"To be able to kill the pillar of a world and escape on the territory of Hongchen Jueshi Tower, the Heavenly Killing Organization is truly terrifying."
"The one who takes action is Taohua, the number one killer emperor of the Heavenly Slaughter Organization."
"Who can be blamed? What Yong Shusheng did yesterday was so outrageous, it not only angered the Heavenly Slaughter Organization, but also offended the Temple of Light. If you can still survive to the next day, who in the world will be afraid of the Heavenly Slaughter Organization? And the Temple of Light?¡±
A person next to him reminded in a low voice: "Don't mention the Heavenly Slaughter Organization and the Temple of Light at the same time."
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Outside the Qingli Pavilion, a group of monks gathered from all walks of life.
Shu Yong¡¯s death caused too much shock.
When Zhang Ruochen walked into the Qingli Pavilion, he met Xiang Chunan who rushed out in a hurry. He held him down and said, "Where are you going?"
"Kill."
Xiang Chunan¡¯s eyes were cold and stern, filled with rage.
"Who to kill?"
"Kill those who deserve to be killed."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "Don't be impulsive, take me to see it first."
Xiang Chunan really wanted to break into the Heavenly Slaughter Organization and kill the perpetrators, but he was discouraged when he thought that no one knew where the headquarters of the Heavenly Slaughter Organization was.
In the Green Pear Pavilion, the ground is filled with peach blossoms.
The petals are crimson, formed from the blood of the great sage Shu Yong.
Shu Yong fell among the petals, and his body turned into a skeleton. There was only a layer of skin left on the skeleton. Other than that, there were no wounds on his body, which looked extremely weird.
Hua Chunqiu saw Zhang Ruochen, so he walked over and said, "It's Taohua's secret killing technique, Peach Blossom Tribulation. With this secret technique, the blood all over the body turns into peach blossom petals and flies out of the body, and the holy soul disappears into smoke."
"Everyone can practice secret skills, and those who kill people may not necessarily be peach blossoms." Zhang Ruochen had a skeptical attitude.
Because the killer kills people all because of the holy stone.
From placing an order, to receiving an order, to killing someone, it takes a process.
Unless Taohua happens to be in the Red Dust Islands and someone can give her direct orders, Shu Yong will never die so quickly. The only ones who can order peach blossoms are the gods of the Heavenly Killing Organization.
Zhang Ruochen didn¡¯t believe that the gods of the Heavenly Death Organization dared to come to the Red Dust Islands.
The killer is ruthless. The possibility that Taohua will simply avenge the deaths of Zhi Gu and Mo Yang is very low.
There were only five monks from the book world who came to participate in the Red Dust Conference. Including the Bihai Sixiu who was rescued from Gongyang Mu yesterday, there were no more than ten people. At this moment, they were all standing in the courtyard, each of them looking sad and angry.
Not to mention challenging the Heaven Realm, even if they are only compared with the Heavenly Slaughter Organization or the Confucian World, they are too weak.
Now that Yong Shusheng died tragically, they could do nothing but watch.
Weakness is the original sin.
The monks in the book world all knelt down on one knee to Ao Xukong and said mournfully: "Please the third prince to make the decision for the book world and avenge the book saint Yong."
They can only ask the Tianlong Realm for help.
Ao Xukong and Fairy Linglong, as well as several top saints from the Tianlong Realm, are all in the Green Pear Garden.
¡°In the final analysis, the book world is protected by the Tianlong world, so naturally they cannot just sit idly by.
"Everyone, get up. We are also very sad about Yong Shusheng's death. Tianlong Realm will definitely investigate to the end and give you an explanation." Ao Xukong's eyes were full of coldness, brewing murderous intent.
Fairy Linglong stood beside Ao Xukong, with a green belt tied around her slender waist, densely covered with dragon patterns, and scorching sunlight, and said: "Why don't you ask the poster to take action? With his ability, he can definitely find the peach blossom. Yong Shusheng died in the world of mortals. The archipelago, Hongchen Peerless Building should also be responsible."
Ao Vukong shook his head: "The World Conference is coming soon, and the Battle of the Ten Realms cannot be lost. The host must have many things to do. How can he waste his energy on a holy matter in the secular world? But you are right, this matter should still be done Let Hongchen Jueshilou come forward, they are the owners of this place after all."
A top sage in the Tianlong Realm said: "The Hongchen Jueshi Tower has already known about this matter and has reported it to the General of Crime. The God of Crime attaches great importance to this matter and is investigating it personally. However, Taohua is not an ordinary killer. Her hiding methods are the best among the gods, and even if the gods want to find her, it will not be easy."
Fairy Linglong said: "Taohua's murder must be because someone placed an order with the Tiansha Organization. Who could be the person who placed the order? Gongyang Mu?"
¡°Perhaps there was no one who placed the order, and the Heavenly Death Organization just wanted revenge.¡± When Ao Xukong said this, he noticed Shu Qianchi who was inspecting the corpse.
Zhang Ruochen squatted down and inspected Shu Yong¡¯s body.Fly away from where the cry comes from.
Shang Ziyan was sitting in the lobby, his eyes uncertain.
Michael was pacing back and forth in the hall, and the light power from his body burst out, making the surrounding space boil. He said in a cold voice: "Did you see it? Did you see it? Revenge is coming too fast, Yongshu Shenggang Death, Gongyang Mu is in an unexpected situation. A demigod died in such an unknown manner. He can't even protect his own allies, how should the monks in the world look at our heavenly realm?"
"Xiang Chunan, Hua Chunqiu, and that bookworm, all must die."
Shang Ziyan said: "Calm down first, he is just a demigod. How Gongyang Mu died has not been found out yet!"
Footsteps sounded.
The Grand Master of the Judgment Palace, Lian Xi, was wearing the Holy Armor of Light, with the Sword of Judgment hanging on his waist. He walked into the lobby, waved his hand, and a lot of things appeared on the ground, including sacred stones, pill bottles, scrolls, pens and papers, etc. .
¡°All Gong Yangmu¡¯s relics are here, there are quite a few of them, but nothing useful has been found,¡± she said.
Shang Ziyan asked: "The way he died is a bit like the Peach Blossom Tribulation."
"Actually, it's more like the blood-devouring curse of the Underworld." Lian Xi said.
Shang Ziyan¡¯s eyes suddenly shrank, revealing a look of contemplation.
Ling Xi said: "Of course, in addition to the blood-devouring curse, there are other secret techniques that can also cause such death. For example, the immortal blood-sucking technique, the secret of blood death in the soul world, and the mummified corpse in the Pangu world. But the most bizarre thing, and the one that can make a demigod die of blood so quickly, is the blood-devouring curse. Perhaps, a strong man from the Nether Clan has come to the Mortal Islands, intending to disrupt the Mortal Conference."
¡°I know, thank you for your hard work, Palace Master!¡± Shang Ziyan said with a smile.
"I, the Lord, will continue to investigate."
After Lian Xi retreated, Shang Ziyan stood up from his seat and came to Gong Yangmu's relics. He was about to reach out and pick up a scroll. However, when he stretched out his hand halfway, a look of disgust appeared in his eyes. Muscles twitch.
He took out a piece of brocade and put it on his hand before picking it up again.
Seeing his appearance, Michael shook his head and sighed, saying: "A thousand years have passed and that person is dead. Besides, the Grand Palace Master is not wrong. Why can't you get over the hurdle in your heart?"
¡°Some things that are dirty will make people feel sick for the rest of their lives.¡±
Shang Ziyan grabbed the scroll in his hand and with a sharp look, crushed it into pieces and turned it into scraps of paper.
"Whether it's a blood-devouring curse or not, whether it's the work of a strong man from the underworld or not, this battle has already begun." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com