A gloomy sneer flashed in Chi Qinghong's eyes, and he was very dissatisfied with the Qiantaiyi who didn't know how to lift and was not fooled, there were treasures he promised to the Moon Worship Sect Master in the glazed array, and the Sect Protector Divine Dragon in the glazed array was still Su Shaoping's turnover, so it was impossible for him to leave this for Su Shaoping.

Chi Qinghong said coldly:

"Nephew, this seat is very dissatisfied with your answer, this seat sees that you have not been on the right path recently, you are not good at practicing the illusion path, and you are dedicated to practicing weapons, you have not practiced for too long, and your brain is a little unconscious."

"Senior nephew, do you want to think about it again, is there any way to enter the glass array!"

Qiantaiyi's character actually implies unyielding stubbornness, arrogance, easy to listen to soft words, and can't listen to persecuted words, probably influenced by the environment and his parents since he was a child, his parents told him to hold his head high and be an upright man, and he really did it truthfully, and he really did it very well.

"Don't think about it, Qian Mou said that there is no way, there is no way, and it is useless for anyone to force me!" Qian Taiyi met Chi Qinghong's cold gaze with murderous intent, and said without giving an inch.

In this world, the rich will always be rich, the poor will get poorer, and the rich will complete hierarchical exploitation through various invisible systems and resources, rather than through direct plunder.

His ordinary casual cultivator father has been at a low level all his life, although he has been exploited by the high-level society since he was born and when he died, none of the strong people were so bored that he grabbed the few remaining spirit stones in front of him.

Otherwise, his father will teach him to protect himself, to compromise and move forward with a load, and to tell him that he will always hold on to his might and will sometimes die.

Chi Qinghong said angrily: "You don't know whether you live or die, you really have to be realistic before you are willing to say how to enter and exit the formation!"

Yang Wuchen was angry when he saw Chi Qinghong, and knew that Qiantaiyi was in a bad situation, but he wanted to save this genius disciple, this short and fat genius disciple he also wanted to accept him as a son-in-law, and he was Su Shaoping's disciple, it was best to leave his little life, in the future, if Su Shaoping made a comeback, he could change the mountain.

"Senior Brother Chi is angry, wait for me to persuade Senior Brother and Nephew!"

Yang Wuchen said: "I said that the nephew, the hero does not suffer the immediate losses, which angered Senior Brother Chi, and there is no benefit to you, why don't you understand." ”

Qiantai glanced at Yang Wuchen with a squint, and said disdainfully:

"Uncle Yang, you have a pair of good eyes, you can judge the situation, see the wind and steer the rudder, you see that there is no good fruit for angering Uncle Chi, you successfully avoided angering him, let me ask you, what benefits did you get from him?"

Yang Wuchen's face turned red with anger, which was an insult to his character. Yang Wuchen said angrily: "Nephew, if you insist on seeking death, this seat will not pull you!"

Chi Qinghong's face was expressionless, and he said, "Go and invite old friends of the moon and Yun Dao friends to come!"

The entire council hall, except for the Qiantaiyi who was left behind, were all the Supreme Elders of the Mirage Palace, and there was not a single dragon and tiger monk to call, everyone was stunned, who should go to this errand job!

Everyone is proud of their identity.

The wolf king said: "White Feather Daoist, you are faster, you can run!"

The single-eyelid blonde beauty Bai Yu flew out of the hall with a shake.

There was a dull silence in the hall, and Qiantai smiled coldly, "Uncle Chi, if there is nothing to do, Qianmou will go back to practice, and I will be flawless to accompany me!"

Chi Qinghong seemed to hear the joke, looked around at everyone, and smiled: "Did you hear it, this fool still wants to go back to practice? The glass array has not been opened, you don't need to refine the weapon again in your life!"

"Senior brothers, do you have any secret techniques that can make people say everything in their hearts. ”

Qiantai said angrily: "You want to use the means to deal with me!"

There was a row of Elder Taishang, no one paid attention to his anger, Xiao Baifu said: "This is quite tricky, the heaven-level spiritual root cultivator's soul is naturally strong and condensed, he may not be lost in the old man's illusion." ”

The other Supreme Elders also didn't say a word, obviously none of them had a secret technique that could ensure that the Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivator was suppressed, and then let him tell the truth what he knew in his heart.

Qiantai snorted and said: "Yes, I practiced the Zhenzong Peerless Sect, I have a firm Dao heart, your illusion can't confuse me, I don't want to, none of you can think of a way to enter the glass array." ”

Chi Qinghong said sarcastically, "Junior, illusion can't confuse you, it's not a good thing for you, this seat knows a secret technique of the blood path, and when you sacrifice a monk with extraordinary talent, you can get a mysterious power." ”

"If you don't know the current affairs, for the sake of the 80,000 sect cultivators, and for the inheritance of my sect and Taoism, then you can only be wronged!"

At this moment, the Moon Worship Sect Master and He Qi came together under the guidance of Bai Yu.

Qiantaiyi's gaze swept over the white feather and fell directly on He Qi's body, He Qi was wearing an ordinary cyan robe, but he still had an extraordinary bearing, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance was very extraordinary, even if he was placed in this group of Taishang elders, He Qi's bearing was not inferior to anyone.

Seeing He Qi, Qiantai's face couldn't help but change, and his father taught him some creeds that collapsed, "Son, you don't have to pay attention to the appearance, what men want is the inside;

At this time, Qiantaiyi vaguely felt that his father's knowledge was limited, and he had only dealt with some well-dressed family servants, and he didn't know that there were really people in the world like dragons and phoenixes.

The secret technique of the Confucian Taoist prince Ruyu is like a treacherous way, supported by the aura of Haoran, He Qi's appearance has changed, and even all the Returning Origin Realm monks present can't see it, even if Qiantai is an illusory Heavenly Spirit Root monk, he didn't see anything wrong.

After seeing He Qi, Qiantai's expression changed again and again, looking at others, and then at his own figure, a thought of admitting defeat and accepting his fate rose in his heart, and he wanted to erase a woman who patted him on the shoulder and called herself Sister Hu, but she couldn't do anything.

Chi Qinghong was a little stunned, and Qiantai saw Yun Zhongzi's gaffe, but there was no need to investigate this detail.

"Old friend of the moon, Yun Xiaoyou, you two came just in time, Chi is about to ask the two of you if you have a secret technique that can make people truthfully confess and know everything!"

Chi Qinghong glanced at it unkindly, a little stunned Qiantaiyi.

Suddenly, Qiantai seemed to think about something clearly, why did Hu Lingyue, who was so arrogant, let me transform into a cloud Zhongzi, they knew each other before, and there should be many things among them that I don't know.

"Chi Qinghong, the traitor seems to be loyal, you said that for the sake of the sect and Taoism, for the sake of 80,000 fellow sects, in fact, you colluded with outsiders, intending to manipulate the Mirage Hall to realize your own ambition to be the king and hegemon!"

At this moment, half of the angry Qiantaiyi was dissatisfied with Chi Qinghong in his heart, and the other half of the anger he couldn't tell where it came from, so he only instantly felt that he was gambling on his chest, and it was very unpleasant not to drink angrily.

The Moon Worship Sect Master shook his head and said, "Old friend, I don't have any secret techniques to lose the mind of the Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivator!"

Although He Qi's ghost path secret technique is not extraordinary, although there is a certain chance to lose the other party, He Qi is unwilling to reveal too many means, and he himself has pretended to be fake under Han You's secret technique.

To deal with a monk in the early stage of the Dragon and Tiger, even if he is a Heavenly Spirit Root monk, but he has not grown up, does he have to rely on secret arts, can't he use other methods to surrender without a fight?

He Qi smiled and said, "Senior Chi, there is no secret way to deal with this fellow Daoist!"

Chi Qinghong smiled gloomily, "This is not good, this seat will give you a chance one last time, and tell me how to enter the glass array, otherwise it will ......"

Qiantaiyi smiled contemptuously, arrogantly, and said disdainfully:

"People just die, Chi Qinghong, in addition to using death to persecute, do you have any other ways to do it, I'm not afraid of death, why are you always self-righteous, thinking that death can intimidate me!"

Chi Qinghong: "You are not afraid of death, this seat will fulfill you, Senior Brother Yang, you have cultivated the blood path in my sect, so you used the secret technique I read to you just now to extract his essence and blood soul and use it to sacrifice the glass array!"

Yang Wuchen didn't make a move immediately, he was stunned for a while, and he weighed whether to kill Qiantaiyi in his heart, but seeing Qiantaiyi standing with his hands down, seeing death as home, Yang Wuchen slowly got up, and then looked at Chi Qinghong. The latter nodded slightly, as if he was going to kill.

Yang Wuchen said: "Master Qian's nephew is offended!" The next moment a palm slapped out, a blood-colored palm shadow fell from the top of Qiantaiyi's head, and the evil qi exuded by the blood palm was extremely powerful, but the cultivation method seemed to be a little inappropriate, and the blood palm was not very stable.

Qiantaiyi didn't resist, with his cultivation, he could easily defeat the late stage cultivators of the Phantom Dao Dragon and Tiger in the same rank, but he couldn't defeat Yang Wuchen by leapfrogging, not to mention the many Returning Origin Realm masters in this hall.

This is the Longtan Tiger's Den, he and Ben have no possibility of breaking out, even if they resist, they will not escape death.

Rather, it is better to be generous.

Yang Wuchen's bloody palm was blurred and directly submerged into the body of this short and fat man, and suddenly his face turned red instantly, at this time he should be able to feel the blood boiling, and he wanted to break out of his body, Qiantai was motionless and gritted his teeth.

"Nephew, why do you stick to the obsession in your heart, it's too late for you to admit your mistake now!" Yang Wuchen shouted.

"No need to talk nonsense!" said Qiantai's fat face with muscles twisted together, word by word.

On the verge of life and death, Qiantaiyi did not have the slightest fear, but thought back on his life, and suddenly had another view of all the past in his life.

used to be the same as other teenagers.,I like to see a beautiful girl who is pure.,But I never showed it.。

Poor is the hand that wants to stretch out and touch, and retracted, ugly is the eye that wants to look at each other and dodge. Born with an inferior appearance, when his talent was not detected, he always followed the guidance of his father and suppressed his thoughts.

Life is about to pass, and I suddenly recalled that when the ordinary girl with freckles looked at her at the age of seventeen, it should be pure and quiet eyes, and it should be the most pure love that I have always yearned for, not because of my status, not because of my talent.

"If there is an afterlife, when there is wine, drink it, and sing it. ”

"Don't expect to be respectful and obedient to a peerless beauty in the future, just look at the present, as long as the sincere person doesn't care about her ordinary, doesn't care about her same short and slender figure, doesn't care about the freckles on her face. ”

Yang Wuchen urged Zhenyuan violently, and after a few breaths, finally, Han Tai spewed out a mouthful of crimson essence blood, and then countless blood qi was sucked out from the top of his head, and an illusory soul was also sucked out of the Baihui acupoint and merged into the blood mist, and the chaotic thoughts stopped abruptly at the same time.

A peerless genius that is rare in the Mirage Hall for a thousand years died here.

(End of chapter)