Mortal Bones

Chapter 2516

Xuandan Palace.

Zhenlongping spectator seats.

Along with the uproar in the spectator seats, the phantom image on Zhenlongping gradually became clearer, and many cultivators who had left the table returned to their seats from all directions.

Suddenly, the spectator seats, which had been deserted for a long time, suddenly became lively.

However, everyone in Chunyu Pavilion looked uneasy when facing the excitement at this moment.

Duan Xiaoyu said even more nervously:

"Brother Taiping and the others suddenly requested to watch the match in advance today. Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

The little princess Chu Xiaoxiao sitting on one side shook her head and said:

"No way. Among Brother Taiping and his group, there is a being like the Wuji Immortal."

Xiahou Qingyuan, who was sitting at the next table, shook his head and said:

"not necessarily."

Amid the surprised looks of everyone in the attic, Xiahou Qingyuan stared at the shadow on Zhenlongping and said to himself:

"The Wuji Immortal has been confronting the Xingtian Divine Will in Doumu Palace for decades. It is impossible to escape unscathed. The current combat power is definitely not as good as it was at its peak."

The old Martial God Zhu Huai also looked solemn at this time and said:

"According to the inferences made by the cultivation community in the past two days, the Xingtian divine will in Doumu Palace and the Xingtian divine will sealed by Yun Daozi are not the same one."

"It's hard to say, these people have encountered the Xingtian Divine Will sealed by Yun Daozi in the past few days."

The little princess Chu Xiaoxiao immediately murmured nervously:

"The divine will that has only been incarnate for more than ten years is already so powerful. The Xingtian divine will that was sealed by Yun Daozi must have been incarnate for thousands of years, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately felt their hearts tighten.

Just when everyone in Chunyu Pavilion fell into silence again, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the still not completely clear picture:

"The second thing."

Everyone in Chunyu Pavilion was startled when they heard this strange voice.

Because in this cold and indifferent voice, his strong murderous intention was revealed without any concealment.

Xia Houyou suddenly looked stern and said:

"The person who said this is neither Xingtian Shenyi nor Xu Taiping. Is it...a monk from the chaotic land outside the sky?"

As he spoke, the originally blurry image suddenly became extremely clear.

Immediately, everyone saw a middle-aged man who looked like a Confucian scholar confronting Xu Taiping among the ruins of the Dou Mu Palace, illuminated by a few cold stars overhead.

Look at the tall man holding a woman's neck in his hands, holding her blood-soaked body high.

At Xu Taiping's feet, there was an old man lying in a pool of blood.

After seeing the appearance of the old man and the woman clearly, Zhang Moyan suddenly said angrily:

"That's Gu Yu, the head of the Yuexu family and the dragon catcher!"

Duan Xiaoyu said with a puzzled look:

"This man also seems to be a monk. Why did he kill Brother Taiping and the others like this?"

Just when everyone in Chunyu Pavilion looked confused, they heard a loud "bang" and a figure fell heavily from the dark sky into the ruins of Doumu Palace.

Looking carefully, this figure is not Master Xuanzhi, who else could it be.

Before everyone in the Chunyu Pavilion came to their senses, another figure fell from the sky and landed heavily on Master Xuanzhi.

"Bang!"

Amidst the loud noise, although Master Xuanzhi's body lit up with a protective golden light, it still could not completely block the force of the figure's feet, and his body was almost broken by the trampling.

The ruins under him were shattered into ashes with a "boom".

Then, under the horrified gazes of the monks watching the battle, the burly figure suddenly grinned and said:

"You won't die even if you do this. The young monk is worthy of being the first Buddhist disciple in the Arhat realm in the Shangqing realm in millions of years."

When he said this, the burly figure wearing a black iron armor suddenly raised his foot and stepped heavily on Xuanzhi's body again.

"Bang!"

Amidst the dull stamping sound, Xuanzhi spit out a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

Seeing this tragic scene in the phantom screen, as well as the warriors and monks who came from unknown places, everyone in the Chunyu Pavilion looked horrified.

Junior Aunt Lu Rushuang suddenly asked with anger in her voice:

"What are the identities of these two people?"

At this time, the monk who was just interrupted, who looked like a Confucian scholar, once again said to Xu Taiping in a cold voice:

"The second thing is to hand over your trapped dragon tower and the skull of the King of Heaven."

For a moment, all eyes, including everyone in Chunyu Pavilion, fell on Xu Taiping in the shadow screen.

Xu Taiping did not answer, but put a pill into Gu Yu's mouth, and looked directly at Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yuexu and asked:

"Mage Xuanzhi, Miss Yue Cocoon, can you two still hear me?"

Immediately, Master Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yueyu were heard speaking with difficulty one after another——

"Brother Taiping, listen...you can hear me."

"Taiping...brother, don't...leave it to them..."

Xu Taiping, who heard the voices of the two people, stood up slowly, then looked at the martial artist and the monk and said:

"I can give you the Trapped Dragon Tower and the Heavenly King's Skull, but you must first let go of my two friends."

The monk who looked like a Confucian scholar looked at Xu Taiping with an indifferent expression and said:

"You are not qualified to make any demands from me."

The warrior then stepped heavily on Master Xuanzhi's body, and then sneered:

"Xu Taiping, you are just a lower world cultivator, are you qualified to make demands to my elder brother, Master Zhizhi Temple?"

Hearing the name "Master Zhizhi Temple", Xiahou Qingyuan in Chunyu Pavilion was stunned at first, and then said with a look of horror:

"Could this cultivator be one of the six latitudes of the Ningcan Cave, Master Zhizhi Temple Master Wuchen?!"

Hearing this name, Xiahou You, who was standing aside, also changed his face and said:

"Master Zhizhi Temple Master Wuchen? The rumored Confucian and Taoist practitioner who broke through the Hedao realm thousands of years ago?"

Not only the Xiahou brothers and sisters, but also the little sister Lu Rushuang, who had also heard the name Master Wuchen, and the two martial gods beside them, were all pale at this time.

The Valkyrie Jiang Cuicui even trembled and said:

"If the scholar-like cultivator is the master of Zhizhiguan, Wuchen, then the warrior next to him, could it be the Seven Devils of the Ningcan Cave, Yue Changkong, whose martial arts cultivation has reached the third level of the Great Saint Realm?!"

And Zhang Moyan and others at the table next to them, although they had never heard of these two names, had heard of the sect they belonged to - "Ningcan Cave."

The little princess Chu Xiaoxiao immediately said with a look of enlightenment:

"Could it be that these two people wanted to kill today because Brother Taiping had a grudge with the disciples of the lower world of the Ningcan Cave in the wilderness?"

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