Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm Chapter 2667: Nangong Xun

"Om~"

When Xiao Hua was surprised, the Qingyu case screamed under the green willow, and the fragrance dew that was slowly condensing before took shape.

After waiting for more than a month, the image of Xianglu was finally completed.

Xiao Hua raised his hand and took the image. Before he could get the fragrance, the sapphire case shook again. Above the green willows, the light and shadow of billions of stars fell like water, and another fragrance began. Condensed!

"Haha~"

Siu Hua looked at the incense dew in her hand and laughed, "Isn't this a legendary cornucopia?"

"I just don't know if this fragrance is the same as the real one?"

Speaking, Xiao Hua sat cross-legged in the hollow tree hole in the green willow, opened his mouth and swallowed the incense dew into his abdomen, preparing to start refining according to the method reserved for caring for Shiming.

However, when the fragrance enters the body, there is no need for Xiao Hua to activate the secret technique. The fragrance immediately turns into wisps of Xia Yun and spreads around the statue of Xiao Hua's mind and spirit, and even Xia Yun has wounds in Xiao Hua's body. The glimmer puts out!

"Haha, Xiao is a mind, not a body~"

Xiao Hua woke up and laughed again, and said, "Moreover, there is dew fragrance in Xiao Mou's body. This dew fragrance can be absorbed immediately after entering the body to stimulate the previous dew fragrance and achieve the purpose of repairing the soul!"

Looking at Luxiang aroused the vision in the body, Xiao Hua knew that this was his chance, and he immediately urged Tai Chi to return to Yuan Lu...

When Xiao Hua concentrated on practicing, the Kuiwei domain under the Chi Emperor's jurisdiction was a place where there seemed to be no heaven and no earth, and a huge bamboo joint that ran across the north and south like a rainbow. The bamboo joints seemed pale blue, but there were as many as the number of days in the week. Overlap, each overlap has a different color, but all the colors overlap together to give a light blue cloud.

The bamboo joints of the number of days in the big week rotate individually, driving the surging clouds. Inside each bamboo joint is like a small thousand world, with countless pavilions faintly visible.

In the center of the three hundred and sixty bamboo joints, a seemingly ordinary bamboo is stuck in the void alone.

As we get closer, the bamboo has long since turned into a mountain peak that can be seen through the sky, with pavilions and temples everywhere.

On the top of the mountain, in a pale blue hall, Patriarch Nangongxun stood on the high platform with a dull look on his face, looked at a disciple who had just flown in under the high platform, and said: "It's the host of Xiaoxia Lou. Huh?"

"No, it's not~"

The disciple saw sweat on his forehead and whispered, "It's Zhang Qiming, the special envoy of Xiaoxialou!"

"I'm just a special envoy, want to see me too?"

Nangong Xun sternly said, "Is my previous command as the wind in your ears?"

"President~"

The disciple argued, "The disciple knows your order. It's not the owner of the twelfth floor of the five cities, or the owner of a famous family, but it's Xiaoxia Tower..."

"Xiaoxia Tower will not work either!"

Nangongxun didn’t wait for the disciple to finish, and waved his hand, “Just tell Zhang Qiming that Nangong Shiru is dead, and the team he led has also fallen, no matter who Xiaoxialou died in the small red cliff. , It has nothing to do with my Nangong family!"

Looking at the disciple's response, an old man standing under the high platform lightly coughed and said, "Patriarch, there is also a goose book here..."

"Whose is this again?"

Nangongxun's face developed a blush, and he cursed in a low voice, "Sent to you?"

"Yao Family in Qucheng~"

The old man took out the goose book. This goose book is different from the ordinary goose book, but it is red. The old man said, "Their disciple Yao Yu fell in the Red Cliff Xiaotian realm. According to the surviving Taiqing Tianxian... "

"No need to say!"

Nangongxun waved his hand weakly, "Elder Cheng, what does the Yao family want to do?"

"They asked us to return Yao Yu's body to them~"

Elder Cheng's face also appeared bitter, and said, "We also need to give the Yao family an explanation!"

"Say, say~"

Nangong Xun finally couldn't help it, and roared, "What do they want to say? In the past two thousand years, hundreds of families have come over to say something, what can I say?"

"There are corpses. They know that they were eaten as blood food by the dragons. How can I return them to them?"

Speaking, Nangongxun raised his hand to shoot in the void!

"Boom~"

The void exploded, and pieces of space fragments splashed up like ice ball.

Then, Nangong Xun even raised his hand and "brushed", a red light fell on the corner of the hall.

"Oh, oh~"

There was a cry of ghosts and wolves in the corner, and then Nangong Zixu’s voice came, "Patriarch, please, please, please!"

As Nangongxun raised his hand, a **** human figure flew over.

At this time, Nangong Zixu is not so much a human figure, but a humanoid silhouette of flesh and blood. Nangong Zixu is flying in the air, where is the appearance of ordinary Confucianism?

Not to mention that there is no common Confucian costume, that is, even human skin is not seen. On the only flesh and blood, there are huge bloodstains. Within the bloodstains, there are dense bones visible to the naked eye.

This is nothing. Within the bloodstain, there are blue clouds, like silk, slowly drilling through the flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood are corroding in the clouds. Even if Elder Cheng sees these, he will bear it. I can't help but look down!

Nangong Xun flicked his middle finger, and a blue cloud shot into Nangong Zixu's body like an arrow, "Ah~~" Nangong Zixu screamed.

"Damn~"

Nangong Xun cursed fiercely, "How did you confuse Shiru? You made him commit such a big mistake!"

"President~"

Nangongzi Xucheng pleaded with trepidation, "The disciple has said it countless times, but the young master made his own claim, and the disciple did not confuse him at all!"

"That's your disadvantage!"

Nangongxun scolded again, "You won't stop him?"

"Besides, the people who went to Hongya with Shiru are dead, why are you still alive?"

"If you don't come back, how could my Nangong family be so passive?"

"Why don't you die in Red Cliff!!!"

"Patriarch, Patriarch~"

Seeing that Nangongxun was about to torture Nangong Zixu again, Elder Cheng hurriedly said with a smile, "This is Xiao Hua's trick!"

"He deliberately asked Nangong Zixu to come back to report the news, in order to plant the hatred of the dead Taiqing Tianxian on our Nangong family. Don't be fooled!"

"Huh~"

Heard here~IndoMTL.com~Nangong Xun snorted coldly, "I'm fooled! I don't know who was fooled. I got the news and sent the team to Red Cliff immediately!"

When Elder Cheng heard this, his face turned red, and he whispered: "The Patriarch was in retreat at that time, and the old man happened to take turns. Hearing the fall of the poetry and the ruin, how can he stand it?

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