God Emperor

"Elder Chi, give me the Ten Thousand Years Dark Winter Ice Soul. I will give it to Miss Mu as an apology gift." Qiu Yu said.

Behind Qiu Yu, stood an old man with a flame mark between his eyebrows. The rules of the holy path were intertwined all over his body, and the flame between his eyebrows was burning like a divine furnace.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said: "How precious the Mingdong Ice Soul is, it is also of great use to the Young Master..."

Qiu Yu smiled faintly: "Compared with Miss Mu, the ten-thousand-year Mingdong Ice Soul is not worth mentioning."

The monks from the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect around them all looked at each other in shock.

The Wannian Mingdong Ice Soul is definitely an extremely rare treasure, its value far exceeds the ordinary holy medicine. Saints with ice physiques will be very jealous. Qiu Yu actually gave it to Mu Lingxi while talking and laughing.

"Such a magnanimity is truly incomparable to ordinary people. It is a bit high for the little saint to marry him." The elder monks of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect all thought this in their hearts.

The old man with the flame mark between his eyebrows finally took out a blue ice jade box and handed it to Qiu Yu's hand.

Qiu Yu, Ouyang Huan, and Yun Zheng walked in the front, and the others followed behind. The group entered Tianshui Peak, the spiritual mountain for spiritual cultivation where the Saintess' Palace is located.

The Saintess' Palace only accepts female disciples. Along the way, you can see some beautiful women flying in the mountains. When they saw Qiu Yu and Ouyang Huan, they all blushed and rushed to tell them, causing a lot of confusion. sensation.

Soon the news that Qiu Yu and Ouyang Huan had arrived at Tianshui Peak spread throughout the Saintess' Palace.

Not only the ordinary female monks rushed over, but also several saints who were practicing in seclusion also rushed to pay their respects.

They naturally knew the purpose of Qiu Yu and Ouyang Huan coming to Tianshui Peak, and they all showed envy and jealousy.

Everyone walked through a deep forest, and suddenly a clear view appeared in front of them, and a secret cultivation palace appeared. In front of the secret cultivation palace, there was a green spiritual lake.

"Meet the deputy leader."

The maids responsible for serving Mu Lingxi all knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Led by Qiu Yu, a group of three people walked straight towards the Secret Cultivation Mansion. The rest of the people stayed far away and did not step into this area.

At this time, a cold voice sounded from the shore of Ling Lake, saying: "Without the consent of the master of the secret palace, any monk who takes another step forward will be punished by death."

Very discordant sound.

It was only at this moment that Qiu Yu discovered that there was actually a person fishing on the shore of Ling Lake, and he didn't even kneel down. He was suddenly a little surprised.

Qiu Yu glanced at Ouyang Huan and said with a smile: "Brother Ouyang, the Moon Worshiping Sect is not known to have a strict hierarchy. How come there are monks who don't kneel when they see you?"

Sitting on the shore of Linghu Lake is a man in his twenties. His clothes are white from washing, but very neat. He is holding a fishing rod with one hand and a rusty one with the other hand. of iron sword.

Ouyang Huan glanced at the man in cloth, with a deep look in his eyes, and said: "Ah Le, don't be rude to Mr. Qiu Yu."

A Le said: "I'm just talking about the rules here. Everyone must act according to the rules."

Ouyang Huan frowned and said, "This is the Palace of Saints, not the place you should stay. Go back immediately."

"This is where I should stay!" A Le said slowly and unhurriedly: "Please go back, Her Royal Highness the Saint does not want to see anyone today."

"Are you going to let it go? This saint is her father, who dares to stop her?"

Yun Zheng was a little angry. What an honor it was for his daughter to be favored by Qiu Yu. How dare anyone dare to hinder this?

Anyone who dares to stop him will die.

Yun Zheng was afraid that he would offend Qiu Yu and cause the marriage to fail, so he had murderous intentions. The holy energy in his body started to circulate quickly, and he condensed a palm and slapped it towards A Le's head.

You must know that Yun Zheng's cultivation has also entered the holy realm. Once he takes action, it will naturally be earth-shattering, with wind and thunder shaking the entire Tianshui Peak.

A Le sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, his face still very indifferent, but his arms shook slightly.

"Shua——"

The fishing line flew out of the water, drawing a beautiful arc that was sharper than any sharp blade. It cut through Yun Zheng's palm and wrapped around his neck.

"I can't even avoid a fishing line."

Yun Zheng was quite surprised.

The next moment, the shock in Yun Zheng's eyes turned into fear again.

"Giggle."

The fishing line wrapped around his neck was actually shrinking, penetrating the body's defense and cutting a blood-red mark. Drops of holy blood slid down the fishing line, as if trying to cut off his head.

"Ale, don't kill him."

In the distance, Mu Lingxi's soft voice sounded in the secret cultivation palace.

Hearing this sound, Ah Le gently swung the fishing rod. Immediately, Yun Zheng flew up from the ground, and with a pop, everything fell into the spirit lake.

"you……"

Yun Zheng felt his face was wiped out and roared angrily. However, when he saw A Le's cold eyes without any emotion, his throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand. Can't even tell.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yu's face showed a faint smile, nodded, and said: "Ale, yes, he is a very interesting person. From now on, you can practice with me!"

"You are not worthy yet."

Ah Le continued fishing without even looking at Qiu Yu.

Even with Qiu Yu's self-restraint, there was some anger in his eyes, and he said: "Your cultivation is not bad, but you can't stop me. You should know that I was once ranked first in the "Half-Saint List". Among my peers, there are very few who can take my move. Being my enemy is undoubtedly seeking death. On the contrary, being my friend can get countless benefits." Qiu Yu obviously admired A Le very much and wanted to take him under his command, or even make friends with him.

I don't know how many cultivators can't get such an opportunity. A Le said: "My life was originally given to me by others. If I die here, I will give it back to him."

"What a pity, what a pity." Qiu Yu saw that A Le's will was extremely firm, and knew that he could not be subdued, so he sighed softly, stopped trying to persuade him, and took a step directly, walking towards Mu Lingxi's secret cultivation house.

"Die." A Le said this word.

At the same time, the fishing line flew out of the water again, drawing dozens of arcs, with a sharp whistling sound, and those arcs pressed towards Qiuyu.

"So powerful, each arc is a real attack, containing the most extreme sword rules."

Ouyang Huan was secretly shocked, but this attack, with his cultivation, it was not an easy task to block it.

Ouyang Huan glanced at A Le deeply, very curious about what level his cultivation had reached?

"You actually dared to attack this young master, you are a little overestimating yourself!"

Qiuyu smiled lightly, with a bit of disdain, and pressed forward with five fingers, and suddenly a flame surged out, burning all the arcs into green smoke, and easily resolved.

A Le's eyes condensed, with a surging murderous aura surging from his body, picking up the iron sword, and rushed out in an instant.

A sword stabbed out, straight to Qiuyu's heart.

"Pah."

The speed of this sword was frighteningly fast, and a series of sonic booms sounded.

Of course, the speed of sound propagation is far less than that of Ale, so Qiuyu could not hear the sonic boom at all.

However, Qiuyu felt a long-lost cold breath. For the sycamore tree growing in the fire area, it has not felt the coolness for a long time.

His eyes narrowed and stared at Ale.

What surprised Qiuyu was that with his cultivation and his eyesight, he could only see a residual image and could not see the opponent's sword moves at all. This shows how fast Ale's sword was.

As a last resort, Qiuyu could only use all his strength to circulate the holy energy in his body, and the seventy-two layers of red holy fire waves rushed out.

However, Ale's sword was unstoppable, and no matter how fierce the fire waves were, he would not retreat.

"Bang bang."

All seventy-two layers of holy fire waves were pierced, and Ale hit Qiuyu's chest with a sword.

Of course, Qiuyu's reaction speed was also quite impressive, and he hit Ale's head with one palm.

"Puff."

The rusty iron sword actually broke through Qiuyu's defense, pierced through his heart, and the tip of the sword emerged from Qiuyu's back.

At the same time, Qiuyu's palm also hit Ale's head, directly cracking Ale's head.

Qiuyu widened his eyes, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and said: "If... I were a human, I would really be seriously injured by you today. Unfortunately, I have no intention."

"Chichi."

Twigs emerged from Qiuyu's palm and pierced Ale's head. There was a flame burning on each branch, causing Ale's head to burn.

If it were before, Qiuyu would still admire Ale and want to subdue him.

Now, Qiuyu feels that he can't control Ale at all. This person is very dangerous and must be eliminated as soon as possible, so as not to become a big enemy.

"Swish."

Ale's will was indestructible. He dragged his arm again, and the iron sword slashed across Qiuyu's chest, directly cutting Qiuyu's body in half.

Suddenly, half of Qiuyu's body turned into wood, and he was almost beaten back to his original form.

After using his last strength, Ale's body was also lifeless. He stood there, still holding the iron sword, motionless, and his head was melted by the flames.

Qiuyu was trembling all over. He kicked Ale's body, gritted his teeth, and said with anger: "As expected of the head of the seven ancient sects, it is really a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden. Any swordsman who appears at random has such power. Among the nine realms, how many people can block this sword?"

"Plop."

Ale's body fell into the Spirit Lake, and the blood dyed a large area of ​​the lake red.

"A Le..."

Mu Lingxi rushed out of the secret cultivation house and knelt on the ground when she saw the corpse in the lake. Tears welled up in her eyes and she said, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, it's all my fault that you died... I'm sorry..."

In the distance, in the dense forest, the first rat poked its head out of the mud. Seeing this scene, it was shocked. "It's over, it's over, even A Le is dead! Who can protect the little saint? I'm no match for Qiu Yu. I'd better report to Hei Ye first."

Then, the first rat escaped into the mud, left the Demon Cult headquarters, and headed for the wild secret realm.

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(Do you still remember the first rat? Just a reminder, it's the ancient relic of the God Demon Rat.

Also, have you forgotten A Le?)