Xuanhuan: I, with unlimited investment, are admired by all ethnic groups

Chapter 258 Burial of Demon Yuanli

Xun’s words are very light.

But throughout the great hall, it was like thunder exploding.

Let many people, the heart is stirred up.

“This young man, is Li Xun, the Holy Son of Xuanyang?” When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name.”

“I heard that he had killed quite a few powerful people in the Divine Palace Realm in the Hercules Demon Sect’s small world, including the elders of the Star Moon God Sect.”

“But isn’t it, Li Xun killed Wei Qiong, and Wei Qiong is Wei Xian’s brother, if he turns a blind eye to Li Xun, then there will be a ghost.”

“Oh, I thought this demon sealing conference was just that, I didn’t expect to see such a good play.”

Listen to the discussion of the people around you.

Wei Xian’s face was cold.

The reason why Li Xun was able to have today’s fame was that he stepped on their Star Moon God Sect, and his current prestige was forged by the blood of Wei Qiong and others.

Everyone present, every time they mentioned Li Xun, the Star Moon God Sect, and the forces of the Great Chu Dynasty, it was a hurdle that could not be bypassed.

“One day, I will witness your fall!”

Wei Xian was surrounded by murderous intent, but did not choose to do it.

One comes.

He knew that he was not Li Xun’s opponent, and it could be said that any one of the Divine Palace Realm strongmen present alone against Li Xun would have little chance of winning.

Even if it is semi-sacred, it is the same.

Secondly.

It is because this is the base camp of the Ziwei Holy Land, and if you start here, I am afraid that before you can really shoot, there will be countless strong people who will come forward to block it.

In case things get upset, there may even be saints coming forward.

“You can’t see that day anymore.”

Li Xun opened his mouth.

Led by two core disciples of the Ziwei Holy Land, he stepped into the banquet, and after he was seated, on the left was Elder Zheng Huang of the Wanhua Holy Land.

This is an acquaintance, today we met again, Zheng Huang smiled slightly, which was a greeting.

On his right is the strong man of the Northern Yu Dynasty, this person is only middle-aged, his face is resolute, but he is somewhat strange, but from the general outline, it can be seen that there are many similarities with the Northern Yu Divine Emperor.

The other party raised his hand and threw his hands and feet, there was a kind of Jinge iron horse’s killing intention, if there was no accident, it should be a prince of the Northern Yu Dynasty.

And.

With the Northern Yu God Emperor, it should still be a brotherly relationship.

Seeing Li Xun sit down, the middle-aged man of the Beiyu Imperial Dynasty reached out and took up the wine cup, gestured to Li Xun in the distance, and secretly said:

“Emperor Fang Yin of the Northern Yu Dynasty, I have seen Li Xun Daoyou..”

“Before that, within the Hercules Demon Sect Small World, thank you Li Xun Daoyou for your righteous hand

If there is a need for the meeting, even if the Daoist friends open their mouths, the Northern Yu Emperor is willing to advance and retreat together with the Xuanyang Holy Land!”

“It turned out to be the King of Wu in front of him, disrespectful.”

Li Xun smiled.

The Northern Yu Dynasty, like the Great Zhou Dynasty, had a prince who guarded the border, and the Zhenbei King of the Great Zhou Dynasty had a great name throughout the ancient continent.

Along with the King of Zhenbei is the King Wu of the Northern Yu Dynasty.

This martial king, when he was young, had fought with the Zhenbei King of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and both of them belonged to the same generation, and their strength had reached an extremely terrifying situation.

It is rumored that the Zhenbei King of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Wu King of the Northern Yu Dynasty could have been sanctified a long time ago, but they just lacked the right opportunity.

How about Zhenbei Wang, Li Xun was still unclear, when he saw the other party before, his strength was still too weak, and he couldn’t see the depth of the other party at all.

But this martial king, Li Xun, is certain.

The strength of the other party, definitely no less than the Northern Yu Divine Emperor, is in a state that can be sanctified at any time, the only pity is that the system does not prompt investment.

After all.

He has Hun Tiandan’s in his hand.

If you can invest one, the return will be huge.

“Ahem!”

The other side.

Wei Xian snorted coldly and turned his head in displeasure.

In this great hall, the forces behind Li Xun are not weaker than their side, and if they continue to attack, it is likely to cause confrontation between all sides.

After all.

The forces such as the Wanhua Holy Land and the Northern Yu Imperial Dynasty were also not weak, Li Xun did not realize that he and others were going to deal with him, if the Northern Yu Imperial Dynasty or the Wanhua Holy Land were aware of it.

That’s a hassle.

At that time, more than a dozen Divine Palace Realm strongmen joined forces, and even if they arranged the formation, they could trap Li Xun.

“Buzz!”

Then.

Void Twist.

At the top of the entire hall, a space black hole occupying a radius of tens of kilometers appeared, so deep that it did not know where it was connected.

There was an unusual smell coming out of it.

This kind of breath, supreme, has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, if it can cut through the ages, like a fairy king in the underworld, descending into this great hall.

“Would-be Emperor!”

Someone exclaimed.

This kind of breath is very weak, just a trace of the quasi-emperor breath, but it still makes people feel shocked in their hearts and can’t help but feel respect.

“Whoops!”

In a black hole.

A golden scroll, slowly manifesting, emitting a brilliant light, hunting sounds, across the top of the main hall.

This ancient scroll, I don’t know what material it was refined, let alone from whose hand, is full of rich Taoist rhymes, and every word on it seems to be expounding the truth of heaven and earth.

“‘Boom!”

Scrolls a shock.

The blazing light rushed into the night, sacred and vast, making it impossible for people to face it and want to worship it.

“The Quasi-Emperor’s Law has arrived!”

An elderly figure, in his cloudy eyes, bloomed with a hint of brilliance, murmured.

“Is it the law of the quasi-emperor?”

Li Xun’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked toward the void, and on the golden scroll, the brilliance gradually converged, but the charm above did not dissipate.

Every handwriting becomes clearly visible.

The above record is the place where extraterritorial demons have appeared in the recent period, and if there is no accident, this is the highlight of this conference.

The only thing that makes people regret is that the extraterritorial demons in some regions have been marked up and assigned to a certain force to shoot.

Other forces, even if they covet the Blood Essence Stone in the hands of demons outside the realm, have to weigh whether they can provoke a would-be emperor.

After all.

In the era when the Emperor did not come out.

The voice of a quasi-emperor is not weaker than that of an emperor.

“Sure enough, as others said, the extraterritorial demons near the Wanhua Holy Land were handed over to the Bactrian Imperial Dynasty to deal with, and I don’t know if this was the handiwork of the would-be emperor.”

Li Xun was secretly worried.

If it is from the Terran quasi-emperor, then this quasi-emperor is inevitably too small, and it is easy to cause contradictions between several forces.

Blood Essence Stone everyone wants, this thing can make people shed blood and reborn, you have given it to other forces, what will the hearts of the people in the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land think?

But if it is from the hand of the demon quasi-emperor…….. That’s a bit of a stretch.

This is clearly provoking infighting among the Terrans! And it’s also a conspiracy.

“Huh?”

Following the golden scroll, he gradually looked down, and when he was about to reach the end, Li Xun’s eyes lit up, a cold light shot out, and three words were gently spat out of his mouth.

“Bury the Demon Abyss!”

Li Xun stared at the golden scroll and murmured, “Actually, I arranged a burial demon abyss for the Xuanyang Holy Land, and my Xuanyang Holy Land is really a big face!”