Mo Wentian sneered from the corner of his mouth, and immediately pinched the magic trick of the Wood Escape Magic. At the same time, the golden elixir in his dantian rotated wildly, and the five-color light flowed rapidly, overflowing a faint phantom, and the twilight that had turned into a natal magic power was used in a mixed manner.

In an instant, there was a crackling sound from his body and bones. His feet suddenly broke through the ground, like a tree root, and deep in the earth. The skin on his body turned green in an instant. Even his long hair was floating all over his head, two pairs of star-like eyes, and even his teeth and tongue seemed to turn green in an instant.

With a "bang!", his clothes exploded, and his body grew wildly in the air, as if he was about to rush into the sky, and his body completely transformed into a towering tree with lush branches and leaves.

The strong wind suddenly approached, and the fierce lion's claws broke through the wind, uprooting the giant tree with lightning speed, and gently grasping it in the air.

The sharp lion's claws broke through the wind and slapped the giant tree under its claws like lightning. The earth shook, and rocks splashed up. The giant tree was uprooted, but in the dim night, Mo Wentian had turned into a green light and disappeared at the end of the sky like lightning.

"Wood escape magical power? Crime, where can we escape?"

The Crazy Lion True Lord roared angrily, and was about to release his sharp claws and throw the giant tree to the ground. However, at this critical moment, only a crackling sound was heard, as if it was stir-fried bamboo beans. A golden branch suddenly emerged from the trunk, like tens of thousands of golden snakes coming, tightly binding a pair of lion claws.

The Crazy Lion True Lord looked surprised and wanted to activate his magic power to break free, but the golden branches were extremely tough. The more he wanted to break it forcibly, the more powerful the binding power was. He just broke free from the magic method several times, and the bones were all painful.

"What's this?"

The Crazy Lion True Lord roared to the sky, opened his mouth with a ferocious look, revealing his sharp teeth, biting the golden branches, breaking them out of it, and floating on the top of the Wanmo Ridge.

With a "boom", the earth trembled slightly. The golden lion stood in the ruins of the hall and turned into a yellow-faced man in a golden robe. He stared at the distant sky with a blank expression. A sharp murderous intent flashed in his golden eyes and said coldly: "Junior, you can't escape the spiritual sense of the true Lord."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, surged in the air in the wind, turning into a golden lion cloud, heading towards the south like a wind and electric.

"This beast has fled south. The true king vows to peel off his skin and tendons, otherwise how to explain to the fallen disciples."

With a tiger roar that broke through the sky, the True Lord of the Tiger was about to chase after him, but at this moment, a majestic voice came from the sky.

"Junior Brother Tiger, this person is as cunning as a fox. How can you know if you return to Wanmo Ridge? Moreover, Junior Brother Canbao is already injured. It is better for you to stay here to guard Wanmo Ridge."

"This..." The Tiger True Lord paused immediately, with a look of indignation, but he could do nothing. The other party had a teleportation magic weapon. If the True Lord Can Leopard is left alone here, it is very likely that he would repeat the mistakes of the True Lord of the Fierce Wolf.

The black cloud from the north rolled up, and the True Lord Huayang sneered in the clouds, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. Suddenly, the black clouds turned into a torrent, rushing towards the sky in the south.

In the dim moonlight, the golden light in the sky was dazzling and the golden lion ran south like a lightning. In a flash, it was already twenty or thirty miles away. Behind the golden lion, black clouds covering the sky and the sun filled the sky.

But in just half a quarter of an hour, the face of the Crazy Lion True Lord looked a little ugly. Suddenly, at the end of his sight, a thousand white light suddenly burst out, hundreds of feet of dead trees and forests were burned, turning into a raging ice flame, and the bones were filled with coldness.

"What?" The Crazy Lion True Lord roared angrily, jumped into the air, landed in the burning woods, and said with no confidence: "This is impossible? He actually escaped the spiritual sense of my seat?"

The black clouds swept over madly. True Lord Huayang condensed his body from the clouds and dragged Zi Cai Zhenren to the ground. The white light around seemed to have found a pouring point, and it was not in his body in an instant.

"There are breaths left by magic power around it. This person is indeed extraordinary. Without the help of teleportation magic weapon, he escaped safely, but he didn't know what kind of escape technique it was?"

The True Lord Huayang looked silent, sensing the remaining magic power fluctuations around him, and the expression on his face was already extremely solemn.

"Whether he escapes or not? He is dead, no one can save him from heaven and earth." The Crazy Lion True Lord was furious and shouted: "Let him live for a few days for now. The Ten Thousand Beasts Valley will never stop."

The Zhenjun Huayang laughed in a cold voice and said coldly: "Do you not boast about Wanmo Ridge as solid as a golden soup? But the True Lord seems to be like the back garden of a monk in Zheng State. You can come as long as you want and leave as you want."

The face of the Crazy Lion True Lord was extremely difficult to see, but the strength of Hehuan Pavilion is far above the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. He was angry but couldn't do it. He said angrily: "True Lord Huayang, the young master of the Pavilion has not been able to practice magical powers here, and the losses are extremely heavy. The monks of Zheng State are not unrelated. Can you just swallow this breath?"

The Master Huayang laughed coldly, his narrow eyes flowed slightly, and he glanced at the unconscious Zi Cai Zhenren, and said in a feminine voice: "If I were on weekdays, I wouldn't give up. I would definitely bother the monks of Zheng State to the end. But unfortunately, the situation in the Great Rong State has changed, and the leader of the Demon Sect is about to change. The Pavilion Master has already explained that he cannot create trouble."

"This..." The Mad Lion True Lord's expression suddenly stopped, and his face gradually became darker. But wasn't he the same? Taking advantage of the tide of beasts that had not been seen in a thousand years in the Wei Kingdom, Wanbeast Valley came to Qingzhou to manage it hard. After a year or two, it was only as large as the Wanmo Ridge, but it was lost overnight. If the Beast Demon True Lord knew about it, it would be furious.

Speaking of this thought, he sighed and pondered, "As for this reason, the Lord Huayang is planning to escort the young master back to the Darong Kingdom."

"Yes, the muddy waters of Qingzhou are not far away." Huayang Zhenjun laughed and said in a dark voice: "Mad Lion Zhenjun, if the beast tide does not break out in Qingzhou, it will be a barren wilderness. Now the beast tide has receded and I can't get any benefits at all. There is no need to stay here, so it's better to make plans early."

The Crazy Lion True Lord hesitated a little, but he suddenly turned resolutely and said in a decisive voice: "If you return with your armor and remove yourself, you will be just a dog of a family. You are really shameless to face the true Lord of the Beast Demon, which makes the fellow disciples of the Heavenly Demon Cult laugh and despise him. In any case, the true Lord must get the blood feud of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Valley."

The sound was filled with infinite murderous intent, and echoed in the peaks of the valley. In the croaking sound, hundreds of rotten crows were alarmed, rushing up like clouds and smoke in the depths of the valley, flying towards the distance.

The waning moon gradually disappeared, the dawn appeared in the sky, and the sky was gradually brightening.

A hundred miles east of Wanmo Ridge, a white cloud suddenly floated over the sky, and it looked extremely strange in the dim and hazy sky of the clouds.

Under the clouds, the earth trembled gently, and the monster with a human-headed and snake body roared hideously, and rushed towards Wanmo Ridge like a storm. The heavy snake body dragged the rotten gullies on the ground, and the melted snow poured in on both sides, and suddenly boiled violently. The poisonous creatures on it lingered and turned into a foul-stealed black venom.

This monster is the venomous snake true lord in Wanbeast Valley. He was originally sent by the monstrous lion true lord in Wanbeast Valley and lurked near Daxing City to spy on the enemy's situation, but was discovered by Zheng Yuer outside. With a slight fight, he was defeated by Jiuxiao Fengleiqin. He was greatly injured by the attack and used the snake transformation technique to escape to Wanmo Ridge.

"In another half an hour, we will reach Wanmo Ridge. At that time, the True Lord of Tianyu is just a catfish on the chopping board, and will not let the True Lord slaughter you?"

The Viper Snake True Lord hissed and roared. His pale cheeks were already full of resentment. He obviously had a great hatred for Zheng Yuer.

But at this moment, above his head, a domineering voice broke through the silence, and echoed in the valley in the early morning.

"Does the Lord of the Poisonous Snake be prepared to return to Wanmo Ridge? But if you are lucky enough to meet me, you have to change the route to Huangquan Road. Only there is your destination."

Before the sound had fallen, the strange white cloud in the sky suddenly fell, falling to the ground like a meteorite. In an instant, a hundred feet before the eyes of the poisonous snake True Lord, a white flame suddenly burned, and the snow on the ground melted like boiling water, and a figure gradually transformed out from it.

"Who?"

The Venomous Snake True Lord was shocked and suddenly stopped. He always believed that he should take action first. Since the person who came was not good, he had to make a desperate attempt. Only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope.

He immediately hissed and roared, opening his bloody mouth ferociously, and a golden light burst out from his fangs. The golden elixir turned into golden lightning, and rushed towards the white light curtain like wind and lightning.

"The Lord of the Viper Snake is so polite. We only gave the golden elixir out for the first time we met. We had to refuse it."

While speaking, the light stretched out his palm like lightning, turned into a claw in the air, and suddenly turned downwards, as if he could grab a hill.

With a "bang!", the golden elixir seemed to be cast into an iron mountain and was firmly grasped by the man. Even if the poisonous snake True Lord was driven by every means, he could not move at all.

"Who are you? Return it quickly...Return it to the Jindan of the True Lord."

Losing the connection between the golden elixir, the venomous snake true Lord vomited blood, his face was pale and dead, and he grew old quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, his face was full of gullies and wrinkles, as if he was a drooping old man who had already buried half a piece of earth.

"I am Wuji True Lord, I accept your golden elixir with a smile."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light immediately dissipated. Mo Wentian collected the golden elixir and summed it up. He walked up with a cold expression. His left hand grabbed it like lightning in the void. A heart-wrenching scream rose up, and the head of the poisonous snake king was twisted off.
Chapter completed!