Chapter 223: lost heavily

Because Qingluanmen suffered the catastrophe 100,000 years ago, Huangquan Devil Emperor has always been regarded as a nightmare horrible existence.
Naturally, everyone in Qingluanmen knew one or two about the faculties that Huangquan Devil Emperor mastered.
This Huangquan Nirvana Sutra is a magical technique created by Huangquan Devil Emperor.
As long as the soul is immortal, it can be quickly broken and reborn, which can be said to be incomparable magic.
Because of the sudden death of Emperor Huangquan, there was not much inheritance left.
Even in the Huangquan Demon Sect, there are very few techniques for Huangquan Demon Emperor.
And this Huangquan Nirvana Sutra, with the death of Huangquan Devil Emperor, completely disappeared from the sight of everyone.
The elder Taishang never dreamed that Feng Xiaotian actually mastered this terrifying technique, which surprised him.
Soon, the remnant body slowly healed, and a young figure appeared in the eyes of everyone again.
Feng Xiaotian first squeezed his wrist slightly, then slowly turned his head, a tyrannical color flashed in his eyes.
"Unexpectedly, you actually got the inheritance of Huangquan Devil Emperor." The Supreme Elder said in a deep voice, his tone full of jealousy.
Huangquan Devil Emperor has been the biggest pain point of Qingluanmen for countless years, and they don't even want to mention this name too much.
Huangquan Devil Emperor was so powerful that he knocked out the ancestral mountain of Qingluanmen with just one kick, turning the sacred mountain of Qingluan into the current Qingluan Valley.
If it weren't for Huangquan Devil Emperor, Qingluanmen would not have fallen to where it is today.
"I didn't expect this Huangquan Nirvana Sutra to be so magical, I thought it was very tasteless before." Feng Xiaotian's mouth was filled with a faint smile, he said to himself, and his tone was full of emotion.
The people at Qingluanmen didn't know that Feng Xiaotian hadn't obtained any inheritance from Huangquan Devil Emperor at all.
And this Huangquan Nirvana Sutra was naturally given to him by Dianchen Pavilion.
The ancestor of Ranchen Pavilion was Biluo Immortal Emperor.
Immortal Biluo has always regarded Huangquan Devil Emperor as his biggest opponent, he has thoroughly understood many of Huangquan Devil Emperor's exercises, and has left it in the Dust Dust Pavilion.
Huangquan Devil Emperor estimated that he would never have imagined in his dreams that the exercises he created were actually cheap to his greatest enemy.
Feng Xiaotian's talent was too abnormal, so he became the tenth pavilion master of the Dust-Ranked Pavilion, and was awarded the Yellow Spring Nirvana Sutra.
At the beginning, Feng Xiaotian actually looked down on this Huangquan Nirvana Sutra at all. He thought he had no chance of being killed, so he hadn't practiced much since.
But what he never dreamed of was that if it weren't for the existence of the Huangquan Nirvana Sutra, maybe he would really die in this little second-rate school today.
"Old fellow, you are really insidious enough." Feng Xiaotian's body slowly descended from midair, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said coldly to the elder Taishang.
The elder Taishang clenched his fist tightly, and finally felt an unprecedented sense of attention to Feng Xiaotian in his heart.
"Feng Xiaotian, do you think you can live without dying if you have the Yellow Spring Nirvana Sutra? Don't forget where it is. This is the place of the nirvana of the Qingluan god. Is it possible for you to go wild at will?" The elder said coldly , And then said something confidently.
"Oh? Is it possible that you still have the cards? Then I really want to have a good insight." Feng Xiaotian looked up to the sky and laughed, his tone full of mockery.
He believes that the current Supreme Elder is completely bluffing.
Otherwise, he didn't need to burn his own life blood just now, he is now at the end of the battle!
"Great Elder, come here!" The Supreme Elder knew that this matter could not be kind, so he shouted.
At this time, a short walker old man walked over, and then came to the side of the elder Taishang.
"Where is the great elder, where did that guy die!" The great elder frowned slightly, and then said in a bad tone.
"Great elder, the great elder had already died in the battle just now. Before he died, he blew the martial arts golden core and died together with dozens of martial masters." The little old man sighed slowly, and then said in a leisurely tone. .
"What?" The elder Taishang's expression suddenly turned gloomy. The momentum on his body was only from the clouds, and the whole person became completely angry.
"Not only the Great Elder, but all the guardians and enshrines within this gate all died in battle. The second elder, the third elder, and the sixth elder have all returned to heaven." The little old man hesitated and told the Taishang the result of this battle Elder.
As the little old man said, the face of the elder Taishang was even more gloomy, his whole body was tumbling, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.
In this battle, Qingluanmen's loss was too heavy, almost unbearable.
"Old stuff, or you should surrender. If I am in a good mood, maybe I can leave you a whole body." Feng Xiaotian had no fear in his heart after seeing this scene, and he said in a mocking tone. After that, his eyes were full of playfulness.
"Elder Tai, the disciples of this sect have been killed 90%, and there are not many masters in the sect. What should we do now?" The little old man said nervously, his eyes full of despair.
But even so, no one in Qingluanmen surrendered so far, but all chose to fight to death!
I have to say that the disciples of Qingluanmen are very spineless, far surpassing other sects.
Feng Xiaotian felt very surprised by the terrifying cohesion of Qingluanmen alone.
Most of Feng Xiaotian's subordinates now died in battle, and now there are only a few hundred left, but all of them are seriously injured.
A total of 800 Wuzun strong men came to Qingluanmen, but in a short period of time, more than 700 died one after another.
This caused Feng Xiaotian to feel a bit of pain. After all, these were all the subordinates he had cultivated so hard, and each of them was very precious.
This battle was really too tragic, countless buildings in Qingluanmen were destroyed, and even Qingluan Valley was beaten to pieces, as if it would collapse completely at any time.
Feng Xiaotian clenched his fists tightly, hating this Qingluanmen even more in his heart.
This is the first time that Feng Xiaotian has gone out to perform a mission since he became the tenth pavilion master of the Dianchen Pavilion.
However, in Feng Xiaotian's first battle, not only did he fail to make merits, but also caused heavy losses to Dianchen Pavilion, which made Feng Xiaotian feel very embarrassed.
Feng Xiaotian's heart was full of anger. He once again sacrificed the huge roulette, and then slammed toward the people in front of Qingluanmen.
"boom!"
The terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power instantly crushed the audience, and countless Qingluanmen disciples were directly crushed into flesh under this blow.