Fantasy: Me! Start To Create Tianji Pavilion!

The terrifying coercion fell on the old man, crushing him to the ground.

Under this coercion, the skin of his whole body began to crack, and the blood continued to ooze out as if money were not needed, and the soul was about to break apart.

Such severe pain made him want to scream, but now he can't even open his mouth.

His eyes are full of fear.

If Su Yu wanted to kill him, it was just a thought!

"Ok... so strong!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding cultivators were all excited.

Su Yu didn't even show up, only a few words made it impossible for a powerhouse at the Supreme Realm level to stand up.

On the chariot, Bei Chenchuan saw this scene, his sword eyebrows clustered slightly.

This Tianji Pavilion Pavilion Master is much stronger and more powerful than he thought.

"Junior Beichenchuan, the representative of the Imperial Mansion, pays respects to the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion."

Thinking of this, Bei Chenchuan walked out of the car and bowed to the Tianji Pavilion.

"Beichenchuan bowed his head!"

"Pavilion Master Su is still Pavilion Master Su, and even without showing up, let the emissary of this man's palace lower his posture!"

"This Beichenchuan also knows the current affairs. First, the fall of Prince Gong and the hands of Tianji Pavilion, and now they are beaten up again, they are not angry!"

"Then he should dare to be angry, even the Supreme Realm was slapped to death by Pavilion Master Su, not to mention that he is a Sage King!"

A group of Eastern Wasteland cultivators are happy to talk.

And while they were discussing, Su Yu's faint voice also rang again.

"Enter the pavilion!"

When the words were over, the coercion that suppressed the old man also disappeared in an instant.

Bei Chenchuan glanced at the old man and said, "You are waiting here."

Immediately, he stepped out and entered the Tianji Pavilion.

Entering the pavilion, the strong and suffocating Heavenly Dao coercion pounced on his face, making Beichenchuan's heart tremble.

He looked around, and finally fell on the peerless young man sitting at the tea table in the middle of the Great Hall.

"Your Excellency is Pavilion Master Su!"

Beichenchuan slightly cupped hands.

Su Yu glanced at Beichenchuan, smiled and said: "You are a guest from afar, don't be restrained, sit as you please."

【Name: Beichenchuan. 】

[Strength: Sage King early stage. 】

[Factors belonging to: People's Palace. 】

[Current status: Peak state, ordered by the imperial mansion, to serve as the emperor's emissary, to investigate the death of Prince Gong. 】

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Seeing Beichenchuan's message, Su Yu still smiled.

And hearing Su Yu's gentle voice, Bei Chenchuan was also slightly taken aback.

The purpose of coming to Eastern Wasteland by yourself, even those Rogue Cultivators know well, let alone the Lord Su.

He didn't expect that after seeing him, this Pavilion Master Su would be so indifferent, without the domineering aura of an expert.

On the contrary, it is gentle, more like a scholar.

"Pavilion Master Su is polite!"

Beichen Kawabata sat down.

"You came to Tianji Pavilion today, but for the death of Prince Gong?"

Su Yu smiled.

"Pavilion Master Su's eyes."

Bei Chenchuan nodded, did not deny, everyone knows his purpose.

"Well, I killed it. As a human emissary, what are your plans?"

Su Yu said meaningfully.

"At this point, Junior also has speculation in his heart, and it is beyond Junior's surprise that Pavilion Master Su admits so generously."

Beichenchuan's face remained unchanged, and he arched his cupped hands.

If there are others present, it will definitely be at a loss.

One was the emissary of the Imperial Palace, and the other was the person who killed the prince of the Imperial Palace. The two people who were supposed to be feuds did not smell of gunpowder at all, but seemed like chattering.

Su Yu looked at Beichenchuan, a smile appeared on his face, and said lightly:

"The rumors are true, the three princes are owned by the emperor."

A smart person, in addition to knowing the current affairs, will not be constrained by worldly vision.

Beichenchuan understands that there are no permanent enemies, only permanent benefits.

The previous temptation of the coachman had given him a clear understanding of Tianji Pavilion.

If Su Yu hadn't demonstrated such a powerful strength before, Bei Chenchuan would flatten the Tianji Pavilion without hesitation.

But now, for the sake of a dead person, it is unwise to offend such a supremely strong man.

Su Yu was slightly horrified.

A person who can become a candidate for the Emperor is not a foolish person who only knows how to fight and kill.

"I heard that Pavilion Master Su has the ability to perceive heavenly Dao and control Heavenly Dao. Junior came today, but I want to see and see."

Beichenchuan took the death of Prince Gong lightly and calmly, as if it had never happened.

"Do you really want to know?"

Su Yu picked up the tea cup, took a sip, glanced at Beichenchuan, and said with a smile.

"It would be an honor for Junior to see it a bit!"

Bei Chenchuan smiled and arched his cupped hands.

"Good to say!"

Su Yu put down the tea cup, pondered for a moment, and slowly said:

"If that's the case, it's better to talk, where is your mother and concubine now?"

Bang!

As soon as Su Yu's voice fell, Bei Chenchuan, who was originally indifferent, lost his state in an instant, a powerful breath erupted from his body, and his hands were too hard to directly squeeze the armrest of the seat.

"Pavilion Master Su, Junior does not pursue the death of Prince Gong, it does not mean that I am the imperial palace, and I am afraid of Tianji Pavilion!"

Bei Chenchuan changed his previous elegance, staring at Su Yu, and said in a deep voice.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will die if they touch them.

No matter how smart a person is, if he touches his bottom line, he will become a god and demon!

And the mother concubine is the biggest inverse scale in Bei Chenchuan's heart!

Seeing such an angry Beichenchuan, Su Yu's face remained unchanged, and Feng Qingyun said calmly:

"Beichenchuan, the third son of Prince Renhuangfuli, was born with a vision from the sky, Purple Qi from the East, the golden dragon came to the world, and he was born with the supreme Blood Essence."

"Five-year-old practicing Qi, ten-year-old Xianfan, Insight on the Avenue of Fire, became one of the candidates for the Emperor."

"..."

"Of course, at the age of ten, he strayed into the secret realm of the emperor, and was seriously injured. The mother concubine Lingruo Fairy was eager to save her son. She left the emperor's mansion without a trace despite the prince's persuasion."

"Three princes, what this seat said is wrong?"

Listening to Su Yu's words, the anger on Bei Chenchuan's face was replaced by sluggishness.

In the end, he had no gods in his eyes, and his whole person stood in place like a petrified person.

Su Yu said nothing wrong, as if he had been watching his own growth.

There were even some things that had been forgotten by the person who had experienced them, but they were still told by Su Yu.

"This this……"

Bei Chenchuan gradually recovered. He looked at Su Yu with shock in his eyes.

"Su... Pavilion Master Su, do you really know... where is my mother concubine? She... is she still alive?"

After a while, Bei Chenchuan, like a drowning man, grabbed the last life-saving straw, took a step forward suddenly, and asked incoherently.

Now, he didn't dare to have the slightest doubt about Su Yu.

Seeing Beichenchuan's eagerness, Su Yu smiled without saying a word, picked up the tea cup, and drank it by himself...

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