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Chapter 547

Words:2887Update:22/06/26 14:43:04

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Seeing the woman in white land in the hall, most of the disciples of the Ancient God in the Celestial Demon Palace were stunned.

Most people felt strange when they saw her.

However, there were also a small number of people whose hearts suddenly jumped.

This woman in white seemed to be the rumored Yan Mingkong ….

The news about Yan Mingkong was more or less related to the Blue Dragon Temple and the White Tiger Temple of the Ancient God in the Human World when they collected information from the outside.

Like Chen Luoyang, she was born in the Divine Land.

Before that, she was even the first chair of the Rosefinch Temple of the Ancient God in the Divine Land. She was also the second master in the Devil religion in the Divine Land after Chen Luoyang.

But later, she seemed to be separated from the Ancient God and appeared in the Human World.

Although she did not involve the top inheritance such as the blood of gods and demons, or the Sky-Stealing Skill, her unique skills were quite exquisite.

But the most eye-catching thing was that she had comprehended the sword intent of the legendary Netherworld Twelve Swords.

For this reason, she even caused the two holy lands, the Milky Way and the Blood River, to encircle and hunt her down.

Her luck was really good, and she had never fallen into the hands of the Milky Way and the Blood River.

Later, the Milky Way was seriously damaged, and the Blood River disappeared, so her environment was much better.

However, her actions were unpredictable and hard to fathom.

The most recent information about her was more than half a year ago in the Yongyue Mountain of the Western Qin Dynasty. She helped Leng Ji escape from the encirclement of the Western Qin, the Bitter Sea, and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

After that, Yan Mingkong's whereabouts were unknown again.

To some extent, her existence was one of the reasons why some people in the Ancient God Temple in the Human World questioned Chen Luoyang.

Although Yan Mingkong was not classified as an apostate, at least she had separated from the Ancient God.

Whether in the Human World or the Divine Land, according to the rules of the Ancient God Temple, her inheritance must be recovered.

In order to prevent the secret knowledge from being leaked because of the person's resentment, in most similar cases, she was often directly executed, or at least imprisoned.

As the Holy Land of the Demonic Path, the Ancient God had never been benevolent in this aspect.

Yan Mingkong had been wandering outside the sect for a long time, and hadn't been followed by the sect rules. Many people in the headquarter saw him as a stain on Chen Luoyang's ability.

However, Jiang Yi, the Hierarch of the headquarters, had instructed the others not to intervene and that the branch of the Divine Land God Sect should clean up the mess themselves. Therefore, everyone was happy to watch the show.

But today, Chen Luoyang suddenly captured Yan Mingkong and brought him back.

The young disciples of the Demonic God Palace exchanged glances. However, in front of Chen Luoyang, they did not dare to whisper to each other.

There were people who didn't know Yan Mingkong and signaled with their eyes to secretly ask around.

Those who knew him couldn't say anything, so they just mouthed a hint.

"Yan."

When the others saw this, they immediately understood.

Although they did not know what Yan Mingkong looked like, they had all heard about him.

At this moment, the real person suddenly appeared in front of them, and everyone paid their respects.

Under everyone's gaze, the woman in white was calm and composed. She only looked at Chen Luoyang indifferently.

"Eldest Senior Sister?" When Su Ye saw Yan Mingkong, she was both happy and confused.

Zhang Tianheng, expressionless, nudged her with his elbow.

Su Ye seemed to have come back to her senses. She secretly looked at Chen Luoyang, who was sitting above, and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Yan Mingkong turned to look at Su Ye and nodded slightly. Then, he turned his gaze back to Chen Luoyang.

Chen Luoyang's fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the chair. He indifferently sized up Yan Mingkong.

"About a year to break through from the 13th level to the 16th level. Not bad. The speed is indeed faster than I expected." Chen Luoyang shook his head. "Unfortunately, there is still a long way to go."

Yan Mingkong was silent.

She did not see the final scene of Chen Luoyang fighting with the Wildlands Queen. Chen Luoyang had thrown her into the Emperor Heavenly Diagram first.

But she had seen everything that had happened.

Not to mention that Chen Luoyang had fought with the Wildlands Queen, just the fact that he had easily defeated the peak of the 18th level Martial Sage Canglan Tie meant that Chen Luoyang was stronger than her.

Moreover, the difference in their strength was even greater than when they were in the Divine Land.

Yan Mingkong was fearless, but she could make the right judgment.

The woman in white moved her wrists. Silently, she adjusted her breathing and felt her current condition.

The difference between the two was obvious. But facing this opponent, she would not waver.

It was a pity that her body's current condition was terrible.

The continuous battles in the Wildlands had exhausted her. Being suppressed by the Emperor Heavenly Diagram, she could not even recuperate.

There was already a huge difference in strength between her and Chen Luoyang. In her current condition, it was hard to say if she could even use 50% of her strength.

But Yan Mingkong did not say anything. She only calmly adjusted her body and prepared for the final moment, even if it was futile.

She was calm, but the other disciples of the Ancient God of God Palace could not.

Although it was not as exaggerated as Chen Luoyang jumping from the 14th level to the 17th level in half a year, jumping from the 13th level to the 16th level in a year was shocking in the Mortal World.

Especially as everyone knew, Yan Mingkong's environment was not very good.

She was equivalent to a lone cultivator. Not only did she not have the resources of a Holy Land like the Ancient God of God, she was also chased by Sky River and Blood River experts every day. She did not have a moment of peace.

What kind of place did the Divine Land produce such monsters?

This completely defied common sense …

At this moment, everyone was even thinking if they should also go to the Divine Land for two years?

Although they knew it was funny, some people could not help but look at Ning Jiuwei, who had been sent to the Divine Land by Chen Luoyang to guard it for half a year.

… Was she going to start too?

Ning Jiuwei felt the gazes of others and looked over expressionlessly. The other person immediately restrained himself.

She sensed the other person's thoughts and felt that it was absurd.

But looking at Chen Luoyang and Yan Mingkong, she felt even more shocked.

Chen Luoyang said that Yan Mingkong had already become a Saint. Everyone believed him.

Moreover, as the core disciple of the Ancient God of God, everyone present had seen many experts. Naturally, their judgment was not bad.

At this moment, Yan Mingkong's entire body was on guard. Her sword intent surged. Everyone could clearly feel how strong she was.

Her eyes were ice blue. She stared at Chen Luoyang, whose eyes were glowing with a dark golden light. Her body faintly emitted a chill, causing everyone in the hall to feel their hearts palpitate.

Chen Luoyang's expression was calm. His fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of his chair.

"The Twelve Netherworld Swords. Not bad. This belongs to you. It's fine to keep it." He said slowly, "But you should return everything that you have learned from the Divine Sect. From the moment you left the Divine Sect, you should have expected this day to come."

"I will not wait for death." Yan Mingkong said in Silence. Her tone was flat.

Chen Luoyang leaned on the chair and said casually, "There is no difference."

Yan Mingkong's eyes were cold. Her whole body suddenly became transparent, like an ice sculpture.

The rest of the people present had no idea what was going on.

But Chen Luoyang knew clearly that this was Yan Mingkong suddenly activating her Netherworld Phantasm. Her speed suddenly increased and she stabbed with her sword!

Yan Mingkong obviously knew that she only had one chance.

So even though her body was in a terrible state, she still used all her strength at the first moment to finish the battle.

When she was at level 15, she was so fast that level 16 Martial Saints could not even react when she used this move.

Even though she was in a bad state, her speed was still extremely fast.

But her opponent now was Chen Luoyang.

The sharp Netherworld Sword suddenly slowed down when it reached Chen Luoyang.

There seemed to be countless dim yellow lights surging in the surroundings. Her sword seemed to have pierced directly into the ground.

The sword cut through the sky and split the earth. But the thick earth in front of her seemed to be able to bear everything.

Yan Mingkong's speed slowed down. At this time, everyone realized that a white figure had already rushed in front of Hierarch Chen.

And the "Yan Mingkong" that was like an ice sculpture shattered into ice blue light.

Yan Mingkong herself seemed to have fallen into a swamp.

Immortal Demon Body?

No, it wasn't … …

It was the legendary "Hou Tu" from the Divine Martial Demon Fist … …

Not just "Hou Tu", there was also "Imperial Sky".

"Imperial Sky" and "Hou Tu" combined. With one punch, heaven and earth closed up.

A thought flashed through Yan Mingkong's mind.

Under the pressure of heaven and earth, the originally invisible Netherworld God Blade in her hand turned into a three foot long ice sword.

Just as Yan Mingkong was about to change her move, Chen Luoyang clenched his fist and punched out. It hit the three foot long ice sword and shattered it.

Then this hand opened up and continued forward, grabbing towards Yan Mingkong.

Yan Mingkong had seen what happened to Canglan Tie. She knew that Chen Luoyang knew the Sky Stealing Sun Changing Technique. She did not want to come into contact with him and wanted to use her movement skills to escape.

But in Chen Luoyang's palm, a black sun seemed to appear.

Under the shine of the black sun, an extremely heavy gravitational force came from it. Yan Mingkong's body immediately stopped and froze in midair. She could not dodge Chen Luoyang's palm in time.

She could only retaliate helplessly. But the result was the same as Canglan Tie. She was enveloped by Chen Luoyang's Sky Stealing Sun Changing Technique.

Yan Mingkong only felt that his cultivation was being suppressed for a moment.

And Chen Luoyang's Sky Stealing Sun Changing Technique was like an evil dragon that had its own thoughts and life. It kept on swallowing all the energy in her body other than the Netherworld Sword Essence.

Yan Mingkong felt a strange tearing and being pulled out of her body.

Chen Luoyang was a man of his word. If he said he could not move her Netherworld Twelve Swords, then he would not move.

But it was a pity that she was being suppressed by Chen Luoyang. She could not use the Netherworld Twelve Swords and could not help her resist Chen Luoyang's Sky Stealing Sun Changing Technique.

Therefore, she felt that all the techniques of Ancient God that she had cultivated for many years were being forcefully stripped away.

Sun Changing Technique …

Lunar True Scripture …

Desolate Eight Character Scripture …

Boundless Elephant Technique …

Even the Lunar Sun Breaking Claw, Pure Yang Moon Folding Hand, Six Sounds of the Burning Sea, Candle Dragon Sword and many other techniques were all turned into bubbles.

Losing all of these, Yan Mingkong's heart was as still as water.

Only when it came to the last divine art did her expression finally change slightly.

Rulai Demonic Palm.

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