The Immortal Taoist Chapter 213: 7 Temples of Saint Kings
"This little brother, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. I didn't do anything to you. Why do you have to kill me?"
Xuan Wuji smiled flatteringly. Now his life and death are between Ling Dao's thoughts. To please Ling Dao, he doesn't feel ashamed. To him, the most important thing is to live.
As long as he is given time, he can become the Taoist master of the Black Emperor Palace, and even prove that he becomes an emperor. When he becomes the emperor, other warriors will mention what he has done today, and they will know how wise he is.
"Now I know to beg for mercy? If they fell into your current situation, would you let them go?"
Although the blond man is asking, he can tell from his expression that he already has the answer in his heart. No matter how clever the tongue is, it's useless.
Xuan Wuji didn't continue to explain precisely because of this. Moreover, he did not try to escape, because he knew that it was impossible to escape in front of a strong man like a blond man.
"You said they bullied the small with big things, why don't you?"
A middle-aged man wearing a black shirt stepped into the sky. Xuan Wuji was once the Supreme Heaven. With him, of course Ling Dao and the blond man were not allowed to kill Xuan Wuji. After all, Xuan Wuji was the emperor. Posture.
Even if it is an imperial power such as the Black Emperor Palace, there are not too many geniuses with the posture of a great emperor. The high level of the Black Emperor Palace sent him to hide in the dark, just for fear of accidents.
It is not the blond man who is guarded by the Black Emperor Palace but the remnants of the Yellow Emperor Palace. The appearance of the blond man was completely unexpected by the top of the Black Emperor Palace. It's a pity that he had never seen a blond man, and he assumed that the blond man was the remnant of the Yellow Emperor Palace.
The blond man regarded himself as Ling Dao's senior. He is not surprised, after all, Die Wu is the apprentice of Emperor Xiaoyao. To say that the remnants of the Yellow Emperor Palace and Emperor Xiaoyao did not have any intersection, he definitely didn't believe it.
"Brother Chu?!"
Xuan Wuqi was overjoyed. This Senior Brother Chu is also a powerful Saint King Realm of the Black Emperor Palace. The difference is that Senior Brother Chu owns seven temples. The Saint King Realm peak powerhouse is the same as the Heavenly Venerable Realm peak warrior. Although they are the pinnacle of the current realm, their strength can still continue to grow.
The four temples are not the limit of the powerful Saint Kings, and there are five temples, six temples, seven temples, eight temples, and nine temples. As for the Saint King of the Ten Temples, it only exists in the legend, and no one has seen it.
"Is it him? Chu Linyue, the Holy King of Seven Temples?"
Fengqing also knows Chu Linyue, because Chu Linyue's strength is not much greater than Fengqing. In terms of strength, the style of only four temples is definitely not Chu Linyue's opponent.
However, given time for Fengqing, Fengqing is confident to surpass Chu Linyue. Because the Saint King Realm powerhouse ultimately owns a few temples, it will be limited by how many Tianfus they have in the Heaven Realm.
The Taitianzun with only seven heavenly houses can only condense at most seven temples after becoming a strong Saint King Realm. And the Tyrant with eight heavenly houses can condense eight temples in the Saint King Realm. By analogy, the Supreme Heavenly Sovereign breaks into the Saint King Realm, and there is hope that nine heavenly palaces can be condensed.
"Seven Halls Saint King?"
The blond man raised his brows slightly, Chu Linyue's concealment method was indeed extraordinary. If it weren't for Chu Linyue's initiative to show up, he hadn't found Chu Linyue at all. This is not to say that Chu Linyue is stronger than the blond man, but that the blond man is sloppy.
"I also give you two choices, either kneel down and apologize to my junior, or I personally will cramp you!"
Chu Linyue said condescendingly, the arrogance of the Seventh Hall Saint King. He was imitating the tone of the blond man before, but Xuan Wuwei's injury was too serious.
Even if he suppressed the golden man's realm to the middle of the Saint King state, Xuan Wuqi would not be the golden man's opponent. Therefore, he can only do it himself, with his strength, it should not be difficult to kill the blond man.
"What did you say? I want to apologize?"
The blond man dug out his ears, as if he heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed aloud. That is, Chu Linyue didn't know his true strength, otherwise, Chu Linyue would definitely not dare to say such a thing.
"First of all, I didn't bully the younger with the big one. In terms of age, they are not younger than me. Secondly, what qualifications do I have to make Lao Tzu apologize for your waste?"
Faced with style and mystery, the blond man was so arrogant. Unexpectedly, facing Chu Linyue, the blond man is still so arrogant.
The fair-haired man's confidence made Chu Linyue's expression serious. After all, the fair-haired man knew that he was the Holy King of the Seven Temples, but he still didn't put him in his eyes. It can be seen that the fair-haired man must rely on him.
"What a big tone, I want to see if your strength is worthy of your tone."
Without any hesitation, Chu Linyue immediately raised the saber in his hand and slashed at the blond man. His moves are simple and unpretentious, but anyone can feel the horror of such moves.
The heavenly masters in the distance retreated again, and Chu Linyue's sharpness far surpassed Fengqing and Xuanwuqi. Even the style that urges the Yinlong Dao Sword, ~IndoMTL.com~ will be bleak in the face of such moves.
A slash cut out, the yin and yang were reversed, and the five elements were shattered. In the void, a crack of hundreds of meters long, like a black hole, sucked in all the nearby flowers and trees.
The horrible intent of a knife, like it can destroy everything, not to mention the blond man who bears the brunt, even those who watched the battle, felt the sharp pain like a knife.
"Hey, have the courage, try Lao Sun a stick!"
The golden long stick was in the hands of the blond man, rising against the storm, and it was a thousand feet in size in an instant. The Seven Halls of Saint King Chu Linyue was indeed more difficult to deal with than Fengqing and Xuanwuwei, but compared with him, it was still far behind.
"Keng!"
Without any fancy stick, it hit Chu Linyue's battle knife, and sparks burst out in the sky. The blond man stood where he was, and did not retreat for half a step. On the other hand, Chu Linyue retreated 37 steps before he could barely stabilize his figure.
Chu Linyue's eyes were full of astonishment. Judging from the performance of the blond man, the attack just now was just a stick. If the blond man gets serious, is he still his opponent?
"Who is he? Isn't even the Saint King of the Seven Temples his opponent?"
"If I didn't guess wrong, he should be the remnant of the Yellow Emperor Palace. Otherwise, how could he defend Lingdao and Diewu everywhere?"
It is normal for them to have such thoughts. Although Ling Dao is an emperor, the Ling family of Tian Lingyu has no background. To say that the Ling family can train a golden-haired man like a powerful Saint King Realm, they really don't believe it.