Chapter 909

People outside the palace speculated and talked.

In the palace, people were terrified and bloody.

At the gate of the temple where the people worshipped.

Above the high steps, there is a purple glazed gold bottle chair.

Su leaned back in his red robe on the chair with a sense of carelessness.

The golden mask covered most of his face, and his pale lips and gray eyes were exposed in his sight.

Just now, I'm afraid no one dares to raise an objection.

The long black hair can only be maintained with a hairpin. Looking at the scene of bright red blood and corpses under the numerous steps, he only sweeps it at will.

There was no fluctuation in his expression.

Xilie stood on both sides, straight and with the spirit of killing.

Under the high platform, an old man was wearing hair, his hands and feet were tied with chains, and black smoke was emitted from the chains.

The old man's eyes are splitting

"Su Qing! You are so vicious, what if you kill all the people in the palace? Can you stop all the people in the world? "

The voice fell, bang!

The old man's legs were directly broken by an iron bar. Listening to a click, the old man knelt on the ground.

Feihan stood opposite the old man with a murderous face

"How dare you mention it? Relying on his great master's accomplishments, he entrapped the master here and did this disgusting business. He still has the face to mention everyone in the world? "

Probably, the old master has never suffered like this since he became a palace and even the emperor had to respect three-thirds of the secret experts.

So that now his legs were broken, the whole person was stunned, as if he had lost his soul.

Next to the old master whose leg was broken, there was another one standing.

Wearing a plain robe, a fairy spirit. Even now the general trend is gone, there is still a spirit of unyielding in my bones.

It seems to be the cultivation of a great master.

He stood there, his eyes closed, as if all the wailing and begging for mercy had nothing to do with him.

Su Qing's pale lips tilted slightly, and her weak voice was low

"Let the great master come up. I haven't talked to an expert for so long."

After the words, the two soldiers hurriedly asked the great master to walk up the steps.

Jingling, jingling, the iron chain and the ground beat to make a sound.

About half way there, he stopped.

Then two soldiers waited for Su Qing's next orders.

The immortal master's face was frozen and looked at Su Qing with a look of compassion that he didn't know where he came from

"What do you want to do?"

His eyes drooped early, his long black eyelashes trembled, and his voice was low and slow

"Stand higher and the scenery is good. Let the great master have a look. The bones become mountains and the blood and water become rivers."

As soon as he spoke, the great master vomited blood.

Looking at the people who fought and fought together under the high platform, now all died here. Who can really be indifferent?

Under the high platform, there are seven Zhenshan masters who have been saved by the demons, the people of Jinsha state and the royal family of Qingning state for so many years.

It's all pressed here.

If you look more carefully, you can find that it was the wave of people who besieged Suqing that day and tried to kill him here.

However, at the beginning, he wanted to be high and tried to kill him here, ruthlessly leaving no way back.

But now he has become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Spare your life!"

"Spare your life!"

"Please forgive me!"

"Ah ah ah!! Help!!! "

Wailing, begging for mercy, mixed voices are heard all over the place.

Su leaned on the gold bottle glass chair with his lips tilted. It seemed that he saw and didn't see the scene with many bones.