Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 1547

Meanwhile, the northern underworld.

In Fuyao sea, a huge sea palace, Kun Shaoyu stands in front of the gate with his hands on his back and looks into the distance.

"Congratulations, young Lord, on achieving the position of the highest Holy Land!"

On the square in front of the hall, the strong people of the Kun family, the largest family in the ancient region of Beiming, whether the king of changhabitat, the ordinary true saint or the supreme saint, bowed down and saluted, shaking the sky.

Kun Shaoyu!

One of the eight wonders of Qingming, the first God of war of the younger generation of the Kun nationality, is a legendary peerless Tianjiao who is famous in the ancient region of Beiming.

He was dressed in a black robe with wide sleeves. His eyes were long and narrow. The bridge of his nose was tall and straight. Standing at will, he had the potential to sway for 90000 miles.

Then, in the nearby area, the strong men of other ethnic groups in the Beiming ancient region also bowed down and saluted to express congratulations.

The power of one person is the best in the audience!

Kun Shaoyu takes back his eyes, glances at the people in the square, and turns to walk into the hall.

From beginning to end, he looked calm.

But after entering the hall, he seemed to think of something, paused and said:

"I heard that a strong man in the ancient wasteland named Lintian killed the blood demon world not long ago. Help me find out the details of this son."

"Yes!"

In the corner, a gray old man appeared, bowed his head and took orders, and soon disappeared in the hall.

"After xueqingyi went back, I was afraid he would be furious. I'd like to see what action he would take in the face of such great humiliation."

Sitting on the only throne in the hall, Kun Shaoyu thinks.

Lintian?

He doesn't care.

He was just curious whether xueqingyi, who was also one of the eight wonders of Qingming, would personally kill this guy named Lintian.

……

Yin Jue boundary.

"Interestingly, when we entered the prison breaking secret territory, the blood demon world was made chicken fly and dog jump by a man, losing all face."

Dressed in a jade robe, his forehead is bright and clean, and the sword eyebrow star candle is reflected in the air, as if thoughtful.

The candle reflected the sky.

One of the eight wonders of the green world, the emperor of the ancient domain candle dragon!

"Damn! It must be that guy!"

On one side, candle Yingxue suddenly made a noise of anger.

The candle reflected in the empty eyes and said, "you mean this Lintian was the guy who defeated you and other messengers in the ancient wasteland?"

"Absolutely not wrong."

Zhuyingxue said with clenched teeth, "this guy was arrogant at the top of the soul refining building in Baiyujing. He was regarded as the first person in the top of the ancient wasteland."

"I see."

The candle reflected the sky and nodded.

"Brother, you want to avenge me! I don't want you to kill that guy. Just capture him alive. I want to domesticate him into a slave. I can only crawl under my feet all my life!"

At the thought of the defeat in the ancient wasteland, candle Yingxue hated her body and trembled slightly.

"Well, as you wish."

Candlelight Yingkong, with soft eyes, stroked her sister's head like a pet. His sister has never hated anyone so much.

Since she asked for something, why didn't he agree?

Some of the strong people in the neighborhood can't help showing envy. In the whole ethnic group, Emperor candle Yingkong is the most arrogant, but he dotes on his sister.

"However, let's wait and see the reaction of xueqingyi. If you can kill with a knife, why not?"

The candle reflects the air and opens its mouth.

……

Great Luo world.

In front of a sword house.

With the report from the attendants around him, a man wearing a feather coat, with a flying sword as a hairpin and obliquely inserted in a bun slowly opened his eyes.

Deep in his pupils, there seems to be a heavenly sword flashing, which can cut off all things and collapse the galaxy.

"Younger martial brother mu, you fought with Lintian. What kind of person do you think he is?"

When the man in feather clothes spoke, his voice took a clang, sword like breath, reaching the hearts of the people and frightening.

Sword dust!

The descendant of "Tianjian Pavilion", the first sword sect in the ancient regions of Dalao, one of the eight regions of Qingming, and a rare swordsmanship wizard in ancient times.

In the ancient Daluo region where sword cultivation is everywhere, the name of sword Qingchen is a dazzling existence like the sky and the sun.

His Kendo has long dominated his peers and won the top ten!

"It's very strong and overbearing. Before becoming a saint, its combat power can almost be compared with that of your senior brother. It gives people a sense of unfathomable and unshakable."

Mu Jiexing looked complex. He still has lingering fear when he remembered the tragic defeat he experienced when he went to the ancient wasteland as an envoy.

"Oh, there are such people in the ancient wasteland?"

It was Jian Qingchen who asked casually. At last, he became interested.

"I didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected demon in the ancient wasteland that has long declined. Now he has become a saint at the top of the mountain and set off a big storm in the blood demon world. It is inferred that even in the top of the mountain, he is not generally comparable."

Take a deep breath and analyze carefully.

Jian Qingchen listened quietly and nodded: "it's really amazing. It's not surprising that such a peerless figure was born after the ancient wasteland fell for thousands of years."

After a pause, he said with a smile: "however, it depends on whether he can bear the anger of blood green clothes. If he can survive from blood green clothes..."

Wood picked up the star and pricked up his ears.

But in the end, Jian Qingchen didn't say anything.

He closed his eyes and meditated.

Wood picked the star and wanted to speak, but he finally held back.

He knew that elder martial brother Jian Qingchen and other legends didn't need to remind him at all.

……

A similar situation also occurred in other areas of the nine domain battlefield.

Jiuli boundary.

Chi Wushu, the prince of Chi nationality, the leader of Jiuli ancient region and one of the eight regions of Qingming, just gave a cold hum: "in the ancient wasteland, only this son can be seen, but he can't escape death after all."

Xingsha world.

Shi POHAI, the direct descendant of Shi family of the emperor family and the leader of Xingsha ancient power, laughed with schadenfreude when he learned these news: "he didn't like the blood green clothes early. Now, his blood demon world has suffered a great loss and lost his face!"

Sky fire world.

"Lintian? It's not enough that he has only one ear. He can't change the inevitable defeat of the ancient wasteland after all!"

The voice of lie Qian, a descendant of the emperor's lie family and one of the eight wonders of Qingming, rumbled with disdain.

Dongsang boundary.

Hua Hongxiao, who has a bald head, barefoot, fire pupil and a strange face, only said one sentence after learning the news: "this son will die, the ancient wasteland will be defeated, and the general trend cannot be violated!"

As the first orthodox disciple of the younger generation of Shinto sect, no one dares to question his words!

……

Blood demon world.

The city of berm, Desheng building.

Lord xueqingyi is back!

At this moment, I don't know how many eyes in the city gathered in Desheng building. Everyone was nervous and didn't dare to go out.

In such a big city, the atmosphere was strangely silent.

In the hall on the ninth floor of Desheng building, the air is frozen and frozen, which makes people almost out of breath.

The big men from the major forces of the blood devil ancient region were on pins and needles, bowed their heads and tightened their hearts. They didn't dare to look at the blood green clothes sitting on the central main seat.

Da da

Blood blue, white and slender fingers, gently tapping on the back of the chair, became the only sound in the hall.

He was still dressed in blue, with thick black hair scattered, sitting lazily, holding his chin in one hand, and his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were meditating.

But no one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

The atmosphere became more and more depressed.

The great people in the hall are almost all absolute saints, all of whom are like masters, but they are silent at this time!

In particular, Bi Jianqiong, the six elders of the congenital demon sect, was slightly white on his cheeks and extremely nervous, nervous and frightened.

A few days ago, Lintian started a killing, which made them lose face and morale in the ancient region of blood demons. Now it has become a joke in the battlefield of the nine regions.

Such humiliation and hatred all happened during the period when bijianqiong was in control of the overall situation, which made him uneasy?

At the moment, he felt like a prisoner waiting for trial. It was very difficult.

For a long time, a light sigh sounded, breaking the silence of the hall.

Poop!

But when she heard this sigh, Bijian Qiong seemed unable to hold on. She suddenly knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "I blame my incompetence for everything. If I want to punish me, I'd like to bear it alone!"

Everyone looked sideways.

On the central main seat, xueqingyi raised his scarlet eyes, glanced at bijianqiong and said, "now, the other seven regional forces must be waiting to see our jokes. At this time, I'm too lazy to care about whose right or wrong."

Then he got up, stepped forward, picked up Bi Jianqiong, patted him on the shoulder and said, "martial uncle, it's not your fault. Why do you have to kneel?"

The green sword Qiong was stunned, and then showed a moving color. The corners of her lips trembled, and there was a feeling of tears.

No one knows how much suffering, fear and anxiety he has been in these days since the cruel and bloody blow.

Originally, he was ready to be punished.

But who ever thought that xueqingyi didn't ask for punishment!

"Tsing Yi, I'll fix it!"

Bi Jianqiong took a deep breath and clenched her teeth.

Other big people in the presence also showed their hatred. A Lintian disturbed the blood demon world, which made them suffer heavy casualties and become a laughing stock. It should be cut thousands of times!

Xueqingyi smiled, returned to the seat, glanced at the people and said: "after being so wronged, anyone knows that I can't swallow this tone. Just wait to see how I can fight back."

In the main hall, the people sat upright and dangerous. They knew that xueqingyi would make a decision on this matter!

"But how can I let them do it?"

Xueqingyi suddenly sneered, "want to see me end up in person and kill Lintian? There's no door!"

Everyone was stunned and didn't take revenge?

This makes them unable to understand that how can they not repay such great hatred?

It's said that their blood demon ancient domain must be regarded as tolerant, weak and incompetent!

"Revenge, of course, but not now."

Xueqingyi took a deep breath and tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers while calmly opening his mouth.

"Lintian is a knife. If he hurts us now, he will hurt others in the future. At that time, I'll see if those guys who see jokes can laugh!"