I have a hundred thousand times talent

His words were full of hope. After years of suffering, he did not know how long he had been looking forward to this day.

Fenglei Sansheng's heart is like a mirror, but he still pretended to know the expression, and exclaimed: "There is such a thing? This brat is simply reckless..."

"Young Master Liang, don't worry, the old man will order a thorough investigation of this matter, and he will definitely give you an explanation as soon as possible! However, it has been ten years since this matter, so it will take some time..."

The three sages of Fenglei were still trying to stall for time, but how could the four sages of the Qin clan in front of them give them such a chance.

"Mr. Liang, if it's convenient, can you open your sea of ​​consciousness and let me discern the soul aura of your sister in your memory. If she is still in this Fenglei sect, you will know it in a moment!"

Among the four saints, Qin Yue is the only woman, dignified, elegant, gentle and beautiful.

She opened her mouth slowly, but the complexion of the Three Saints of Fenglei changed slightly.

"Dare to ask you, but Jiang Tianyuebai and the four saints?" Fengleizong asked in vain with his eyes slightly narrowed.

The four sages of the Qin clan are well-known in the heavens, but their appearance is unknown, so they have only heard of their names.

It's just that at this moment, as soon as Qin Yue said these words, they suddenly felt terrified and had some guesses.

Hearing the words, the Four Sages glanced at them, ignored them, and still looked at Liang Qiu.

When Liang Qiu heard this, he was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "It's convenient, of course it's convenient."

Seeing this, Qin Yue nodded, stepped forward, and pointed a piece of green onion jade on the center of Liang Qiu's eyebrows.

Soon, he found information about his sister Liang Zhu from his sea of ​​consciousness memory.

Not long after, Qin Yue took a step back, forming seals in her hands, like pupils, before her eyes.

The divine light in her beautiful eyes was shining brightly, covering most of the Fenglei Sect in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, his movements froze, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I found it!"

……

"Father, why are you looking for me here?" Murong Bai hurried over from the hall, looked at the head of the Fenglei Sect who was sitting on the head seat of the hall, and asked aloud

As soon as Murong Jian saw his son, he got up immediately, and asked with a serious face, "Why did you come? Quick, go hide in the secret room!"

While speaking, a mysterious light flickered when he raised his hand, and a square dark grid appeared on the ground in the center of the hall, and there was an invisible staircase underneath.

Seeing this, Murong Bai couldn't help frowning: "What happened? Why did you hide?"

"Don't ask so many questions, go down first, and I'll explain to you later!" Murong Jian said anxiously.

Hearing this, Murong Bai had no choice but to go along with it and step into the secret passage.

Murong Jian followed closely behind, stepped in, and the secret compartment was closed abruptly.

The two were walking in the secret passage, Murong Jian began to tell his son the reason for this incident, Murong Bai was dumbfounded.

"You mean, that bitch's younger brother, who became the personal guard of the Immortal Qin Clan God Son, came to seek revenge from me?" He figured out the key point and asked with a frown.

"That's right! However, a mere bodyguard is not enough to make the Qin clan go to war so violently, so revenge for him should be incidental, and more likely, the Qin clan wants to attack my Fenglei sect!" Murong Jian said in a deep voice.

"Why is this? Could it be... what kind of information did the Qin Clan have?" As the next person vigorously trained by Fenglei Sect, Murong Bai is not stupid in his cultivation, although he is not very hardworking.

Many things that Murong Jian and the Three Great Empresses did were not hidden from him, so he could easily guess some clues.

"The specific situation is unknown, but we still need to plan ahead!" Murong Jian shook his head and said, "This time, Liang Qiu brought the four sages of the Qin clan here, probably for his own sister...that is, the woman locked in the courtyard by you." !"

"If you are hit by him, any one of the four sages will attack you, you will definitely die!" What Murong Bai did in normal times, as a father, he is very clear.

Therefore, he also understood very well that if Liang Qiu saw his sister's miserable state, he probably couldn't control the anger in his heart.

They dare not bet!

Murong Bai nodded slowly when he heard the strings, then suddenly remembered something, and said in shock: "The chain wrapped around that bastard's neck has the imprint of my divine power! With the power of a saint, it is not difficult to follow the vines and find my location !"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Jian's complexion changed, he pondered for a while, and said: "Go quickly and bring that woman to this secret room, I will go in first and open the formation that prevents the detection of divine sense!"

"Okay!" Murong Bai nodded, turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, Murong Jian disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the secret path.

Murong Bai returned to his yard as quickly as possible, and saw that miserable woman at a glance.

A gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I never thought that your good-for-nothing younger brother would get on the thigh of the Immortal Qin Clan, forcing me to hide in Tibet!"

Snapped!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he waved his whip, intending to vent his anger before leading him to the secret room.

The woman curled up in the corner didn't seem to hear what he said, but saw him holding a long whip, a look of panic and fear flashed in his eyes, and retreated hastily.

"My young master was soft-hearted for a moment, and I left you a dog's life, but I didn't expect to leave a disaster for myself!" He was so angry that he raised his hand and threw out a whip.

Chapter 2: The power of filth, hidden magical powers

The fierce wind whizzed past, and the void seemed to be torn apart.

The woman was terrified.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the whip was grabbed, and a familiar figure appeared in front of Murong Bai's eyes.

"You are courting death!"

In the courtyard, a tall figure surrounded by black aura was like an ancient demon god, full of murderous intent, holding an arm that was crushed to pieces like slime in his hand.

At his feet, Murong Bai's face was pale, and cold sweat fell like rain, obviously suffering from uncontrollable pain.

The mere pain of breaking a wall is not a difficult matter for Wu Zun, but once the black turbidity wrapped around this person in front of him invades his body, it will be an extremely tragic torture.

It was a filthy force that could erode his origin - foul air!

It is rumored that when the world was not opened, there was chaos, and there were two qi entangled with each other, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Clear Qi governs birth, transformation, and sublimation!

The turbid air is dead, the master is silent, and the master is fallen!

For all living beings in the world, what they cultivate and realize is all transformed by Qing Qi.

Mountains, rivers, sun, moon, rivers, lakes, and seas all evolved from pure energy. The monks comprehended the mysteries of it and obtained the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

But the turbid qi is different, this is a force that is completely opposite to the clear qi.

Once the living are contaminated, they will instantly turn into dry bones!

The aura, divine power, and even the power of law in the world will be polluted and corroded by the turbid air.

This is a power that is almost impossible to be controlled by the living...

However, the uncanny workmanship of the avenue is so miraculous.

A long time ago, on the boundless land, there was a boundless giant walking.

His divine power is invincible, he can pluck stars with his hands, he can shatter mountains and rivers with his feet, it is difficult to get up in the cycle of life and death, and karma does not touch his life. Wherever he passes, gods bow their heads and demons recede. He can be called a taboo figure.

The turbid qi that everyone fears like a tiger, in his opinion, is a nourishing thing that cleanses the body and strengthens the source.

It is revered as the God of War in the Great Wilderness, and its unparalleled physique is called the Holy Body of the Great Wilderness.

How the Great Desolation God of War disappeared is unknown, and no one in the world knows that in a deep mountain and old forest where no one has set foot all year round, there is actually a stunning divine fruit that can reproduce the Great Desolation Holy Body.

Perhaps it was because of his congenital inadequacy that Liang Qiu obtained the Great Desolation Eucharist, which was far from being invincible as in the long-standing legend.

It is even difficult to do normal confrontation with the enemy.

The speed at which his physical body grew could not keep up with the speed at which the turbid air eroded!

Once the mind is lost, the terrifying turbidity will swallow his body... He knows this very well, so over the years, he has consciously cultivated his own character and xinxing.

Not angry, not emotional, clear mind, peaceful...

All in order to be able to live, to live longer!

But today, I saw my sister who treated me like a mother when I was a child, and was chained here like a beast by the people in front of me.

Language scolding, long whip whipping!

How can he bear it?

Under the rage, the divine power that had not been used for many years poured out, and instantly annihilated Murong Bai's arm, which was higher than him.

The terrifying black turbidity continuously invaded his body, eroding his divine power, laws, and ideas...

The corner of Murong Bai's mouth twitched, his whole body was stiff, and faint black lines appeared on his skin.

In the pupil, the deep black breath danced like a flame...

Seems to be dying.

Behind them, the four sages of the Qin clan looked shocked.

The horror of the turbid air made them all take a few steps back and keep their distance.

They saw with their own eyes that Liang Qiu crushed Murong Bai, who was in the Wuzun realm, to this point with his gestures, and they were in a daze: "This boy, what a strange strength!"

Can't help but sigh Qin Yu's poisonous vision, the guards he chose, each one is a shocking pearl hidden in the misty world of mortals.

However, Liang Qiu's condition is not much better than Murong Bai's.

The turbid air eroded Murong Bai only incidentally, and its most fundamental purpose was Liang Qiu's physical body after all.

At this moment, his whole body was filled with black energy, and the black and red colors in his eyes flickered endlessly.

His long hair fluttered, and his originally handsome and handsome face was now covered with black lines, and he looked like a madman. At first glance, he looked like an ancient demon god.

"No, this black air is too domineering and invulnerable to everything. Although its physical body is strong, it can only delay the time of turning into dry bones!" Qin Jiang narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"Even if I wait, I can only forcefully suppress it with my cultivation base. The effect of the holy power seems to be completely useless!"

"This black air is full of the meaning of death and silence, which is completely opposite to the vigorous vitality of the holy power..."

"If it goes on like this, within a moment, he will turn into a dry bone!"

Four Saints frowned more and more, not knowing what to do for a moment.

But at this moment, a hazy blue light flashed out from Liang Qiu's arms.

hum!

As soon as the blue light appeared, bursts of majestic heavenly sounds immediately rang out in the sky like bells in the morning and drums in the evening.

The sound came to everyone's ears, and they all felt light, the Lingtai was unusually clear, and the world in their eyes was a little clearer than before.

The sound waves spread out like water ripples, splashing on Liang Qiu's body.

Immediately, like a karmic fire meeting a pouring rain, the majestic and dense turbid air was shaken endlessly by the sound waves, as if it was about to dissipate in the next moment.

At this time, the Four Sages came to their senses, and looked at the jade slip that shone with blue light in surprise: "This is... the letter of war written by the Son of God himself?"

"Son of God is really good at predicting things like a god, and he actually hid a magical power in this battle letter in advance!" Qin Yue's eyebrows brightened, and she couldn't help admiring.

"Son of God is really powerful. This black energy is so weird. We are helpless right in front of our eyes. He is far away in Chixiao Dao, but he can predict it in advance and resolve it!"

"Look, the black energy has dissipated...the effect is so fast, this supernatural power... this old man can't understand!"

……

Chixiao Daoyu, Ligong.

Qin Yu stood on the ring, the wind was calm and the clouds were calm.

Qin Yu was about to speak, when suddenly he frowned, looked towards the sky, and chuckled lightly.

I didn't expect that the backhand I left just in case would actually come in handy!

Murong Bai is a cruel and cruel person, Liang Qiu's sister was favored by him because of her beauty, which caused her family to be wiped out.

Thinking about how many years she has been taken away, even if she does not die, it is difficult to have a good end.

Liang Qiu has not entered the world for many years, his heart is pure, and his emotions and anger are obvious. No matter what situation Liang Zhu is in, he will fly into a rage.

Unfortunately, his physique is such that he can't get angry. If the turbid qi gets out of control, there is only one way to die.

Therefore, when he wrote the letter of war, he left a magic power hidden in it.

The supernatural power is named Yiqi Hunyuan, which imitates the supernatural power created by the supreme power that divided the chaos of heaven and earth when the world was not yet opened.

When this supernatural power was created, its original intention was pure destruction. Starting from the source, it directly cut off the law structure and the accumulation of divine power in the monk's body.

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