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Twenty miles away, some of the monks suddenly looked up, their expressions changing dramatically. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's going on?" Someone's eyelids jumped.

"Ah...... Isn't this breath the ancestor of the Pan family? Could it be that he blew himself up? ”

"Who the hell did he meet? Could it be someone from the Bright Family, or someone from the Nalan Family? ”

"Let's go and take a look, maybe he's found the True God Artifact, or maybe the True Soul Fruit."

Rumble! Suddenly, everyone was in a sensation, and when they looked excited, their bodies rushed out quickly, rushing towards Fang He, who had a loud roar.

But when they arrived, all they saw was the shattered earth and the remnants of the furious power in the air.

Not to mention a human figure, not even a piece of wreckage is missing.

………

Thirty miles away, with a pop, a figure rushed out of the void and smashed into the ground with the momentum of falling.

With a bang, the earth was smashed into a deep crater, and sand and dust rolled up from it.

"Ahem, cough ......" came from the big pit, it was the question of the sky.

At this time, his face was pale, and there were still traces of blood on the corners of his mouth, especially the clothes on his body were torn.

He didn't expect that although at the moment when the other party blew himself up, he exerted the power of teleportation, but he was still affected by that monstrous aftermath.

It seems that he still underestimated the self-explosion of the Shenyuan Peak Realm.

He forcibly suppressed the surging blood in his body, wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth, and then looked full of heartache on his face.

"It's a pity for that mirror."

According to his estimate, even if the mirror of the ancestor of the Pan family was not completely blown up, it would be damaged by seven or eight points and become a waste weapon.

Gathering his mind, he did not leave, but sat on the ground and began to recover from his injuries.

Fortunately, his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary Shenyuan powerhouses, otherwise, the self-explosion of the ancestor of the Pan family just now would be enough to make his flesh and blood blurred.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his heart jumped, and then his face became gloomy.

The next moment, he saw four beams of light, rapidly coming from a distance, and in just a few breaths, they were already standing in front of him.

Looking at the four people in front of him, his eyes flashed.

"Brother Dao don't be nervous, I don't have any malice in waiting here, I just want to make a deal with you." One of the four said.

But the other three, looking at the embarrassed Wentian here, they didn't know what to think of, and their eyelids couldn't help jumping.

"Could it be that the explosion before him has something to do with him?"

"No...... That's impossible! ”

"Although the old man Pan's body has the power of the peak, but he can't use it all, his self-explosion is completely using the power in his body."

"Not to mention the Vientiane Realm, even if he is a powerhouse at the peak of the Shenyuan, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to retreat peacefully, how can he survive in a small Vientiane Realm."

The three of them secretly spoke, looking at the eyes of Wentian, full of surprise.

Of course, for the thoughts in the hearts of the three of them, Wentian didn't know at all.

At this moment, hearing the man's words, he frowned, and his voice sank: "You are the disciples of the Blade Sect?" ”

"That's right! We are all disciples of the Blade Sect, and I don't know what to call my brother in Xia Moyu? The man, who seemed to be in his thirties, said lightly again.

"Hmph~ Senior Brother Moyu is the seventh disciple of the outer sect of my Blade Sect, and his alchemy skills are better than some inner disciples."

Someone said that there was a touch of arrogance on his face.

"Moyu? The seventh person in the outer gate? When Wen Tian heard this, his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered the Moyang Elder who he had met in the Nether Realm.

"I don't know what this Mo Yu in front of me has to do with Elder Mo Yang? Could it be that he, like Master Mo, is a descendant of Elder Moyang, or a disciple grandson? Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Under the surname Lin Mingtian, I don't know if Brother Mo Yu knows Elder Mo Yang?" He asked.

Well?

However, as soon as he said this, all of a sudden, those disciples of the Blade Sect looked at him with contemptuous eyes.

"Brother Lin, the Elder Moyang in your mouth is the ancestor below, could it be that Brother Lin you know the ancestor?" That Mo Yu was surprised.

"Sure enough." Wen Tian secretly said in his heart, and at the same time, the vigilance also weakened.

He didn't suspect that the words of the person in front of him were false, because since just now, he had been locked on the other party with his mutated divine sense.

Whether it's true or not, he can tell.

What's more, from the moment the other party appeared, he didn't perceive a trace of murder and malice.

"Brother Mo Yu! Can you take a step to speak? He spoke again.

"Hmph~~ If you have anything to say, just say it, don't hide it here."

"That's right! Who knows if your kid will plot against Senior Brother Moyu. ”

Mo Yu hadn't spoken yet, but the other three looked bad at talking.

Although their Senior Brother Mo Yu was the seventh person in the outer sect, this was only for alchemy, not strength and cultivation, and they didn't dare to guarantee that this Lin Tian in front of them would not make a sneak attack.

After all, the strength of Lin Tian in front of them, they had seen it before, and even the disciples of the Bright Family could defeat it, it was definitely not a good class, they had to guard against it.

Na Mo Yu's eyes also changed suddenly, with a touch of vigilance, but when he came into contact with Wentian's clear eyes, his eyes flashed.

"The three of you are waiting for me here, and I will go back with Brother Lin!"

When the words fell, he ignored the three people, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, please." ”

Wen Tian nodded, and as soon as his body became ill, he rushed to the dense forest not far away, and Na Mo Yu quickly followed.

"If this kid dares to have any crooked thoughts, we will definitely kill him without a place to be buried." As soon as the two of them left, someone said fiercely.

"Don't worry! Although that kid is very weird, Senior Brother Moyu is not a soft persimmon, and if he really fights, I'm afraid he won't be able to get any benefits. The other said.

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As soon as Wentian's body was sick, he stopped under a big tree, and then suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Yu who was following closely behind.

"Brother Lin......"

Mo Yu was about to speak, but the next moment, his expression was shocked, and his breathing became rapid.

Wen Tian was holding a token in his palm at this time, looking at this token, Mo Yu's eyes were full of disbelief.

"You are the ancient king Lin Wentian who is connected by nine cities in the Nether Realm and has established himself as a king?" He looked shocked and blurted out.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Wentian's heart jumped, and he looked at the eyes of the person in front of him, and instantly became vigilant.

"Brother Lin doesn't have to be nervous!"

"The token in your hand belongs to my Mo family, and I know all the inner disciples of the Mo family in the Blade Sect, and the only one I don't know is the king of the ancient domain that the Moyang Ancestor received in the Nether Realm, Lin Wentian."

Maybe he found Wentian's vigilance, that Mo Yu hurriedly said, and there was a touch of excitement in his eyes.

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