The Prodigies War

A group of six or seven people.

The leader is a middle-aged man with red auspicious clouds on his feet, fluffy sleeves, and white temples. His body is surrounded by strands of ancestral laws, capturing the soul.

The people around him are also filled with the atmosphere belonging to the ancestral realm.

Whoosh!

Nie Qingrong's figure appeared for the first time, and when she saw this scene, a chill appeared on her beautiful face.

"Yuan Wanzhong, what are you planning to do at Binglin Academy?"

Nie Qingrong said coldly, the treasure ship was stagnant, the nearby void was chilling, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing.

"Of course it's for that volume of the secret map."

The middle-aged middle-aged Feiyi smiled and opened his mouth, looking at Nie Qingrong's graceful and graceful figure with unbridled eyes, his eyes glowing with fiery heat, and said, "In addition, I would like to take this opportunity to invite Palace Master Nie to be a guest in this humble house. I just don’t know, Palace Lord Nie doesn’t appreciate the face anymore.”

A look of disgust flashed in Nie Qingrong's eyes, and he said, "I don't even know the secret map you're talking about. Besides, I brought so many people here, so I'm not afraid of completely offending my Liangyi Academy?"

"Since this seat dares to come, do you think we are still afraid of offending the Liangyi Academy?" The middle-aged Yu Yi revealed a playful look, "Palace Nie, there is not much time, this seat will give you a choice, and I will follow you obediently. Let's go, or let us do it together and take you away?"

The eyes of everyone around him were fixed on Nie Qingrong with cold and stern eyes.

Nie Qingrong's heart sank, realizing the seriousness of the problem. The other party's action was obviously deliberate, and he didn't mind breaking with the Liangyi Academy!

"Brother Dao, they are coming for me. You can leave with Xiaoxi later."

She quickly transmitted her voice, "I will do my best to contain them and fight for your survival."

"not worth it."

Seeing Lin Xun shaking his head, he refused.

Nie Qingrong was startled.

Before she could react, Lin Xun said indifferently: "If it doesn't disappear within three breaths, then stay."

The middle-aged Yuan Wanzhong and others were stunned for a moment, and then they turned their eyes to Lin Xun, their eyes filled with surprise, surprise and suspicion.

Who is this guy?

What a big breath!

"Brother Dao, they are from Binglin Academy. If you join in, it will be like a bad relationship with Binglin Academy, which is even less worth it."

Seeing Lin Xun come forward, Nie Qingrong was also surprised, but she couldn't help but remind her bitterly that she didn't dare to use this kind of thing to pit Lin Xun.

"I heard that one of the immortal emperors standing behind the Binglin Academy is the Wen family?" Lin Xun said suddenly.

Nie Qingrong nodded, "Not bad."

She thought that Lin Xun had realized the power, and she planned to withdraw.

Never thought, the next moment, Lin Xun smiled and said, "Then I have to mix it up."

Yuan Wanzhong and the others looked stunned, Lin Xun's words were casual and plain, but to them, the tone was not ordinary.

"You're young, but your tone is so big, I want to give it a try, do you really have the confidence to say such a thing!"

Yuan Wanzhong's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

boom!

On his body, a dazzling red sword intent emerged, the molten slurry was turbulent, the sword intent was in the air, and the terrifying ancestral aura was surging, making the sky seem to be burning.

"cut!"

His tongue burst into thunder.

I saw that the red sword intent slashed down violently, and the raging flames burned the void.

"After three breaths..."

In the cold and indifferent voice, Lin Xun waved his sleeve robe, and the terrifying fiery red sword intent was instantly crushed and blown away by the wind.

At the same time, Lin Xun's figure disappeared out of thin air.

"not good!"

Yuan Wanzhong's face changed suddenly, and he immediately urged his body to walk.

hum!

A golden bronze bell appeared, defending its figure, and tens of thousands of mysterious Taoist patterns appeared on the bronze bell, shining brightly.

God's Way Bell!

This is Yuan Wanzhong's birthright imperial treasure. It has been nurtured in the body for thousands of years. Once it is sacrificed, it is like a natural moat barrier blocking the front, and the defense is unparalleled.

Lin Xun's figure appeared strangely in front of Yuan Wanzhong, stretched out his long, fair hand, and patted it lightly.

clang! !

The shocking sound of the collision resounded, and the golden bronze bell was shot with a collapsed palm print, and countless shocking cracked textures appeared around the bronze bell.

follow closely--

With a bang, the Emperor's Treasure, which was valued by Yuan Wan as a barrier to the moat, exploded directly, turning into countless fragments and splashing open.

Under the impact, Yuan Wanzhong's body was like being slapped by the hand of God, and the defensive power covering his body exploded layer by layer. In the end, his body exploded, blood splashed, and broken flesh flew.

And as soon as his Primordial Spirit escaped, it was drowned by the terrifying palm wind, like a candle that was blown out in the wind, vanishing into ashes.

Just one palm!

Kill an emperor from Binglin Academy!

That understated blow, but staged a shocking bloody death scene, causing a brief silence between heaven and earth.

Then, there were exclamations.

Those emperor ancestors who followed Yuan Wanzhong were all struck by lightning, one by one, and their scalps were numb, and they chose to escape immediately.

To be able to achieve today's achievements, these emperors have gone through many dangers in their lives, how can they still not know, the young man beside Nie Qingrong is definitely a peerless ruthless man who eats people and doesn't spit out bones!

However, it was obviously too late for them to escape at this time.

"go!"

He saw Lin Xun flick his fingers, and in the clanging sound of sword chants, one after another dazzling sword energy emerged, and then slashed in different directions like one after another divine rainbow.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Those emperor ancestors from Binglin Academy were beheaded one by one, and the blood rushed to a high level.

That level of sword energy is too terrifying, all Taoist methods and treasures are all fake, and they can't stop the killing of that level of sword energy.

Just the blink of an eye.

Under the sky, blood is permeating, and the raging sword energy is lingering. A group of emperors, including Yuan Wanzhong, exist in the ancestral realm, and none of them survived!

This terrifying scene caused goose bumps on Nie Qingrong's fat-like white body, and his whole body trembled slightly.

A year ago, she had already realized that Lin Xun was an extremely dangerous existence, which was why she feared and respected Lin Xun so much.

But when she really saw Lin Xun's shot, she realized that she still underestimated the other party.

There is only one possibility-

The other party is a supreme emperor!

All of a sudden, she looked at Lin Xun with a different look, the supreme emperor!

This is not to mention that it is in the first domain, or it is placed in the sixth domain, which is an extremely rare existence.

In the past years, as long as such a role emerged, it would inevitably be scrambled by the big forces in the Seventh Heaven Domain, and even had a great hope of being selected by the immortal giants in the Eighth Heaven Domain!

Nie Qingrong never expected that in a remote place like Yunying Village, she would meet such a legendary character against the sky.

This is incredible!

At this time, Lin Xun seemed to have done a very inconspicuous little thing. After returning to the treasure ship, he picked up the wine gourd and drank it, and then said: "Daoist friend, should we continue on our way?"

Nie Qingrong just woke up like a dream, a moan-like sound came from her moist red lips, and a sober color appeared in her slightly dazed beautiful eyes, and said embarrassingly: "Brother Dao, let's laugh, let's Here goes."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and patted her chest in order to calm the shock in her heart. The towering snow-white plump trembled for a while, which shocked Lin Xun's vision, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Fortunately, Nie Qingrong didn't notice how provocative her actions were, and turned around and hurried into the cabin.

"I'm afraid this woman is also naturally charming and charming. Ordinary cultivators are afraid that they will be teased and lose their mood when they see it..."

Lin Xun's eyes quickly became clear.

Since his cultivation, he has seen many beauties of all shapes and sizes, and there are also some peerless stunners who can compare to you with Nie Qingrong.

In the next time, Lin Xun continued to stand at the bow of the boat, reading "The Book of the World" while drinking, leisurely.

In the cabin, Nie Qingrong was still with Xiaoxi, but she seemed absent-minded, occasionally biting her red lips in a trance.

The bloody scenes just now appeared in her mind from time to time, causing ripples in her Dao heart, unable to calm down.

"The Supreme Emperor... Who is he?"

...

Time passed day by day.

In addition to practicing, Lin Xun pointed Xiaoxi to practice. Although he was on his way, he did not feel bored.

"Fellow Daoist, can you take the liberty to ask, among the three immortal imperial clans standing behind the Liangyi Academy, what role does the Zhu family play?"

On this day, Lin Xun suddenly found Nie Qingrong and asked.

Although Nie Qingrong felt strange, he still replied seriously: "Actually, the Liangyi Academy is also divided into three major factions, one is headed by the current palace master, standing in the camp of the Zhu family, and the other is deserted by the deputy palace master. Xue is the leader and belongs to the Hong family camp, while the other faction is headed by me and belongs to the He family camp."

"This pattern actually lasted for less than a thousand years. A thousand years ago, the last palace master of the Liangyi Academy, Nian Yunjing, originally belonged to the He family camp."

"But in the factional struggle, Nian Yunjing was defeated by the current palace lord, so he retired and became a famous and powerless deputy palace lord."

"For this result, Leng Qingxue and I, the deputy palace lord, are actually very dissatisfied, because although the current palace lord is powerful, his temperament is cold and mean. It’s not as good as before.”

"But there is no way. The current palace lord has the support of a noble character of the Zhu family. Even if I am dissatisfied, I can only bear it for the time being."

Speaking of the end, Nie Qingrong couldn't help but sigh, and there was a look of disappointment in his expression.

Her words were very casual and simple, but Lin Xun could hear that the infighting between the three major factions in the two ceremonial palaces was probably far more intense than expected!

"That's good..." Lin Xun stroked his chin thoughtfully. (=Easy to read novels)