"You are the guardian of the pass, and the interests of the pass are greater than everything in your heart, but I am different. I have no responsibility to consider the pass,

Sooner or later, I will come back, clean up the group of waste, send them to see God, and kill the three dogs to avenge my elder brother!"

Huang Tianyu's tone was cold, and his murderous aura was strong and almost real.

As the deputy commander of the Tiance Legion, he has galloped on the border battlefield for many years, and he has countless evil spirits who have died in his hands. The murderous aura on his body has long accumulated to a terrifying level.

At this moment, even the Emperor, one of the three guardians of the Primitive Pass, was a little scared.

"I'm here this time to take away what my elder brother left to me."

After a long time, Huang Tianyu's strong murderous intent gradually dissipated. He looked at his father in front of him and spoke expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the Emperor Zun fell silent again. Huang Tianyu, who saw this scene, didn't say anything, but just stared at him, with a cold expression on his face.

"Forget it, since you have decided, I don't have to say much."

Looking at Huang Tianyu's appearance, Huang Zun seemed to have grown a little older. After a long time, he turned around and looked in a certain direction, sighed and said:

"The things your elder brother left to you were placed in the Valhalla, and you will naturally see them when you go."

A look of vicissitudes flashed through the Emperor's eyes, and when Huang Tianyu heard this, he turned around and left without any intention of talking to his father.

"Although the Killing Immortal Sword is powerful, the killing energy contained in it is too heavy. If you are not careful, you will be at risk of backlash. Remember not to use it frequently."

Hearing a slightly tired voice from behind, Huang Tianyu, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped. It was not until a few seconds later that he took another step and turned around and left the stone chamber.

.........

In the Hall of Heroes, Huang Tianyu silently looked at his elder brother's spirit card, and a hint of undetectable sadness flashed deep in his eyes.

However, he did not show it, his face was still as calm as usual. After three respectful worships, he reached out and took out an ordinary storage ring from behind the spiritual card he was worshipped.

A trace of spiritual power was slightly injected, and the storage ring suddenly emitted a white light. Huang Tianyu thought, and a long sword with a ferocious shape and a fiery red spear appeared in front of him.

"How great would it be if you gave me this sword instead of that little flag..."

Looking at the hideous sword of the Immortal Killing in front of him, the sadness deep in Huang Tianyu's eyes became faintly richer, and he couldn't help but think of the past scenes in his mind.

"Hahaha, Tianyu, your cultivation is still shallow. This Qinglian Baose Flag will be left to you to defend yourself in the future. As the commander of the Tiance Battle Cavalry, I am naturally the first to charge and the Immortal Killing Sword belongs to me!"

The familiar voice was still lingering in his ears. Huang Tianyu held the sword with his hands tremblingly, as if he was holding the warm palm of his old friend.

At the same time, a small silver tripod appeared and floated above his head. In an instant, a rich space fluctuation appeared in the temple of Heroes.

After a moment, Huang Tianyu's figure disappeared, and the hall enshrined in the battle-death hero tablet became silent again. Only a few drops of water were faintly left on the gray-white floor, and the trembling sound of endless sadness,

"Brother..."

———

Heavenly Realm, Tiancheng, and the small world of Jietian Sect.

At this moment, the night was getting deep, and tens of thousands of disciples of the Jietian Sect had returned to their residences to rest. The Saint Son and the Leader of the Jietian Sect were successfully elected, so that the stones that had been pressing deep in their hearts could finally be put down.

Lu Qingchen was walking on the path leading to the Jietian Sect Sutra Pavilion, and a hint of expectation appeared on his face.

He practiced the Ten Thousand Dao Heavenly Art, and needed to constantly observe various martial arts and magical powers in the world to become more and more powerful. As a dominant force, the Jietian Sect has a long inheritance. Naturally, there are a large number of martial arts and scriptures collected in the Sutra Pavilion.

"See the Holy Son!"

There were two young disciples guarding the door of the Sutra Pavilion. When they saw Lu Qingchen walking towards this direction, they immediately realized in their hearts and took a step forward and bowed respectfully.

"Well, late at night, thank you both for your hard work."

Lu Qingchen agreed with a smile, his attitude was gentle and friendly, and he was completely no longer as violent as he had fought with Wei Jie of the Star Temple before, which made the two disciples of the Jietian Sect a little flattered.

"By the way, I'm not very familiar with this Sutra Pavilion. Can you briefly talk about it?"

Looking at the magnificent building in front of him, which is 100 meters high and has a total of seven floors, Lu Qingchen thought about it and couldn't help but ask.

Although the fifth elder and the sixth elder brought him here before, they did not introduce it in detail, so he was not sure about the specific distribution of the rituals and scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion.

If he had only found it by himself, such a large Sutra Pavilion would probably take him a lot of time.

"By the Holy Son, the Sutra Pavilion is divided into seven layers, among which the first to the fifth layers store the practice scriptures and supernatural powers below the Immortal Realm. The sixth layer contains some immortal scriptures, including two peerless supernatural powers.

As for the seventh floor of the Sutra Pavilion, we are not very clear, because only the Great Elder and the Three Supreme Elders can enter there.

It is said that the most core exercise scriptures of my teaching are stored in it, but we are not very clear about what they are."

Hearing this, Lu Qingchen nodded thoughtfully. What these two disciples of the Jietian Sect said was similar to what he had guessed in his heart.

The only difference is that he thought that the sixth floor of the Sutra Pavilion was stored in the Holy Lord's realm exercises, but unexpectedly, they were some immortal scriptures and two peerless magical powers.

Lu Qingchen is not unfamiliar with immortal scriptures and peerless magical powers. When he fought against Yao Chengwen in the Tianzu Realm, the Great Heavenly Thunder Sutra that the other party used was the immortal scripture.

As long as he practices to a certain level, the warrior can use the immortal scriptures to communicate the power of the great way in the world, thereby suppressing the other party. If there is no scripture of the same level to compete with each other, even the most powerful magical power will be suppressed by the power of the great way.

As for the peerless magical powers, although Lu Qingchen had not seen them with his own eyes, the star-picking hand he practiced is an incomplete supreme magical power, and its power is probably comparable to the top peerless magical powers, so he has some understanding.

"Which floor can I enter the Sutra Pavilion?"

After pondering for a few seconds, Lu Qingchen asked the two disciples of the Jietian Sect again. The two were slightly stunned when they heard this. They looked at each other and answered Lu Qingchen's question.

"According to the rules of the Zetian Sect, the Holy Son is qualified to enter the seventh level, but before entering, you need to ask the Great Elder or the Three Supreme Elders in advance."

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

Without hesitation, Lu Qingchen strode into the Sutra Pavilion. His purpose this time was mainly to get familiar with it, not to practice and comprehend immediately.

After all, it only took him a short day to join the Jietian Sect, and there should be a lot of things to do later. Not to mention anything else, at least I can't escape these days.

After all, he heard from Lei Xuan that the elder of the Jietian Sect specially asked the young genius of the Yaochi Holy Land, Taixuan Sword Sect, Yan Clan and Xuanhuang Emperor Palace to live in Tiancheng for a few more days, and he and Mo Ziyuan should also treat him and get familiar with each other.
Chapter completed!