Wang Chunzhuo stood on the bow of the ship, and Linghu Qiong stood on the clouds.
The two of them stood hundreds of feet apart from each other, with the mountains and forests below them, lush and full of life.
Wang Chengzhe was born kind and kind, with the fragrance of medicine all over his body. He was like an old gentleman who hung a pot to help the world. He was not at all like one of the 803 saints who swept across the world of Yuanlu, destroyed the ancient world of cultivation, and slaughtered countless sects and sects. one.
Linghu Qiong is dressed in rich brocade, has a handsome appearance, and has a noble and compelling aura, making him look like the grandson of the emperor. With a smile on his face, he looked calm and behaved gracefully. How could he look like one of the twenty-eight gods under the seat of a terrifying existence
"Master Qiong, why did you stop me?" Wang Chunzhuo smiled kindly: "Is your mother okay?"
Linghu Qiong is Wang Ding's cousin, and his mother is the legitimate daughter of Wang's holy clan. In terms of seniority, his mother is the legitimate granddaughter of Wang Chunzhen's ninth generation, so Linghu Qiong is Wang Chucheng's tenth generation's grandson. But Linghu Qiong was born in the Holy Family and was a blood descendant of Saint Linghu, so Wang Chunzhuo was very polite to Linghu Qiong.
Smiling and bowing to Wang Chunzhuo, Linghu Qiong said with a smile: "Excuse me for asking, how is my mother? A hundred and fifty years ago, she had just survived the last golden celestial thunder tribulation, and she was just a short distance away from the saint realm. It’s half a step away.”
Wang Chunzhen smiled happily and said: "Is there such a thing? Why didn't the girl inform her parents' family? This is such a happy event! Haha, Master Qiong, are you coming to my Wang family's territory this time for official business or for a trip? "
Linghu Qiong smiled kindly: "Of course it's official business. Qiong'er has recently taken the initiative to stir up some affairs. He was issued an inspection order by the Holy Saint and was responsible for supervising the transportation of heavy equipment in the southwest area of the Suzaku Territory. So these days, he probably has to I’m getting too old to bother you.”
Wang Chengcheng nodded with a smile, gently brushed his long beard, and said with a chuckle: "So that's it, Young Master Qiong has also begun to share the worries of the Saint Clan. It seems that Young Master Qiong has really grown up."
After saying this, Wang Chengzhe and Linghu Qiong looked at each other face to face, and the scene fell into a strange silence.
After a while, Wang Chengzhe bowed his hand to Linghu Qiong and said, "Mr. Qiong, I have always loved studying various medicinal herbs in my life, and my favorite is refining elixirs. I must get the White Dew Qinghua Grass. "
Linghu Qiong was silent for a while, then he floated to the bow of the ship and stretched out his hand to Wang Chunzhuo. He made a fist with his right hand, and there seemed to be something in the palm of his hand. He looked at Wang Chunzhen and chuckled softly: "Then, please keep looking at this thing. If you can, how about using it to offset the spiritual grass?"
Wang Chengzhe was stunned and reached out to catch what Linghu Qiong handed over. He shook his head and smiled: "Master Qiong, what can be compared to this kind of creation that conquers the world..."
It was about the size of a thumb, all scarlet red, with only a tiny black dot in the eye, which looked like an eyeball carved from ruby. Linghu Qiong gently placed it on Wang Chunzhu's palm. Wang Chengzhe let out a high-pitched scream as if he had seen a ghost, and countless sweat spurted out from his body, instantly making his clothes wet.
The small eyes seemed to be extremely sticky, and as soon as they touched Wang Chunzhen's palm, they clung to his hand. Amidst the sound of "chichi", the skin and flesh of Wang Chengzhe's palm was burned until white smoke emitted. The eyeball quickly penetrated into his palm, and quickly drilled along his arm towards his body like a living creature.
Wang Chengcheng screamed at the top of his lungs, and sweat continued to spurt out of his body.
The founder of the dignified Wang Saint Clan, the most powerful ancestor of the Wang Saint Clan, and one of the 803 most powerful saints of the Saint Clan, Wang Chunzhuo seemed to have seen a bunch of dead mice in his rice bowl. The girl was screaming, but apart from screaming, his mind went blank and he couldn't say anything, let alone use his magical power to attack the eyeball.
"Oh, you traitors, are you really still afraid of your master?" Linghu Qiong smiled gently, admiring Wang Chunzhuo's extremely distorted face full of fear: "Including those three old immortals, you eight hundred The three of you dare not leave the main city of your own clan. Why is this? Can any of you tell me why you never leave the main city of each clan?"
Wang Chengcheng was still screaming at the top of his lungs, and a fishy liquid suddenly flowed out of his crotch. Wang Chengzhu, who was already a saint and whose body was clean and without a trace of impurities, was so frightened that the functions of his holy body were completely disrupted and he actually gushed out urine!
Wang Songling and other elders of the Wang Saint Clan were horrified. Wang Songling shouted sharply: "Linghu Qiong, what did you do to our ancestor?"
Linghu Qiong glanced at Wang Songling with disdain. A thumb-sized tumor appeared on the center of his eyebrow. The tumor suddenly opened, revealing a blood-colored eye. As soon as this eye appeared, it immediately released terrifying, crazy mental power like a madman. The bodies of Wang Songling and other royal elders twitched. They seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and could not move. The illusion suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and they had fallen into a terrible nightmare. .
The things that they most feared, feared, and worried about in their lives were all played out before their eyes.
They saw the Holy Clan of the Wang family being wiped out, the main city of the Saint Clan being breached, the men of the Wang family being chopped into pieces and executed in a cold manner, and the women of the Wang family being pinned to the ground by countless rude barbarians, stripping off their clothes and raping them crazily. -kinky!
Among the men who were killed, there were their brothers, their descendants, and their most beloved people; among the women who were ravaged, there were their sisters, their wives, daughters, and their female descendants!
They themselves were put on the slaughtering table and humiliated and ravaged like pigs and dogs. All kinds of terrible, inhumane, and extremely shameful punishments were used on them one by one. Their skin was peeled off with cramps, they were cut into pieces with thousands of knives, and their broken bodies were trampled and devoured by countless monsters. Fear filled their hearts, and they were boundless. Pain dominated their bodies and souls.
The forest below suddenly collapsed, and the ghostly face formation quietly emerged. Above the bloody formation, countless strange and weird figures stared at Linghu Qiong at the same time. These ancient shattered holy spirits injected their chaotic and chaotic spiritual power into Linghu Qiong's body, and released it with the help of the red eye between Linghu Qiong's eyebrows.
From Wang Songling on down, many princes and elders of the Wang family were attacked one after another, and their sanity was instantly taken away.
Several Supreme Elders actually hid powerful magic weapons in their Purple Mansion Consciousness Sea that could withstand the attack of the Yuan Shen. However, these magic weapons were knocked to pieces as soon as they collided with the invading foreign spiritual power.
"You... Kaka!" Linghu Qiong's body convulsed, and veins kept popping out of his body, like countless wriggling earthworms piercing under his skin. This weird attack was also a terrible exercise for his body.
Fortunately, he is a direct bloodline of the Linghu Saint Clan. He has been tempering his body with rare medicinal materials since he was a child. His true physical strength is comparable to that of a physical training saint, and his true cultivation level is also instilled by his terrible master. I have taken a shortcut to reach the saint realm.
A flood-like mental impact poured into Linghu Qiong's body and spurted out from between his eyebrows and his eyes.
Linghu Qiong hissed and laughed: "Wang Chengzhe, you never dreamed that I... was actually the most devout slave of the master, right? You traitor! You have betrayed the master, you have violated the contract with the master, you guys Damn things, you must be punished!”
Wang Chunzhen was not affected by the soul impact, but after the blood-colored eyes merged into his body, they quickly penetrated his body and moved to the center of his eyebrows. A ball of red light lit up between Wang Chengzhe's eyebrows, and the terrifying evil power of the soul invaded Wang Chengzhe's sea of consciousness, turning into countless bloody runes and eroding Wang Chengzhe's Taoist Heavenly Soul.
Wang Chunzhen's body was trembling violently, and within half a quarter of an hour, when an elder from the royal family completely collapsed because of the illusion, and cut off his own head with a sword, Wang Chunzhen suddenly let out a long roar, and a happy cloud rose above his head. Opening, a Taoist Heavenly Soul shaped like ten thousand leaves of Ganoderma lucidum slowly emerged from the Qingyun.
Wang Chengzhe, whose body was convulsing violently, opened his eyes. The sweat on his body had completely evaporated. He stared at Linghu Qiong and gritted his teeth and said: "Traitor? Who is the traitor? Linghu Qiong, you betrayed your own blood and your family. Elder, you have betrayed the entire Saint Clan, you are the traitor!"
Wang Chengcheng howled at the top of his lungs, his eyes nearly jumped out of his sockets due to the excessive force: "Do you know what you are doing? You, do you want to let that guy continue to control the entire Saint Clan and make us all become whatever he wants? Fish and meat... as a sacrifice?"
Linghu Qiong gritted his teeth, and the terrifying spiritual power was about to burst his sea of consciousness. While silently using secret techniques to stabilize his soul, he shouted sternly: "You still have the nerve to quibble? If it weren't for Master Tianen, where would you be today?" Saints? You don’t know how to repay your master, but instead strike back, severely injuring your master when he was weak, and you want to exile him to the endless void forever!"
"You are the traitors, you are the ungrateful traitors!" Linghu Qiong jumped on his feet and roared: "Without the master, there would be no great achievements of the Holy Dharma Sect that swept across the world of Yuanlu. Without the master, you are just a group of ants! Only the Master can lead us to pursue the supreme road and make us truly immortal and truly eternal!"
Wang Chengzhe was so angry that his lips turned black. Is this true eternity
With such deceptive words, even the twenty-four most powerful immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm would not dare to speak of true eternity, right? That monster, that bewitching monster, that monster that achieved the most holy method but almost destroyed the saint clan... Want to get eternity from him
He will not give you eternity, only eternal death.
With difficulty, his body straightened up inch by inch, and while enduring the severe pain of his soul being eroded by the blood-colored runes, Wang Chunzhuo slowly took out a purple pill furnace the size of a fist. The transparent purple alchemy furnace is filled with glowing light. This is Wang Chengzhe's natal Taoist tool, the "Good Fortune Alchemy Furnace".
"Linghu Qiong, betrayed the Saint Clan. Even if you are a blood descendant of Saint Linghu, your three generations of direct clan members will surely die."
Wang Chengtong took a deep breath and was about to use the alchemy furnace when a golden torrent came from the diagonal stab and hit him hard on the back of the head.
Wang Chengzhe howled miserably, and large amounts of blood spurted out from his broken brain. He stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to move again.
Niu Jinniu appeared from the golden light. He looked at Wang Chunzhuo who fell to the ground after being attacked by him, and he put his hands together and saluted him gently.
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