The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

The conflict between the Undead Tribe and the Hall of Discussion became more and more serious, and the two forces were fighting fiercely. However, the Jiujue Hall, which had been drifting away from the turmoil, did not survive much.

If it is said that the confidant of the Hall of Discussion is the eldest Sun Xian, then the disaster of the Hall of Jiujue is called Shen Yu.

"I just don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

"Shen Yu, I don't care who you are, the Nine Jue Palaces are originally one. Although our Nine Palaces have many conflicts, they are also consistent with the outside world." Kuang Ming's face was quite cold, and the table in front of him was slapped loudly.

On the other side of the table, Shen Yu was sitting on the seat of the palace master, and beside her was Shen Jue.

As for Gu Ming, his whole body was hidden in the shadow behind him, not even showing his whole body.

"The twelve families of the Hall of Discussion are deeply rooted. If the Jiujue Hall is missing one hall, they will not be able to compete with it. The Holy Son has really thought about it carefully?" Ye Zikun stared at Shen Jue with a faint light.

Shen Jue looked away coldly and didn't answer.

Shen Yu stroked the table lightly with her hands, and there was a hint of pink on her slender fingers.

"You can live forever, but I can't."

"Xuan Cang Hall is one of the Nine Absolute Halls on the surface, but how much power can it actually have?"

"The black market, the meeting hall, the undead tribe, and countless mysterious races, but my Xuancang Hall, one of the nine unique halls, is not enough."

Shen Yu raised her eyes, and the power in her hands turned the table in front of her into powder.

That pair of eyes full of desire and ambition caused shockwaves among all present.

She is just a junior who is less than two hundred years old.

Kuang Ming looked away and sneered, "You still have to have self-knowledge."

Gu Ming had such a big event, none of them dared to spread it out, it was because every faction had Taixu Realm in charge, if they knew that the Xuancang Palace had no Taixu Realm, they might plot against them.

It's good now, people haven't found out, so I have to send it up first.

The other halls of Jiujue Hall can be reminiscent of past friendships, and those in the Hall of Discussion are all cannibals, not to mention the black market and Changsun Xian.

Shen Yu got up, and the fragrance on her body became stronger and stronger as she walked.

"Great Elder, if you are so excited, you must die and refuse to obey?"

Gu Ming in the shadows suddenly moved and opened both doors of the main hall.

All the disciples of Xuancang Hall were summoned at some point, standing outside in a row, looking into the hall at this moment.

Kuang Ming's expression was extremely ugly, and he didn't even look at Shen Yu, obviously he would not agree to the proposal to swallow Qingyun Palace no matter what.

Ye Zikun's eyes kept falling on the woman's movements. Anticipating something, she stretched out her hand in panic to pull Kuang Ming.

Of course, everything is too late.

The soul power in Shen Yu's body strangled Kuang Ming tightly, the old man's face turned blue, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he couldn't speak a word.

The terrifying coercion overwhelmingly suppressed the remaining nine elders and made them unable to move.

The soft and moist scent of blood became bitingly cold, and the toxin inside melted into the flesh and blood bit by bit, pulling the nerves.

Nine pairs of red eyes stared at the woman in the hall.

Shen Yu sucked Kuang Ming's soul power into her body without any scruples, and for a moment, the imprisoned figure was old and frightening.

There is a bit of pink in the black air, the woman's face is like a peach blossom, and there is an old corpse with only skin and bones in her hand.

Damn!

Soaring anger!

Ye Zikun's pupils dilated, staring blankly at Shen Yu, not only him, except for Shen Jue and the unconscious Gu Ming, even the disciples outside the hall were frightened.

This woman turned out to be a dead body.

Even Chang Sun Xian didn't die, how many people did she kill?

There was only panting in the hall.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Shen Yu said apologetically, "Sorry for scaring you, but the elders don't have to worry about my safety."

Saying that, Shen Yu casually threw the body on the ground, took the handkerchief Shen Jue handed over and wiped her hands, as if it had been stained with something dirty.

Then he took out the Six Scenery Pure Bamboo, and absorbed the dead energy and the accumulated hostile energy together.

"You... Now that the Xuan Cang Palace is in your hands, and the old ones of us are no threat to you, why do you humiliate him in this way?"

"If you want Qingyun Palace, we will fight for you."

Ke Gang stared at Kuang Ming's body, a little sad.

The ten of them have known each other for nearly 800 years. Although Kuang Ming has a violent temper, he is extremely loyal, but now he is trampled here under their noses.

When the woman heard these words, not only did she have no sympathy, but she showed full ridicule, which almost pierced everyone's soul.

"The Third Elder really values ​​love and righteousness, Shen Yu really admires it, and now there is a good way to make the Third Elder fulfill his wish."

Shen Yu walked to the center of the hall, turned his back to the elder, and faced the outside of the hall, dragged a disciple and threw him into the hall.

The disciple's face was pale and his eyes wandered.

With a delicate smile on her face, Shen Yu said softly: "Come, please ask the Third Elder to be buried for the First Elder."

The disciple was taken aback for a moment, then knelt on the ground uncontrollably, spit out words intermittently: "Please... Please ask the third elder to be buried for the first elder."

The disciple clenched his teeth tightly but still made the sound of teeth chattering, his lips were bloodless, and his whole body was trembling.

"Speak up, the third elder is too old to hear clearly."

The disciple shouted out as if accepting his fate: "Please ask the Third Elder to be buried for the First Elder."

Shen Yu nodded in satisfaction, then turned her head slightly to look outside the hall.

The disciples outside the door trembled intimidated by her tone of voice and weird expression, and quickly knelt down on the ground, afraid of being late.

They said in unison: "Please ask the Third Elder to be buried for the First Elder—"

Ke Gang's face was extremely stiff.

The other elders were also provoked to stand up by Shen Yu's series of actions.

Shen Yu turned her head and saw that he was not moving, her voice suddenly became piercing and sinister: "Say it again."

The body of the disciples outside the hall leaned even lower, almost touching the ground, closed their eyes and shouted desperately: "Please ask the third elder to be buried for the first elder—"

A thunderous sound resounded throughout the entire Xuancang Palace, and the lingering sound lingered in my ears.

Ke Gang didn't know whether it was anger or fear, his whole body trembled, he pointed at Shen Yu who was smiling and couldn't say a word for a while.

The other elders watched helplessly as he walked up to Kuang Ming, and when someone wanted to speak, Ye Zikun held him down.

When he raised his hand, his soul power suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, a figure flashed past.

The soul power in Ke Gang's hand disappeared, and was sucked into Shen Yu's body instead.

The familiar scene was staged again.

Shen Yu threw the two corpses together, smiling proudly and flamboyantly.

Only then did Shen Jue speak out: "I am grateful to the third elder who has worked for the Xuancang Palace for many years, and was buried in the ancestral land of the Xuancang Palace with the First Elder."

Ye Zikun lowered his hands weakly, and could only remain silent amidst the acknowledgments.

The happiest of all is the Blood Curse Clan, Qingyun Palace, and Gu Jun, which is the purpose of their trip.

The young priest just wanted to avenge the high priest, and it would not be a pity for someone like Gu Jun to do anything to seize the treasure.

Shen Yu gave enough fear and intimidation, and then planned the next step.

Shen Jue directed his disciples to carry the corpse to the ancestral land.

The elders returned to the elder hall numbly. Without Kuang Ming, they seemed much quieter. Xu Shi had just wandered around the edge of life and death. No one spoke, and they all sat in their seats in a daze.

In the past they were reluctant to leave Xuancang Palace, but now they cannot leave Xuancang Palace.