Ten thousand miles away, not half an hour, at this time, the ghost king Kui Tiancheng was bombarding the Xuanwu Mountain's Sealing Array, and inside the large array, the Five Virtues and Earth Immortals were commanding a group of witch cultivators to maintain the full speed of the array.

"Mo Wentian and the Mountain-Shaking Clan have just destroyed the Ghost King Mountain, and the entire Ghost King Mountain has been wiped out on the map of the Shangwu Continent. This King of the Great Zhou is still very powerful. Tude Dixian said.

"No, the person that Sanxian Mountain likes should not be underestimated, but we will be even more unhappy in the future. ”

"Nanshan Mofu is not his own, let's not provoke him, others are no longer within this range, what's the matter? We did something wrong at the beginning, when Mo Wentian was promoted to the king of the Great Zhou, he shouldn't have stopped him. That was for Mo Wentian. ”

"Let's do this, let's shirk it?" said Shui De Dixian in a low voice.

"No, otherwise, we wouldn't have to be grounded for a hundred years, and we would have gone out to fight with our grandson outside. Huo De Di Immortal said angrily.

"Brother, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, Ziwu is powerful, thousands of years ago, he was assigned to test the Three Immortals Mountain, and he will never return, but he can wrestle with Emperor Zilu, and he died two years ago. Mu De Di Immortal was the brain trust of the five of them, and slowly analyzed.

"You said that. What does this have to do with the present?"

"It doesn't matter if I think about it now, the thunder has closed the mountain for a hundred years, could it be just for now? If we can't help but go out and fight with the ghost king Kui Tiancheng early, what do you say are the chances of us surviving?"

All five were silent, and it was. Now the mixed vitality is strong, sealing them in Diqiu Mountain is also a kind of protection, Diqiu Mountain is located in the middle of heaven and earth, and the mixed vitality is the strongest. Concentrate on your practice, definitely more than anywhere else.

"After this crisis, we immediately went into retreat, regardless of his troubles. ”

At this moment, a high Xuanying battle flag fluttered in the wind and rushed over. Walking in the center of the team was a young man in his twenties, with a sound field of Xuanhuang battle armor, carrying a snow-bright Xuanwang blade, and his long black hair fluttering in the wind.

"This is the King of the Great Zhou? What a handsome character. Why don't I have such a teenager in my Yan clan. Mu De Dixian sighed.

The ghost immortal who was attacking the defensive array first sensed Mo Wentian, and punched on the defensive array of Diqiu Mountain, the defensive array sunk downward, and cracks appeared with a click, and at the same time, the large array also rebounded violently, and the ghost immortal turned over, disappeared in an instant, and smashed towards Mo Wentian with a hard punch.

Mo Wentian was just about to fight back, Xu Qingping shouted, picked up the Mandarin Duck Sword and slashed it towards the fist of the ghost fairy, and there was a loud bang, and Xu Qingping rolled and withdrew thousands of feet away. The ghost fairy also withdrew from Baizhang in a row.

"Little girl, yes, your cultivation is not weak at a young age, this Mandarin Duck Divine Sword of yours is good, it belongs to me. After speaking, he stepped out and approached Xu Qingping.

The ghost fairy was originally cultivated by the ghost king flower, the body is strong, and it has been practiced for millions of years, Xu Qingping has cultivated all the way in the past few years, compared to it, the true qi is vain, and the ghost fairy is confident, and the next move can defeat Xu Qingping and snatch her mandarin duck sword. The Mandarin Duck Divine Sword is very thick, there is a sword hidden in the sword, this kind of sword is known for its strength, if it is in his hands, with the strength of his body, he can split the Emperor Qiu Mountain in one fell swoop, then he will be in the ruin realm.

Mo Wentian shouted, 50,000 battle cultivation swords were held high, and the powerful battle intent turned into a colorful silk thread to converge towards Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's breath began to skyrocket, and then he used his finger to point at the Pixiu Xuanwang Blade, and a blood line appeared on the Pixiu Xuanwang Blade, and with the influx of battles, it turned into a winding blood Pixiu.

"You are a paralyzed ghost flower, you dare to grab my daughter-in-law's things, you don't have to find a beating, right? Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out in the void, grabbed the neck of the ghost fairy, and opened the bow left and right with the other hand, and opened the bow to the left and right of the ghost fairy, crackling and beating, outside Diqiu Mountain, all the people were blinded.

This is too dramatic, right, just started, before the fight started, someone surrendered to the ghost immortal? The ghost immortal in the late stage of the true immortal was pinched like an adult and a big child, and it was just crackled and beaten.

The ghost fairy roared angrily, and his body suddenly swelled, trying to stretch the hand that locked his neck away, but as soon as the mixed yuan force started, he was slapped back to its original form.

"Let him go!" Ghost King Kui Tiancheng suddenly screamed and threw his giant hand into the void.

"Mixed Yuan Tianzun!" all the monks in Diqiu Mountain were shocked. The reason why they agreed to Mo Wentian's various requests was to bet that Mo Wentian was really this person's apprentice, and they used Mo Wentian as bait to prompt Chaoyuan Tianzun to make a move. Of the three great Heavenly Venerables of the Three Immortal Mountains, only the Mixed Yuan Tianzun is very mysterious, no one knows what disciples he has, there is no chance to check at all, and the remaining two Heavenly Venerables are more or less known. It doesn't matter how successful or bad it is, this is what Xihe needs to know, and what Xuanwu Mountain needs to know, which is very important for the follow-up plan.

Now that their purpose has been achieved, they do not feel heartfelt joy, but fall into deep anxiety. Mixed Yuan Tianzun is unfathomable!

"It should be a true fairyland or a heavenly fairyland, a hundred years of retreat, and no one is allowed to go out. An ethereal voice said.

However, the ghost king Kui Tiancheng was desperate, that was his companion ghost immortal, the foundation of his cultivation, and the source of his cultivation with the blood of the Kui clan in his body.

The hand in the void suddenly picked up the ghost fairy and smashed it into the ghost king Kui Tiancheng, bang, the ghost king Kui Tiancheng fell down from above, smashing the ground into a deep pit, Rao is ghost king Kui Tiancheng cultivated the immortal body of the ghost king, and he also felt that he was injured, and the injury was not light.

"This doesn't count, it's the ghost fairy who beats his own master, and it has nothing to do with me. Let's go!"

"Master, run away!"

It was the aftermath of the ghost's voice, which then disappeared into the void with the big hand. Anxiously, the ghost king Kui Tiancheng also came to his senses, knowing that he had nothing to do alone, so he fled in the direction of the westbound ghost Rong in the water. The prelude to the ghost king's struggle for the world is extinguished.

At this time, Mo Wentian had already condensed the battle intent of 50,000 people, and with one sword, the blade of the Pixiu Xuanwang cut through the sky, with a whistling sound, and went straight to the fleeing ghost king Kui Tiancheng with the divine power that split the heavens and the earth. With a hiss, he cut the ghost king Kui Tiancheng into slices. Kui Tiancheng's assassination attributed to Sister Kui, and now Sister Kui is his wife, so Mo Wentian moved to kill.

At the same time, Xu Qingping's Mandarin Duck Divine Sword also smashed down, smashing the ghost king Kui Tiancheng to pieces.

He's dead?

Everyone cheered, the ghost fairy was captured by a mysterious person, the ghost king Kui Tiancheng was beheaded by the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the remaining monks of the ghost Rong and the dog Rong in the west were no longer afraid, and the tribes who were watching the battle from a distance immediately went out to grab this cake.

Xiluo Ghost Rong swept through Zhongwu Prefecture, and the harvest was the greatest, and every time he killed a monk who fell West Ghost Rong, he could get good resources. The Monk of the Devil of the West is now a mobile treasure reservoir in their eyes.

Mo Wentian swallowed a purple gold twelve-turn golden pill to recover his vitality, Mo Fu Jiawei also swallowed the pill separately, and Xu Qingping held the Mandarin Duck Divine Sword to protect the Dharma for these people.

"Grand Commander, do we need to hunt down?"

Seeing that a team of all ethnic groups and all tribes and military cultivators had joined in this gluttonous feast, Fei Lian and Xi Ruo quietly asked Xi Shun.

Xi Shun looked at Zifeng Du and Gao Yanhe, the red-clothed guards and blood shadow clans who had formed a guard turntable, shook his head and said: "All on guard, wait for the recovery of the King of Great Zhou, this is the army, the King of Great Zhou is the supreme commander, without his order, no one is allowed to act rashly!"

"No!" the two men went to give orders. In fact, along the way, their gains were very large, they barely made much effort, they just picked up the leaks, and they also gained a lot of money, and after these things were distributed, it was enough for them to further their cultivation.

"Emperor, should we kill Mo Wentian?" a voice asked in the secret room of the abyss.

"You're looking for death. ”

"Now is the time when Mo Wentian is at his weakest. ”

"Mo Wentian is already sanctified in the flesh, and he may not be killed, even if he is killed, we have not yet been able to resist the wrath of the Mixed Yuan Tianzun. Whether other people kill or not doesn't affect the overall situation, a small child can't make any big waves. You're always too cautious, our goal is no longer here, don't pay attention to these side stories. ”

Subsequently, the entire Diqiu Mountain fell silent.

The people of the various departments chasing the Xiluo Ghost Rong and other Xiluo Ghost Rong have chased thousands of miles away, Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes, he was already full of energy, he waved his hand, a golden light was given, and the Nine Turns Golden Pill turned into a golden stream of water, which was injected into the body of every battle cultivator, not only the Mo Fu Jiawei, but also the Shaking Mountain Clan, the Red Guard, and the Blood Shadow Clan, all of them were in good spirits, and their cultivation was restored to the peak period.

That's how important a wizard is in battle.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Thank you King Da Zhou!"

All the tribes rose against the wind and broke away from the waves, and the scattered and fleeing Xiluo Ghost Rong War Witch suddenly turned around, and one after another seals flew out from them, enveloping the various war cultivators who were chasing them, and with a bang, the flesh of these people was crushed, turning into a rain of blood and falling waves.

The crimson ghost mist suddenly contracted, converging somewhere. All the participating departments hurriedly dispersed, the temporary defensive array of the Xiluo Ghost Rong suddenly collapsed, the collapsed battle array suddenly recovered, and then expanded rapidly, those broken ghost king seals suddenly changed, turned into divine arrows and shot in all directions, and the unsuspecting departments were shot down by the divine arrows, and fell into the flood one after another, and the essence and blood of these people were separated from the body and turned into red streams, which gradually converged into a river of blood, and at the end of the river of blood, was a whirlpool, rotating and pouring into the flood.

"Xiluo Ghost Rong is really powerful, without the ghost fairy and the ghost king Kui Tiancheng, it is still so powerful. Xishun sighed.

The ministries lost at least 30 percent of these emergencies. And the Xiluo Ghost Rong War Witch who launched the attack was only 50,000 or 60,000 people, and they had already marched along the flood to the Ghost Seal Peak in an orderly manner.

Something is wrong, Mo Wentian's first reaction was that there must be something wrong with this, he himself is a physical cultivator, he has a sea of blood, and he knows the importance of essence and blood for physical cultivation. Kui Tiancheng's cultivation is the immortal body, and the immortal body is also an orthodox method of physical cultivation, but it is just a partial door in physical cultivation. This practice has been lost.

Just now when he made a deal with Kui Tiancheng, he felt that Kui Tiancheng's method was weird, and he had gone out of the right way and walked towards the ghost path. Mo Wentian stared at the swirling and sinking river of essence blood, searching for records of this kind of exercise in the sea of souls, but unfortunately there was no record.

Now Mo Wentian has clearly known that the Soul Sea is an innate artifact passed down from ancient times, with a learning function, and there is no way to analyze the exercises that he has not seen. He and Kui Tianfa had been dealing for a very short time, and the information they had obtained was limited, and it would probably take a long time to dissect it.

The eye of heaven broke through the layers of barriers of the flood, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank, and Kui Tiancheng was lying under the flood, and the essence and blood were pouring into Kui Tiancheng's mouth with a whirlpool!