Chapter 1845

"You've lost your chance to live."

Wang Xiao looked at Qi Shangruan Yu and shook his head regretfully. The comfortable life has eroded Qi Shangruan Yu's Taoist heart.

Qi Shangruan Yu will stop at the later stage of Jindan in his life. There is no danger for Wang Xiao.

But Wang Xiao will not let go of anyone who wants his life, even if this person is no threat to him.

So Qi Shangruan Yu lost the chance to live. In Qi Shangruan Yu's frightened eyes, a sword spirit flew out of Wang Xiao's fingertips and disappeared into Qi Shangruan Yu's eyebrows in an instant.

Knowing the sea, Qi Shangruan Yu's spirit was instantly crushed by the sword, Qi Shangruan Yu's frightened expression was instantly solidified, the whole collapsed to one side, the spirit was strangled by the sword, and Qi Shangruan Yu was dead and could not die again.

After the incident, the onlookers gradually dispersed, while Wang Xiao returned to the wall of Xinyue City, came to Guyue Jinghong, leaned over and pasted it to Guyue Jinghong's ear and said a few words.

The face of Gu Yue Jinghong suddenly became serious, and immediately rushed back to the cold moon family with Wang Xiao.

In the Han Yue clan, Gu Yue Jinghong summoned all the three heads of the clan and the young leaders of the clan to the conference hall.

After the personnel arrived in Qi, Wang Xiao took it out and told the story of meeting the solitary moon thistle in the first generation of the Han Yue nationality.

Of course, it conceals the fact that Gu yuejiu taught the book of God and devil cultivation, as well as the truth of the event 600 years ago. It just says that Gu yuejiu taught Wang Xiao about the inheritance of Gu yuejiu, and the purpose of telling these is to leave the inheritance other than the inheritance of God and devil to the hanyue family.

Outside the Crescent City, Wang Xiao's "Qingqi Sanxuan sword" and the Qingxuan sword Qi contained in Wang Xiao's body are good proof.

In the family, after Wang Xiao performed it again in front of the people, the people were also convinced. They all bowed to Wang Xiao excitedly and regarded Wang Xiao as the "savior" of the hanyue family.

"Sir's aura seems to have recovered. I don't know if I'm sure to lift the imprisonment on the patriarch?"

At this time, the elder Gu Yue Dao Ying asked, referring to what Wang Xiao said before.

"I should be sure!"

Wang smiled and nodded. Now his body was full of aura, and he got the inheritance of solitary moon nine thistle. Originally, he had only two or three layers of assurance, but now he has seven or eight layers of assurance.

Immediately, Wang Xiao pressed his big hand, and a golden force poured into the body of Gu Yue Jinghong.

"Don't resist, let that force swim around."

The majestic golden power poured into the body of Gu Yue Jinghong. Gu Yue Jinghong instinctively wanted to resist, but Wang Xiao's reminder sounded in his ear. He immediately gave up the resistance and let the power swim all over his body.

"Broken!"

After the golden power swam all over the body, Wang Xiao immediately drank. Gu Yue startled Hong and suddenly felt that the shackles buckled on her body had been untied, and her cultivation suddenly jumped from the later stage of condensing pulse to the peak of condensing pulse.

At this time, the blood confinement of Gu Yue Jinghong was completely untied.

Wang Xiao was also a little surprised. If he helped Gu Yue Jinghong break the blood imprisonment with his own cultivation, it would take longer, but the golden power just came from chishenba body.

"It seems that the book of refining body by gods and demons is not only a body refining skill, but also a special power..." Take back the golden power, Wang Xiao said to himself.

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The eastern corner of the northern cold region has a vast territory and occupies the richest place in the northern cold region.

This is the territory of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state, covering the size of dozens of ancient countries. There are pavilions, buildings, palaces and luxury houses everywhere.

There is no lack of incarnate gods and kings stepping in the void, and there are no lack of Taoist friars flying in the wind.

Here, there are many schools of seeking truth and cultivating truth. There are great families of cultivating truth everywhere. Monks are like rain. Almost everyone practices truth. Almost one in ten people is entering the ranks of cultivating truth.

When you step here, you really step into the cultivation world and really enter the cultivation civilization.

The Golden Lion state of Xinjiang, which has been inherited for millions of years, has a long history and rich heritage. It is built according to the five middle grade spiritual veins. Within the territory of Jinshi Xinjiang, the aura is rich, dozens of times that of the ancient country. The rules of heaven and earth are more complete. Compared with the ancient country, it seems to have entered another dimension.

Yuan Ying, the top strongman of the ancient country, was able to come here, but it was no more than the third rate strongman. In Xinjiang, the top strongman was the supreme immortal who stepped into the level of cultivating immortals.

The Golden Lion Xinjiang state has two earth immortals, one is Zhou Xing, the Duke of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state, and the other is Zhao que, the supreme ruler of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state.

The two men represent the royal family of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state and the taizai house of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state. Both are the top forces of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state, and no one dares to provoke them in the northern cold region.

The capital of the golden lion country is as vast as the western border of the ancient country of Xieyang, while the taizai house is located in the east of the capital. One house is the size of Xinyue city.

There is a small house behind the rockery in the deep courtyard of taizai house. In the courtyard, there was a middle-aged man with white temples and silver green official robes. He sat cross legged and closed his eyes. There was a small tripod in front of him. Sandalwood was burning in the tripod, and the faint fragrance filled the whole room with curling green smoke.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked outside the door. A moment later, someone knocked carefully on the door.

"Zhao Yi, why bother my master Qingxiu?"

The man outside the door hasn't said hello yet. The middle-aged man's sidewalk inside the door.

Then the man outside pushed the door and bowed in. When he saw the middle-aged man on the futon, he bowed and said, "return to taizai, I have something to report to you."

Zhao Yi, the chief housekeeper of taizai mansion, is the one who bows in, while the middle-aged man in official clothes on the legs of Futon is Zhao que, the current taizai mansion.

"What's up?"

Zhao que frowned slightly. When he closed the door, he passed Zhao Yi and promised that he had nothing important to do and should not be disturbed.

Today, Zhao que knocked at the door. Did something happen?

"Lord Hui, a few days ago, Zhao Junfeng, the son of the second master, was ordered by the imperial court to go to the western border of the ancient country of Xieyang to hand over tribute to the hanyue family. He was killed by a slave of the head of the hanyue family. It is said that the slave had Yuanying cultivation. The second master asked the master to send the disciples of the house to capture the servant and bring him to the house for questioning, but a letter was just sent back, and the sent disciple was also killed."

Zhao Yi bowed and said cautiously.

"Oh, who sent it?"

The son of the clan younger brother was killed. He was just a boy with low talent. If he was killed, he would be killed. Such trifles should not have disturbed him. Zhao que wanted to scold Zhao Yi, but when he heard the "Han Yue clan" in Zhao Yi's mouth, he became interested and asked.

"It's Chijian Zhenjun."

Zhao Yi replied.

"Oh, the apprentice of Lingjian Shenjun."

"If I remember correctly, the true king of red sword has a top-grade Ruyi magic weapon named 'blood pill tripod'. With this tripod, the true king of red sword can kill friars in the middle of the robbery..." Zhao que narrowed his eyes slightly. "He was killed."

"Do you know the identity of the Cold Moon Clan?"

Zhao que asked again.