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Chapter 1290 Shura Palace(1/2)

 The beautiful woman hanging in the air is Yun Suyi, the head of Su Xinzhai!

This ancestor who had survived the disaster and three difficulties had his magic power sealed by someone at this time, and he didn't seem to have any desire to resist!

Even though Chu Haotian is the lord of the first palace, his cultivation for thousands of years is difficult to understand the scene in front of him.

"what is going on?"

Chu Haotian looked puzzled and looked at Liang Yan on the back of the golden lion.

"Yun Suyi, the head of Suxinzhai, violated the ban of Linghu City Lord, secretly massacred the Sima family, Zhu family and other cultivation families. Among them, the Sima family has been destroyed, and the Zhu family has been saved by me. As the lord of the first palace, Liang immediately captured Yun Suyi and the disciples involved, and now escort them back to the city and handed them over to your Shura Palace to convict." Liang Yan said slowly in the air.

"What? You took action to capture Yun Suyi?"

Although there were already some speculations, when he heard Liang Yan admit it in person, Chu Haotian still widened his eyes and was obviously unbelievable.

The other three, the old man with red faces and Fa Zheng, looked at each other with a look of surprise and did not seem to believe it. As for Qiao Mu, the man laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Qiaomu smiled unscrupulously and looked no respect.

Liang Yan sat on Lao Jin's back, squinted his eyes, looked at him, and said lightly:

"Why is this fellow Taoist laughing?"

Although he is a monk in Tongxuan Realm, because of his special identity, the lord of the first palace of Bihai Palace can indeed be called "Fellow Daoist" with these monks in the realm of Transformation of Tribulation.

After hearing this, Qiaomu stopped laughing, looked at the sky with his eyes, and his hands were folded.

"I laugh at some people who are overestimating their abilities and like to support their face. For example, a child, who is obviously less than ten pounds of strength, says he will knock down the elephant with his bare hands. He thinks that others will look up to him and be complacent all day long, but he doesn't know that others treat him as a laughing stock. Lord Liang, tell me, is this person ridiculous?"

After his words, the other three immediately changed their faces. Even Chu Haotian coughed, his face a little ugly.

Although in their hearts, Liang Yan was not worthy of the position of the Lord of the Bihai Palace, Linghu Bai personally chose it, and it was justified that Qiao Mu was ridiculed in person, which seemed a bit too extreme.

"It's ridiculous."

On the back of the golden lion, Liang Yan couldn't sit upright, his face remained unchanged, and he only smiled and said, "A three-year-old child had never seen the world before, and he was like a frog in the well. What's funny is that he was sitting in the well and observing the sky, thinking that the world was like this, but how could he know that there were so many masters in this world. When encountering something he couldn't understand, he would just hide in the well and laugh. It was really sad and lamentable!"

"Ah!"

After hearing Liang Yan's words, Qiao Mu's face changed slightly, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he was the first to mock Liang Yan for being overestimated and liked to support his face, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually mock him as a frog in the well and watch the sky in the well.

"A monk in Tongxuan Realm dares to mock me! Humph, if it weren't for your identity as the Lord of the Bihai Palace, I would like to be nice today!"

Qiao Mu thought came out of this, but he did not dare to say what he thoughts in his heart. He could only suppress his anger and said lightly:

"Master Liang Palace, let's open the skylight and speak loudly. This Master Yun is a cultivator who has overcome the disaster and three difficulties. With your cultivation, it is impossible to capture her back to Wushuang City. I believe that this matter was due to your fellow Taoist Ningxia from Bihai Palace, and you will be escorted to our Shura Palace. There is nothing wrong with Qiao's words, right?"

As soon as he said this, the other three, including Chu Haotian, nodded.

In their opinion, only this statement can make sense!

Otherwise, how could a cultivator in Tongxuan Realm capture the leader of a sect here? This is too incredible.

"It seems that Ning Xia has taken great pains to help Lord Liang establish his authority. Alas, Lord Liang, you, as the Lord of Bihai Palace, cannot let down fellow Taoist Ning Xia's painstaking efforts. You must stay in the palace, do some small things within your ability, and try your best to share her worries." The old man with red face sighed.

Chu Haotian shook his head and said, "My fellow Taoist is such a bad word. As the lord of the first palace, cultivation is always the most important thing. Lord Liang's first task now is to practice hard and strive for that glimmer of opportunity to break through to the realm of Transformation of Tribulation. Only in this way can he shock the world and not let down the love of Lord Linghu."

These people were persuading Liang Yan with great thoughts, as if they were elders to guide the younger generation, and did not regard him as the lord of the palace.

"Have you said enough?"

On the back of the golden lion, Liang Yan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

From beginning to end, his face did not change much, and he was still calm at this time, but his voice was a little cold.

"My fellow Taoists, I wonder if you are wrong? Liang is the lord of the Bihai Palace personally conferred by Lord Linghu. It's not your turn to say so. Even if my cultivation level is only in Tongxuan Realm, so what if?"

Speaking of this, Liang Yan's eyes suddenly looked at Qiao Mu, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I happened to be there just now, and I happened to hear a few words. It is said that this fellow Daoist Qiao Muqiao wants to join our Bihai Palace and also want to replace Liang's position?"

Qiao Mu was glanced at by his eyes, for some reason he felt guilty, but immediately thought that the other person was only in Tongxuan Realm, so why did he be afraid of it?

"Mr. Liang, you are a bit judging a gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain!"

Qiao Mu looked at him and said coldly: "The result of the discussion among the four of us was that Qiao went to Bihai Palace to assist Ningxia in dealing with border issues. This is because you, the palace master, have insufficient cultivation, so we need people to send support from Shura Palace. Of course, Wushuang City is not a sect power. The palace masters of the five major palaces have always been able to live in. If the Lord Linghu sees my talent and strength, it is not impossible for me to sit in the position of the Palace Master of Bihai Palace in the future."

"What a capable person!"

Liang Yan clapped his hands on the back of the golden lion and said, "I don't know what kind of ability Fellow Daoist Qiao has. Liang wants to see this, how about the two of us bet on a bet?"

"You want to bet with me?"

Qiaomu thought he had heard it wrong, so he was stunned at first, and then laughed out loud.

"Parent Liang, don't you naively think that you are the Lord of Bihai Palace and I will give in to you, right? Or are you already blinded by vanity and really think that Master Yun was captured by himself?"

When he said this, a complex look flashed in Yun Suyi's eyes, including shame and anger, but no matter how his face changed, he was always obedient and did not speak out.

"Noisy, do you accept this bet or not?" Liang Yan didn't say anything, just asked coldly.

After hearing this, Qiaomu narrowed his eyes.

He broke through to the realm of Viagra sixty years after the discussion of the Tao in Cangnan Mountain. He had good talent, but was arrogant. When he was discussing the Tao in Cangnan Mountain, he did not go to the scene, but stayed in the city to guard. Seeing that Liang Yan, a junior in Tongxuan Realm, actually took the position of the Palace Master of the Bihai Palace, he was certainly dissatisfied.

"Liang Yan, Liang Yan, this is something you asked for. Bihai Palace has abundant resources. I must go there in the future. But now I am not the opponent of Ning Xia's wife. Let's use you, a shrunk turtle, to establish your authority first. Maybe you really have the chance to take the position of the Lord of Bihai Palace in the future."

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu did not hesitate and smiled, "Okay, since it is the Palace Master Liang that has an appointment, how dare Qiao refuse to follow me? But I don't know how to make a gambling battle, so please draw a trail."

"I'm just sitting here and letting you attack. If within a hundred moves, fellow Taoists can knock me off their mount, then you will win." Liang Yan said lightly.

While he was speaking, the golden lion camel under his seat cooperated to put away his wings, saying that he would not fly away and could let Qiao Mu attack.

"What?!"

Qiaomu's eyes widened, and a hint of anger flashed across his face.

"Mr. Liang, you look down on others now, right? If you say, taking ten moves without losing, it is more feasible. Kill you off your mount? Haha, why do you need a hundred moves? I'm afraid you can't even hold on to one move!"

"Is that so? Then you can try it!" Liang Yan's face showed a smile.

"You are too arrogant!"

Qiaomu was completely angry by him and shouted angrily: "Prince Liang, listen! Three moves! I, Qiaomu, only need three moves to beat you underground!"

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to rush into the air. With a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, five black clouds appeared above his head.

Qiao Mu is a ghost cultivator who practices "Ghost Story". The five black clouds are the underworld Yin Gods summoned by him with the ghost military talisman.

However, Qiao Mu's cultivation is not deep enough, and the subjugated Yin God cannot appear as a physical entity. He can only exist in the form of a black cloud, but his power cannot be underestimated.

"go!"

Qiao Mu shouted loudly, showing no mercy at all. Five black clouds broke through the air and arrived in front of Liang Yan in a blink of an eye.

"Is this your magical power?"

Liang Yan sneered, sat upright on the back of the golden lion, and only raised his hand and bounced his fingers.

Five blue sword energy burst out from his fingertips, slashing at the five black clouds that were coming towards him.

brush!

The sword energy passed through the air and shot into the black clouds, and immediately the sound of ghosts and wolves howling.

“Huh?”

Qiao Mu looked from a distance and looked surprised and suspicious.

His black cloud is condensed by the power of the underworld's Yin God. Everything is not dirty and everything is not destroyed. Logically speaking, after the other party's five sword energy was swallowed into the black cloud, there should be no movement. But at this moment, not only did the black cloud stop and remain motionless, but there were even sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howlings coming from it!

"What's going on? Why doesn't the Five Yin God move?"

Qiao Mu was shocked and was anxious to pinch the magic tricks in his hand, trying to activate his magical powers to knock Liang Yan down from his mount, but the five groups of black clouds were frozen in place and did not obey his command at all.

"Damn it, move it, move it!"

Qiao Mu did not believe in evil, and his spiritual power was circulating to the extreme. The magic tricks in his hand were constantly changing, but he still could not command the five black clouds.

"What? Your spell seems to have failed?"

On the back of the golden lion, Liang Yan was very relaxed and had a hint of teasing on his face.

His right hand was hidden in his sleeve and he secretly pinched a magic trick. He heard the sound of swords in the air, and five black clouds exploded instantly, and the green sword energy rushed out, actually extinguishing all the underworld Yin Gods in the five black clouds!

"How is that possible!"

“That’s.”

At this time, the three ancestors of the Shura Palace finally saw the clues. They looked at each other and saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

"If I read it correctly, this boy has already cultivated into a sword baby!" The old man with red face said in a secret voice.

"It's not wrong. How can ordinary sword energy hurt the Yin God of the Underworld? It's the power that only sword infants have!" Chu Haotian nodded with a serious expression.

"Hmph, it turns out that you have become a sword baby, no wonder you have such confidence!"

In the air, Qiao Mu snorted coldly. Although his face was a little surprised, he didn't seem to be afraid.

Unlike Chu Haotian, Fa Zheng and others, he is the newly promoted ancestor of the Tribulation in recent decades. Due to his outstanding talent and not long practice, he knows the realm of Sword Infant, but does not know the specific power of this realm, so he is not very afraid of Liang Yan.
To be continued...
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