Then, a green flying sword flew out of his sleeve and cut a flat surface on the trunk of the big tree between the two graves. The green light flashed, and a few words were engraved: "Wake up from your dream."
Six heads were at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcendence stage, and three heads were at the late stage. Yue Qianchou raised his head and looked at the one-armed old man in the air not far away. The two stared at each other for a long time.
There was a flat bluestone path at the back door that led to the canyon a hundred meters away. There was actually nothing in the canyon. It was just a place for cultivators to go and land. The main reason was that they were afraid that the cultivators would come and go too shockingly, scaring the mortals.
In a slightly flat place in the forest, he found a big tree. On both sides of the tree, he slashed out two deep pits with his palms. Then, he released two clouds of golden mist into the two pits. In the blink of an eye, two golden coffins appeared in the two pits.
Was he still human? The one-armed old man asked himself.
The consequences could be imagined, but he didn't dare to say anything to save them. The consequences of revealing the secret would probably anger Niu Youde. Such a terrifying person was already so powerful just from his aura. Once he started fighting, what would happen?
Yue Qianchou's gaze was unusually cold as he watched the four people fly away. He tilted his head slightly and slowly floated in front of another masked man. The black flames leaping in his eyes reappeared … White smoke, a broken body, and another head in his hand.
Yue Qianchou walked in front of a masked man. Suddenly, two shining black flames appeared in his eyes. The masked man's eyes completely rolled back, and the last trace of resistance he had also fainted. His entire body fell down with a whoosh.
Later, he found the two halves of Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing's corpses.
The Gold-Casting City Guild Hall was beside the main road in the southern suburbs of Gold-Casting City. An endless stream of mules and horses shuttled in and out of the gate. It was a busy scene. All the businessmen in Gold-Casting City knew that this guild hall was the largest trading place in this area. They did all kinds of business as long as they could make money.
The one-armed old man's eyes flickered. On the other hand, Nie Sheng's eyes were slightly protruding and red. His expression was very complicated, but the most obvious one was a trace of pain. The price he had paid to probe was too great.
The large hall was surrounded by high walls, and the inside of the hall was divided into two halves by a series of buildings. One half was extremely prosperous, while the other half was not so noisy. The businessmen in the secular world did not know what the other half was like. It had not been opened to the public for many years. Someone had tried to enter through the back door to take a look, but the guards at the back refused to let them in. No matter how powerful their background or connections were, they would not let them in.
After that, his figure flashed, and his speed increased a little. Six balls of dense white mist were sucked into his palm, and another six heads were plucked off. A total of nine hair buns were entangled in one hand.
What an evil aura! The one-armed old man was startled and suddenly came to his senses. He immediately circulated his energy to his limbs and bones to expel the Death Qi that had invaded his body.
He stopped four or five hundred meters away in the air and looked at Yue Qianchou in bewilderment. He simply could not imagine how a living person, a cultivator brimming with vitality, could give off such a horrifying and evil Death Qi.
The four of them exchanged glances before turning around and flying away with great difficulty. The circulation of Quintessence in their bodies was very slow, and their mental energy was also very weak. Hence, their flying speed was not fast.
Nie Sheng was startled and pretended not to understand. He asked, "Senior, what do you mean? Why do I not understand?"
"Senior …" Nie Sheng felt that something was wrong and wanted to explain. However, he saw two balls of black flames burning in the other party's eyes. Boundless despair and a cold aura instantly enveloped him. He wanted to turn around and flee, but he felt that his body would not listen to him. After that, his mind went blank, and he did not know what to do.
The four masked men who were flying away would occasionally turn their heads back to look. When they saw this horrifying scene, they did not dare to turn back and flew away with all their might.
He grabbed the two hair buns on his head with one hand and floated towards Nie Sheng expressionlessly.
That person's body turned into a dried corpse in the blink of an eye. However, the head that was grabbed was still intact. His shriveled body, which had shrunk to twice its original size, dangled in the loose clothes beneath his head, swaying leisurely. The scene was extremely strange!
Yue Qianchou swept a glance at them and said indifferently, "Sikong Jue is really ruthless. No wonder his name has the word 'Jue' in it. It's a pity that these dozens of loyal and devoted disciples didn't even know what happened until they died. "
He put down his arms and the anger on his face disappeared without a trace. Yue Qianchou's face was as calm as still water. There was not a single trace of emotion on his face …
"Hurry up and leave. Don't hesitate. Leave before Niu Youde kills us. If we're late, none of us will be able to leave. " Nie Sheng transmitted his voice to the four of them and roared hysterically. However, he still had to pretend to look at them with hatred on his face. In reality, he was suspecting that with Niu Youde's terrifying cultivation, the four of them might not be able to escape.
Little did they know that the front was a place that did business for the secular world. The back was a place that only did business for the cultivation world. It was not a place that ordinary mortals could reach. This was the World Commerce Association branch that was famous in the cultivation world.
He strolled in the air and walked towards the two dazed masked men. His gaze towards the two of them was filled with a deathly stillness and emptiness, as though there was nothing there!
He had never seen such a stealthy method of killing people. It was as though he was casually picking off someone's head. Especially the scene of the body turning into a dried corpse, it was a little disgusting to look at.
The closer he got, the more dazed he became. His soul fire was constantly shrinking, as though it could be extinguished at any moment. The life force in his body was being stripped away bit by bit, replaced by an aura of death.
Nie Sheng stared at Yue Qianchou with fear as he walked towards his two junior brothers who were in a deadlock in the air. What would happen to his two junior brothers?
The moment the one-armed old man entered the sinister and terrifying area, his heart also trembled. This strange aura did not suppress the human body first. Instead, it suppressed the soul and mind that no matter how high one's cultivation was, it was difficult to resist.
Gazing at the two golden coffins, Yue Qianchou sighed and said, "I'm sorry, but this is all I can do for you. Brothers, have a safe journey!" With that said, he waved his palm and the soil returned to its original position. He then patted them firmly.
With a light stamp of his foot, the flying sword he was standing on flipped up and flashed into the storage bag at his waist.
Nie Sheng resisted looking at the two heads in his hands. He cupped his hands and said while shivering, "Senior is mighty and killed the enemy in one move. Our World Commerce Association will definitely work together to capture those who escaped. We won't let them escape. Erm … Senior, could you restrain your aura a little? I really can't hold on much longer. "
Yue Qianchou grabbed his head and watched coldly as the corpse turned into dust.
He carried the two separated corpses and put them neatly together in the two golden coffins. Then, the golden mist rose again and sealed the two golden coffins tightly. It was so seamless that not even a crack could be found. There were protruding lines on the front of the golden coffins. They were 'Fu Chun' and 'Qin Jiaxing'.
"Remember to tell them the truth when you go down, lest they die with everlasting regret." Yue Qianchou said indifferently.
He didn't dare to go any closer. The closer he got, the more he found that even his strong willpower was gradually wavering.
Not long after he left, the one-armed old man rushed into the forest and landed. He looked around and his gaze fell on the two new piles of soil. He slowly walked over and looked up at the words on the tree trunk thoughtfully!
He didn't know what he was trying to express. The blue flying sword flew back into his sleeve. Yue Qianchou's expression was cold. He didn't look back anymore and resolutely turned around. He walked to a nearby place, picked up the nine heads with one hand and flew out of the dense forest.
Most of the cultivators who came here to trade could abide by the rule of not disturbing the world. This was also a rule that everyone in the cultivation world followed. Whether they came or left, everyone would come and go through this guarded canyon.
Yue Qianchou slightly shook his arm, and with a whoosh, the dried corpse turned into dust that scattered into the forest below. A complete head was in his hand.
He absolutely couldn't let such a terrifying expert become the World Commerce Association's opponent! Nie Sheng instantly made the decision to abandon his two juniors. He turned around and sent a voice transmission to the remaining four juniors with difficulty: "Go! You guys go quickly. This Niu Youde's cultivation is probably several levels higher than Master's. He's not someone we can deal with. Quickly go back and tell Master the news so that Master can prepare. "
Failure, pain, and sorrow took turns to strike at his heart. A wasted life made one sigh with emotion and feel powerless. His entire being gradually sank into a kind of despair, becoming more and more desperate. It was as if there was a voice calling out to him, telling him to let go of all his burdens and close his eyes to follow it … it was like the call of the Grim Reaper from the netherworld!
Not feeling the other party's hostility, Yue Qianchou flew towards the forest below. After he landed, he threw the nine heads with their hair tangled together on the ground. Then, he flew around the forest again.
The four masked men looked at the other two with a gaze that clearly asked, what should they do?
There were only six guards left out of the thirty. Because their cultivation wasn't high, they had already entered a semi-conscious state and were slowly becoming shorter …
A hand just happened to reach out and grab the person's hair bun. The masked man emitted a cloud of white smoke with a "whoosh" and entered the hand that grabbed the person's hair bun.
In the canyon, a few people left and a few people landed. It was originally a place where they wouldn't disturb each other. But at this moment, it caused a commotion. Those who wanted to leave stopped and looked at the person who had just landed on his sword. There was nothing special about this person, but the thing in his hand was relatively special … nine heads with disheveled hair!
In a daze, he thought back to the past and felt like he had never experienced anything worth being happy about in his life. But he knew that he clearly had, but he just couldn't remember it. The only thing he could remember was failure after failure, as well as every pain and sorrow. The sad past that he didn't want to remember appeared so clearly in his mind as if it had just happened.
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