"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. What's so great!" The young man snorted even more dissatisfied: "Are we afraid that our Tibetan Academy will not succeed?"

Du Luo looked at him without saying a word.

“Master…”

"Are you afraid of you not know?" Du Luo said lightly: "Don't be too verbally whispered, let's go!"

"I..." The young man opened his mouth and finally sighed dejectedly.

He stomped his feet with resentment, his eyes as fierce as flames.

I only hate that I have insufficient understanding and lack of cultivation. As a top disciple of the Treasure Academy, I can only follow the mercy of others.

Such shame made him burn his body like fire and in great pain.

But no matter how painful it is, I don’t want to lose my life, I can only be honest and obedient.

He had already made a hundred times of poisonous oath in his heart. He must enter the realm of divine knowledge and make everyone obey his orders, speak with the golden mouth and jade teeth, and follow the Dharma!

Everyone rushed to the road silently, ignoring the people who fell to the ground around the Jingmin Tower.

When Song Yunge fought with the four major envoys, the invisible power burst out, and countless people around him suffered.

They were seriously injured, but when they encountered the collision of five people, they almost instantly lost their lives.

The souls were sucked by Song Yunge.

He pretended not to know and ignored it.

"Master, can Song Yunge really block the Yukong Palace?" The young man couldn't help asking: "Song Yunge has only one person after all, but there are many masters in the Yukong Palace, so he may not be able to block it, right?"

"Yes." Du Luo's eyes seemed to be closed, but they were not closed, but they seemed to be recuperating from behind the curtains.

He has actually been practicing.

If he has a second, he must practice quickly and never slacken. He can become the number one master in the Treasure Academy. He is not only talented and has good understanding, but more importantly, diligence.

"Really?"

"It's really possible!"

"Why is Master so sure?"

"Because Song Yunge's cultivation is stronger, he is stronger than any expert in the Yukong Hall."

"There are many masters in the Yukong Palace."

"No matter how many you have, you can't beat him." Du Luo shook his head and said, "A master at the sword god's realm is beyond your imagination!"

He actually discovered a mystery. Song Yunge was not suppressed by the Yukong Tianluo Field at all, and the magical skills of the Yukong Palace were ineffective on him.

Because of this, he was sure that Song Yunge could beat the Imperial Palace and bet all the bets on Song Yunge.

But he will not tell anyone about this secret.

"Sword God..." the young man shook his head and said, "It's not that the road to divine knowledge has been cut off, how can he open it?"

"So there is no way to cut off, it depends on how you go!" Du Luo said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" the young man nodded solemnly.

A burning impulse surged in his heart, wishing he could practice now, practice hard, and reach the realm of divine knowledge in one breath!

"Master, I will catch up with him!" said the young man solemnly.

"It's best to have this ambition!... Get faster and strive to arrive at the Yukong Hall today!"

"yes!"

Everyone became faster and faster. Later, they took out the elixir and burned all their strength to run forward.

When the sun is dusk, they come to a cliff.

In front of me is the vast sea surface, the sky has been dyed golden by the sunset, and the sea has also turned golden.

The sea surface is like a thousand feet of brocade shaking.

And above the vast sea, about a hundred meters high, there is a continuous group of palaces floating.

This palace is antique and magnificent, as if it exists forever, with vicissitudes and glory mixed together, making people feel awe-inspiring.

Everyone came to the edge of the cliff and looked up at the building, and their feelings were complicated and unexplained.

Before they could speak, two snow-white figures had already floated out of the palace group, falling lightly in front of them, but there were two ordinary-looking young men, one tall and thin and the other short and fat.

After the two young men landed, they didn't look at everyone, and their eyes were straight at the four corpses.

"Impossible!" the tall and thin young man shouted in dismay.

He could not believe what he saw.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and a cold and cold light burst out, swept towards everyone, and finally landed on Duluo.

Two eyes seemed to stab Duluo's eyes with two swords, staring at him tightly: "What's going on?"

The short and fat young man stepped forward to explore the breath and body of the four major airmen, and finally shook his head, his face gloomy and dripping.

His round and fat face was originally smiling, friendly and easy-going, but at this time it was like frost condensed, his eyes were indifferent and expressionless, and he looked at everyone as if he was looking at someone who was dead.

Everyone's hearts were cold and they knew something was wrong.

"What's going on? Say!" The tall and thin young man stopped shouting: "Tell me!"

Du Luo hugged his fists: "We happened to encounter this battle. Four seniors surrounded Song Yunge from Daluo City, but the result..."

He shook his head gently and said, "As a result, he was defeated and died. We can't bear to see our senior expose the corpse in the wilderness, so we sent it back."

"Impossible!" The tall and thin young man stopped shouting: "Nothing nonsense!"

The short and fat young man said lightly: "Where is Song Yunge?"

"Hmm-? Ah, Song Yunge is gone." Du Luo shook his head and said, "We saw that he was not injured and did not dare to take action."

"That is to say, Song Yunge is still alive!" The short and fat young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his round face became more and more gloomy.

Du Luo nodded helplessly: "He lives well and looks like he doesn't have any difficulty."

"All nonsense!" The tall and thin young man shouted: "Who gives you the courage to talk nonsense like this and slander my four uncles!"

Du Luo showed helplessness and remained silent.

The short and fat young man said, "Senior Brother Zhu, there is no need to say more. The four uncles failed and Song Yunge was still alive, that's it!"

He looked at Du Luo and others, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Thank you for your thanks. I'll send Master Leng and the others back. Since that's the case, you'll be good at doing it to the end and go to the underground to serve Master Leng!"

"This..." The tall and thin young man waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Meng, forget it. Although they are timid, they are afraid to fight when they see Song Yunge. After all, they still sent Uncle Leng and the others back."

The short and fat young man frowned and looked at him: "Give them aside?"

"After all, they are kind-hearted."

"In my opinion, I was determined to watch the excitement of our Yukong Hall. If they go back and spread it, everyone will know!"

"...this is the case." The tall and thin young man pondered, his eyes fell on Du Luo, flashing twice, and finally nodded: "It is indeed not suitable to be soft-hearted. Since that's the case, then send them on the way!"

The two rushed towards Duluo and others.

"Swish!" Two white lights suddenly appeared on the back of their heads and shot out from the middle of their eyebrows.

Song Yunge appeared behind the two young men, standing in the void outside the cliff, his eyes flew past the slowly falling two people, and looked at the Yukong Hall in the air.

"You..." Du Luo's apprentice was shocked.

He never expected that Song Yunge would appear here and be so bold. Wouldn't he fall into the trap?

He can kill the four major envoys, but it does not mean that he can beat all the masters of the Yukong Hall.

The Imperial Palace is hiding dragons and tigers. Those old guys who have not been born for a long time have reached their level of cultivation. They do not come out of the mountain and only guard the Imperial Palace.

Wouldn't Song Yunge die if he comes over?
Chapter completed!