"Boom ......"

In the shock of everyone, Mo Xinchen exerted his strength again, and finally pulled the entire Zhenyu Ding out of the wall.

The earth trembled violently and shook incessantly, and on the surrounding rock walls, large pieces of rocks rolled down, as if they were about to collapse.

"Not good!"

Even though they were all shocked, their faces changed drastically.

In this crypt, everyone's cultivation has been suppressed, and if this place collapses, even if he is a master of the Dao Cutting Realm, he is afraid that it will be difficult to survive.

"Run!"

In the panic, some people didn't dare to hesitate, and the moment the voice fell, they ran towards the cave at full speed.

"Let's go!"

The masters of the Jiang family, the Chuyun Holy Land, the Feather Holy Land and other major forces, after frowning, did not dare to continue to hesitate, and all ran away from the cave without their lives.

Watching them run out without looking back, Mo Xinchen couldn't help frowning.

Because this town is too heavy, like a mountain, even if it has an immortal king body, it is difficult for him to rush out with it.

And he found that because of the emperor's weapon, this Zhenyu Ding could not be stored in the storage bag at all.

"Changxi, is there a way?"

On the surrounding rock walls, rocks were pouring down, and this cave was about to collapse completely, Mo Xinchen was unwilling to throw down the imperial weapon and leave, and couldn't help but ask Chang Xi in the heavenly court to see if the other party had a way.

"The Holy Emperor has obtained a lot of desolate weapons before, which have not been used, and can be used to repair the Immortal Weapon Palace. Chang Xi's voice sounded in his head.

Mo Xinchen couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and frowned, "What's the use of repairing the Immortal Weapon Palace?"

"The immortal weapon is an ancient divine weapon, naturally it is not a few wasted weapons that can be repaired, however, there are many Qiankun bags in the immortal weapon hall, which were once used to store immortal weapons, the Holy Emperor might as well try to repair a Qiankun bag. Chang Xi spoke.

Mo Xinchen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Can Qiankun bags even store immortal weapons?

In this way, it should not be difficult to install an imperial artifact.

Thinking like this, he didn't say a word, and then escaped into the heavenly court.

Coming to the front of the Immortal Weapon Palace, Mo Xinchen didn't think about it, but began to repair the Immortal Weapon Hall with the desolate weapons he had obtained before.

It is not a random repair, you can choose independently, just like before, Mo Xinchen can use merit to repair the Haotian Divine Technique, and he can also choose to use it to repair other immortal methods in the Divine Skill Pavilion.

"Buzz ......"

After just a few breaths, the space shook slightly, and sure enough, an intact storage bag was repaired by Mo Xinchen.

He didn't say a word, took the storage bag, and with a thought, he came outside again.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, the cave has already collapsed into a shape, and I am afraid that it will completely collapse if it takes a moment of effort.

"Buzz!"

He took out the Qiankun bag and sacrificed it to the Zhenyu Ding, and it was very smooth to put the Zhenyu Ding into the Qiankun bag.

"Huh!"

Mo Xinchen didn't dare to continue to hesitate, and after putting away the Zhenyu Ding, he hurriedly stepped forward and jumped towards the outside of the cave.

"Boom ......"

Behind him, the crypt collapsed crazily, but fortunately, Mo Xinchen finally rushed out safely, and his cultivation was restored, he didn't dare to hesitate, and directly performed the sky-stepping footwork and flew towards the top of this crack.

"Huh!"

In the end, at the moment when the crack completely collapsed, he rushed out, looking at the huge crack below that had already been buried by the chaotic soil, Mo Xinchen couldn't help but have a palpitation on his face.

After a few moments, he let out a slow breath, and then looked around and saw a number of figures floating on the ground below.

These were monks from all walks of life who had escaped from under the crack early in the morning.

Including the Jiang family, Chu Yun and other masters of the major holy lands, they all escaped alive.

"Mo Xinchen!"

At this moment, Elder Chuyun Taishang snorted coldly, and actually shot directly, he pinched the immortal seal in his hand, and condensed it into a touch of holy Dao sword light with the law, and slashed directly towards Mo Xinchen.

"Huh!"

Mo Xinchen snorted coldly, and the sky-stepping footwork was unleashed, easily avoiding this sword, he snorted coldly, "What?

"You cut off the arm of the Holy Son, and killed more than ten masters of my Chuyun, you will definitely die today!"

Elder Chuyun Taishang snorted coldly, and he pointed his two fingers together in the void, and waved it lightly.

"Huh!"

I saw that the Holy Dao sword that had just been cut off suddenly turned around in mid-air, flew back, locked Mo Xinchen, and slashed down again.

"Get out!"

Mo Xinchen snorted coldly, and without saying a word, he took out the Zhenyu Ding from the Qiankun bag, and then threw it out.

"Boom!"

The power of the emperor's weapon shook the heavens and the earth, and there was a tendency to destroy a mountain and river.

The Holy Dao Sword directly collapsed, and was smashed into ashes by this tripod.

"Zhenyu Ding?"

"He actually brought this imperial artifact out?"

"How is it possible? We have tried it just now, but this emperor weapon can't be put into the storage magic weapon at all, why can?"

Below the ground, while everyone frowned, an extreme incomprehension appeared on their faces.

"Mo Xinchen, hand over Zhenyu Ding, otherwise, today, you will die without a place to be buried!" Everyone in the Jiang family had their eyes shining, and the moment the words fell, more than a dozen figures swept up and appeared around Mo Xinchen, surrounding him.

"Are you sure you want it? I'll give it to you. ”

Mo Xinchen smiled and looked at the old man of the Jiang family who spoke.

"Boom!"

The words fell, and he threw the Zhenyu Ding again.

Not far away, the face of the strong man of the Jiang family changed drastically, at this moment, Zhenyu Ding was like a big mountain, suppressing himself, this is an imperial weapon, but it is not something that ordinary people can catch.

"Bang!"

In an instant, a dull sound echoed, and under everyone's gaze, this strong man of the Jiang family was directly smashed into a blood mist by Yiding, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"Huh!"

Mo Xinchen is a longitudinal body, his whole body is full of infinite radiance, the physical strength of the immortal king can shake the mountains and rivers, for him, although it is a little difficult to drag a Zhenyu Ding, it is not impossible to do it.

He held the big tripod in one hand, held it on his head, and at the same time looked around the people around him, and sneered, "Come, if anyone else wants this tripod, you might as well say it bluntly." ”

Everyone frowned, their faces looked a little ugly, and at the same time, a look of jealousy appeared in their eyes, for fear that Mo Xinchen would throw them again and shock them to death.

After all, this is the emperor's weapon, in the distant ancient period, the Night Emperor rose in the world, and once suppressed many wizards of his generation with this tripod, and his prestige is unparalleled, even the saints have hated under this tripod, who in the world can stop it?