"right!"

Wang Qiankun nodded and said: "Use your strongest move!"

"good."

Xin Zhao nodded.

The flowers are dazzling in front of me, and the flowers and leaves are broken. At this moment, the night has become quiet, the surroundings are extremely quiet, and the sound of the breeze has become clear. When I first entered this palace, the bustling, lively, and strange scenes in the sky have all disappeared.

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When the song ends, people go away, leaving only the remaining flowers.

Xin Zhao's eyes fell on a piece of white rose petals stained with bright red blood. The blood stains still retained a faint golden blood. The wind blew gently, and the remaining flowers turned into ashes.

Xin Zhao closed his eyes and prepared to go. He opened his arms and felt the world and the four directions. The blood in his body was boiling, and the majestic power of true energy surged up, dispelling the coldness in the night.

Within his tall body, the temperature was still rising. Slowly, all the true energy in his body was mobilized. Zhao Xin just felt that his whole body was extremely hot, as if a small sun was rising slowly.

Within the body, bursts of dragon roars erupted, the dragon-shaped blood energy was ferocious and terrifying, and the terrifying aura raged in all directions.

Wang Qiankun smiled and nodded, yes, yes, this momentum is no less than those of the true disciples!

Slowly, at this time, strange blood-colored runes appeared on the surface of Xin Zhao's body. These runes were profound and difficult to understand. They were intertwined and stirred up Xin Zhao's blood.

Gradually, the three-clawed spear in his hand was filled with a layer of bloody light.

At this time, on the sea of ​​flowers in ten directions, rays of blood and wisps of red light shrouded the four directions, rising into the sky, and then falling down. There were rays of terrifying divine brilliance wrapped around the three-clawed spear.

"Nine Kills of the Blood Dragon!"

Xin Zhao roared angrily, the blood in his body was like a dragon, hot as lava, and he stabbed forward fiercely.

"boom!"

Something terrible happened. The light on the three-clawed spear suddenly rushed forward and turned into a streak of bloody thunder. The surrounding earth trembled, and wherever the thunder passed by, flames ignited.

In the blink of an eye, the sea of ​​flowers was shrouded in scorching blood. There was blood in the sky, and blood was like clouds in all directions. The sea of ​​flowers turned into a sea of ​​fire. The flowers shrouded in blood burned violently, and finally turned into ashes.

In this way, a vast sea of ​​flowers was burned to ashes and turned into scorched earth in an instant.

Xin Zhao stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his scalp numb, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Was this caused by him?

"Unknowingly, he has become so powerful?"

He couldn't help but froze on the spot.

"What is that? Blood and fire are rising to the sky!"

The patrolling disciples nearby exclaimed when they saw this scene.

"The place where the incident occurred is outside the Beidou Hall. It is an important area. Even we law enforcement disciples cannot enter without permission!"

A disciple frowned, thinking that something big had happened, but he didn't dare to trespass.

"It doesn't matter, Elder Wang Qiankun is there and nothing will happen."

Another older disciple, who was very prestigious, glanced at it, then lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "It is not inconvenient for us to investigate this situation, so we just have to fulfill our duties faithfully."

"yes!"

The other law enforcement disciples did not dare to say anything.

…

Wang Qiankun took a look at the sea of ​​flowers that had been reduced to ashes by Xin Zhao's full blow, with a satisfied look on his face and said with a smile: "Good, good! Xin Zhao, you are really extraordinary, you have surprised me many times!"

"

Wang Qiankun is usually very reserved and seldom praises anyone.

Being praised by him, even Xin Zhao couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"But it's a pity that although your move is powerful, it does not break through the limit of 100,000 divine powers. In other words, although you can rival the physique of a king in the secret realm of the physical body, you have not reached the forbidden realm."

Xin Zhao has no regrets, because with the heaven-defying power of [Soul Reaper], sooner or later, he will reach the forbidden realm.

Wang Qiankun was very satisfied. Entering the forbidden realm was just a fantasy. It was too exaggerated. He was surprised that Xin Zhao could reach the level of a king's physique.

After a while, Wang Qiankun said again: "Xin Zhao, in the near future, I will board the ladder to the Heavenly Palace of Chaos, and the things here will be handed over to others."

"Elder, are you going to be promoted?"

Zhao Xindao.

"No, no."

Wang Qiankun shook his head and said: "Although the big names above the true disciples have lived in the Heavenly Palace for a long time and ignored the worldly affairs, it does not mean that they don't care. After all, the huge inner and outer sects are the foundation, and they can't bear to part with them.

Give up. So we discussed the Four Lines and Twelve Halls, and selected a representative to control the affairs of the inner and outer gates."

"I am affiliated with the Hall of Punishment. After today, my term of office expires. Tomorrow, I will abdicate to make way for someone worthy, and the Lord of the Sun will take over this position."

"ah!"

Zhao Xin was shocked. Half of his backer, Wang Qiankun, was about to leave. His replacement was still from the Sun Lord lineage. If I go, that Dong Huangjun wouldn't take this opportunity to plot against him, right?

"Elder Wang!"

Xin Zhao almost burst into tears, he was really reluctant to let go!

"Good boy."

Wang Qiankun was a little moved.

Xin Zhao was speechless. After a moment of silence, he could only say respectfully: "Disciple sends you to the elder."

His eyes fell on the little beast in his arms again, full of reluctance.

"Let's go."

Wang Qiankun nodded, raised his broad shoulders, brushed up his golden sleeves, and looked at the little beast with kind eyes.

The little beast reluctantly rubbed its face in Zhao Xin's arms for a few times, and then flew into Wang Qiankun's arms. Then Wang Qiankun's whole body shone with golden light, burning with bloody flames, and flew quickly into the sky.
Chapter completed!