In the early morning, under the golden sun, illuminating the mess in the wilderness.

Under the self-destruction of Chunyang, Tianxuan Mansion suffered heavy losses. Half of the Jindan True Lords died here, but the rest were all seriously injured and the ground was filled with sad scenes.

However, for Ye Xiao, his expression was not as sad as he imagined, because at this time, there were Duke Chunyang, Zhenwang Yuheng, and even the treasure bag of King Qin.

The Lord of the Mansion was busy chasing the true king of Tianji and seizing half of the Nine Heavens Xirang, so the aftermath was naturally left to him.

There must be extraordinary treasures in the Qin King's treasure bag. Ye Xiao wanted to open them immediately to check them, but he knew that if he wanted to erase the soul mark of the True King of the Yuanying, he would definitely be noticed by the True King of Tianyi.

"I don't know where the treasure on his body fell after the fall of the Seven Star Palace Master. It's better to go ahead and check it out, so as to help the Lord of the Mansion."

Ye Xiao couldn't help but muttered to himself, but was about to instruct his subordinates to touch him and find out what was going on.

But at this moment, a pungent smell of blood came to my nose and the surrounding air began to ripples.

"not good!"

Ye Xiao immediately screamed that he was not good and was about to dodge, but it was too late.

At this time, two sharp blades flashed with cold light and broke out into the air above his head, like sharp scissors, crossed and strangled around his neck.

"Puff!"

The neck was instantly squeezing, blood gushed out, and the head rolled down like a watermelon.

Next to this head, a figure walked out quietly. The sunlight shone on his face, reflecting the snow-white cheeks, but it was not the blood-thorned young master.

"How can the relics of the Father fall into your hands?"

The blood-thorned young master flicked his sleeves on the ground, putting all the treasure bags in his arms, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“Lord, they…”

Feng Yue Gong walked up quietly and looked at the monks who fled in a hurry in Tianxuan Mansion, but his voice couldn't help but hesitate.

However, the Blood-Thorned Young Master did not respond, but frowned and said, "I think something seems to be wrong. After the Master of the Seven Star Palace fell, he not only did not see Jiutian Xirang, but he even didn't even have a treasure bag. This is simply unreasonable."

"Then, the Lord means."

Mr. Feng Yue didn't understand, but hesitated and said: "Maybe the Lord of the Seven Stars had the means to actually be hidden deep before the formation was broken."

"An old fox like the Seven Star Palace Master plays tricks before he dies, but it is not impossible."

The Blood-Thorned Young Master seemed to be more and more likely to think about it, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Let's go, maybe we will have a pleasant surprise, but it is unknown."

At that moment, the two of them swept away in the air, rushing towards the direction they were chasing.

However, at the same time, a war that unexpectedly happened was about to begin five or six hundred miles away.

In fact, Mo Wentian urged the Qicai Linglong Palace to come by, following the sound of Chunyang Gong's self-destruction, but what he didn't expect was that it happened to intercept the direction of the escape of the true king of Tianji.

Speaking of which, the True King of Tianji is indeed unlucky enough. He thought there were only pursuers behind him, but he didn't expect there were roadblocks ahead.

When the colorful hall floated over, he subconsciously wanted to escape, intending to change to another direction to escape.

However, Mo Wentian did not give such an opportunity. Although he did not know the True King of Tianji, he immediately recognized the identity of a person under the digitized vision.

Name: Tianji True King

Sect: Seven Star Palace

Position: Lord of Tianji Mansion

Cultivation level: Middle stage of Nascent Soul

Not only that, his eyes were as dazzling as stars, shining in the distant distance, and he also saw clearly the figure following behind him.

Name: Tianyi Zhenwang

Sect: Seven Star Palace

Position: Lord of Tianxuan Mansion

Cultivation level: Middle stage of Nascent Soul

It can be seen that the True King of Tianji was in a mess, as if he was seriously injured, and was obviously on the way to be chased.

Mo Wentian didn't want to miss this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, and it is very likely that the Lord of Tianji Palace will get the treasure, which will make the King of Tianyi pursue it relentlessly.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Mo Wen's tongue burst into thunder, and his qi sinks into his dantian and spits out a word.

"kill!"

At the same time, he took out a pen with his right hand, and the tip of his pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he also wrote a word in the void.

The mouth contains the heavenly constitution, and the pen writes the universe. This is the ultimate mystery of criticizing the words.

Seven years ago, he used the word "slow" to make the Blood-Devouring True King stagnant and was eventually killed by himself.

After seven years of cultivation, with the practice of the Words and Dharmas, I have a more thorough understanding of this magical method that contains the origin.

This one is "kill", which contains endless changes, and every stroke is full of murderous aura, like a sharp blade of a magic weapon.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, change in the void for no reason.

Although the True King of Tianji is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he is seriously injured at this moment, and of course he is a little tired of dealing with it.

"Who is a fellow Taoist?"

In a hurry, the true king of Tianji sacrificed the Holy Tower of the Buddha and suppressed the word "kill" with his supreme divine power.

"The True King of Wuji!"

When these four words were said, it seemed like four thunder sounds sounded, which made the body of the true king of Tianji tremble.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree!

The reputation of Wuji True King has long been spread throughout the borderlands, joining the ranks of the powerful Nascent Soul, and becoming the overlord of the Nascent Soul who controls the second-level cultivation country.

This person was not far away in Mangshan, Yunzhou. He didn't expect to appear here at this time. Could it be that he was also coveting Jiutianxiran?

But at this point, the King of Tianyi came after him, but his Liuyun Divine Shuttle had not yet been chased. A girl-like Nascent Soul rushed out of the top door and broke open at a faster speed. He raised his hand and slashed out of the air and slapped it.

"Wow!"

When the real king of Tianji was hit, his back immediately collapsed. He couldn't help but open his mouth and vomit blood.

"boom!"

In an instant, the half of the soil rushed out and immediately floated in the air.

Nine Heavens Xiling!

Mo Wentian couldn't help but look overjoyed. It was really easy to get it. He was about to go forward to snatch it.

However, the speed of Tianyi Zhenwang was obviously faster than him.

The flowing cloud divine shuttle was like an arrow through the clouds, rushing into the sky like lightning. The Yuanying fell in mid-air and happened to return to his body, and a cold and crazy laughter came out.

"Don't ask the heaven, this is the treasure of the Lord of the Mansion. You..."

However, the next moment, he couldn't laugh, his voice seemed to be cut off by a big knife, and suddenly stopped abruptly.

Not only the sound, but also his people, as well as the Liuyun Divine Shuttle under his feet, suddenly frozen in the air like a magical display.

At this moment, only his eyes could move around him, and within the range of his sight, a word was pressing towards him.

"Certainly!"

This word is like millions of giant mountains, pressing on his body, and he is simply unable to move. Echoes keep coming from his mind, just like an endless curse that makes him inexplicably unable to move.

"Certainly!"

Mo Wentian shouted loudly, holding a pen in his hand, and he continued to write a word like a dragon and snake.

"receive!"

The nine heavens Xirang seemed to be obedient, and actually trembled slightly in the air, then flew towards him like lightning, and was about to fall into his hands.

The words followed the magic method, which doubled the power of his painting holy pen, even above the middle-grade spiritual weapon.

"not good!"

King Tianyi Zhen roared angrily, and in the moment of lightning, he broke free from the restraint of the word "decid" and stepped on the flowing clouds and chased towards the nine heavens Xirang.

At the same time, the true king of Tianji suppressed his injuries. He didn't know what magical power he used. He sucked and spit out an endless vortex in his palm. Immediately, a huge wind wolf swept over, and wanted to roll back Jiutian Xirang.

"Tianyi Zhenwang, eat Lei's palm!"

At this time, Lei Wanshan rushed towards the sky, and one palm stretched out from his sleeve, turning into nine palms in the sky, burning with a beating flame, revealing a charming color.

Sometimes it is green, sometimes it is purple, with purple in green, and purple in green.

Going up to the Qingbi Luo Huangquan, it refers to the Biluo True Fire Art and the Huangquan Purple Flame Art. Lei Wanshan practiced these two magical powers to the extreme, and even used them to the Chiyan Jiu high-five, producing a shocking power.

Nine flame palm prints, one palm is faster than the palm, and one palm is more hot and powerful than the other, until the last palm that was slashed out was like the falling sun, exuding irresistible majesty.

"hateful!"

The face of the True King of Tianyi changed drastically. If he was not injured, he would naturally not be afraid of this palm. He could even get hit by this palm. Even if he was severely injured in his vitality, he would still have to take away half of the Nine Heavens Xirang.

However, reality was indeed a little helpless. The choice he had to make at this time was to follow up with the demonic hand covering the sky.
To be continued...