C210 Personal Disciple Hundred Tribulations

"It seems like Great Luo and Hundred Tribulations Hall really want to kill me. They just don't dare to attack me directly because of the law of the sect."

Lee Yihong entered the doorway of Hundred Tribulations Hall with a calm expression. He passed through a layer of water screen, and it seemed to be the barrier of the formation of Hundred Tribulations Hall.

However, Lee Yihong didn't have the mood to examine the ancient and mysterious Hundred Tribulations Hall.

Instead, he could deeply feel the arrogance and unconcealed killing intent of Great Luo. From this point, Lee Yihong could tell the attitude of the master of Hundred Tribulations Hall,hundred Tribulations.

Being threatened by Great Luo's family and clansmen, Lee Yihong felt a rush and surging killing intent in his heart.

"It won't be that easy to kill me, and the direct disciples won't dare to casually kill a genius on the Prodigy Roll. Besides,i'm the number one inner disciple. "

Lee Yihong's face was calm, and his eyes were as deep as water. His heart was getting calmer and calmer. Although he was confident that not even the Great Luo or the Hundred Tribulations would dare to kill him, if a direct disciple really killed him, the academy wouldn't be able to kill him to show the prestige of the Tianxing Palace.

The opponent only needed to say that he had killed the Hundred Tribulations to give him a reason. At most, he would be punished by the Tianxing Palace.

"I must become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can I protect my family and protect myself."

Lee Yihong secretly clenched his fists. He deeply felt that he was weak at this moment. He didn't need the Great Luo's Qi to push him forward. He strode into the layers of palaces in Hundred Tribulations Hall. He followed the black-clothed man, Bei Daojiu, and passed through the pavilions and pavilions, creating a fake scenery of mountains and rivers.

However, the scenery here was ten times bigger than usual. Whether it was the attic, waterside pavilion, or the long corridor, the Great Luo, which had once again become nine meters tall, would not easily touch anything. Instead, it would be more relaxed and at ease.

It was as if this was the place where giants and large desolate beasts lived.

However, for people of normal size, other than being vast and majestic, they did not feel that it was too spacious. Instead, it made people open up and open up their minds. It was like a dragon entering the sea.

Lee Yihong even saw many men and women wearing outer sect disciple uniforms. Most of them were Unshakeable Stage, but they were like servants. They were either cleaning the place, or cleaning the flowers and plants, planting the herbal garden, or even feeding some young desolate beasts.

In Laucheng, Martial Master Stage warriors could enjoy three wives and four concubines. They were rich and wealthy, and Early Period of Unshakeable Stage warriors could even be compared to the family heads of wealthy families.

However, in this place, they were like servants.

Those who were willing to join the sect and become outer circle disciples had their own desires. They didn't want to be promoted to an inner circle disciple one day, but they wanted to earn enough contribution points to exchange for cultivation techniques, martial skills, and pills. After being an outer circle disciple for ten years, they would be able to apply to return dust and leave the mountain.

To live a free and unfettered life in the mortal world.

However,outer sect disciples who received missions to serve personal disciples would want to receive guidance from personal disciples, and be blessed with good fortune. Even the core disciples who often came here would take a liking to them, and that would be a great opportunity.

"Splash ~!"

All of a sudden, Lee Yihong followed the black-clothed man, Bei Daojiu, and entered a quiet and deep hall. A majestic aura hit his face, causing Lee Yihong's cold eyes to freeze.

The interior of the hall was incomparably spacious. There were carvings and paintings everywhere, and they were gilded with gold and jade. However, it didn't feel grand and magnificent. Instead, it was filled with an ancient feeling. Auspicious sounds echoed in the air, and there was even a hint of the aura of martial arts lingering in the air.

"Yih Xiaotian, Jih Youyin!"

Lee Yihong's expression changed slightly. The moment he entered the hall, he immediately saw a group of people kneeling in the middle of the hall. They were precisely Yih Xiaotian, Jih Youyin, and the others who had accepted the mission together with Lee Yihong and Baizhan last time.

However, all of them were kneeling on the glaze-like floor, reflecting their pale and reverent gazes.

Only Jih Youyin, who was dressed in red, stood at the side as if she was a peerless and independent person.

"Swish ~!"

The moment Lee Yihong entered, Yih Xiaotian, Jih Youyin, and the others instantly looked over with different expressions.

Jih Youyin's eyes moved slightly, but there was no expression on her face.

"Lee Yihong!"

Yih Xiaotian's eyes, on the other hand, had a dark light in them, and there was even a trace of a ferocious smile on his face.

Although the others' eyes were still filled with respect, there was also hatred and a trace of satisfaction in their eyes.

However, Lee Yihong had already looked into the depths of the hall. He saw a huge figure casually sitting on a jade carving seat in the depths of the hall.

He was wearing feather clothes and a pair of dragon patterned white boots. He was a mysterious man who stood tall and mighty.

His body was a hundred meters tall. This spacious hall seemed to be specially built for him. However, he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. The Qi of the heaven and earth was so smooth.

Compared to the nine meters tall Zenith Heaven, it was simply an act of deception and sensationalism.

However, the man in feather clothing, who was a hundred meters tall, had his eyes closed. He held this green jade slip in his hand, as if he was reading the information within.

He did not emit any aura, but it made the surrounding heaven and earth seem as if they did not dare to tremble in fear.

"Hundred... Hundred Tribulations!"

Lee Yihong's heart tightened and he was shocked. This was the legendary master of Hundred Tribulations Hall, the direct disciple behind Bai Zhan,hundred Tribulations.

"What a terrifying figure! Compared to Meng Tiange, even the Great Demon He Dongliu is more terrifying. He can even be compared to the White Bone Demon of the Demon God Sect,xie Lang."

The powerful soul made Lee Yihong deeply feel the terror of the person in front of him. It was as vast and profound as the starry sky. With just a wave of his hand, he could pluck the stars and moon, and move mountains and fill seas.

"Mr Bai Jie."

"Greeting, Mr Bai Jie."

"Greetings, Mr Bai Jie."

The black-clothed man, Bei Daojiu, still had a dead look in his eyes, but he put down his arms that were crossed in front of his chest and nodded slightly at the stalwart man.

On the other hand,great Luo, Miao Yin, had a respectful expression on her face. After cupping her fists and bowing, she respectfully stood to the side.

"Humph!"

"Hua ~ ~!!"

A cold snort sounded out. A wave of energy swept across the sky and earth. It was as if the space within the hall had been torn apart, causing Lee Yihong's expression to change.

Jih Youyin and the others who were standing at the side also had pale faces.

Yih Xiaotian and the others who were kneeling on the ground had even more terrified expressions. Their bodies were trembling, and their pale faces were pressed against the ground.

"Hua ~!"

However, this was not truly tearing apart the heavens and the earth. Instead, it was an aura that caused even the brothers of this world to tremble.

Great Luo, Miao Yin, and Bei Daojiu's expressions became more and more respectful. However, Bei Daojiu's dead and silent eyes revealed a trace of a mysterious light.

"Pa ~!"

The green jade slip that was held in the hands of the man in feather clothes suddenly exploded, turning into nothingness and dissipating.

"Hunyuan Dynasty, you really have a big mouth."

The man with the feather coat,hundred Tribulations, slowly opened his eyes. His voice was clear, and it didn't sound as loud as thunder because of his enlarged body. It was as if the voice had entered everyone's ears through the mysteries of space.

However, it seemed that there was a trace of anger in the information in the jade slip.

"Is it the First Prince of Hunyuan Dynasty?"

Bei Daojiu, whose eyes were still, suddenly looked at the enormous body of Hundred Tribulations and asked. The dark light in his eyes was even brighter. On the other hand,great Luo and Miao Yin stood respectfully at the side, not daring to say anything.

"That's right. Hunyuan Dynasty has already found the true hideout of Demon God Sect. The First Prince Yuan Sha wants to cooperate with me, but he wants me to bring a hundred Nirvana Stage warriors with me. Humph, all the people in the empire are just trying to take advantage of the situation."

"I don't need the information from the Hunyuan Dynasty to know where the lair of the Demon God Sect is."

"However, the First Prince Yuan Sha is very ambitious. This man has the same ambition as me, so I can befriend him. There's no harm in cooperating with him."

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, just as everyone was still in shock at the conversation between the two,hundred Tribulations turned to look at Lee Yihong.

"You're the one who killed Hundred Tribulations?"

"Boom ~!"

Lee Yihong could only feel the heavenly thunder exploding in his mind. His mind, consciousness, and mind were all in chaos. Blood was spilling out from all seven of his orifices, and his body was trembling.

It was as if a force was exploring Lee Yihong's spiritual world.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!"

"I didn't kill him a hundred times!"

"Boom!!"

Lee Yihong's face twisted. A powerful will and mental strength suddenly erupted. At this critical moment, he forcefully condensed his own mental consciousness. His scattered eyes were immediately filled with sword lights that looked like cracks.

Every one of them was like a collapsing wave of thunder, and they were like the tendons of a crossbow.

In an instant, he recovered his cold aura and stared fixedly at the hundred-meter tall figure. The direct disciple,hundred Tribulations, who was like a Heaven Master.

There was only an unyielding will and Dao heart in his eyes!