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Ren Weiyong's saber, together with countless supernatural powers, had already shattered his consciousness, soul, and heart veins.
He looked at Ren Weiyong who was approaching him step by step, and let out a miserable laugh.
"Ren Weiyong, I lost today, I admit it! It's up to you to kill or cut everything, just give me a treat!"
"Okay, as you wish."
Ren Weiyong didn't have the intention of torturing him either. After walking in, he stabbed the second elder's body with a knife and twisted it hard!
Bang! !
The second elder's body and soul were all turned into powder!
The powerhouse at the seventh level of the Celestial Master Realm has fallen!
Only a drop of the lustrous seventh-level blood essence of the Celestial Master remained, quietly suspended in the air.
This time, the four elders sent by the Nine Profound Dao Sect all died at the hands of Ren Weiyong!
With a big wave of his hand, Ren Weiyong collected the dead blood of the four great elders in the void.
Afterwards, Ren Weiyong took a deep breath, looked at the various monsters that emerged from the underground palace, and said with a little appreciation: "Your battle formation is not bad, but unfortunately it is indeed a bit crude. Continue to practice, it is best to share the damage, It should be more integrated, otherwise there will be too many flaws, too unstable, and it will be easily broken."
"Yes!"
The five generals bowed their hands one after another, and replied with burning eyes.
With Ren Weiyong's approval, they were happier than beheading a celestial master.
"Well, it's a pity that I don't know much about the way of formation, otherwise I can provide some help."
Ren Weiyong shrugged, and then stepped into the depths of the underground palace.
……
Deep in the underground palace.
Ren Weiyong looked at the four drops of blood quietly floating in front of his eyes, and he couldn't hide his joy in his eyes.
developed!
One drop of essence blood from the second level of the celestial master, two drops of essence blood from the fifth level of the celestial master, and one drop of essence blood from the seventh level of the celestial master!
"It's a big profit! Swallowing these four drops of blood essence will increase your power by 3000 years, isn't it too much?"
Ren Weiyong swallowed and spit.
Now Ren Weiyong is constantly turning over and beheading celestial masters, fighting almost every day, and the upgrade speed is very terrifying, faster than his daily check-in and upgrade!
Swallowing blood and sign-in rewards, the addition of the two, the promotion speed is unimaginable!
"I can't swallow the essence and blood of the Dao Realm, and the Seventh Level of the Celestial Master, shouldn't it be a big problem?"
Ren Weiyong stretched out his hand and grabbed the essence and blood of that day's master at the seventh level...
A scorching force slightly emanated from the blood essence of the seventh-layer celestial master, which made his skin tingle a little.
"It can be devoured, but it's a little bit reluctant. It's better to be weak first and then stronger, and devour it gradually, step by step."
Ren Weiyong's eyes flickered, he grabbed the essence of the second level of Master Tian's blood, and swallowed it in one gulp!
……
Jiuxuan Daozong.
Sovereign Hall.
"Master Zong-Sovereign, something is wrong!"
The disciple who was in charge of guarding the natal soul lamp stumbled into the main hall and knelt down at the feet of the Nine Profound Dao Sect Master.
"The natal soul lamps of the second, second, third, fifth, and seventh elders are all extinguished!"
The disciple's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his speech was a little awkward because he was frightened.
"I see."
The Sect Master of the Nine Profound Dao Sect, Li Zhanlong, let out a long sigh.
He sat on the seat withered, letting his hair hang down in a bun, his whole body seemed to be decades old, his face was ashen.
Eight elders, half dead!
Among them are the second elders and other high-level powerhouses in the celestial master realm!
That is the hope to hit the Dao Realm in the future!
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the downfall of these four elders had severed an arm of the Nine Profound Dao Sect.
He already overestimated Ren Weiyong enough.
He originally thought that the team led by the second elder of the seventh level of the Celestial Master would not only be able to kill Ren Weiyong, but at least he would be able to guarantee a safe retreat.
Who would have thought that in just one year, Ren Weiyong's strength would increase so much?
"Sect Master, the Second Elder and the others have been operating in the sect for many years, and they have a large number of confidant factions under their control. At this moment, their deaths are unknown. I'm afraid that these confidant factions..."
The disciple faltered and was about to speak.
Li Zhanlong, the sect master of the Nine Profound Dao Sect, waved his hand feebly and interrupted:
"No need to say more, the second elder and the others are all caused by the order of the sect master. Within three days, I will give them an explanation."
The deaths of the Second Elder and the others were actually to be blamed on the Third Patriarch.
But the third ancestor, it is impossible to come out and take the blame.
This pot, he knows, can only be carried by himself.
As for how much backlash and complaints it would cause, Li Qilong didn't care at this time, and it didn't matter.
Chapter 254
Jiuxuan Daozong.
The sun was setting, on the roof of a temple.
Xuan Taixu held a pot of wine in his hand and drank it lightly.
His demeanor is elegant, even when he is drinking, he does not have the slightest roughness of a hero in the world, but is full of the noble air of a handsome young man.
Beside him, Ma Chunmei was also holding a jug of wine.
Her movements are much more bold and unrestrained than Xuan Taixu's.
I saw her drinking with her head tilted up, the collar of her skirt was undone, and the strong wine rolled from the corner of her mouth and landed on the skirt.
"Xuan Taixu, Ren Weiyong, this guy has really become popular!"
Ma Chunmei was slightly moved.
She couldn't have imagined that there would be such a figure in the southern realm, which they regarded as a barbaric place.
"Well, he is very strong, I... not as good as him."
Xuan Taixu nodded his head, his face was calm, and there was nothing unwilling to be jealous.
Ma Chunmei glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Hey, Xuan Taixu, this is not your character, it is the first time I can hear that you are inferior to others, it is rare..."
"Didn't you say last year that as long as you're not in Jiuyin Mountain, Ren Weiyong is no match for you?"
Xuan Taixu took a sip of his wine, shook his head and said: "That's different, the past is the past, and the present is the present, how can you look at people with old eyes?"
"Hey, don't say that, Ren Weiyong is certainly strong, but you are not weak either. Thinking back when you were in the realm of archmage, you killed high-ranking celestial masters, so you two are about the same."
Ma Chunmei laughed.
Xuan Taixu glanced at her and said helplessly:
"You guy, did you hurt me on purpose? It's not like you don't know the situation of the high-ranking celestial master I killed back then. It was a high-ranking celestial master who was dying and seriously injured by Daozong who had no combat effectiveness. Heavenly Master, send it for me to kill."
"This is the same as Ren Weiyong killing two fifth-level celestial masters in a row and killing a seventh-level celestial master in turn?"
Ma Chunmei laughed dryly when she heard that, but didn't answer.
Of course she knew about these things.
Saying this is just to comfort Xuan Taixu.
She knew that this guy looked indifferent, and he said he didn't care, but he was actually warm in his heart, and he was an unyielding master.
"Hey, I was still thinking that I will overthrow your number one position on the fairy list in the future. I didn't expect Ren Weiyong to be the first. This guy...is very perverted, he is the strongest in our generation."
Having said this, Ma Chunmei changed the subject and stopped talking about it, but said:
"Xuan Taixu, your parents are old and dead, why are you not emotional at all, and you don't go to the incense stick or something?"
Xuan Taixu heard the words and said indifferently: "The road to practice is to have thousands of troops and horses crossing the single-plank bridge. If you are not strong enough, you will naturally fall on the road. This is fate, no wonder others."
"Even if I took the initiative to provoke and died at the hands of others that day, I don't need others to offer incense to me."
Ma Chunmei frowned when she heard this.
This guy...doesn't know whether to say he's ruthless or sees too clearly.
As for Xuan Taixu, he shook the empty jug, seeing that the wine was gone, he didn't bother to drink any more.
"Chunmei, how long are you going to hide? I'm not number one in the fairy list now, is it time to show my strength?"
Xuan Taixu raised his eyebrows.
"Haha, if you are too high-profile, you will die. It's not so easy to prove the truth. It's better to keep a low profile."
"Anyway, I'm not Ren Weiyong. I'm alone. I have to handle everything by myself. I have a family behind me. I just need to cultivate with peace of mind."
Ma Chunmei laughed and brought the topic up.
On the other hand, Xuan Taixu shook his head with a laugh, and said nothing more.
……
The consequences of Ren Weiyong beheading the four elders of the Nine Profound Dao Sect, especially the senior elders of the Heavenly Master, were much more than that.
On this day, almost all the sects that are close to the Nine Profound Dao Sect or have enmity with Ren Weiyong received a letter from the third patriarch of the Nine Profound Dao Sect.
In a cave behind the withered Laoshan School.
The ancestor of Laoshan, who was sitting cross-legged like a clay figurine, suddenly sent out a message in his mind.
"Laoshan, this son of Ren Weiyong has become a man, we must not keep him anymore."
"The Third Patriarch of the Nine Profound Dao Sect, Jiuu?"
Laoshan Patriarch slowly opened his eyes, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Jingku, what are you going to do?"
The low voice sounded again.
"Three days later, at Zishi, we will have an interview in Nine Heavens."
As soon as he said this, the voice quickly disappeared.
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Black Cliff Mountain.
The old lady An Daorong, who had cultivated the locust tree to become a master, suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of Jiuxuan Daozong.
"Is there an interview with Jiuchongtian in three days? Okay, I agree."
……
far west.
In the endless yellow sand, a glorious and magnificent golden ancient city is located here.
A statue of Buddha, like a golden statue, wearing a nine-sack lama robe, sat cross-legged in the center of the ancient city.
There are countless devout believers and ascetic monks who come here with nine steps and one kowtow.
Suddenly, a low voice came from the ear of the golden statue.
"Jiulai Living Buddha, your disciple Ba Siqi died at the hands of Ren Weiyong, you just forget it?"