Money in the heavens

In front of the Qingdi Ancient Palace, Yan Ruyu slowly stepped forward and came to the middle of the crowd, looking at the geniuses in front of her with a calm expression.

The beautiful face that emerged from the mud but was not stained, and was pure but not demonic, immediately made everyone's breathing quiet. Even some gray-haired elders were attracted by Yan Ruyu's unparalleled appearance.

As for the younger generation like Saint Son Daoyi and Saint Son Zifu, it is even more difficult to control themselves.

On the contrary, Yaoguang Holy Son, Ji Haoyue, Jiang Yifei and a group of female geniuses withstood Yan Ruyu's peerless beauty without making a fool of themselves.

The holy masters and family heads of Daoyi Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land and other forces showed ugly looks on their faces. Yan Ruyu had not yet shown her strength, but just by showing her own face, she made her own holy son so miserable. Could it be that he was a waste?

Moreover, Holy Son Yaoguang, Ji Haoyue and Jiang Yifei were not affected by beauty. They were obviously firm in their Taoism and had widened the gap with their own Holy Son.

However, Holy Son Yaoguang was not paying attention to Yan Ruyu at this time, but to Jiang Yifei who was standing in the Jiang family's camp.

He had heard of Jiang Yifei's name as early as in the past. This person was not only valued by the elders of the Jiang family, but when he was selected as a chess piece by the ruthless people, he used the power of the Jiang family to directly overturn the chessboard and take away many pieces of the chessboard. The Art of Destroying Heaven······

Of course, these are not what concern Yaoguang Holy Son the most. What he is concerned about is because Jiang Yifei has the same face as Emperor Hengyu, which has to make Yaoguang Holy Son doubt Jiang Yifei's identity.

If they hadn't found out that Jiang Yifei's parents were powerful men from the previous generation, they would have suspected that Jiang Yifei was the son of Emperor Hengyu.

Feeling the fearful gaze of Holy Son Yaoguang, Jiang Yifei looked over, then smiled slightly, as if nothing happened.

The eyes of Yaoguang Holy Son and Jiang Yifei met, and naturally they were noticed by Ji Haoyue and Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu's expression was calm, but Ji Haoyue's face was a little gloomy. The two of them, Yaoguang Holy Son and Jiang Yifei, obviously did not take this Eastern Wasteland Divine Body in their eyes.

"Fairy Yan, I am Li Tiancheng, a disciple of the Palace of Disillusionment, here to learn Fairy Yan's clever tricks!"

At this moment, a young man suddenly jumped out from the direction of the Palace of Disillusionment, stared at Yan Ruyu with burning eyes and said.

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly, and the way Li Tiancheng looked at her made her very unhappy.

With a green light flashing in his eyes, Yan Ruyu looked at Li Tiancheng.

This action immediately made Li Tiancheng happy, and he seemed to feel that he had attracted the other party's attention.

However, just as a smile appeared at the corner of Li Tiancheng's mouth, an invisible spiritual power fell on Li Tiancheng's eyebrows. The vast and powerful spiritual power directly suppressed Li Tiancheng and passed out, with a smile at the corner of his mouth. fell down.

The Master of the Palace of Disillusionment, who was standing there wanting to see the performance of his heir, suddenly froze, and then waved his sleeves with a gloomy expression to call Li Tiancheng back, sighing in his heart:

"The Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, is this the foundation of the Great Emperor's inheritance?"

My heart became more eager for the emperor-level scriptures, and I couldn't help but think of what the mysterious man who sneaked into the palace said before.

That's right, what Yan Ruyu just used was to kill people invisible and specialize in the Nine Slashes of the Demon Emperor. With Li Tiancheng's strength, if he hadn't been deceived by the magic weapon between his eyebrows to defend against spiritual attacks, Li Tiancheng would have been more than just unconscious. Que used to be so simple.

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of Saint Dao Yi. It was obvious that Li Tiancheng looked down upon Li Tiancheng's stupid performance. He flew forward and said:

"The Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land, come to learn the methods of Qingdi's lineage!"

At this time, his mind has recovered, and he can remain calm even when faced with Yan Ruyu's extraordinary appearance. From this, it can be seen that the younger generation of Donghuang still has something.

Yan Ruyu did not answer, but took action directly, raising an illusory green lotus formed by divine power with her right hand, slowly blooming, and then pressed down towards Holy Son Daoyi.

The green lotus shadow carries the meaning of suppression. The green light shines on Holy Son Dao Yi, and an invisible force of restraint falls on Holy Son Dao Yi, as if to lock and suppress him in place.

"snort!"

Holy Son Daoyi snorted coldly, and the divine power bloomed all over his body, and the aura of the Four Extremes Secret Realm bloomed without reservation, shaking away the blue lotus shadow that shrouded his head.

At the same time, a chaotic-colored gourd flew out of the body of Saint Son Daoyi, with a mysterious aura on it. It was not like a magic weapon from the Four Extremes Secret Realm at all.

It's just that the gourd looks extremely broken, but the power it exerts is equal to that of Daoyi Holy Son. This is why no one stopped him after he used this gourd.

Yan Jing's eyes flashed when he saw this. He knew that the gourd belonging to Holy Son Daoyi was the legendary treasure, the precious gourd as famous as the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book - the "Immortal Killing Gourd".

He frowned slightly, thinking about how to get this immortal-killing gourd.

Others don't know what kind of treasure this gourd is. Doesn't he know that it is a broken imperial weapon passed down from ancient times?

If the gourd could be repaired, wouldn't the Shang Building have another imperial weapon?

In the field, Yan Ruyu saw Holy Son Dao Yi taking out a magic weapon. She also made a move with her right hand, and a blue lotus flew out from Yan Ruyu's sea of ​​suffering, and faced the broken gourd of Holy Son Dao Yi.

"What kind of gourd is this? It can actually compete with or even have the upper hand with the magic weapon refined by the Qing Emperor's descendants?"

Some people in the field also saw the extraordinaryness of the broken gourd, but because it was a broken treasure and was obtained by chance by the Son of Daoyi, no one paid attention to it anymore.

After all, the face of the Lord of Daoyi was already very ugly at this time. If he continued to pay attention, it would be very troublesome for the Lord of Daoyi to misunderstand that he wanted to kill people and steal treasures.

After everyone restrained their gazes, the expression of the Lord of Daoyi eased a little. Obviously, he just wanted to warn others not to think about his son.

The fight between the Son of Daoyi and Yan Ruyu became more and more intense. Although there was no bloody fistfight, the Son of Daoyi and Yan Ruyu were showing all kinds of magical powers and Taoism, which made them look like immortals.

"The Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, Destroy the Line!"

Yan Ruyu took advantage of the moment when the Son of Daoyi showed a flaw and shouted in a low voice.

He performed the forbidden chapter in the Qing Emperor's scripture, the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes.

The invisible power of the Yuanshen rushed directly to the forehead of the Saint Daoyi, as if he would not stop until he killed him.

Faced with such a crisis, the Saint Daoyi's expression changed slightly, and he raised the gourd in his hand to block his forehead, and just at the critical moment, he resisted Yan Ruyu's explosion.

However, even so, a drop of bright red blood dripped from the forehead of the Saint Daoyi, and it was obvious that he was still seriously injured just now.

Yan Ruyu said calmly:

"Saint Daoyi, you lost!"

Saint Daoyi's hair was disheveled, and he roared to the sky and left the place directly, flying away.

Obviously, he was a little difficult to accept the defeat to Yan Ruyu just now. He claimed that he had the qualifications to prove the Tao, and he had the opportunity to prove the Tao in the era when the suppression of the Qingdi Avenue dissipated, but he never thought that he would lose to Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu looked calm as she sat cross-legged beside Yan Jing to recover. However, some people in the crowd of Yaoguang Holy Land looked at the direction where Saint Daoyi left with strange eyes...