Chapter 483 Please Mourn the Real Qingxuan

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God King Palace?

Everyone looked terrified.

Just hearing the name of this ancient hall, it looks awesome.

God King, looking at the full-fledged title, it is not something that ordinary characters can have.

Everyone's emotions were raised by this title.

"Brother Yu Huai, is the divine treasure you are looking for so powerful? The Great Hall of the Divine King..." An Bulang patted Yu Huai's shoulder and said with a surprised expression.

"The places pointed by the ancient steles are extremely mysterious. We didn't know that this divine treasure would be so powerful." Yu Huai was also very shocked when he saw the God King Hall.

"Do you think there are real gods in the palace of the god king?" Xiao Buting asked with a fiery expression.

The rest of the people showed uncertain expressions, but they were rightly looking forward to and excited.

Only An Bulang's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

According to their Immortal Emperor Palace, the God King is at least a true immortal or a celestial being, much more powerful than a real god.

But judging from the size of the God King Hall in front of him, the owner should not be the real God King, otherwise the God King would just let out some breath, and all of them would die.

Everyone knew that the Palace of the Divine King was not simple, and they did not enter it rashly. Instead, they kept analyzing the terrain around them, sensing the flow of energy, and conducting various temptations, trying to check the surrounding dangers one by one.

Yu Huai and others discovered five dangerous places.

Zell and others even discovered eight dangerous places.

Some places are places of chaotic energy, and people who walk in will be torn apart by terrifying energy. In some places, there are some terrifying monsters buried underground, and there is a high probability that they will wake up when they get close. There are also some dangerous restrictions, once you step into it, you will be in a dead end.

An Bulang also discovered a space dislocation.

The place looked peaceful and safe, even with a little vegetation on it. But once a living body passes by, it will interfere with the space at that place, forming a spatial dislocation, and killing the living body in situ.

Lu Mengyao, Yu Huai and the others were all convinced by An Bulang's special space investigation methods, and the prestige of An Bulang and others in their hearts was getting higher and higher.

Not only them, even Bai Bai and Zell admire An Bulang very much.

"Brother Xu Lang, I have planned a route to the God King's Hall. Do you think it is suitable?" Yu Huai planned a route based on the dangerous places discovered by everyone and the speculated potential dangerous places.

An Bulang watched carefully, pointed out a few mistakes, and asked him to continue to revise.

The well-known master of the Beichen Xianzong didn't have any temper when he heard the words, he nodded earnestly like a young apprentice, and made revisions humbly without a single complaint.

After several revisions, the final roadmap was confirmed.

Everyone has no objection to this roadmap, and it is already the most perfect roadmap.

"Fellow Daoist Xu Lang, fellow Daoist Heisong, and fellow Daoist Izreal, we actually have an unfeeling request." Lu Mengyao came lightly on lotus steps, with a pair of dreamy eyes showing a bit of embarrassment.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Mengyao, but it's okay to say." An Bulang smiled slightly, like a gentle big brother.

"It's like this. In fact, there is another person in our team. It's the real Qingxuan of Bai Ling's titled empire. He agreed with us to explore this sacred treasure together. But he went out because of an emergency and said he would wait for him. Ten days, if he doesn't come back within ten days, we can explore on our own..."

An Bulang frowned slightly: "That is to say, we have to wait for him now, right?"

Yu Huaisheng was afraid that An Bulang would be impatient, so he took the initiative to explain: "It has been nine days since Master Qingxuan left, and we need to wait another day. If he doesn't come here, then we will go in."

Xiao Buting said from the side: "Reverend Qingxuan is a great power in the Transcending Tribulation Period, and his strength is powerful. Although the power of Xiantai cannot be used, it is also stronger than all the powers in the Taoist Realm. With him joining us, this trip will be much smoother. ..."

An Bulang thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, I will wait with you for one more day."

"Brother Xu Lang is so understanding, it's great." Yu Huai admired the boy in white very much.

Lu Mengyao also had a crush on her, showing a charming and good-looking smile.

With her slender jade legs close together, she sat on the rock next to An Bulang, turned her eyes to look at the young man beside her, and said curiously: "Fellow Taoist Xu Lang, there are many entrances to the Ghost Mountain, why did you choose such a remote place on the mainland?" What about an entrance?"

An Bulang saw the woman's incomparably moving face, and her dreamy eyes were staring at the young man. It looked magnificent in color and fit the natural avenue, like a goddess under the breeze and autumn moon.

For an ordinary monk, his heartbeat would have accelerated and his mind would have lost control, but An Bulang's heart did not fluctuate. He said in a flat tone, "Fellow Daoist Mengyao, you know the sense of fate, right?"

Lu Mengyao nodded lightly: "The most mysterious perception among the nine senses of cultivation."

An Bulang stretched out his hand to Qingtian, and said leisurely: "It was the sense of fate that guided me to come here. I stayed overnight in the galaxy and suddenly had a feeling that I would meet a group of interesting people here, experience some interesting experiences, and then gain my love." The blood of the gods needed to sacrifice supernatural powers..."

When the young man said these words, his pupils reflected the sky clearly, and his aura came out of the dust. It was not like Lu Mengyao who let him go out of the dust because of his power, but a natural detachment that looked down on the common people, but embraced all things in time. A mentality, a mentality that is absolutely impossible to fake.

Lu Mengyao was a little obsessed with watching it for a while.

Such a person is really attractive.

She had never seen such a person in the Bailing Titled Empire, and only the core and most powerful hermit family in the Hongmeng Continent could cultivate such a peerless genius, right?

Could it be her that the boy said the interesting person?

Thinking of this, Lu Mengyao's heart was slightly touched.

She turned her eyes to the young man again, only to see that the young man was already looking at the sky with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about some philosophy of life and difficult problems in Taoism, which made her reluctant to disturb him.

In fact, An Bulang didn't think about those profound things, he just secretly sent a voice transmission to Zell and Bai Bai, discussing how to kill Master Qingxuan...

Well, their acting skills are very good, and they have successfully guided the behavior of the four people. Everything is developing in the direction they want, and they are waiting for the protagonist to appear on the stage.

An Bulang is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid that Master Qingxuan will not come.

However, after waiting for a long time.

A young man dressed as a Confucian scholar came from a distant mountain with light steps.

When he saw An Bulang and the others, he was taken aback, as if he was a little surprised, but he still walked to Yu Huai and the others with a natural breath and no expression on his face.

An Bulang was most nervous.

He worked so hard and developed so long, isn't it because there is a mountain of real Qingxuan pressing down on it? If Master Qingxuan was not too powerful, how could he abandon the academy and invite his friends to go to Cangyun Taoist Palace together?

The blood grinding hell, the tragedy of the Canglan country, and the previous scenes made him not have any good feelings for this young man dressed as a Confucian scholar, and he was very wary.

Master Qingxuan's appearance is relatively ordinary, dressed in plain Confucian robes, his breath is very natural and flat, giving people a feeling of spring breeze at all times, as if he can get along with anyone.

When he saw An Bulang and the others, even if they didn't know each other, they saluted from a distance, completely unaware that he was a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period and was so arrogant.

"Yu Huai, who are these fellow Taoists?" Daoist Qingxuan asked curiously.

"Oh, let me introduce you. This is Xu Lang, this is Heisong, and this is Ezreal. They are all our saviors..."

Yu Huai began to tell Master Qingxuan about their experiences, which was extremely vivid and lifelike, and finally turned to An Bulang and the others with great gratitude and admiration.

After listening to Master Qingxuan, he saluted An Bulang and the others again to express his gratitude.

As for what Yu Huai said to share the acquired treasures with An Bulang and others, Master Qingxuan also agreed without hesitation, like a reasonable and respected senior, he would not make anyone feel unhappy.

"It is also fate to meet in the perilous Ghost Mountain. With Xu Lang, Heisong, and Ezreal joining us, our trip will be smoother." Master Qingxuan nodded.

When he heard that An Bulang was able to discover the Jedi's flaws and restrain the Jedi's power with a large mobile array, his eyes lit up.

"We are also very happy to have one more helper during the tribulation period." An Bulang said with a gentle smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

The other four Daoist Daoists were slightly relieved to see that Daoist Qingxuan, An Bulang and others could live in harmony, and felt that this trip was more hopeful.

"Senior Qingxuan, I don't know how you handled that matter? What happened to the Guangming Empire?" Yu Huai asked curiously.

When it comes to this matter, even Master Qingxuan, who is very well nourished, can't hide his anger at the moment, and said coldly: "The Church of Light has been destroyed... An Bulang did it."

"What?!"

The expressions of the four of them changed dramatically.

"How is this possible... An Bulang has no grievances with the Guangming Church, what is he trying to do?" Yu Huai looked puzzled.

"Not only that, isn't Tongguangzi and Qiuyangzi sitting in the Guangming Church? How can he destroy the Guangming Church?" Xiao Buting also found it incredible.

"Tong Guangzi and Qiuyangzi were also killed." Master Qingxuan said with a gloomy expression.

Now the four great masters who asked the realm were all dumbfounded.

"What's the situation? An Bulang was able to kill two great experts in the realm?"

"I won't talk about Qiuyangzi, but Tong Guangzi is a strong man at the level of Daojingdongxu. How can he kill him?"

"Monster, this is a monster that cannot be deduced by common sense!"

"But I still don't understand why he did this. Have you caught him yet?"

Master Qingxuan shook his head: "He ran very fast. When I rushed over, everyone was dead, and he took his friends away..."

"As for what he's planning, I don't know. Maybe it's Tutong Photon's treasure? Or some other attempt? In short, he didn't do anything wrong, so how could he escape so quickly?"

Master Qingxuan's eyes were long, with a bit of grief and anger in his eyes: "As for the black information about the Illuminati Church that he let the law enforcement team release, there is a high probability that it is all forged. I don't believe that my apprentice will be That kind of people……"

Speaking of this, Master Qingxuan's eyes became moist.

The other four masters of the asking realm were extremely frightened. They didn't expect An Bulang to be so powerful and so daring that they dared to fight against Master Qingxuan.

"Master Qingxuan, please mourn." Lu Mengyao said softly.

"Next time you meet An Bulang, just kill him." Xiao Buting held his sword and said coldly.

"Yes, Master Qingxuan, one day, the villain An Bulang will be killed by you!" Heisong comforted from the side, with an angry expression on his face.

"Nowadays, it is more important to explore the divine treasure, and it won't take long for the little ones to jump around." Ezreal said.

Xu Lang also looked sympathetic, and comforted softly: "Master Qingxuan, please mourn."