Beiyin Great Sage

"Seven Absolute Heaven Slaying Swords!"

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes, squatted down and stroked the sword marks on the corpse, feeling the strong dead air inside:

"Killing Heaven Pavilion, when did a Baiyin appear?"

Even though several hours had passed, the death aura on the corpse was still sharp, like a sword that cut down everything, exuding a shocking edge.

The two black irons standing beside them had mottled sword marks on their arms, and their aura was even weaker because they touched this dead air.

black iron.

You can't even touch a dead body!

This level of sword energy can only be matched by the Heaven Killing Qijue Sword of Killing Heaven Pavilion, and the one who can achieve this level must be a silver master.

"no!"

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Zhengqing gritted his teeth and shook his head:

"The Killing Heaven Pavilion has never produced a strong silver man, unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhou Jia asked.

"A few years ago, a core true biography appeared in the Killing Heaven Pavilion, named Xing Tiancheng, who became a black iron at the age of a weak crown without any external aid." Xiao Zhengqing wiped the tears on his face and said:

"He was hailed by Killing Heaven Pavilion as the most promising person in the past 300 years."

"but……"

"I haven't heard that he has advanced."

"Punishment balance?" Zhou Jia stood up, thoughtfully:

"How's this person's reputation?"

Wind reviews can't represent a person, but they can confirm one or two from the side, just like the thunder ax is bloodthirsty, because it kills so many people.

Even he himself couldn't deny it.

"It is said that Xing Tianliang is cold-tempered, doesn't like to communicate with others, and has no relatives or friends around him, so he often walks alone." Xiao Zhengqing said:

"But people often die around him!"

Having said that, Xiao Zhengqing's eyes flickered, showing a cold expression:

"Since Xing Tiancheng worshiped at the mountain gate, several elders of Killing Heaven Pavilion died one after another. Even his master died without knowing it. Many people suspected that it was related to him."

"In the past few years, almost no one has stayed on the mountain in Killing Heaven Pavilion."

"Really?" Zhou Jia looked up:

"Is there anything else?"

"This..." Xiao Zhengqing thought for a while and said:

"I heard that this person suffered a catastrophe when he was young, and his personality is extremely weird, extreme, irritable, and vengeful, which is why he is very unlikable."

As for the others.

It is difficult for a loner to have much useful information.

"Report!"

At this time, an inner disciple came running from a distance:

"We found a few more bodies over there."

"Go and have a look."

Zhou Jia opened his mouth and waved his hand at the same time, a thick source force emerged, wrapping Li Guxin's body and melting the sword energy on it.

Only after he got in touch with it did he understand why the Heaven Slaughter Qijue Sword is known as the number one killing technique in the Xuantian Union.

Time has passed so long, and with his cultivation base, it will take a certain amount of time to completely wear off the sword energy.

For comparison.

The sword energy of the striker is like fine steel forged with a plumb hammer, while his source power is all quenched iron, far less pure.

But this is normal.

Li Guxin is the best of the second-order silver, even if he is injured, he is no weaker than the Great Joyful Bodhisattva, and he is more proficient in body skills.

How can someone who can kill him be a weak person?

but……

Will it be the young punishment Libra?

He seems to be in his early twenties!

……

Corpses were lying in the mud, some of their hearts were pierced by sword energy, some were split in two, and some of them were separated.

But without exception.

The clothes on his body are very uniform, roughly the same as Li Guxin's with only a slight difference.

"Mermaid!"

"People from the Dili tribe!"

"The people of Fei Mu's world..."

When the hood was lifted, people of different ethnicities came into view, which made Xiao Zhengqing frowned, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Master..., what does it have to do with these people?"

"They are believers who believe in the dark master of Fei Mu's world. They are in charge of all living beings and the world will die forever. They are a group of fanatics, and they regard welcoming the gods to come to the market as their primary task." Zhou Jia said:

"It seems that Senior Li also joined in."

"Impossible!" Xiao Zhengqing's expression changed:

"My master is loyal to the Xuantian Union and will never join other organizations."

"..."

Zhou Jia didn't say anything.

Facts speak louder than words. With Li Guxin's strength, no one can force him to do anything, but this time he appeared with this group of people.

If it doesn't matter, who will believe it?

As for framing, it's really not enough.

"senior."

Not far away, a person trembled and said:

"This person seems to be Baiyin from the Dili tribe... Yeheli!"

"Ok?"

Zhou Jia appeared nearby, lowered his head and looked down. The iconic white-clothed Dili looked a little hideous because of his death.

"It's him."

Not only because of the portrait of this person, but also because of the body of the deceased.

Only the body of a strong Baiyin can withstand several blows from the Heaven Slaughter Qijue sword energy without breaking. There are actually two Baiyins here.

"Take the body back."

Gently wave:

"Report to the sect, and by the way, inform the envoys of the Dili clan, and ask if they know anything."

"Yes!"

"Also..." Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed:

"The joint imperial court issued a notice to arrest Xing Tianliang!"

"Yes!"

……

……

……

Cool breeze.

The Belo people's character of advocating the strong is deeply rooted in their blood, which is also reflected in the architectural style, and they often embed the trophies in eye-catching positions on the walls.

Even the residences are mostly built on high places, where you can overlook everything.

"A troubled autumn!"

The emperor teacher of the Belo tribe, Brown, who is known as the angry king, stood in the embassy pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking towards the capital, with dark eyes.

Behind him is the silver ghost house of the Dili clan.

"What the emperor said is true."

Facing Brown, even though he is also silver, the ghost house has a respectful attitude and performs the junior ceremony:

"The restlessness in the Holy Mountain is becoming more and more frequent. According to Xuantian Union, the ban there is about to be broken, and Zhao Fujia should be about to take the last step."

"The emperor thinks, can he succeed?"

"In the past, I didn't think he had hope." Brown was only 1.6 meters tall, and he looked like a dwarf in front of a ghost house that was more than two meters high.

But the momentum of the two is completely opposite.

Guishe bowed and lowered his head, while Brown raised his chest and raised his head.

He pondered for a while and said:

"Zhao Fujia, there is at least a [-]% hope, otherwise it won't make others so nervous."

"Thirty percent?" Gui She frowned.

Thirty percent doesn't seem like much, but it's actually quite a lot. You must know that many people may not have a thirty percent chance of breaking through the black iron from the mortal level.

Breaking through the shackles of silver, even if it is [-]%, is amazing enough!

"Why?"

He couldn't help but ask:

"Doesn't it mean that if you want to advance to gold, you need all the three treasures of essence, qi, and god to reach the third level, so that there is such a glimmer of hope?"

And the three treasures are all in the third order, which has never existed in ancient times.

even,

Even if one of them has been cultivated to the third level, there are very few of them, and only a few have appeared in the huge Hongzeyu for hundreds of years.

Zhao Fujia has only cultivated his spirit to the third level, and his energy is relatively insufficient.

"It was so." Brown squinted:

"But do you know what that holy mountain used to be?"

"Why?"

"The gods of the workers! The core of the research institute!"

Brown's eyes were gloomy, and he said slowly:

"It is said that the Gongzu tried many times to verify that silver broke through gold, and even...one was completely successful."

"It is also because of this that it has attracted the punishment of God!"

"Therefore, there are many verification data of workers in it, and the exploration of the realm of silver and gold is essential for a person who wants to break through."

"What?" Ghost House was startled:

"Do other ethnic groups know?"

"Of course I know." Brown snorted coldly:

"Why do you think they are so covetous towards Zhao Fujia? One of the reasons is to prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry. They also want the things in the holy mountain!"

"I……"