Chapter 268: There Is Such a Good Thing? !

After a while, the Holy Lord of Taichu, who was crushed into a blood mist, slowly recovered as before, but his face was much paler and very weak, and he looked frightened.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

The Holy Lord of Taichu really doesn't want to experience the pain of having his body crushed in an instant again.

Looking at the thin man with a fierce face in front of him, he felt very aggrieved, hateful and afraid at the same time.

"How does it taste?" Xue Tu sneered.

Just now, the other party relied on the characteristics of the undead blood clan to recover from the brink of death, which was completely within his expectations.

Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't really want to kill this old thing, he just wanted to vent his anger.

Hearing this, the Holy Lord Taichu showed an ugly smile on his face, not daring to show any dissatisfaction, and said humbly: "Master Xue Tu, I know you are joking with me."

"Hmph!"

Xue Tu snorted coldly, the sound was like thunder, shaking the Holy Lord Taichu's heart as if it was hit by a heavy hammer.

"You old bastard, do you know that the information you revealed is wrong!"

"My most important clone fell in that damn place!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, the Holy Lord Taichu was shocked, his eyes were bigger than copper bells, and his pupils were trembling.

He couldn't believe that this clone was killed in the East Region!

That was a top-level immortal king!

Looking at the East Region, who has such a great ability? !

Could it be...

The Lord of the Beginning thought of the familiar figure, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Yes, it was the Red Demon who did it?"

He never expected that the big devil who was suppressed by him with the immortal weapon back then could grow to this point now! Even the undead blood clan of that level can be killed!

Is this reasonable?

Xue Tu said coldly: "The Red Demon you mentioned is the guy in red clothes, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's him!" The Lord of the Beginning nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then asked carefully: "May I ask if your clone was defeated by him?"

"What a joke, this person is not so capable!" Xue Tu sneered.

"Then, who did it?"

The Lord of the Beginning was stunned for a moment.

In the neighboring East Region, there is actually a person who is stronger than the Red Demon?

This is really beyond his cognition!

Xue Tu's eyes kept changing, and he recalled the silver-haired young man in his mind. He said in an embarrassed voice: "He claims to be the master of Chi Mo, and he is an immortal king!"

"Hiss!"

The Holy Lord of Taichu took a deep breath, with deep fear in his eyes.

He thought he was the only one who had a big leg, but he didn't expect that his former enemy also got lucky!

This is not good news!

"Xue, Lord Xue Tu, I am wronged, I really didn't know about this." The Holy Lord of Taichu said humbly, trying his best to clarify himself.

In fact, what surprised him most was not that Hong Qianye worshipped an immortal king as his master, but that there were really immortal king-level strongmen in a place like the East Region. It seems that not only the Central Region is very deep, but other places are the same!

Xue Tu knew that it was useless to shirk responsibility. He could only blame himself for this matter.

In theory, with his current strength, he was confident that he could suppress a mere beginner immortal king-level strongman, and he just needed to set off immediately to take revenge.

But the problem is that the other party has mastered an extremely special magic weapon!

That top-grade fairy king-level fairy weapon!

At this time, Xue Tu recalled the scene of his clone in the Burial Heaven Pavilion, and he couldn't help shivering all over, and he still has lingering fears.

It's terrible!

That special magic weapon is simply born to restrain the undead blood clan!

No matter how strong the self-healing ability of the undead blood clan is, if it is really locked in that bronze coffin, it will only end up being slowly worn out.

Even Xue Tu felt that even if he recovered to the level of the top fairy king, he might not be sure to escape from the Burial Heaven Coffin!

Therefore, he was worried and didn't dare to set off immediately to the East Region for revenge.

Even if he was kicked like a ball and forced to recognize his father...

When he thought of the scene he had experienced, Xue Tu's eyes were frighteningly red, and the veins on his face were bulging. He felt that his dignity was trampled on and felt extremely ashamed.

The Holy Lord of Taichu was so frightened that his scalp went numb. He said in fear: "Is it that serious? I thought you had suffered a great injustice!"

What he didn't know was how miserable the man in front of him had been.

Gradually, after Xue Tu tried his best to calm down, he looked at the old man in hemp robe with disgust and said coldly:

"Old bastard, remember to find me more fresh blood food. If you have nothing else, get out of here!"

The Holy Lord of Taichu was as if he had been pardoned. He quickly said yes and fled from the underground palace.

"It's so unlucky!"

Xue Tu cursed and dived into the blood pool again to speed up the recovery of the vitality lost after losing his clone.

His mission is to take root in Kunlun Realm, help the Undead Blood Clan develop their power, and eliminate potential threats.

And now, he has fallen into a big setback and has to continue to hide and develop silently.

A few days later.

The weather is clear and the sun is shining.

A huge Kunpeng is flying in the void, on the way to the Central Region.

The handsome young man was wearing sunglasses, with his long, smooth silver hair scattered on his chest. He was leaning comfortably on a recliner with his hands resting on his head, and a long straw was in his mouth, which was connected to an extra-large milk tea bucket.

Sucking like this, Ye Junlin's face was full of satisfaction.

Since knowing that he was leaving the East Region and heading for the Central Region, everyone in the sect was very surprised. After holding a grand farewell ceremony, Ye Junlin took his apprentice on the journey.

Before leaving, the sect master Xu Younian said with a smile: "Ye Taishang, when you go to the Central Region this time, if you have time, go to Xuantian Holy Land to sit down and keep in touch with each other. After all, the relationship between the two families is there."

Ye Junlin did not refuse. Anyway, it was a matter of convenience for him to go and see Liu Qingming who had visited Xuantian Sect before.

Presumably, the other party should have a very comfortable life after returning?

"Master, the black pearls in it are almost finished. Shushu will give you some more!" Bai Xiaoxi, who was wearing a pink skirt, ran over and whispered.

Ye Junlin still held the straw in his mouth and made a sound of "hmm" to indicate his agreement.

Soon, Bai Xiaoxi ran over excitedly, holding a full hand of black pearls, each of which was plump and chewy, and contained rich spiritual energy, and then poured them into the extra-large milk tea bucket.

Swish, swish, swish~

The surrounding scenery was changing rapidly, which was enough to show how fast Kunpeng was.

Even if it was in the realm of celestial immortals, when it came to flying speed, even ordinary immortals would be inferior!

A few minutes later.

Ye Junlin burped, waved his hand to move the milk tea bucket away, and shouted to the front: "Xiaohong, where are we?"

With the eldest disciple guiding the direction in front, Ye Junlin was still quite relieved.

Hong Qianye turned around and bowed respectfully, saying, "Master, we will reach the territory of the Central Region in a while, and judging from this direction, we will surely reach Fengmingzhou!"

Li Wujie looked longing and could not contain his excitement, "Central Region, that's the Central Region! I didn't expect that I could come to the Central Region in this life!"

The Central Region, located in the center of Kunlun Realm, has always had the best resources for cultivating immortals and a huge population. There are many strong people there, and it is a real big stage.

As the saying goes, the Central Region is Kunlun, and Kunlun is the Central Region. The words of the older generation are not just talk!

Seeing this, Hong Qianye folded his arms and raised his chin, with a somewhat complacent tone, "Country bumpkin, I will take you to see the world later."

"Tsk!"

Li Wujie curled his lips, what are you so proud of?

Hong Qianye looked into the distance, her beautiful face showing a hint of pride,

"Fengmingzhou, there is a very special ancient country. When I was the leader of the Fire Demon Cult, almost all the people in the country were my followers. I don't know how it is now."

Hearing this, Li Wujie's face was even more contemptuous, "Tsk tsk, you are bragging without thinking, right!"

Hong Qianye ignored Li Wujie's doubts and continued to recall:

"That special ancient country, I remember it was dominated by women, and the number of men was extremely rare. Women often fought for the right to choose a mate, just to experience the joy of love with the men they liked."

"Huh?"

Li Wujie almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, with uncontrollable ecstasy on his face, and shouted excitedly:

"There is such a good thing?!!"