Li Wuzhen was killed!

Even the head was carried and appeared in plain sight!

The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly suppressed, and it was so dull that one could hardly breathe.

Almost subconsciously, those immortal kings all stood up and sheltered the young juniors beside them, and their eyes were locked on the silver-robed man who walked into the hall.

This person has a slender figure, a handsome face, purple divine flames lingering all over his body, and his aura is cold and intimidating.

As he arrived, a bloody aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood filled the entire hall, making people tremble.

Su Yi sat there without moving, and poured himself a glass of wine.

That indifferent and calm demeanor made Tang Baoer glance at him more. This guy really has the demeanor of a general.

Thinking of this, Tang Baoer, who originally planned to get up, also continued to sit there.

But at this time, no one paid attention to juniors like Su Yi and Tang Baoer.

Including Tang Lingqi's eyes, all locked onto the silver-robed man, with a condensed color on the brows.

"Who are you, and why did you want to kill fellow Daoist Li Wuzhen?"

A tall figure, wearing a purple robe, spoke in a deep voice.

The silver-robed man smiled and threw the bloody head in his hand on the ground, and then his eyes slowly glanced at the people in the hall.

When he saw Su Yi and Tang Baoer sitting there, he was slightly startled, and then he ignored them.

Then, he stretched out three fingers, smiled femininly, and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, everyone, I'm here to do three things."

"First, I'll give you a head and remind everyone that it's best not to mess around, otherwise, the end will be the same as this Li Wuzhen."

Everyone looked gloomy and uncertain, and they were full of anger.

Such a threat is not concealed at all, and it can be seen how powerful this silver-robed man is!

The silver-robed man said to himself: "Second, please hand over all the treasures on your body, listen carefully, it's all!"

The tall man in purple robe laughed angrily: "Your Excellency, are you planning to rob me?"

The silver-robed man frowned and waved his sleeves abruptly.

A picture scroll pops up.

Clang!

A sword qi swept out of the picture scroll, directly smashing the tall man in purple robe and flying out, smashing it hard against the wall of the hall.

The hall shook violently.

Looking at the purple-robed man again, his hair was disheveled, blood was dripping from his lips, and a piece of armor on his chest was shattered, revealing a bloody sword mark.

Everyone was horrified, and their expressions suddenly changed.

What a terrible sword!

If it weren't for the armor to resist, the purple-robed man would have been killed by this sword on the spot!

This is the case, the man in purple robe, the immortal figure, has been seriously injured!

Su Yi's eyes turned to the picture scroll floating in front of the silver-robed man, his eyes were subtle.

"I don't like being interrupted when I'm talking."

The silver-robed man smiled softly and said slowly, "Okay, everyone, hand over the treasures on your body first, and I'll talk about the third thing."

Everyone's faces were ugly.

A gray-haired middle-aged man couldn't hold back his anger and said, "Everyone, in my opinion, there's no need for nonsense, let's do it together and kill this madman!"

The silver-robed man flicked his fingers.

In the picture scroll, a sword energy was cut out again.

Bright as a ray of light at dawn.

"open!"

The gray-haired middle-aged drink.

He had been prepared for a long time, and he would use all his Taoism to operate, and mobilized all kinds of defensive immortal treasures on his body, and directly chose to shake it hard.

Bang bang bang!

A dense explosion resounded.

A terrifying scene happened. Under that dazzling sword energy, the defensive fairy treasures on the gray-haired middle-aged man exploded one by one like a piece of paper.

The gray-haired middle-aged man was severely injured by this sword, and he slammed into the corner of the wall, unable to stand up.

All of a sudden, the immortal characters present were all shocked and their scalps were numb.

Who is this guy, and how can the picture scroll he controls be so terrifying?

"It's just three things, and if someone is dishonest, don't blame me for the murder."

The silver-robed man looked very calm, standing at the entrance of the main hall, treating everyone present as prey at the mercy of his own, arrogant and conceited manner.

Everyone's heart sank to the bottom, realizing that they were in big trouble this time.

Even Tang Baoer couldn't calm down, she couldn't help standing up quietly, her delicate little face was full of solemnity.

Although the girl is charming and innocent, she is not stupid. On the contrary, she is extremely talented and intelligent. How can she not know how dangerous the current situation is?

And everyone's eyes have all turned to Tang Lingqi.

Among those present, Tang Lingqi was the most powerful and the highest-ranking figure, as if he was the backbone.

Actions like this exploration of the Manzang Temple were inspired by Tang Ling.

Tang Lingqi said solemnly: "If the old man is not mistaken, you should be a strong man of the 'Shen Huo Cult', right?"

God Fire!

As if struck by lightning, everyone trembled physically and mentally, thinking of an ancient and mysterious demonic force.

Before the Immortal Fallen Era, the Shenhuo Sect was one of the three major demon gates in the Immortal Realm.

The founder of the sect was a peerless demon ancestor who set foot on the top of the immortal way.

And the disciples of Shenhuo Sect are all over the immortal world!

However, with the advent of the Immortal Fallen Era, Shenhuo Sect also suffered heavy losses in that long catastrophe. Many rumors say that this ancient demonic force has long since disappeared in the long river of history.

But who would have thought that just tonight, a strong immortal king suspected of Shenhuo Sect appeared in the ruins of the Yongye Academy!

Who can not be surprised by this?

The silver-robed man seemed a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who can recognize my origin. Who are you?"

Tang Lingqi said solemnly: "The old man is from the Tang clan in Guzang Mountain."

The silver-robed man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "No wonder."

The Tang clan, long before the Xianyun era, was also a top clan!

Tang Lingqi clasped his fists and said, "Since Your Excellency knows about our clan, please read on some thin faces of our clan, raise your noble hand, and stop here, so that we can meet again in the future."

These words are enough to be polite and forgiving.

But seeing the silver-robed man sneered, he said, "The Tang family is indeed very powerful, but it's not enough to make my Shenhuo Sect jealous."

Saying that, he said with pity in his eyes: "It is better to persuade you to give up struggling, and I will not hide it from you. Long ago, the ruins of the Yongye Academy in the depths of the Futian Mountains were already under the control of my Shenhuo Sect! "

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the audience, and they all changed, realizing that it was not good.

The silver-robed man continued: "You have probably guessed it. In fact, in the past few years, anyone who came to explore opportunities like you would have died here."

"Either choose to surrender to my God Fire Sect."

"Who else can leave the ruins of the Yongye Academy safe and sound!"

Someone said with an ugly face: "This... is this a trap?"

The silver-robed man smiled and said, "That's understandable."

"I understand, the so-called inheritance of Wanzang Palace is a bait, in order to lure us here!"

Han Jingsong trembled.

Everyone's heart is heavy, and their hands and feet are cold.

Who would have imagined that all this was actually a trap set up by the Shenhuo Sect! ?

And the silver-robed man is very strong, especially the picture scroll in his hand, which can be called a big killer, with boundless terror!

No one is his opponent at all.

More importantly, the silver-robed man didn't care about offending the Tang family at all!

"You'd better not act rashly."

Suddenly, the silver-robed man looked at Tang Lingqi, "Even if you carry all kinds of cards, in front of me, it's all worthless."

Tang Lingqi sank in his heart and said, "How can you see it?"

The silver-robed man laughed with a playful look in his eyes, "Since you are from the Tang family, don't you see the origin of a calligraphy in my hand?"

Tang Lingqi frowned and said, "Forgive the old and clumsy eyes, please enlighten me."

The silver-robed man sighed and said, "It's really boring to play the qin to a cow, so I'll let you open your eyes today!"

Saying that, he raised his hand to open the picture scroll and spread it out in the void.

The scroll is three feet long, and on it are written a few words:

Three feet in the sky!

Every word is vigorous and fierce, like a sword that rises from the sky, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

boom!

When everyone saw the four big characters, their souls were stinging, and they felt a pressure that was terrifying enough to make the heavens tremble, and they were soaked in cold sweat.

Those young juniors were even more shocked, their knees went weak, and they almost fell to the ground.

"This... this is Emperor Yongye's calligraphy treasure!"

Tang Lingqi screamed, unable to calm down any longer, pale in horror.

The other Immortal Monarchs also sucked in cold air and felt chills in their bodies and minds, and finally understood why the silver-robed man was so fearless.

Why is the sword qi plucked out of that calligraphy so terrifying!

The reason is that this word comes from the hand of Emperor Yongye! !

"Eternal Night Emperor..."

Tang Baoer's face was dull.

Even if the long immortal era has completely changed the fairy world, in today's world, who has not heard the legendary story of Emperor Yongye?

Seeing me is like seeing the sky, the first fairy in kendo!

He is the strongest sword cultivator standing on the top of the immortal way in ancient and modern years, no one!

All his deeds have long since become myths and stories spread all over the world. Wherever there is a monk in the fairyland, there must be a story about the Emperor Evernight!

As a descendant of the Tang family, Tang Baoer has also learned about the deeds of Emperor Yongye from many ancient books, which is far better than many immortals in the world. Emperor Yongye is at the top of the immortal way, which is enough to be called "Zun" existence!

Therefore, some immortal masters even respected him as "the emperor"!

The silver-robed man had a panoramic view of the horror of everyone in the hall, and a proud arc appeared on the corner of his lips.

He pretended to be reserved and said leisurely: "Yes, this calligraphy is from the hand of the tyrant Wang Ye!"

"He once said that the Dao is like the sky, and the heart of the Dao is like a sword. When it is three feet in the sky, this calligraphy is exactly the portrayal of his state of mind when he reached the top of the Immortal Dao."

"Although it's just a simple calligraphy, not some kind of secret method, it is imprinted with the tyrant's mood and kendo charm, which has survived to this day and has been eroded and immortalized by the ages. A treasure of two!"

As he said that, a frown and contempt appeared on the brows of the silver-robed man, "Now, with this treasure in hand, in my eyes, you are nothing more than idiots, nothing to worry about!"

The whole place was silent.

Only the contemptuous voice of the silver-robed man reverberated, and the reverberation lingered around the beam for a long time.

Everyone's faces were ashen.

Only Su Yi sat there alone, shaking the jug in his hand.

The wine in the jug has been drank, and there is only a trace of loneliness.