Talisman Emperor

Shikoku, Zihucheng, Linghua Grand Hall.

It's nightfall, and the streets of the city are filled with water, and the lights are interwoven, like winding dragons, and there's a lot of noise.

However, the atmosphere in Linghua Hall is boring and silent. Fu Yun and other Jiuhua sword elders, their faces are as shady as water. Under the illumination of a glass palace lamp, they appear uncertain.

And beside them, the disciples of Jiuhua were angry, and their eyes were flaming.

Chen Yu and Chen An were protected behind Elder Fu Yun.

Opposite the crowd, in front of the palace, stands a group of people, headed by an old man and an old man.

The old man's face was white and dressed in a green robe, a brown hair braided into a small braid, his nose hung, his appearance was strange, and a blackfeathered gold-mouthed parrot was standing on his left shoulder.

The old man was dressed in a silver-tone gold-bottomed robe with silver snow hair and a row of golden blossoms with hollow purple jade, full of jewelry and luxurious beauty.

Whether an old man in a green robe or an old man with gray hair, his whole body is surrounded by a ray of fairies, the power of the law is vaporized, the divine majesty is shaken, and the temper is the ultimate deterrent.

Behind both of them, there are men and women, about a dozen of them, all of them in the light of God, full of momentum, one hug arm on the chest, eyes above the top, the color of indifference and pride in the color of the gods.

They blocked the entrance of the palace, like a crossed wall, completely blocking the retreat path of Fu Yun and other Jiuhua swordsmen.

Obviously, bad people!

As a result, the atmosphere in the palace was sword-shaped and tightened to silence.

And in the open space between them, a glass hourglass was clamped upside down, and the hourglass flowed with a fantastic rubble of colour, adding a strange colour to the atmosphere of silence.

At this time, Elder Fu Yun's eyes stared dead at the hourglass on the ground. As time passed, his heart became heavier and heavier, and he was about to fall into the valley.

The other party broke into the palace in the evening for ten years. It was not welcome. It blockaded the place directly and appeared to be superior and barbaric. It was also a promise that they would surrender and surrender.

And there's only one incense left for them to think about!

What should we do?

Presbyterian Fu Yun's mind was numb, his mind was flying, and his mind was crazy about all the ways to get out of poverty, but ultimately he had nothing to gain.

The reason is simple: they're too strong!

From the moment he entered the palace, Fu Yun saw that the old man in green robe and the old man with white hair had terrible strength. He was completely wrapped around the law. He was definitely a strong and powerful figure on the heavenly fairy!

And all the men and women behind them were extremely powerful. Bringing one out was enough to defeat Fu Yun in minutes.

In the face of these horrible forces, how dare Fu Yun survive?

But what makes him wonder is, where the hell did these guys come from?

Today, the Great Atlantic Domain is in turmoil. The ten Immortal Gates and the six veins of the Demon Gate can't help themselves. It is also impossible to send such a force to the Jiuhua Sword Party.

Besides, they want to send such a team, and they're not afraid of it.

Because the elderly and the old, who are the heads, are not abandoned, but exist above the true heavenly fairy level!

Did they come from the fairy kingdom?

As soon as I thought about it, Fu Yun's heart snapped and his scalp became numb for a while. I remembered a time ago.

Last time, the forces of Jiuhua Sword pie in the Immortal Realm arrived, led by two heavenly Immortal Plum and Yu Zhongxia, and received a great deal of hospitality from the conductor and even the entire high level.

But the nephew of the plum rolled over, but he violated a waitress of the elder Chen Xiao. As a result, he was beaten to death. Even the plum rolled over and Yu Zhongxia could not be spared. He was seriously injured on the spot and was extremely delirious.

But since then, when Plum has fallen and the fairies have come, people have evaporated like human beings, and there is no trace of them anymore.

It was also later that Fu Yun heard a senior elder say that the plum roller and others came to the human world not to help the Jiuhua Sword faction solve the ordeal, but another plot, eventually buried beneath the 99th floor of the Blood Soul Sword Cave.

As for the forces of the Jiuhua Sword Party in the Immortal Realm, it has long been disintegrated and destroyed by a hostile force!

Because of the seriousness of the incident, the news was blocked early on. Only senior figures of Jiuhua Swordsmen could have known about it. If Fu Yun and one of the senior elders had not known each other, it would not have been possible to have learned all about it.

It is precisely for this reason that Fu Yun is somewhat suspicious. This group of mysterious, powerful and scary guys may come from the Immortal Realm, and belong to the same forces as Nami and Yu Zhongxia.

If that's true, I'm just afraid...

Elder Fu Yun's heart was cold for a while, and he dared not think about it again.

“Gaga, half an hour, you poor bastards. You got it? I'm almost impatient with my bloodthirsty desires. ”

At this point, the old man in the green robe, on his shoulder, the parrot with the golden mouth of black feathers, suddenly made a strange cry, his voice was sharp and his eardrums were stinging.

“Fucking flat-haired bastard, trying to make us bow down, no way! ”

Seeing a parrot was so arrogant, a disciple of Jiuhua Sword could not hold his anger and drank loudly.

“How dare you curse me to death! ”

Boo!

The voices just came up, and the blackfeathered parrot had either made a black light and disappeared.

Haven't waited for the crowd to react, only to hear the puff, then the disciple of Jiuhua who opened his mouth and drank heavily, his chest has been stabbed through a blood hole!

“Well, this little thing smells so bad, it's not as good as the Heavenly Immortal's heart. ”

Meanwhile, the blackfeathered parrot stood on the shoulder of the old man in the green robe, with a bloody heart in his golden mouth, swallowed clean.

“Brother Wu! ”

At this time, the disciples of Jiuhua reacted, looking at the disciple who was instantly killed in front of his own eyes, a shock, they all revealed their anger, their faces extremely blue.

Fu Yun and other elders' faces grew more gloomy and were about to come out of the water.

They were similarly struck by this blow, and they did not even have time to save each other, a feeling that was extremely unpleasant in their hearts.

“Bastard! You killed my brother, I fought with you!” A Jiuhua disciple was distorted and angry, roaring loudly.

“Another dead one. It's so noisy!” The blackfeathered parrot screamed and disappeared again.

Boo!

This time, however, it was emptied, blocked by a sharp blade of sword on its golden beak and sounded a deafening jingo symphony.

Knock!

The sword blade in front of him trembled violently, breaking open from the middle, the figure of Jun-soo backwards and backwards, the wrist with the broken sword, has been broken by shock bone, bleeding.

The man couldn't help but breathe blood, brushed his face and had difficulty breathing.

This person is Chen An.

See this, Fu Yun and other elders are all surprised. Just now, they are ready to save people, but never thought that Chen An could get ahead of them.

But they couldn't help but quickly guard Chen in case the blackfeathered parrot attacked again.

“Hey, Mo Yu, come back. ”

This change, too, attracted the attention of the old man in the green robe, waved his hand, lured the black feather parrot back, swirled, looked at Chen An, the bright light rolled over, and the color of surprise.

“Nirvana is just a perfect place, but it gives you an early insight into Mu Yu's killing machine and responds. You're a good little guy. Why don't you stay with your husband and be a servant disciple? ”

The old man in the green robe touched his chin and said softly.

As soon as this word comes out, Fu Yun and others are nervous. This is the son of the elder Chen Xi, even if he risked his old life, he can never hand it over!

“Zhu Yunchang, this little doll is really good, the root bone is excellent, the flesh is pure, there is a spirit of wisdom between the eyebrows, such qualifications are not in all, it is rare, let the elderly be apprenticed. ”

It was full of jewellery, the snow hair as silver old eyes opened, a golden glow, put Chen An on the next dozen, and he couldn't help but say surprise.

“Hmm, Flying Puppet, don't even think about it. ”

Zhu Yun snorted coldly, glancing at Chen An, coldly said: “Little guy, can you hear my husband? Follow my husband, keep you safe and get everything you ever dreamed of! ”

Chen An mouthed, silent, his face pale and slightly transparent, but between the eyebrows was full of perseverance, at this moment he, like his father Chen Xi.

“He's a stubborn little guy, but since the old man sees you, that's your makeover, you dare refuse, it seems you can only use strong, let you taste the means of the old man first, don't believe you won't give in! ”

Zhu Yun's face was heavy and his palms flipped. A black flame appeared in his palms, releasing a palpitating force of law. As soon as Father appeared, everyone in the palace breathed nitrogen and felt a deadly threat.

Nobody thought of it. Zhu Yun said he was going to do it!

Not good!

Fu Yun's eyes dilated violently and did not hesitate to run all over Xianyuan Yuan, protecting Chen 'an's death behind him.

All of this is his subconscious behavior. When he finishes all of this, his heart becomes deeply bitter. This time, he is afraid that he will never live...

Most desperate of all, he wondered whether such protection could really protect Chen An, because the other party was more than a fairy figure, and how could his attacks be prevented?

Boom!

But just at this moment, the closed doors of the Linghua Palace burst open, scattered with scraps and smoke. At the same time, a wave of pressure swept in like a storm.

For a moment, a feeling of repression, like that from the depths of the soul, spreads through the hearts and minds of everyone present, making everyone stiff.

“Who!”

“Who!”

Both Zhu Yunxiang and Feihuang looked down, suddenly the air engine roared, turned around and looked out of the hall.