"I want to know why you did it, just to humiliate our door?" Leng Xi was trembling with anger.
"Humiliate the Cold Spirit Palace?"
Chen Han showed a disdainful sneer and sink a track: "You respect yourself too much. I have no time and no interest in humiliating the Cold Spirit Palace. Otherwise, it is not three people who come here, but 300,000 practitioners. Why waste time humiliating you?"
Cold evening can’t help secretly draw a mouthful of air conditioning. From the beginning of contact to now, he can already see that Chen Han is not the kind of person who likes to brag.
Three hundred thousand practitioners?
This figure is much more than that of the four superpowers 70 years ago. These are nothing. The key is that you can hear from his tone that in the past 70 years, the strength of the practitioners who have been hunted has undergone earth-shaking terrorist improvement.
"It seems … really going to the bad weather? Ha ha … "
Lengxi only had a wry smile in his heart and said feebly, "I will do as you say, and I hope you can show mercy to all forces. After all, forget it. In your opinion, I am not qualified to ask for anything. Take care of yourself and bring the clouds up."
The last sentence was addressed to the master. Two distracted masters came over with a pale middle-aged man. It was the fairy remote door that taught the reality of Cangyun.
"I haven’t seen you for so many years. How has it always been?" Chen’s cold smile is full of coldness.
"Cold, you …"
"In fact, between you and me, it is not a great hatred. People die for wealth and birds eat for food. It is understandable that you want to rob the key in the virtual world. Who let you be better than me at that time?
"I …"
"This is the world. Grandpa is the one with the biggest fist, but you never imagined that you are just an ant to me now."
Chen Han waved his hand indifferently and said lightly, "Ding Hui, abolish his Yuan Ying cultivation, erase all the memories of cultivating the true mind, cut off his original soul foundation, break his hands and feet, destroy the meridians and throw them into the secular world, and let him die. I don’t want to kill them all."
Silk.
Many cold-spirit palace people can’t help but draw a mouthful of air conditioning. This means seems to be kind to listen to his tone, but it is actually more cruel than killing each other.
It’s nothing to abolish Yuan Ying’s cultivation. Even if Yuan Ying is gone, as long as Yuan Shen exists, the memory of cultivating mental method is still there, and there is still a chance to practice again. However, even if Luo Jinxian is alive, it is impossible for him to re-enter the path of cultivating truth by erasing the memory of cultivating truth and then cutting off the source soul foundation and destroying meridians.
He can only be an ordinary person in his life, and his future life is simply a torment.
Life is worse than death!
This is the real life is worse than death, but it seems to Ding Hui that it is kind enough, so these people don’t know what Chen Han used to do against the enemy.
"Don’t … don’t …" The dark clouds gave a terrible scream.
"You are much luckier than some people. What is this?" Ding Hui Shi Shiran walked past, waving his hand and patting him on the abdomen of Cangyun. Poor him, he was banned by his classmates and could not resist at all.
"Cold, I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost. I want to …"
"Cut off the source soul foundation, are you still qualified to be a ghost after death?"
Chen Han sneered dismissively, picked up the snow cloud and walked outside. He said without looking back, "It’s been more than two hours, and it won’t be long before the nearest Chinese people will come. Lengxi, remember what you promised me, and you’d better not slip your tongue, otherwise … the consequences will be very serious! "
After the law of mountain protection was opened, Ding Hui rode the sword light with a cold sky, disappeared into the void in a twinkling of an eye, and watched them leave with cold eyes.
"Zhang Jiao, you won’t really do what he says, will you?" An elder asked with unwilling heart.
"We have no choice."
Leng Xi shook his head with a wry smile and said weakly, "Seventy years later, Chen Han has made a comeback to reproduce the secular world, which means that he has enough confidence to sweep the world. I can’t do it knowing that I can’t do it, and I will ignore the life and death of many disciples in this school to save face."
"But … in this way, our door will be discredited!"
"Do you think this is the only way to lose your reputation?"
"You mean …"
"This day has changed."
He took out an arraignment order and put it into it. While sending a message to all forces, he muttered to himself: "At that time, it will not only be our family whose reputation has been discredited, but the whole force of fixing the truth by the Chinese people and even all the super forces in the world will face irreversible changes. It’s lucky to be lucky enough to leave the sect behind. Don’t you know what he and the dead dog are capable of? "
The elder’s face looks pale and he will not forget the terrible ability of the snow devouring the earth, and the incomparable personal power of Chen Han. As Zhang Jiao said, the world is really going to change.
Seventy years.
There are constant disputes among the super powers in the world, and all forces in the Chinese people are intrigued, and 70 years have passed unconsciously.
However, for the practitioner, the years between the fingers have actually made Chen Han strong to this extent. How many secrets are hidden in him?
From different places, they rushed to the Cold Palace to fix the true forces, and immediately received the message from Lengxi. The leaders of all parties who received the message almost fell from mid-air.
They hardly believe in their own spiritual knowledge, just because the news is so amazing.
Chen Han, the direct descendant of Duanmu family and the son of Duanmu Rui, single-handedly fought against the Cold Spirit Palace from the palm to the bottom. A total of more than 300 elites deployed nine mysterious heart arrays. After the array was broken, more than 200 masters were seriously injured, and the former enemy Xianyao Gate was forcibly captured.
It also tells the story of the terrorist ability of Xueyun, the feud between Chen Han and Cangyun, and the punishment for Cangyun.
After personally going to the Cold Palace to prove it, I still hold the forces of all parties who don’t believe in psychology and see the sad status quo of the whole high-level cold palace.
Especially the first few forces who arrived at the destination, they not only saw the scene of destruction caused by the fighting, but also witnessed the situation of more than 300 masters who participated in the fighting. Everyone’s combat power has dropped significantly, and more than 100 masters at the beginning of the fit can’t even mobilize any real yuan, and they are blocked by a strange energy, even if they try their best, they can’t crack it.
In addition to this more than one hundred master at the initial stage of fit, there are less than 20 Du Jie masters left who have been shocked and have no obvious serious injuries, and all others have been hit hard and lost their fighting capacity.
Can they still not believe in this situation?
Seventy years!
In their judgment, it will take at least hundreds of years to be able to become strong. As long as foreign forces are not used, it is difficult for Chen Han, who poses a threat to them, to grow to such a horrible degree.
After getting the news of such a sudden change, the forces of all parties could not discuss any effective results at all, and finally they could only temporarily return to their respective stations.
Yanhuang is far north, above Tianchi Lake.
Here is the headquarters of Ling Yuzong. As one of the three strongest forces in the force of fixing the truth, its strength is stronger than that of the Cold Spirit Palace.
Scared dragon son and his entourage of more than a dozen top experts had just returned to Tianchi, and immediately ordered to drive the power of the Guardian Mountain Array to the limit and gather all the core masters. After the relevant news was carefully announced, he sat on the throne of the palm of his hand and shouted, "From today on, no one is allowed to leave the station without an order from this seat, and all the masters stationed outside are recalled. Do you understand?"
"Follow the edict!"
"Master, what did you just say? Chen Han’s father is … "The speaker is a man in his thirties. He looks handsome and extraordinary, but the aquiline nose is too overbearing. His face is extremely ugly at the moment, as if he had heard something unbelievable.
"Duanmu Rui, the son of Duanmu Ting, the owner of Duanmu family before the reversal of heaven and earth."
Jing Longzi was puzzled when he saw this expression. He frowned and asked, "Xu Yan, why do you look so ugly? Is there anything wrong?"
Xu Yan is not only the nephew of Jing Longzi, but also the elder of Ling Yuzong, the son of Qing Xuzi, the younger brother of Jing Longzi.
For Jing Longzi, who has no son, he is tantamount to his own half son. Although it has not been published on the surface, Ling Yuzong can guess from top to bottom. As long as Xu Yan’s cultivation can be promoted to the corresponding level, he has not made any big mistakes, and 80% is Ling Yuzong’s next palm.
"Xu Yan, your master Bo is asking you something, why don’t you answer?" Qing Xuzi snapped at him. He always regarded Jinglongzi as his own brother, and the feelings between other disciples were very deep.
"Father, I …"
"What’s the matter with you today?"
"I … I seem to be in trouble …"
Xu Yan suddenly plopped down on his knees and cried in panic, "Master Bo, I really didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it …"
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Chapter 188 Blood feud
At that time, the barrier at the top of Kunlun coincided with the opening once every five hundred years. At this time, messengers came to the world to select talented successors to fix the truth.
Due to the limited number of messengers who enter the secular world at a time, and once they enter the secular realm, they will be suppressed to the later level of Yuan Ying. In order to avoid accidents, all the elites are sent.
A hundred years ago, when Chen Han was just five years old, a group of messengers came from the top of Kunlun Mountain.