Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 6: Red Sword Sect

The palace of Liang State inherited the consistent style of ancient imperial buildings, with several gates and high and deep walls.
"Doctor Wang has been with me all the way. Can you tell me what's going on?"
Along the way, Wang Chen followed King Liang and entered the palace. King Liang did not stop him, nor did he explain his purpose.
At this moment, King Liang finally couldn't help it and asked.
If it were the mortal world, based on the swordsmanship that Wang Chen just displayed, he could be called a sword saint, and King Liang should also be careful to worship him. However, no matter how high the swordsmanship of a mortal is, it can never be higher than that of a cultivator.
Therefore King Liang still called him Doctor Wang.
After a moment's silence, Wang Chen said, "I used to be what you call an immortal."
King Liang frowned, as if he didn't understand why Wang Chen mentioned this. He turned around and stared at Wang Chen with his bright eyes.
"There are many kinds of immortals." He sighed after a while.
The implied meaning is very clear, you are just a low-level immortal.
"There are indeed many types. If it were like the three immortals just now, even if there were a hundred more of them, I could kill them with one sword."
King Liang was stunned, remembering that he originally thought that the flying and omnipotent immortal was worshipped in front of the three people just now. He didn't believe it at first, but when he remembered the doctor beheading the strongest immortal, his face changed and he said, "What do you want?"
The emperor of the mortal world is indeed not simple in terms of intelligence. He could tell the intention of the emperor from just one sentence. Wang Chen pondered in his heart and said:
"Have you ever heard of the Nine Dragons Exiled Immortal?"
"How did you know?" King Liang's expression finally changed drastically. This was a secret passed down from generation to generation in the Liang Kingdom.
"The Exiled Immortal Pillar was not originally owned by your country, but by the Immortal Country of the Ancient Immortal Era . It requires the blood of a True Immortal to activate it. Your Liang Country is just a small mortal country and does not have the blood of a True Immortal at all. It is useless to keep it. On the contrary, if the news gets out, it will cause a catastrophe that will wipe out your entire family."
"Do you have the blood of a true immortal?" King Liang was doubtful.
Wang Chen has a haggard face and white hair, and he doesn't look like a real immortal at all.
The existence of the Exiled Immortal Pillar was revealed when Wang Chen first saw the dragon pillar in the dry well behind Lin Ruolan's house. Long words appeared in his eyes.
According to the usual behavior of this unreliable ability, which often shows four question marks, this is very rare.
According to legend, in order to ensure that their bloodline would not be lost, the ancient fairyland laid a formation to seize the fortune of heaven and earth, and the core of the formation was the nine dragon pillars.
“No, but this Exiled Immortal Pillar will be of great use to me!” Wang Chen did not hide anything. With his current level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to sneak into the palace and find the core of the Nine Dragons Exiled Immortal Formation, so he could only be frank.
The explosion of the True Immortal's blood and energy saved him from danger, but it also turned him into a cripple.
"This is a secret that our royal family has kept for generations. Why should I cooperate with you?"
King Liang showed a look of struggle, he did not expect that Wang Chen came here just to get the Immortal Pillar.
"If I recover my cultivation, I will do my best to protect your Liang Kingdom from the invasion of immortals."
King Liang's eyes suddenly lit up, then quickly dimmed: "How many mortal countries are not disturbed by immortals? Besides, how can I believe that you are different from those evil immortals?"
"Heh." Wang Chen chuckled. "I can just leave and wait for your Liang State to fall, or even come back after I have recovered some of my skills. But your Liang State may be destroyed right before your eyes. Do you believe it? "
"You dare to threaten me?" King Liang was a little angry.
"You're so impressive. You talk as if it wasn't you who was just slapped away by the immortal." Wang Chen sneered.
"I am the king of Liang!"
King Liang stared with wide eyes. This sentence seemed to have touched something in him. His face turned red and he was very excited.
"I also want to be able to avenge my enemies and live and die standing like you, but I have the country and the people's lives to worry about on my shoulders. How can you understand me?" He argued loudly.
"Nothing you say will help. Doctor Wang, please go back."
The voice gradually became cold, with a hint of desolation.
The guards at the side came forward aggressively.
Wang Chen stared at King Liang, and the other party did not give in at all.
After a while, Wang Chen sighed inwardly, said no more, and walked out of the palace.
This Nine Dragons Exiled Immortal Formation might not necessarily alleviate his current condition, so he did not insist.
With his hard thinking over the past few months.
Those golden residues in his meridians are most likely the crystallization of the blood and energy of the true immortal. It is these crystals that hinder the flow of ancestral energy.
Even his own qi sea was covered with a layer of golden color at this moment, as if it was condensed.
True power cannot flow unless it is generated.
What he needed was to reactivate the blood and energy of the True Immortals, gather and seal it again in order to absorb it, or discard it.
Then you can slowly recover your cultivation.
Once the Nine Dragons Exiled Immortal Formation is activated, there is a great possibility that the remaining immortal blood and energy in the body will be activated. Of course, the risks are also great.
The blood energy from Xue Wuxue's punch had already turned him into this state. The Nine Dragons Exiled Immortal Formation was extremely dangerous for those who did not have the blood of true immortals.
But King Fan was stubborn and this plan was no longer feasible.
As he thought about this, he walked out of the palace.
"Look, there are so many immortals!"
Although the palace had high walls, the terrain inside was very wide, and the guards on the wall exclaimed.
King Liang looked up and saw stars dotted on the horizon . Swords were whistling fiercely and coming with great force. Various kinds of true energy were lighting up like a field of stars.
At first glance, there are at least twenty cultivators.
"So many immortals? So fast?" King Liang's voice was also trembling.
"This is to destroy our Liang State."
The sword light became clearer and clearer, and the cultivators were approaching rapidly.
"Ah!" King Liang stamped his feet, as if he had made a great decision.
"Doctor Wang, follow me." King Liang led Wang Chen and hurried towards the main hall.
Not long after, a group of cultivators descended outside the palace complex of the Liang Kingdom.
The man in the middle was dressed in black, had a white face and no beard, had a cold and arrogant look, held a red flying sword in his hand, and exuded the unique aura of a Nirvana cultivator.
This kind of cultivation is like being a god in the mortal world.
Two steps behind him, two young cultivators who had reached the peak of Qi Condensation were staring at him with fanatical expressions.
This is the idol of their younger generation, Mo Shao, the youngest genius of the Red Sword Sect and the sect's future hope. At such a young age, he has already achieved Nirvana three times and was promoted to the position of deputy sect leader as an exception.
The cultivators in the surroundings kept descending on their swords, and some even stood high on the roof of the Golden Throne Hall, overlooking this solemn imperial city on earth.
There was a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
"The mortal king here, why don't you come out and see me?"
Mo Shao's voice was like a muffled thunder, shaking the entire imperial city.
There was a long silence.
"Humph! Today I will destroy your mortal country and let you know the consequences of killing my brothers from the Red Sword Sect."
"Massacre the city!" he shouted.
"Yes." With a neat response, more than ten cultivators rose into the air and flew in different directions.
The cultivator’s sword-wielding technique was extremely fast, and the massacre began almost in the blink of an eye.
Someone stood on the flying sword and made hand gestures. Then, a huge flame spurted out of his mouth, instantly igniting a large area of ​​buildings, and screams were heard everywhere.
There was a cultivator laughing wildly as he swung countless sword energies in the air, sinking countless houses. Wherever the sword energies passed, some people were cut in half by the sharp sword energy.
Someone used a protective spell and rushed directly into the panicked crowd, launching a frenzied massacre with a flying sword in hand.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Smoke and dust rose up.
Screams were everywhere.
And Mo Shao walked towards the Golden Palace step by step.
There were people there, how could it be possible to hide it from his divine sense.
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