Imperial Lord

Chapter 94 Crisis

Zhuo Yuhan cleaned up his mood, sat down cross-legged and began to practice the pilgrimage. As Zhuo Yu's cold mind turned, the golden text in the soul appeared in his heart.

"In the week of disaster, there are three losses, two gas separations, and there is a period for rationality. In the prosperous era, Yangjiu released the disaster, cut off the fierceness, and searched for the truth..."

Zhuo Yuhan carefully considered the meaning of this determination to return to the pilgrimage. The white crown on his head slowly emerged, and a stream of Taiyuan true spirit poured down with the rotation of the crown and merged into Zhuo Yuhan's body.

Just as Zhuo Yuhan carefully practiced the pilgrimage, Han Lavender in the next room slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of light in his eyes, and immediately said word by word, "Yu Han, how should I face you?"

In an inn in the south of Yanning County, a man and a woman who followed Zhuo Yuhan back to the room and gently closed the door. A charming woman named Yaner took out a pink rune from her arms.

Yan'er flicked her finger, and a drop of blood shot on the rune. The original pink rune immediately emitted a red light, and a slightly lazy voice came out of the rune.

"Yan'er, how have you been recently? What's the matter?"

"Master, I am now preparing to return to Yanning County in the Kingdom of Dayan." Yan'er said to Fu Yu.

"Hmm! Come back! In a few years, it's time to select. The master doesn't want you to stand out and become the heir of the patriarch, as long as you work hard!" The lazy voice in Fu Lu revealed a strong feeling of pity.

"Researcher will definitely work hard! However, Master, I found her." Yan'er calmed down her excitement and said to the voice in the rune.

"Who is it?" The lazy voice asked faintly.

"It's the one recorded in the classics of the clan!" Yan'er took a look at the handsome man next to her and then said slowly.

"What? You mean God...? Are you sure it's her?" Yan'er's master stopped Yan'er's words, immediately raised his voice, asked in surprise, and could no longer keep the original plain and lazy!

"The feeling between the same race can't be wrong! And she can use her unique magical power. Originally, Qing Meditation and I followed her all the way to investigate, but she used her magical power, and we lost it!"

Yan'er's reaction to the master had long been expected, and what was about to happen in Murong Pavilion was originally said word for word.

"Great! For many years, my family has gradually not fallen behind. Now, she has finally appeared, and the time for our family to rise is coming. Yaner, don't act rashly. She should still be in Yanning City. As a teacher, she will immediately go to discuss with other elders and send someone to pick you up as soon as possible.

The tone of the person on the other side of Fu Lung couldn't stop the excitement and excitement, and immediately said seriously to Yaner.

"Yaner knows! However, Master, she seems to have been following a human and has a very close relationship. Do you think we are..." Yaner suddenly thought of something and reminded him.

"Follow a human? Well, I know it as a teacher. That's it. Let's discuss it with the elders first. You can wait for the news in Yanning City!"

Yan'er's master frowned, broke off his contact while talking, and went to the elders of the clan to discuss it. The appearance of Xiaoye is too important for them.

"Qingming, we will stay in Yanning County during this period, waiting for a group of Chinese masters to come to respond!" Yaneryu took a move, accepted the Fu, and turned around and said to the handsome man.

"Hmm! Yaner, it's good for you to make the decision!" Qingming nodded in agreement.

In a mountain range hundreds of miles away from Yanning County, a man in a wide black robe flashed rapidly. As the man flashed, a blood-red light kept flashing. There is no bird in this mountain range, and there is a bloody spirit brewing in the quiet mountain range.

Half an hour later, the man came to a huge blood-red palace. The man looked up at the palace like a blood-eating monster and immediately knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

"There is something important to tell the suzerain!"

"Come in!" A moment later, a harsh, evil and slightly old voice came out of the palace. As the sound fell, the door of the red palace slowly opened, as horrible as a monster opening its mouth.

The blood suit did not pause and directly dodged into the hall. The hall is full of strong blood and evil spirits visible to the naked eye, which makes people feel sick. Above the hall, there is a huge blood-red throne, and a man with blood and evil spirits sits on the throne.

"Didn't I ask you to find the young master? Why did you run back by yourself?" The man on the throne asked faintly.

"Tell the suzerain, the young suzerain... the young suzerain..." Hearing this, his body immediately trembled and said hesitantly.

"Ty!"

"The young patriarch was killed! If my subordinates are incompetent, I still hope that the suzerain can open up a net and make a way to live with blood clothes!" Bloody clothes crossed their hearts and immediately knelt on the ground and kept kowtopping.

"What? What are you talking about? When the man on the throne heard the words, a bloody breath suddenly broke out in his voice, like a blood-eating monster, and the bloody spirit in the hall quickly rolled up.

"When the blood clothes arrived, the young patriarch had been killed!" Bloody said frightenedly.

"Li'er, Li'er is dead? Since the young suzerain is dead, how dare you come back! Humph!" The bloody man suddenly came down from the throne, and the blood evil spirit on his body rolled and rose. The thick blood evil spirit made the blood clothes feel like they were suffocating.

The man walked down from the throne and pinched through the air. His bloody body was caught by an invisible force and floated in mid-air. Since the young suzerain is dead, you can also go to the funeral!"

"Song... suzerain... it's not a pity for my subordinates to die, but my subordinates... have more important reports!" Bloody said hard.

" Needless to say, I will read your memory! Useless things, go to hell!" The bloody man sucked with one hand and immediately grabbed the head of the blood suit, and then a bloody spirit enveloped the blood suit. A moment later, there was a heartbreaking scream in the mouth of the blood coat, which made people's scalp numb.

The blood spirit dissipated, and the blood clothes that were originally alive have turned into a pile of white bones and skeletons! It devoured the bloody blood, and the bloody spirit on the bloody man seemed to be a little stronger. After half a sound, the bloody man said in a solemn tone, "Zi Qizong, Han Yinyi, Yanning County, the god of heaven and earth, Lei Jue Guan, are all going to die and be buried with my son."

Naturally, Zhuo Yuhan didn't know what happened in the outside world. He didn't know that his eyes had been fixed on him, and crises were slowly approaching him! Since returning from Murong Pavilion, Zhuo Yuhan has lived a simple life and stayed in his room every day to practice martial arts and research arrays.

Zhuo Yu in the room sat on his knees coldly, and the white crown above his head slowly rotated. With the rotation of the crown, a majestic and supreme momentum permeated. The thunder and lightning dragon in the white crown kept swimming away, spitting out a trace of thunder and lightning.

"Martial arts rules, Taiyuan Zhenqi, for my use, Ning!"

Zhuo Yuhan's hand, which was closed, was constantly changing. A stream of Taiyuan's true spirit poured down and poured into Zhuo Yuhan's crown. The white crown also rotated faster and faster. On the circle under the crown, a golden five-pointed star loomed.

At this time, Zhuo Yuhan is attacking the first-class scholar!

"It's still a little short!" The Venus on the crown was as if it disappeared and was very unstable. Zhuo Yu's cold cave in the cultivation was like watching the fire. He gritted his teeth and took out 50,000 Taiyuan elixir from the storage and bombarded it into the crown. With the explosion of these 50,000 Taiyuan elixir, a stream of pure Taiyuan Zhenqi surged out like waves.

The Jueguan got this huge Taiyuan Zhenqi, and the rotation speed doubled, and the Venus was more dazzling and solid. Finally, after half a pillar of incense, the crown stopped rotating, and the first Venus appeared on the crown.

"Hu..."

After a while, Zhuo Yuhan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath, with a golden light shining in his eyes.

"For half a month, with the help of Yan, I finally integrated the pilgrimage and reached the title of first-class knighthood. Unfortunately, the final decision of the pilgrimage is only unparalleled now. It seems that it needs to devour more martial arts in the world!"