Chapter 1793: Sit back and enjoy

Huh!

It's a pity that Tan Qigong's warning sound was quick, but it was still too late. In the next moment, many elders could only hear a soft sound. The elder of the imperial palace who pushed the door was already stiff. .

A bloodbath will emerge from the back of this person, his eyes are full of unwillingness, and there seems to be a trace of resentment and a trace of regret.

Perhaps when the elder of the imperial palace was dying, he felt a bit of complaint against the elder who let his head lead the way. Now he is really a ghost.

However, in such a dark place as the imperial palace, there is a boss like Tan Qigong, it is reasonable to fate at this moment, but in this way, the imperial palace is undoubtedly missing another elder.

boom!

The sound of the imperial elder losing his life and falling to the ground seemed to hit the mind of every imperial elder.

Especially the elder who was one step behind and escaped by chance, his face was earthy, and he took a few steps in a panic, and then he was very relieved.

Tan Qigong's complexion is naturally not very good-looking. He can sense that the arrow that shot through the chest of the elder of the imperial palace just now was a featherless arrow, but at the speed, even if he was on the scene, he might not be able to. Avoid it.

Because the speed was so fast, even as if just heard the sound of breaking wind, the arrow tip had already submerged into the chest of the elder of the imperial palace, which was really hard to guard against.

"What is it, it's just a spiritual temple for the dead, and it won't eat people!"

However, Tan Qigong would not show his fear at this time. Seeing that the elder of the imperial palace crawled and withdrew ten feet away, he couldn't help but yelled, making all the elders feel full of fear.

The dead man’s spirit hall really doesn’t eat people, but it can kill people. A magnificent elder in the late stage of the Heavenly-Through Stage died under a flying arrow inexplicably. Who wouldn’t be panicked?

Tan Qigong naturally knew that in the face of the facts, no matter how much he said, it was useless, and he had the lessons learned from the elders of the dead imperial palace, even if he forced orders, no one would dare to push the door.

The superintendent of this Murong City imperial palace still had a bit of mind. Under his forced order, these elders might not dare to disobey, but from then on, I am afraid they will be distracted from him.

This clearly knows that he has to go to death by himself. Doesn't he take the life of his subordinates too seriously? Tan Qigong, who focuses on cultivating his confidant, is not too difficult for him at this time.

"Fang Mai Ling!"

I have to say that this sir is still very savvy. After hearing him scream, all the elders of the imperial palace, including Ruan Buwei, are all bright, and at the same time there is a hint of grievance.

The reason for these imperial palace elders' grievances is because they are secretive, so sir, why don't you tell me such a good way earlier, or the elder won't die miserably.

In fact, Tan Qigong also thought of a temporary method. The veins are all under the control of the master, and the veins refined by some cultivators are extremely powerful, even if there are any institutions in the spiritual hall, at least for the elders of the imperial palace. There is no threat to his life.

Whoosh!

While Tan Qigong's eyes turned, one of the elders stretched out his right hand, and then a giant figure appeared, which at first glance was a powerful and powerful body.

"go with!"

Hearing the elder of the imperial palace whispered out, the huge veins sprang out in the air. It has lost its intelligence, but it won’t come to see if it’s dangerous, it will only act according to its owner’s wishes, even if The front is a sea of ​​swordsmanship.

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

That vein spirit took over from the previous elder and began to push the gate of the temple, and at the same time, the sound of breaking the wind sounded one after another. In just a moment, the huge vein spirit was shot in all kinds of holes and could not die again. Up.

"carry on!"

But when Tan Qigong saw that the gate of the temple had been pushed a few inches away, he didn't feel any pity, and shouted again, so that the master of the veins had no time to heartache, so he sacrificed another behemoth.

It seems that the elder of the imperial palace himself is good at the cultivation of physical power, and the veins sacrificed at this moment are all huge things, but he knows that even if his veins can really open the palace door, I am afraid it will The loss is exhausted.

Fortunately, the powerhouse in the late stage of the Heaven-Through-Sky Realm could already refine several vein spirits. After four vein spirits were shot to death by Featherless Arrow, the gate of the Spirit Palace belonging to Murong Huchen was finally opened.

Moreover, after the gate of the palace was opened, there was no longer the kind of tyrannical arrow shot in this hall, which made Tan Qigong startled and delighted, and he didn't bother with the extremely heartbroken elder of the imperial palace.

The elder of the imperial palace had lost a full four of his veins, and only then did he push the gate of the palace open. He wanted to make up his own veins, but it was not so easy.

What's more, those pulse spirits were carefully selected by the elder. He lost as many as four at one time, and his heart was dripping blood. I only hope that the master can give himself some compensation after finding the treasure in this spirit hall.

Speaking of opening this Murong Huchen's spirit hall this time, the imperial palace really suffered a heavy loss, and there were only four vein spirits, but the elders in the later stage of the Tongtian realm were dead and one less.

Speaking of the fact that the simple arrow can have such power without a feather, it really shocked Tan Qigong, so even if the gate of the palace was opened, he didn't make much movement for a while, for fear that there would be any danger.

"First, let Zhimai Ling go in and see!"

After a while, Tan Qigong repeated his old tricks and snorted to the bitter-faced elder, making the latter a little bit angry. There are other elders in this imperial palace. Why are you pointing to my veins? What?

However, Tan Qigong's icy gaze was stared at. The elder of the imperial palace didn't dare to neglect too much. He could only sacrifice one of his own power veins and approached the temple door carefully.

"I hope this treasure in the Murong Huchen Spiritual Palace will not let me down!"

Seeing that vein spirit approaching the door of the spirit hall lightly and lightly, a gleam of light flashed in Tan Qigong's eyes. This was the hall door opened by the elder of the imperial palace. He will explode on the spot.

"Huh? All right?"

When Tan Qigong's mind was turning, the huge vein spirit had already stepped into the spirit hall, and this time there was no accident, so that all the people in the imperial palace were surprised.

I originally thought that the gate of the Murong Tiger's Spirit Hall was so dangerous, and the hall was full of organs. I didn't expect this hall to be just a difficult one. No one in the hall expected to be so dangerous.

Whoosh!

However, when Tan Qigong's face was pleasantly surprised, he was about to follow the spirit into the hall, but suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind beside him, which shocked his heart, thinking that something happened again.

The frightened Tan Qigong quickly turned his head, and from this look, his lungs almost exploded, because he saw a familiar figure in rough clothes passing by, and even entered the hall before him. Among.

"It's that nasty little bastard!"

With just such a glance, Tan Qigong knew that it was definitely not any of the elders in the imperial palace, and these elders did not have such courage. The familiar figure from the back was surprisingly the crudely clothed kid who poisoned Yue Qizhai outside.

Tan Qigong's anger is really no small thing. He, who had been unwelcome to the young man, was unexpectedly boarded by the oriole behind him. How could this make him swallow this breath?

"Come in! Give me all of them! I must smash that kid into pieces!"

Tan Qigong, who was furious, only felt that his anger could not be expressed. He was trapped in his chest as if he was about to explode, and he heard a loud shout, until he thought that there might be no other exit from the hall. Just calmed down a bit of anger.

The boy was so slippery before that Tan Qigong could not catch up with him. Now that he entered the hall on his own, he was throwing himself into the trap. This time, he made up his mind to catch turtles in the urn.

"Roar!"

When Tan Qigong's violent shout fell, a demon roar suddenly appeared in the hall. It turned out that it was the elder who sacrificed the vein spirit just now. It seemed that he had sensed the anger of the master, and immediately let his vein spirit He shot the rough-clothed boy.

boom!

However, in the next moment, everyone heard a loud noise coming from the hall, followed by a black shadow flying upside down, but who was not the elder's vein?

It's just that at this moment, the vein spirit has no aura. When it finally slammed on the ground and could no longer move, the elders of many imperial palaces couldn't help but look at each other.

Obviously it was just one round, and the huge veins that had reached the high level of the sky were killed by a single blow by the young man in the hall. Such a method was simply terrifying.

The Mai Ling master was furious at first, and then there was a look of fear on his face. Thinking of the scene where the young man killed Yue Qizhai on the shore of Yingrong Lake, he suddenly became a little hesitant.

The other great elders seemed to be shocked by the death of the vein spirit. They asked themselves that their strength might not be as good as Yue Qizhai. If they entered the hall rashly, they might end up like that vein spirit.

"A bunch of timid guys!"

Seeing the appearance of many elders cowering, Tan Qigong was really furious, but he did not say this curse. In fact, he already knows now that the elders of these imperial offices alone may not be able to deal with it. Kid's.

Fortunately, Tan Qigong himself was a half-step holy-level powerhouse, but he didn't have so many scruples. After a moment of indulging, a powerful pulse appeared from his body, and he rushed into the Spirit Palace first.

When the many elders of the imperial palace saw this, they finally suppressed the fear in their hearts and hurried to keep up with them, with the Lord Sorsi standing in front of them, as if their fear of the rough-clothed young man had faded somewhat.

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