The owner of the Nine Dragons Pillar should also be in the ancient Kunlun Holy Land, otherwise he would not sense that his witch treasure was destroyed, he didn't know how far away from this place, he shot angrily, and the witchcraft crossed the range of many miles, turning into a big hand to grasp.

The big hand in the gold medal threw away the nine dragons, only to see that the nine fire dragons were pinched by the big hand, lying on the ground like a dead snake, only gasping for breath.

Kiss!

The palm of the hand flipped upwards and slammed into the palm of the owner of the Nine Dragons Pillar, but it didn't make a loud noise, but a soft pop, followed by a crackling cracking sound.

Ye Xu struggled to support under the two domineering momentums, but the strength of Yù Shanzhen was not as good as him, and he was directly pressed to the ground by the two momentums, and he couldn't even lift his head.

The nine bronze pillars cracked with a thud, and fell to the ground in all directions. When these nine copper pillars are put together, it is a red umbrella, and the demon elements of the nine fire dragons form an umbrella surface, with incomparable defensive power, just now it is the demon yuan of these fire dragons, blocking Feng Yanrou's green and extinction divine light.

However, at this moment, the Nine Dragon Pillar can be said to be completely destroyed in the battle between the two big hands, and even the copper pillar was shattered, and the former power was no longer there.

Ye Xu struggled to look up, only to see that the True Yuan Great Hand of the owner of the Nine Dragon Pillar had been shattered, and it was not only his True Yuan Great Hand that was broken, but also the space that this True Yuan Great Hand passed through when it came!

It was as if there was an inexplicable vast force, following the path of his True Yuan big hand, and counterattacking back.

I saw that the air was squeezed like layers of glass, thicker and thicker, and went away into the distance at a terrifying speed, and the air was piled up into shape, exactly the same as the palm that poked out of the gold medal, and even the texture of the palm could be clearly seen.

This palm rushed all the way, and flew out hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye, and after a while, a violent earthquake suddenly came from the center of the Ancient Kunlun Holy Land, and a big mountain was flattened, leaving only a huge palm print on the ground!

It wasn't long before a violent explosion was heard!

At this moment, the palm of the gold medal had retracted and disappeared.

"It turns out that there are masters in charge, no wonder they dare to kill my disciple and rob my witch treasure!"

The voice of the owner of the Nine Dragon Pillars came again, obviously hit hard, and he coughed and said hatefully: "This big hatred, I Yan Shan has written it down, and I will definitely return it a hundred times another day!" ”

"It turned out to be Yan Shan of the Wu Dao Sect, no wonder such a powerful and good person got up, his face changed drastically, and he lost his voice.

Ye Xu said curiously: "Yan Shan? Isn't it amazing? ”

"Of course! Yan Shan is an outstanding figure among the older generation of the Wu Dao Sect, with an extremely famous reputation and unfathomable strength......"

As he spoke, Shanzhen retreated, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed out of the land for several miles, laughing and laughing: "Boy, I am not your opponent, I will fight you another day and take back my lotus throne!" ”

Laugh at!

A blue light flashed in Feng Yanrou's sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with him, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly ran the lotus holy law, drinking the mantra, and a huge fire lotus throne surrounded him, layer upon layer and impermeable.

The blue light flashed, and it broke through the lotus petals, like cutting tofu.

Shanzhen snorted, accelerated backwards, and fled in a hurry, leaving a trail of blood and a right arm on the ground.

Feng Yanrou retracted the green light, started to chase, and saw that Ye Xu did not move, so she immediately stopped and stayed quietly by Ye Xu's side.

Ye Xu held the gold medal in his hand and played with it for a while, Zhen Yuan entered the space inside the gold medal again with a wisp of consciousness, intending to release the power of the gold medal again.

"This gold medal was refined by the first sect master of my holy sect, and the first sect master and the first emperor were defeated, so the gold medal was given to him as a token. Could it be that the man in white in the gold medal is a wisp of the soul of the first sect master? ”

His true yuan penetrated through the space, and finally descended on the sea in the gold medal, only to see that the man in white was still standing on the surface of the sea with his hands behind his back.

The man in white seemed to sense that someone was coming, turned his head, Ye Xu looked carefully, and saw that this person had an extremely majestic appearance, a tiger's mouth, big eyes, a graceful bearing, an emperor's appearance, and a handsome appearance, and did not destroy his appearance because of majesty.

On the contrary, he is a rare beautiful man, and he is domineering and has a very mín demeanor.

He was like a high emperor, looking at Ye Xu, his voice was loud, and he laughed loudly: "Sect Master Xiang, how powerful is Zhao's Twelve Heavenly Gods?" ”

"Sect Master Xiang? Zhao? ”

Ye Xu was stunned, puzzled, only to see the man in white with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Xiang, Zhao has made a three-move covenant with you, and now that Zhao has won, I hope that the sect master will keep his promise, if I become emperor in the future, the Holy Sect must obey my Zhao Zheng's dispatch!" ”

Ye Xu thundered in his mind, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng...... He's the First Emperor! ”

"Why is it not the soul of the first sect master in the gold medal, but the soul of the first emperor?"

He was dumbfounded, he couldn't figure out what happened back then, it was obviously the ancestor of the Huangquan Demon Sect who refined this gold medal, but he didn't expect that what was sealed in the gold medal was a wisp of the soul of the First Emperor Zhao Zheng!

"Sect Master Xiang, how powerful is Zhao's Twelve Heavenly Gods?" The man in white was laughing again, and asked Ye Xu in the same tone.

"Sect Master Xiang, Zhao made a three-move agreement with you, and now that Zhao has won, I hope to ......"

He repeated the same words over and over again as if he was reciting a book, although the momentum was overwhelming, but when he repeated it over and over again, it seemed extremely weird.

Zhao Zheng's soul seemed to be frozen at a certain moment he experienced, and he kept saying those two words, although he was looking at Ye Xu, his eyes were empty without a sense of agility.

Ye Xu had a terrifying feeling, and immediately knew why Zhao Zheng's divine soul was sealed in the gold medal.

Lord Sheng and others once said that the first emperor challenged the first suzerain and narrowly won a move, but he was also hit hard, buried a dark disease, and died young. Presumably, this secret disease is that his divine soul was deprived of a part by the ancestor of my Holy Sect! ”

Countless thoughts in his brain spun rapidly, and he said in his heart: "The First Emperor was deprived of this part of his divine soul, and he was never able to repair it and reach a state of perfection, which caused him to die very early and failed to impact the realm of the Witch Emperor. The former sect master of my Holy Sect, Iōng, sealed this wisp of divine soul in a gold medal, and then gave it to him, if he found out, repaired the divine soul, maybe in his lifetime he could really win the title of Witch Emperor and unify the world. It's a pity that he never found out about ......"

The overlord of the First Emperor is only afraid that he will not be able to look down on the power of the gold medal, and all he values is the symbolic meaning of the gold medal.

For him, the gold medal is just a token, and there is no need to check what little secrets are in the gold medal.

After his death, his successor would not sacrifice this gold medal, but instead sent heavy soldiers and royal powerhouses to guard it in case the gold medal was stolen by the masters of the Huangquan Demon Sect, so no one ever discovered the secret in the gold medal!

"The Twelve Gods of Dutian are forbidden laws, and the twelve bronze people of Dutian, could it be that the twelve gods of Dutian in his mouth are the forbidden laws cultivated by the First Emperor?"

Ye Xu sighed with emotion, his heart moved, and he immediately said loudly: "Zhao Zheng, how do you cultivate your Twelve Heavenly Gods?" ”

The man in white smiled: "...... In the future, if I become emperor, the Holy Sect must obey the dispatch of my Zhao Zheng! ”

He repeated his previous words over and over again, like a machine, no matter how Ye Xu asked, he always turned a deaf ear.

Ye Xu changed dozens of ways to ask, but what he got was always those two sentences, and he said ruthlessly in his heart: "The First Emperor relied on the Twelve Divine Demons of Dutian, and he was even able to defeat the former sect master of my Holy Sect, and the power of this forbidden law is most likely above the nine prohibitions of my Holy Sect!" Since he refuses to say it, then Suo refines him, won't he be able to obtain the complete mental method of the twelve gods? ”

The man in white seemed to feel his killing intent, his eyes suddenly sharpened, he reached out and grabbed it, scratching his wisp of thought, and then stopped talking, raised his head and continued to look at the sky.

Ye Xu's eyes darkened, and he returned to the outside, he was not reconciled, he entered an idea again, and the man in white saw him again, completely forgetting that Ye Xu had killed him just now, and laughed: "Sect Master Xiang, how powerful is Zhao's Twelve Heavenly Gods?" ”

Ye Xu sighed and withdrew from the inner space of the gold medal, but desperately mustered up the true yuan, frantically pouring into the gold medal, intending to urge the power of the gold medal again.

However, his true yuan poured into the gold medal, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea silently, and he did not send out the big hand of the first emperor again.

"How should this gold medal be powerful?"

Ye Xu experimented over and over again, but he never figured out the mystery of the gold medal, so he had to give up, looked up, and saw Feng Yanrou always standing by his side, protecting the Fa for him.

Ye Xu felt a smile in his heart and smiled at her.

The nine fire dragons had regained some strength at this moment, struggled to their feet, and burst into flames again, roaring towards him.

"My Jiuding is made with reference to the Jiuding Ten Thousand Laws Demon Recipe and the Jiuding of the Xia Family in Zhongzhou, among which there are Jiuding Wuhuang Recipes, there are ten thousand kinds of witchcraft, if you can refine these nine fire Jiao and integrate them into the Dingzhong, the power will definitely increase greatly!"

Ye Xu raised his hand to stop Feng Yanrou, sacrificed the nine big tripods, and the nine tripods were under the hood, and the nine fire dragons were included in the tripod one by one.

Jiaolong roared, only to see his Jiuding suddenly beating violently, and the nine fire dragons turned over the river and the sea in it, desperately hitting the Dingbi.

Although these nine fire dragons were seriously injured by the big hand in the gold medal, they were still brave!

The strength of the ancient beasts should not be underestimated!

Ye Xu snorted coldly, his body shook slightly, the Great Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation Diagram flew up, the Nine Great Dings fell into the Array, and the Sun True Fire frantically poured into the Ding.

In this move, he planned to use the true fire of the sun to refine these nine dragons to death, refining their qi, blood and even their physique into the Nine Great Dings, and enhancing the power of the Nine Dings!

Today's second shift, earlier than yesterday, begging for support~~ra!!