called 'Lingfeng Gate'."

Although the man looked very stern, he still told the monks what he had discovered in several holy places within a few days.

Lingfeng Sect is a small force in the Eastern Desolation and Southern Territory. The number of disciples is only about [-]% of that of the former Xuanzang Peak. There is a Supreme Elder from the Immortal Realm sitting in the gate, but they have a broken holy weapon in their hands. Where did it come from.

Two years ago, this faction had the same fate as most of the forces in the Eastern Wasteland. The church disappeared overnight, no one was alive, no corpse was seen after death, leaving only a ruined wall, and even the holy soldier was nowhere to be found.

Top forces such as Tianxuan Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land, Daoyi Holy Land, and Vientiane Holy Land have been secretly recruiting dead soldiers to investigate this series of weird phenomena.

But for many years, nothing has been gained, and even many dead people have mysteriously disappeared and disappeared, which adds a bit of horror to this nameless bloody chaos.

And just a few days ago, several holy places once again sent teams composed of dead soldiers. This time, one of the teams found a dilapidated small world at the mountain gate where Lingfengmen was located, and found a small world in it. A dying monk.

The next few great holy places sent elders to personally go to the ruins where the Lingfeng Gate was located. After a little deduction, the elders knew that this small world was created by a sage from the ancient times. A holy soldier with a broken pole.

Tens of thousands of years later, the Supreme Elder of Lingfengmen came here, unintentionally opened up this small world, obtained this sacred weapon, and later he established Lingfengmen based on it.

When the strange thing happened, a disciple happened to step on the space crack and fell into this small world, so he survived and was later discovered by several holy places.

But when he was rescued, his whole body was like a walking corpse, his vitality was almost completely cut off, and he was still hanging there with only one breath left. Several holy places did not hesitate to use a elixir to revive him, but found that this person was unconscious , seems to have been greatly stimulated by something, unable to speak, unable to communicate with others, and the whole person is crazy.

"Afterwards, several elders from the Holy Land probed the cultivator's primordial spirit, but were surprised to find that his primordial spirit was already in tatters, as if bitten by insects and ants, full of holes, and completely turned into a useless person. "

When the man said this, the entire small world of "Qushui Liushang" was extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.All the monks were engrossed and completely immersed in the weird incident he told, and the atmosphere became a little dignified.

When Ye Nan heard the words, the weird scenes of the Xuanzang Peak in the past emerged one by one in her eyes like water, the fused primordial spirit, the bloody killer, the disciples and elders who looked like walking corpses.
Everything points to a terrifying and cruel existence—the Killer God Dynasty.

At that time, she, Yu Lin, and the Heavenly General of the Yuhua Shenchao had already realized that the Killer Shenchao seemed to be planning to use this kind of exercise to replace all the disciples of Xuanjian Peak, so as to achieve an ulterior motive. Purpose.

But I never thought that it was not until many years later, just a few days ago, that several great holy places discovered this terrifying and weird primordial spirit technique for the first time, and it seems that they have not connected it with the killer god dynasty.

"What the Son of Vientiane said reminded me of something that happened in Donghuang ten years ago."

At this moment, the Heavenly General thought for a moment, pondered for a moment, and suddenly spoke.

"I don't know what General Gu Cheng said. Could it be that what happened at Xuanzang Peak ten years ago? All the holy places agree that this incident kicked off the whole bloody chaos."

The man in black is the holy son of the Vientiane Holy Land in this world. He looked at the general and asked like this.

Ye Nan's eyes were like water, hearing this familiar place again after ten years, she couldn't help feeling waves in her heart.

"That's right, Xuanzang Peak was one of the forces supported by my Yu Hua Shenchao, but it was destroyed ten years ago due to inexplicable reasons. The elders and disciples are all incomplete, which is completely consistent with what the Holy Son said, but..."

Speaking of this, Tian Jiang's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and a lingering fighting spirit was released from his body, the entire Tianhe trembled slightly, and everyone felt awe-inspiring.

"According to what Fairy Yu Lin said, this matter may have something to do with that killer god dynasty."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Shengzi Wanxiang, Prince Li Yu, Hu Xin, and Yaozu Junyan all widened, and the rest of the monks were also shocked and gasped.

The word "Killer Shenchao" seems to have an invisible magic power. Just saying it, it is like a snake and scorpion. It makes people tremble, lest they avoid it.

But Ye Nan noticed that the pupils of Xiaoyao Qingzhu and Changshengtian only moved slightly, and they were not as surprised as the other monks.

"According to what my brother said, the woman who hurt my brother seems to have the secret of the word 'Xing' of the Xiaoyao family."

At this time, Chang Shengtian spoke, put his hand to his mouth, touched his chin, seemed to think of something, and looked at Xiaoyao Qingzhu.

Ye Nan's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, and for some reason the topic suddenly came back.

"The secret of the word 'Xing'. Looking at the world, apart from Xiaoyao's home, there is only one power walking in the dark who has mastered this perfect imperial art."

The next second, Xiaoyao Qingzhu's bright eyes were kind, she spoke softly, and looked at the monks.

"Could it be the power that Fairy Qingzhu mentioned?" Prince Li Yu's face was moved.

"Heavenly Court, the leader of the three great killer gods!" The Heavenly General said in a deep voice, his eyes were extremely sharp, like two sharp swords, cutting through the void.

"I have heard that the scepter of the Supreme Assassin in the Heavenly Court also appeared in the world of the Zhongzhou Immortal Mansion, could it be that?"

Son of Vientiane's complexion was stern, as if frost could be condensed, his black hair was loose, and he looked only in his twenties, but he exuded a calm and mature aura.

"The mysterious girl who injured Master Changshengdao, and this bloody chaos, are they related to that court?!"

Hu Xin's face paled, like a frightened little girl, even her snow-white tail hastily put in a few.

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