Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 243: Pharmaceutical farmers

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the majestic altar with blood enveloping his body, and the magic sword in his body automatically operated, forming a picture of a dead mountain and a sea of ​​blood under his feet. [More exciting novels, please visit]

In the midair, that illusory fairy palace, under the impact of blood, became more and more solid.

This fairy palace is very similar to the legendary Tiandi Shrine, with a sky pillar and a sky stele hung, emitting white cloud light, and sounding the fairy music divine music! ,

"Boom!"

A huge figure rose from the top of the altar, standing in the void, with a divine sword hanging from its waist, a five-pointed star condensed between the eyebrows, and its long hair was like a waterfall, carrying a supreme majesty.

A sacred atmosphere radiated from him, making everyone feel awe.

"This is... This is the emperor! The emperor has become a saint!"

"The emperor of heaven has become a holy!"

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Everyone knelt on the ground, kowtow to the figure of the emperor!

The Emperor of Heaven is the only **** that the Yulan Empire believes in, and even the true gods enshrined in various Taoist temples are the Emperor of Heaven.

What a great event that the sacrificial ceremony has attracted the emperor to show the saints!

This is the ancestral land of the Jiange Mansion, and the heavenly emperor's manifestation of the saints here, is it indicative of something?

In the northwestern area of ​​the imperial city, in a small old house, walked out a small herb picker, carrying a bamboo basket, carrying a **** on his shoulder, and squinting his eyes towards the altar. , "This is really the home of the Emperor of Heaven? It's great!"

The body of the herb-gathering farmer rose from the ground, flew into the sky, and in the next moment, it fell into the ancestral land of the Jiangehou Mansion.

"Who? Jiange Hou's Mansion is offering sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth. No one can break in at will."

Two warriors riding iron lion profound beasts, carrying silver broadswords, flew with horizontal swords, and intercepted the herb-gathering farmers.

The herb farmer smiled and said: "It is good to offer sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth! Heaven and earth are our parents, and gods are our belief. I also want to sacrifice and sacrifice."

Riding a warrior with a cold smile: "Sacrifices need to kill livestock, sacrifice with blood, sacrifice with human soul, sacrifice with spirit, what do you use to sacrifice?"

"This..." The herb-gathering farmer was a little embarrassed, rubbed his palms, smiled, and said: "Can you offer sacrifices?"

"Presumptuous!"

The two warriors swung their swords and slashed at the same time, dragging out a thrilling wave of swords!

They are all martial arts masters, responsible for maintaining the order of the sacrifices.

However, the swords of the two warriors stopped in mid-air, and a huge blood hole appeared at the heart of the hole. There was nothing in the hole, and the heart was taken away by the herb collector.

The herb-gathering farmer grabbed two hot hearts in his hands, compared their sizes, and then shook his head, disgustingly said: "The heart is too weak, the effort is too vulgar, and there is no aura. [More exciting For novels, please visit] Vulgar, vulgar, and vulgar in heart! I would not dig out your heart if I knew it, it’s really foul."

The herb-gathering farmer threw two **** hearts on the ground, wiped his hands on his robe, and after wiping them, he carried the two warriors in his hands and swaggered into the ceremony.

"Who?" Old Master Hou was sitting in his overhand position, and he was extremely furious when he saw the herb-gathering farmers walking into the ceremony with two corpses.

The medicine dragon smiled and said: "Gifts!"

The herb-gathering farmer threw the two corpses out and landed on the altar.

The corpse was instantly refined by the altar and turned into drops of blood.

Xuan Qingzi stood on the altar, his gaze sank, three kinds of divine light appeared above his head, condensed into the three-flower **** lotus, and he said in a deep voice: "Laughter! I dare to disturb the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens. This is disrespect to the heavens. , Disrespect to gods."

In the ancestral land of Jiangehou's Mansion, most of the strongest of the imperial court have gathered. There are dozens of Wu Zun alone. Even the Demon Emperor of the Demon Sect may not dare to break in single-handedly.

What is the origin of this herb gathering farmer? Actually dare to be presumptuous in front of so many Wu Zun.

The herb farmer stared at Xuan Qingzi for a while, nodded, frowned, and said: "Old Tao, your cultivation level is good, it seems that you have obtained the true teachings of Taoism. But... the heart is not very strong. , I don’t even have a martial arts heart palace, my mental strength is too weak, and my nutrients are not enough. Hey! Disappointment."

Xuan Qingzi said: "Your excellency is so big."

Xuan Qingzi opened his mouth, spit out a mighty cloud of smoke, a purple flying sword flew out of his mouth, dragging a sword mark, and piercing the eyebrows of the herb-collecting farmer.

The purple flying sword flew back to Xuan Qingzi's hand with a trace of blood.

To be killed so easily, the warriors present were relieved.

"It was a false alarm, it turned out to be just a brave fanatic!"

"Xuanqing Guoshi’s Ziyun Flying Sword is crafted by the gods outside the sky, and it can kill people thousands of miles away. It can even fly manned. It can fly up to the sky and escape from the ground."

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As everyone was talking about it, something strange happened.

The herb gatherer raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, the blood hole in the center of his eyebrow disappeared suddenly, and even the blood hole in the back of his head disappeared.

The whole ceremony was quiet, and no one even took a breath.

Jiange Hou and King Great Jinpeng are also sitting in distress, thinking it's incredible.

No matter how strong the martial arts cultivation is, if the head is penetrated, it will undoubtedly die.

The herbalist nodded, and said: "The Taoist swordsmanship is indeed authentic than the martial artist's swordsmanship."

Xuan Qingzi had never seen such strange things either. Her heart suddenly jumped and she felt the danger. Ten fingers immediately formed the seal, mobilizing the profound energy between the heavens and the earth, condensing them into a huge guardian formation.

"Boom!"

A **** bombarded the formation with a **** from the drug-gathering farmer, and the shock caused the ancestral land of the Jiangehoufu to shake suddenly, the altar almost collapsed, and the profound energy of heaven and earth fluctuated violently.

The strength of the herb-gathering farmers is constantly getting stronger, and the formation is deformed, and he smiles: "Old way, the cultivation base is not bad!"

Xuan Qing Zigui was one of the nine masters of the dynasty, the top ten sages of the Taoist sect, and he was omnipotent.

However, at this moment, I was sweating coldly, and I felt my body exploded, and my strength was completely suppressed. Especially the heart in the body, the beating speed increased more than ten times, as if it was about to jump out of the body.

"Boom!"

The medicine-gathering farmer blasted the formation to pieces, and his claws grabbed Xuan Qingzi's heart. A gap was torn in the space, and the strength was extremely strong.

Xuan Qingzi's face changed drastically, her index finger and **** pointed out and directed Ziyun Feijian to stab the palm of the herb-gathering farmer.

"Boom!"

The Ziyun Flying Sword was wrapped in a **** energy and flew back, bombarding Xuan Qingzi's body, flying Xuan Qingzi out, and falling on the top of the altar, before falling into the altar.

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the edge of the altar, suddenly awakened, broke his blood, spread the rainbow and moved, flying to the sky above the altar, catching the seriously injured Xuanqingzi, and flying back to the edge of the altar.

The herb-gathering farmer stared at Ning Xiaochuan, stretched out a finger, and said: "You kid is a little familiar!"

Ning Xiaochuan stared at him coldly, and hurriedly used the power of the magic sword to hide himself.

Pharmaceutical farmers are a bit too weird, making people feel dangerous instinctively.

Emperor Yulan sat on the emperor's robe, his eyes condensed, and threw out an emperor's order, saying: "The imperial city is the foundation of the empire. It is really lawless for someone to dare to be so presumptuous in front of this emperor. Who can do it? The town kills lunatics, rewards thousands of dollars and ten cities."

Hearing the words of the Great Emperor Yulan, everyone present was uneasy, and the reward was too rich, and there was a fief.

"Chen, Hou Yue Wuyang in the cloud is willing to take action to capture and kill the thieves for the emperor!"

Yue Wuyang is holding a sharp gun, his blood is like a rainbow, and a real dragon seven feet long is coiled above his head, swallowing clouds and vomiting fog, spreading his teeth and dancing claws, extremely fierce.

This is his martial soul!

Many princes were a little disappointed, such a good job was actually snatched away by Yue Wuyang!

In their opinion, although the cultivation base of the herb-gathering farmer is terribly powerful, after all, there is only one person, and even with earth-shaking power, it is impossible to escape death today.

So, the award given by the Great Emperor Yulan is simply too rich.

"Even Master Xuanqing was wounded. I am afraid that Yunzhonghou may not be the opponent of the old peasants. The minister will go to help Yunzhonghou." Tianxianghou unfolds his martial spirit, sells his mighty steps, and steps up to the altar step by step. .

"The minister also went to help Hou in the cloud." Another master Hou flew onto the altar.

These princes, especially the non-hereditary princes, have all asked to fight!

They are non-hereditary princes. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to own a fief. Even if they have made extraordinary achievements on the battlefield, the chance of obtaining a fief is very small.

There is now a chance to obtain a fief, and they will naturally not let it go.

In a twinkling of an eye, five Lord Hou took action and flew up to the altar to suppress the herb-gathering farmers!

Old Master of the Jiange Mansion, immediately gave an order to open the enchantment and formation of the ancestral land.

"Boom!"

On the ground, seventy-two blood-red pillars rose up to wrap up the entire ancestral land, forming a huge blood-colored cage, which restrained the land.

If the enchantment and formations are not activated, not only the ancestral land of the Jiange Mansion will be wiped out, but even the imperial city will suffer a huge impact and will suffer heavy losses.

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the edge of the altar, staring at the herb-gathering farmer, and the magic sword in his heart rang strangely, warning him.

"What a strange feeling, why does the magic sword warn me? Isn't this medicinal farmer an ordinary martial arts expert?"

Ning Xiaochuan's gaze was fixed on Xuan Qingzi's body.

This old man suffered a serious injury, especially his heart, which actually bulged out, and his bones were crushed, as if the heart was about to jump out of the body,

If it were anyone else, they would have died.

However, Xuan Qingzi's cultivation base is extremely high, and he used his strength to seal his heart and save his life!

At this moment, he is recuperating by himself, and there are three different rays of light surrounding his body.

"Ah!"

On the altar, a scream sounded.

Sky Elephant Hou flew out of the chaotic blood, his face pale, his palms covering his heart.

The location of his heart~IndoMTL.com~ bloody, the inside became empty, and his heart was taken away.

Sky Elephant Hou's eyes widened, and the blood on his body became weaker and weaker. He stepped back two steps and fell directly into the sea of ​​blood on the altar, and was swallowed by the sea of ​​blood!

"Cracking!"

The bones of Tianxianghou were refined by the power of the altar and turned into a rain of blood, flying from the altar to the sky, staining the entire sky blood red, which is terrifyingly demon.

Not long after, the heart of another Lord Hou was taken out, fell from the sky, fell into the altar, and turned into a cloud of red blood.

Two Wu Zuns fell in succession, and their hearts were taken away, and they became sacrificial offerings.

This is simply an unacceptable fact. The Great Emperor Yulan slapped the dragon chair with a palm and stood up suddenly, angered.

Above his head, the spirit of the nine elephants of Nine Dragons condenses, and the profound energy of the heavens and the earth is disordered. "The emperor understands that this demon has escaped from the demon palace in the Fire Demon Mountain Range. It is a thousand years of suppression. Gu Mo, he finally appeared!"