Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 340 Strong Enemy
Martial arts training is difficult every step of the way. The higher the realm, the more difficult it is to advance. Especially starting from the Martial Realm, it is extremely difficult to advance to each level, let alone break the realm.

Ouyang Xueqing has stayed at the peak of the tenth level of the Martial Extreme Realm for hundreds of years. In the thousands of years of Yunlan Kingdom's history, there are countless martial artists like her who stopped in front of the Disha Realm and were unable to form Wang Dan until their death. Its difficulty is evident.

As for being promoted to Martial Emperor, it is hundreds of times more difficult than forming alchemy. At that time, the sky thunder to be resisted is not as simple as three or five, but 81 ninety-nine heavenly thunder tribulations.

Each of these thunderbolts has the terrifying power to move mountains and fill the sea. If the king of martial arts who has broken the mirror cannot cultivate an indestructible soul body, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is to protect the body, it will be difficult to resist the bombardment of the thunderbolt.

And Mo Lin's Tiandao Emperor Pill is half an immortal soul body. As long as he is successfully promoted to the tenth level of Martial King, the broken mirror will come naturally, and there is no need to worry about failure.

Taking a step back, even if you can't be promoted to Martial Emperor smoothly, you can still survive with the immortal soul body, without worrying about being blown away by the thunder, and you can have a second chance to break the mirror in the future.

Standing by the lake, Ouyang Xueqing's eyes slowly moved up from the lake to the sky, looking at the sky full of stars, she felt indescribably joyful and joyful, and felt that this treasure hunt was like a dream.

"It's over, it's over."

Thinking that Mo Lin would become a strong Martial King after waking up.

It occurred to him that Lei Huo and Bai Li Tou Hong were two masters to assist him.

Thinking of the gratitude and respect of the Fengshen Academy and the major families to Mo Lin after this war.

Especially when she thought of the revenge of the Rueqing sect and how Mo Lin would be when she returned to Yunlan Kingdom, the Rueqing girl laughed from the bottom of her heart.

"It seems that the day of returning to the Eight Desolation is not far away, mother, are you okay?"

Ouyang Xueqing thought of her mother who had been away from her for nearly a thousand years and hadn't heard from her until now, and thought of her entrustment before she left, she bit her sweet lips slightly, secretly determined to form a pill as soon as possible, and return to the Eight Desolation as soon as possible.

The night is windy and the stars are shining brightly.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and more than half of the pavilions in the Seven Star Palace had been turned into ruins. After the vitality of heaven and earth in the air returned to normal, the range and sensitivity of Ouyang Xueqing's spiritual perception doubled.

Within a radius of ten miles, there was a dead silence, without any breath fluctuations, and even the insects within three meters of the ground were smashed into pieces by the killing array set up by Hou Qing.

The power of the killing array is astonishing, the pure burst of vitality is just the beginning, and the blast of vitality rolled up by the explosion of the seven water columns at the end is the most terrifying.

The First Prince's 20 army was crushed by it.

It seems unbelievable.

That's an army of 20, and there are hundreds of masters.

But this is the fact.

This is the scary thing about the Martial Emperor.

In the face of absolute power, quantity is really useless.

Ouyang Xueqing gathered a strand of black hair hanging from her shoulders, and was about to turn around the hall, but just as her slender and tender jade fingers were hanging down, she suddenly froze, then her face sank slightly, Qiu Shui cut her eyes suddenly shrank, and she looked up at In the middle of the sky in the distance.

The stars in the night sky were twinkling, and a golden meteor was approaching rapidly with a long tail of flames. It landed on the other side of Qixing Lake in the blink of an eye, and smashed a large crater with a radius of tens of meters on the ground.

The dust cleared away, and a tall, burly, bald man in a golden cassock with a gilded iron rod on his back appeared in the pit.

Ouyang Xueqing had never seen this bald man before, but the moment she saw him clearly, her pretty face with faint doubts and a smile instantly turned cold, and a chill appeared in the depths of her eyes.

Terrestrial Realm!
This bald man who suddenly descended from the sky didn't hide his aura. Across the Qixing Lake, which was nearly a kilometer wide, Ouyang Xueqing felt the strength of the opponent. He was clearly a master of the earth evil realm!
What surprised Ouyang Xueqing the most was that the other party's attire, except for the cassock, was the same as that of Xue Chanzi who died in Mo Lin's hands not long ago. There is no doubt that this bald man and Xue Chanzi should come from The same place - Bahuang Zen!
"Jiuli Demon Snake?"

While Ouyang Xueqing was staring at the bald man, the eyes of this tall man who smashed a big hole in the ground, but his body was unharmed also fell on Ouyang Xueqing, and then his eyes lit up, and a bell-like voice came from the other side. It rang.

"Are you a Zen monk?"

Ouyang Xueqing's heart began to sink. Except for the monks from the Bahuang Zen Sect, no one else could see her real body at a glance. Facing the masters sent by the Zen Sect, she couldn't deny it at all.

"Haha, the poor monk is Jin Chanzi, Zen Master Jianglong from the Eight Desolation Zen School."

Jin Chanzi laughed loudly, "The Xue Chanzi who was killed by you not long ago is my Zen master's younger brother. It has been 2000 years. In order to eliminate demons and save the remnants of your Jiuli clan, my Zen sect has sent more than 3000 people. Zen Master Jiangyao searched all over the eight wildernesses but couldn't find it, I didn't expect you to demean your status and hide on the deserted island in the lower reaches of the Jinsha River, it's really easy for me to find Zen Master."

"You want to avenge Xue Chanzi?"

Ouyang Xueqing stared at Jin Chanzi coldly, and returned to her usual indifference and arrogance.

Jin Chanzi said: "My Zen school pays attention to the fate of cause and effect, and the blood cicada died in your hands, that is his fate. Although I am his senior brother, when will the injustice be repaid? This Zen master has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child. Can you not see through the two words of life and death? The two words of revenge are too vulgar."

The night wind blew a strand of hair from Ouyang Xueqing's shoulders, and sent her voice to the other side: "Tell me why you came."

"Hand over the relics of the Square Blood Prison Formation, the Thousand Bone Snow Lotus and the Ten Thousand Skull Zen Staff, and you will return to the Eight Wastelands with this Zen master."

Without waiting for Ouyang Xueqing to reply, Jin Chanzi continued: "Of course, the murderer who killed Xue Chanzi's junior brother must also be handed over. He should hide in the hall behind you. Don't say you don't You know, Junior Brother Xue Chanzi left a blood curse in his body. If it wasn't for his guidance, Zen Master Ben wouldn't have found this place so quickly. Any thought of running away or resisting, in front of Zen Master Ben, will only bring shame on oneself."

After finishing speaking, Jin Chanzi clasped his palms together, and gently parted them, and the calm lake between the two suddenly split into two without a sound, opening a gap of three feet wide, and then closing it quickly, without making a sound .

Ouyang Xueqing's pupils shrank sharply, and she had a new understanding of Jin Chanzi's strength.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in front of the central hall, and Huang Tiejia, Liang Zhen and others rushed out with dozens of experts.

Jin Chanzi landed too loudly and didn't deliberately cover up his breath, which aroused Huang Tiejia's alarm long ago. After leaving Leihuo and Bailitohong to protect Mo Lin, he rushed out with dozens of masters.

"Who is he?"

Seeing Jin Chanzi, Huang Tiejia frowned, with vigilance and surprise on his face. The breath from the strange bald man on the other side was too powerful, even stronger than Gong Jiuge, the dean of Fengshen Academy, Ouyang Xueqing There was also an icy chill on his body, and Huang Tiejia immediately realized that something was wrong.

　
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