This smile is so cheap, how cheap is it, he now has all the valuable treasures of the Northern Cangshen, does he still care about this pile of broken copper and iron?

Not at all.

Seeing Wuwei's anxious urging, Hua Ziyun waved his hand generously, "Forget it, I won't be as rich as you." ”

"Hmm, you don't want any of these things?" Wuwei was stunned.

"It's enough to have a god-killing blade!" Hanako looked down at the black broken blade in his hand with a gleam in his eyes, but his real gaze now remained on the transparent ring, "You can take whatever you want, I'm not interested in anything other than this divine weapon." ”

"Eh, can you be so generous?"

That's right, that's it.

Hua Ziyun smiled cheaply in his heart, nodded seriously and reaffirmed his decision, with the nameless ring, where could he still look at this group of mortal things.

Perverse~

Just when Hua Ziyun was complacent, a crane roared suddenly from Bi Fangyu's pendant, which was still faintly shining with red light.

Immediately after, a huge Bi Fang phantom suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Oops!

Hua Ziyun's scalp tightened, and it was too late to know that it was bad.

In between, Bi Fang's divine bird had a big mouth, a tide sucked violently, and it was still suspended in front of him and the Jingyuan Stone Pavilion that was overturned by Wuwei flew up abruptly.

Hell, again?

Sure enough, as Hua Ziyun guessed, the huge stone pavilion and the coffin lid were swallowed by Bi Fang in one gulp.

The entire mansion shook violently.

"Run!"

Wuwei Lao Dao was the first to react, pulled Hua Ziyun and turned around and ran outside.

Immediately after that, countless mountain rocks fell from the top of the mountain one after another, and the phantom of the Bifang Divine Bird seemed to be very satisfied with a long roar, and instantly turned into a ray of red light and submerged into Hua Ziyun's body, and at the same time, the large array that blocked the way seemed to be affected in an instant, and it rumbled into operation.

Nima's Bi Fang, if you want Jingyuan, go back to Lao Tzu to give it to you, and even don't let go of the coffin board of the Northern Cangshen, this time it's bigger!

The vibration of the ancestral hall simply alarmed the entire Beicang faction, especially Yang Yichen, who had left not long ago, flew towards the Houshan ancestral hall almost at the same time.

Bang~

After a tremor, the entire Beicang Ancestral Hall completely collapsed into the mountain, raising a cloud of dust.

"Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on!" Yang Yichen stood in the void with a gloomy face, his eyes red as he looked at the rising dust.

It was the worship hall of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and it actually collapsed!

At this time, all the disciples of Beicang also rushed to the ancestral hall when they heard the sound, and when they saw that half of the mountain had collapsed, they were terrified.

The ancestral hall, how did it become like this?

"Cough~cough~Cough~ It's really unlucky, Ya was almost stoned to death! ”

"Shut up, can you say a few words, who knows your stinky bird······"

The two of them came out of the pit with the dust in the sky, and the thrilling moment just now even made Hua Ziyun and Wuwei forget that they were still in the mountain gate of the Beicang Sect.

When the two people crawled out in disgrace, they were indeed faced with hundreds of Beicang's disciples.

Wuwei's voice stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, and even Hua Ziyun was startled.

Why are so many people waiting outside?

"It's over, I've been wrapped in dumplings, what should I do now?" Hua Ziyun's scalp tightened, and he reached out and touched his ring, because he had just thrown the God Slayer Blade into it, and it seemed that it could be used now.

"Of course I ran away!"

Wu Wei let out a low snort, grabbed Hua Ziyun's shoulder with one hand, and instantly rose from the ground before those people could fully react, and directly crashed into the enchantment in the sky.

Yang Yichen was the first to react, only then did he know that the ancestral hall of the patriarch did not collapse on its own, it turned out that someone had broken in.

The old devil of Wuwei!

When he saw who it was, his nose was crooked, "Wuwei, you are really determined not to change, and now you destroy my ancestral ancestral hall, even if you run to the ends of the earth, my Beicang faction will break you into thousands of pieces." ”

As he spoke, Yang Yichen quickly chased after him, and his eyes already showed killing intent.

Damn, that's a fast speed!

Hua Ziyun was shocked, and at this time, Lao Dao also knew that it was not good, and quickly took out a dark token from his arms.

This token is different from the black order that once appeared, and the holy word seems to have been replaced with a killing word.

"Old thing, you don't brag less, it's not so easy to kill me, the old man will give you a big gift!"

As he spoke, he threw the black token out with his backhand, just in time to catch up with Yang Yichen.

Rumble~

With an earth-shattering explosion, the black token suddenly exploded in the air, and the purple-black flames instantly burned half of the sky, directly enveloping Yang Yichen.

With the help of the thrust of the qi waves, Wuwei Lao Dao pulled Hua Ziyun to forcibly break through the barrier of the Northern Cang Sect and flew towards the south quickly.

What a grumpy flame, it turned out to be purple-black!

I'm afraid that the token just now was made by the emperor, right?

Even though he was far away just now, Hanakoyun still felt the heat of thousands of degrees.

It's terrifying!

However, the scene in front of him was fleeting, he didn't know what was happening to Yang Yichen, the master of Beicangmen, he only knew that Wuwei at this time ran away like crazy, as if he was caught and finished.

Such a rapid state has begun to make Hua Ziyun a little hypoxic.

The master of the Spirit Void Realm was so terrifying.

Not only was the two of them break into the Beicang Divine Mansion, but the little family wealth left by the Beicang God was looted by the two of them, and even his coffin board was not spared, and it was swallowed by the greedy Bifang Divine Bird.

The words left by the wisp of divine consciousness of the Northern Cangshen not only made Hua Ziyun cry and laugh.

I'm afraid that the appearance of the two of them is even more terrifying than the destruction of Beicang, except for the five crystals in front of the stone gate, it seems that there is no fart left for them.

Beicang, you may never have a chance to rise again!

Hua Ziyun sighed, didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly used her spiritual power to resist the suffocation of the wind resistance.

Wuwei was simply crazy, and he didn't even consider his existence as a foundation-building monk.

"Beicang disciples listen to orders!"

At this time, Yang Yichen, who was covered with the smell of charcoal, rushed out of the black fire with a black head and gray face, as if he had given up chasing Wuwei.

Seeing that the master of the door was deflated, Beicang's disciples knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to breathe and waited for his orders.

Call~

Yang Yichen opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black eyes, his eyes were blood-red and said: "At this time, you must not make a noise, immediately call all the disciples in the sect to return to the mountain, and after a short period of repair, you will not be able to wash the Cloud Pavilion in a bloody manner, this revenge will not be avenged, and my Beicang Divine Vein will no longer have the face to gain a foothold in Huaxia!"

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)