"Dry tongue!"

Yan Rufeng snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and roared.

"Sword go!"

"Xiu Xiu~"

The sword was shining, and the whole sky was filled with green.

"Sword Fall!"

"Poof..."

The sword light emitted by the Creation Divine Sword easily pierced through Xiao Jiang's Purple Mansion.

"Poof..."

The blood on the corner of his mouth quietly fell, Xiao Jiang looked at everything in disbelief, slowly raised his finger to Yan Rufeng, and a hoarse and low voice came.

"Are you an immortal or a god?"

Yan Rufeng was not angry and arrogant, and said lightly: "I am Yan Rufeng!"

"No... Impossible..."

Xiao Jiang fell down and never got up again.

Yan Rufeng suddenly raised his head and looked at the disciples of the Canglan Immortal Sect in front of him.

"Wait a minute, listen up, Xiao Chuan, the sect leader of your Canglan Immortal Sect, colluded with the demon clan and is ready to lure demons to attack my immortal domain in three months, if you break away from the Canglan Immortal Sect, you can avoid death!"

"Yan Rufeng, Hugh slandered our sect master!"

One jumped out and roared.

Yan Rufeng said disdainfully: "You think too much, the deity never slanders anyone, but why did you come to this Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, I think you know better than anyone else in your hearts." ”

A killing intent flashed in Jiang Mang'er's eyes.

"Brother Ru Feng, what do you say to them, those who dare to offend my Wanhua Valley will be killed!"

Immediately, Jiang Mang'er roared angrily.

"Today, the Canglan Immortal Sect is coming, my sisters in Wanhua Valley, listen to my orders, and prepare to kill him without leaving a piece of armor!"

"Rush..."

I only heard the sound of killing in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and suddenly rushed out of tens of millions of people, all of them holding weapons, murderous, and went straight to the disciples of the Canglan Immortal Sect.

The sword light and sword shadow, wailing all over the field, outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, the blood flowed like a river.

"Alas!"

Yan Rufeng sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Canglan Immortal Sect was without Xiao Chuan, and those of them were vulnerable in front of the disciples of Wanhua Valley led by Feng Mohan and Jiang Mang'er.

An hour later, outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, the scarlet earth was full of corpses.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers was also attacked by various immortal spells and turned into ruins.

"I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me!"

Yan Rufeng had a heavy expression, looking into the distance.

"All this, what is it for. ”

Feng Mohan bit his lip lightly and said slowly: "Ru Feng, you have changed and become benevolent. ”

Yan Rufeng was silent.

Jiang Mang'er wiped a handful of blood from his face.

"Ru Feng, it's not your fault that all this is their fault, they deserve to die, who made them always think about the godhead in your hands. ”

Yan Rufeng exhaled a long breath.

"Fifty Godheads, is it really that important? Even if I die and they get Godheads, there will be no more, no less, there will always be so many. ”

"Ru Feng, having said that, it also depends on who is worthy of having a godhead and ascending to the gods!" Jiang Mang'er said lightly.

"All beings are equal, and on the way to pursue the path of immortality, all immortals are qualified to ascend to the Divine Domain. Yan Rufeng said seriously.

"Ru Feng, if you say that, sister, I won't be happy to hear it, as the saying goes, there are good and bad people, and the same is true for immortals, like Xiao Chuan, what qualifications does he have to ascend to God. Jiang Mang'er said coldly.

"Ugh..."

Yan Rufeng let out a long sigh.

"The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, now, I will throw all the godheads I got from Xiao Chuan's He Yunjiu singers in this heaven and earth, so that those who are destined can get the Ascension Divine Domain. ”

"What?"

Jiang Mang'er and Feng Mohan were stunned.

"I disagree. ”

A trace of anger flashed in Jiang Mang'er's eyes.

"I don't agree either!" Feng Mohan said angrily.

Yan Rufeng didn't say anything more, just smiled slightly, and in an instant, he saw a dazzling golden light appear in his hand.

After a long time, I heard Yan Rufeng mutter: "Fighting and fighting, now the godhead in my hand has reached one hundred and fifty, the ridiculous thing is that the people who really need these godheads have been poor all their lives, and they can't get it in the end, and now..."

Yan Rufeng turned to look at Jiang Mang'er and Feng Mohan.

"Two sisters, in order not to cause unnecessary turmoil, you should stop stopping me, and let these ownerless godheads find their masters by themselves!"

"Ru Feng..."

Jiang Mang'er wanted to speak and stopped.

Feng Mohan's lips opened, and he didn't say anything in the end...

"Whew!"

Yan Rufeng blew lightly, and saw that in the palm of his hand, those golden godheads the size of sesame seeds flew into the air.

The golden light gradually disappeared in front of everyone.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared in the crowd, and then a person shouted loudly.

"I've got, I've gotten a godhead..."

"Giggle..."

"I am the god of flowers, I am the god of azaleas..."

Following the voice, a flower fairy in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers smiled like a flower, her body was shining with golden light, and her body slowly rose.

"Boom..."

The sky opened an opening.

A golden light shone down and sprinkled on the flower fairy.

Jiang Mang'er suddenly exclaimed.

"Chaos Qi, this is divine light!"

"Huh~"

The Sanskrit sound was everywhere, the divine light gradually dissipated, and the flower fairy finally disappeared in front of everyone.

"Has she ascended to the Divine Realm?" Feng Mohan muttered.

"She flew to the God Realm!" Yan Rufeng said lightly.

"Ru Feng..."

Feng Mohan wanted to speak and stopped.

"Sister Mohan, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Ru Feng, am I too selfish, there are already people under the door who can fly to the gods, and I still hold on to those fifty gods!"

Feng Mohan's voice was a little choked.

Yan Rufeng smiled and said, "Sister Mohan, it's not your fault, it's your fault, it's the fault that these godheads came from the god realm at the beginning, so they shouldn't be given to us." ”

Feng Mohan bowed her head and was silent, and after a moment, she raised her arm lightly and made a throwing motion towards the sky.

Suddenly, dozens of golden rays flew out.

Jin Mang, who seemed to be flying in a chaotic manner, was looking for a target at the first time.

Next, another person in the crowd was illuminated by the golden light, and with an exclamation, he flew to the divine realm.

Seeing this, Jiang Mang'er, who had been depressed, suddenly said calmly: "Everyone, now that my Wanhua Valley has been destroyed because of the Canglan Immortal Sect, I, Jiang Mang'er, as the valley master of the Wanhua Valley, have decided to take the Canglan Immortal Sect's residence as my own in order to give you a resting place." ”

"If you don't have any opinions, just prepare and rush to the Canglan Immortal Sect. ”

Yan Rufeng frowned.

"Sister Mang'er, I don't think it's appropriate!"

"How?"

Jiang Mang'er was puzzled: "Ru Feng, you have also seen that after this great battle, Wanhua Valley is no longer suitable for cultivation, and in the future, do you want me to take them to wander in the Immortal Domain?"

Yan Rufeng smiled and said, "Sister Mang'er, if you can trust your brother, I can take you to a place that is a hundred times better than Wanhua Valley." ”

"Giggles!"

Jiang Mang'er hid his face and smiled: "Brother, are you kidding, in the Immortal Realm, a place that can be a hundred times better than Wanhua Valley, I think in addition to the Heavenly Dao Gate and Wanjie Mountain, I'm afraid other places are not as good as Wanhua Valley, right?"

Yan Rufeng put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "Sister Mang'er, close your eyes, I'll take you to see it now." ”

"Humph!"

"Yan Rufeng, you'd better not lie to me?"

Jiang Mang'er closed his eyes suspiciously.