The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2947 Terrifying Palace Master!

Chapter 2947 Terrifying Palace Master!

"It wasn't me who abandoned the Moon Palace, it was the Moon Palace who took me down. Elder Han, take care of yourself!"

A cold voice came out, and a five-color magnetic mountain appeared in Ling Hantian's palm, and the power of blood flowed into the five-color magnetic mountain, and suddenly five-color light shot out.

The multicolored light penetrated into Han Tie's body, and Han Tie's sealed cultivation base was immediately released.

This sudden change made Han Tie stand up in shock.

Ling Hantian turned around and left. He asked Han Tie to speak, which was nothing more than the attitude of the Palace Master.

Han Tie stared blankly at that figure, his heart full of bitterness.

He knew that what Han Dong did today completely chilled Han Lin's heart.

"Han Lin, I will truthfully report this matter to Palace Master."

Han Tie cupped his hands, although the situation was already like this, he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping to bring back this evildoer.

"That's the best."

Ling Hantian walked out, and Shen Fei hurriedly followed.

After stepping out of the battleship, Ling Hantian quickly left the place with the two daughters of Shenhuang Yiyi.

At this moment, Han Tie also rushed out of the battleship, with a gloomy face, and left a word coldly, rushing to the headquarters of the Moon Palace.

The headquarters of the Moon Palace, in the hall of the Thai and Japanese ancestors.

Tairi Patriarch suddenly opened his eyes, the pitch-black pupils were as deep as Jiuyou, as if they could absorb the soul of people.

He stretched out his finger, pointing in the air, divine power gushed out and turned into a bright mirror.

Ripples spread in the bright mirror, and then scenes emerged, which was exactly what happened after Winter summoned the puppet.

A moment later, the Thai and Japanese patriarch wiped away the mirror with a flick of his sleeve, his thick lips moved slightly, "Useless guy!"

In another hall, Shen Qiankun's eyelids kept twitching.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be some ominous scenes just now.

Immediately afterwards, with a wave of Shen Qiankun's sleeve robe, several ancient tortoise shells spilled out. After staring at it for a moment, Shen Qiankun shook his head slightly.

"Injustice..., injustice...,"

Afterwards, the look of regret on his face slowly dissipated, his eyes closed slightly, and everything fell silent.

At the gate of the Moon Palace headquarters, Tairi Patriarch walked out with his hands behind his back, and the disciple guarding the gate hurriedly knelt down to salute.

Just as Patriarch Tairi was about to leave, a cold voice came, "Patriarch Tairi, the Palace Lord sees you."

The one who spoke was a palace woman with delicate features, she bowed slightly as a sign of courtesy.

Tairi Patriarch glanced at Gong'e indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, frowned slightly, and walked towards Guanghan Palace.

In the Guanghan Palace, the Palace Master sat at the head with a cold face, footsteps came, and then Patriarch Tairi walked in.

After flicking his tail robe, Tairi Patriarch sat down calmly, and then looked at the Palace Master indifferently, "I don't know if the Palace Master called the old man, what's the matter?"

"Elder Tairi, the battle in the Obscure Moon Empire is urgent, and the owner of the Prajna Palace of Demon Moon will personally take action. I hope that Elder Tairi will come here."

The palace lord glanced at Patriarch Tairi faintly, since this old guy left the customs, he has paid less attention to her.

"Xiong Zhaolong made the move himself?"

A strange look flashed in Elder Tairi's eyes, Xiong Zhaolong was the Mistress of the Prajna Palace, who was injured by the Mistress of the Moon Palace back then, and he thought he would surely die.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of years later, Xiong Zhaolong would come out of the mountain again. It seems that he should have broken through to the realm of creation.

It's just that, logically, the magic moon has just changed, so there shouldn't be a Creation Realm to make a move.

After all, existences like the Realm of Creation usually only appear when the outcome is decided.

"I don't know too well, but the first aid information sent back by Mr. Zhao and the others said so."

The palace lord responded calmly, and then she got up and walked out of the hall in the blink of an eye, only calm words came into Elder Tairi's ears.

"Resolve this matter as soon as possible. Moyue's actions this time should not be underestimated."

On the only way to the headquarters of the Moon Palace, on top of a peak, the Mistress of the Guanghan Palace descended like a fairy descending from the earth, and her jade feet lightly landed on the top of a tree.

Following her arrival, all the birds in the mountains flew over and circled around her endlessly.

call out!
Not long after the palace lord fell, a divine light came from a distance.

Seeing this, the palace lord waved his sleeves and immediately arranged a barrier within a few miles around.

Bah!
Shen Guang was wrapped in the barrier, and hit the barrier unpreparedly, and was bounced back immediately, revealing the cold winter, and his head was bleeding.

Han Dong's eyes were full of gold stars, after a while he woke up, seeing the palace lord coming, his heart trembled, he quickly knelt down and saluted.

"I didn't know that the palace lord was coming, and I was so rude in winter, I really deserve to die."

"You really damn!"

The indifferent voice of the palace lord reached Han Dong's ears, causing Han Dong to tremble, and raised his head slightly, with a look of fear on his face.

"Bitter, you forced Han Lin away?"

The Mistress of Guanghan Palace glanced at Han Dong, and there was a hint of murderous intent in her voice, and Han Dong's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly began to argue.

"Palace Master, that cold forest is a spy of Demon Moon. He broke into the hinterland of Demon Moon, and then brought out a blood demon, which killed many disciples of our Moon Palace."

As Han Dong said, he buried his head on the ground, his body trembling slightly, he felt that the Palace Master was angry this time.

How can he bear the anger of a strong man in the realm of creation?

"How dare you make up nonsense! Do you really think that with the presence of Tairi Patriarch, this Palace will not dare to do anything to you?"

The palace lord's eyes are full of coldness, who is Han Lin, he is a monster related to her master.

Even she didn't dare to move Han Lin, but Han Dong, that idiot, took action one after another, vowing to get rid of Han Lin.

The Mistress of Guanghan Palace knew very well how powerful her master was, and if she got into a hurry, the entire Moon Palace would have to be buried with him.

The cold shout fell, but seeing the palace master's sleeve robe swept away, no strength appeared, but Han Dong screamed.

In a moment, Han Dong suddenly turned into a ferocious monster amidst screams, roaring continuously on the ground.

"I want you to suffer in this mountain for thousands of years as a punishment, so that you can do it yourself!"

He glanced indifferently at the monster transformed by Han Dong, then turned around and drifted away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Roar!
Just a moment after the palace lord left, many monsters gathered on this mountain, and the eyes of each monster were full of fierce light.

The monsters transformed by the cold winter kept making provocative calls to these monsters, but it was a siege that ushered in.

The blood soon dyed the entire mountain red, and the blood flowed like a river, and the wailing sounds of monsters kept coming out.

However, at this time, the auspicious clouds rolled in the sky, Tairi Patriarch walked out of the clouds, he glanced coldly, and almost all the monsters were reduced to ashes.

Only the monster transformed by the cold winter curled up on the ground, dying.

"Stinky bitch, it really is a power that has broken through the realm of creation for many years, and even I can't get rid of this kind of restriction."

He snorted in a low voice, full of displeasure, and at this moment, the monster curled up on the ground struggled to get up, and knelt down towards the cold winter.

"Master, you have to save this disciple!"

The voice was Bitter Winter's own!

(End of this chapter)