Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

"Palace Master! Elder Lin's words are indeed true. This news... this subordinate has also heard it from someone recently, but it's just that I can't verify it for a while, so I didn't rush to report it."

"That's right! I also heard similar news from a colleague in Shengxuan Palace!"

"Although I don't know that much, I also heard some rumors from an old friend, and my old friend's fellow countryman is a certain leader of the Holy Blood Palace stronghold!"

All of a sudden, several elders in the hall expressed their opinions one after another, confirming the news without a doubt.

"Hmph! If that's the case, why didn't you report it to the Palace Master earlier?"

Hearing the words, the purple-robed old man restrained his murderous intent slightly, but the anger on his face increased rather than diminished. He glanced at the crowd coldly, clearly complaining that they did not report in time.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces stiffened, and they remained silent in embarrassment.

In fact, they only learned of these news in the last one or two days, and most of them felt that they were just speculations.

If these unfounded news were reported hastily, with the temper of the palace master, once he found out that the news was wrong, how would he react?

It's no wonder if you don't get furious!

Because of this, everyone kept silent before confirming the reliability of the news.

Only today, with the return of the Elder Chuanxun, did they suddenly realize that the rumors that have been spread in the past two days are all true!

"It makes no sense!"

After a brief silence, the purple-robed old man on the throne let out another shout of anger, and the whole hall was shaken with a sudden murderous intent!

Everyone was shocked, and the corners of their eyes twitched.

From the looks of it, the palace lord is clearly furious!

"A bunch of trash! I hoped that you would catch Jiang Tian to avenge the Young Palace Master. Who would have thought that after a few years, the first news came from the Shengxuan Palace, and even the stronghold of the Holy Blood Palace... You all What are you eating?"

rumble!

The thunderous voice mixed with the dull roar repeatedly echoed in the hall, shaking everyone's eardrums and shaking their minds.

The Young Palace Master that the purple-robed old man was talking about was Qiu Han who died at the hands of Jiang Tian in the capital of Qingxuan Kingdom a few years ago.

Since then, Shengming Palace has issued a killing order. It was thought that Jiang Tian's head would be brought to his case soon after the order was issued.

Who would have thought that since then, not only did Jiang Tian not have any accidents, but he was still doing well in Canglan Nation. In the past year or so, he became famous, shaking the entire Canglan Nation, and even made his name famous. It has spread to the scorched earth of the Black Moon Kingdom!

The pain of killing the son has not been eliminated, but the killing of the son and the enemy is so popular, how can Qiu Qingyan, the lord of the Holy Underworld Palace, bear it?

Qiu Han's death was like stabbing a steel knife into his heart, while Jiang Tian's famous city noise was like pulling out the steel knife and inserting it again, and then violently stirred it. After a while.

This kind of heart-wrenching pain is really hard to understand for those who are not involved in it!

"Palace Master calm down!"

"I'm not doing enough, please punish the palace master!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, but they were somewhat murmured in their hearts.

Why didn't they try their best to hunt down Jiang Tian and get the reward promised by the Palace Master?

But Jiang Tian was in Canglan Country after all, and was protected by Cangyunzong. Although they had the power to kill Jiang Tian at that time, they didn't have the conditions to use it.

And even if they join forces to enter the Canglan Country, they may not even be able to reach the Cangyun Sect, and they will be repelled or even intercepted by many masters.

You know, the martial arts world of Canglan Nation has always been full of vigilance and vigilance against the evil people of Black Moon Nation.

Once they discover their way, they are very likely to be rounded up by a large number of Canglan masters.

It is also because of this that they have never dared to act rashly, otherwise someone would have sneaked into Canglan Country to capture Jiang Tian.

Although they felt a little aggrieved, but due to the anger of the Palace Master, they could only bite the bullet and take the initiative to ask for punishment.

"Is this enough?"

The purple-robed old man's face turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"This..." Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and then they realized that their eyes were bright and their spirits were lifted!

"I am willing to solve the problems for the palace lord!"

"Palace Master give an order, we will definitely capture Jiang Tian and comfort the young Palace Master's spirit in heaven!"

Everyone expressed their opinions in unison, and the sound shook the hall for a while.

"Hmph! Just relying on you... I'm afraid it's not enough!" The purple-robed old man smiled deeply, and the light in his eyes flashed away.

Everyone looked at each other with embarrassing expressions on their faces.

Yes, if the rumors are true, Jiang Tian's strength is almost comparable to that of a half-step Xuantian Realm powerhouse. These people are only at the peak of Xuanyang Realm. Wouldn't they be sent to death if they met Jiang Tian? If two years ago, they still had the strength to win steadily and even crush Jiang Tian, ​​then now, the young Jiang Tian, ​​whom they once regarded as their minion, has actually stepped on their shoulders Overhead, there is already a bird's-eye view

their qualifications!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing bitterly, showing bitterness on their faces.

However, they still felt that there was some exaggeration about those miraculous rumors.

After all, Jiang Tian is just a junior at the peak of Xuanyue Realm, how could he have such amazing combat power?

No matter how strong his aptitude is, no matter how talented he is, at such a young age, how can he possibly compete head-on with a powerful man who is half a step into the Xuantian Realm?

They really couldn't believe it, and couldn't figure it out.

But as long as they think of the fact that Jiang Tianyong won the first place in the Canglan Martial Dao Conference and beheaded the law enforcement elder of Tianluozong in public more than a year ago, they dare not take it lightly.

Even if Jiang Tian's cultivation has stagnated since then, it is enough to show that he has at least the strength above the peak of Xuanyang Realm!

Combined with the recent news from Shengxuan Palace and Holy Blood Palace, Jiang Tian's cultivation base has obviously increased significantly, which is probably not the same as it was a year ago.

In front of such a genius, they really didn't have the slightest confidence, and even just thinking about it felt a little timid.

The whole hall was silent!

Looking at the silent crowd, the purple-robed old man shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Okay! I know that your strength is limited. If you meet Jiang Tian, ​​you may only have a dead end. I won't make things difficult for you!"

"Palace Master...that's too serious!"

"Even if Jiang Tian really has three heads and six arms, we are willing to do our best for the Palace Mistress!"

"Yes! As long as the palace lord gives an order, we will die!"

Seeing that the purple-robed old man's tone of voice was a little loose, everyone was relieved, but his mouth was unequivocal, and he didn't say a word.

The purple-robed old man sneered, disdainful in his heart.

These people are really useless if they want to deal with Jiang Tian. Even if they join forces, they can only become Jiang Tian's dead souls under the sword. No, if Jiang Tian's strength is really as powerful as the rumors say, he doesn't even need to draw a sword, he can crush these people to death with just a few gestures.