The Yanhuang Divine Sword is exactly the same as the Yanhuang Sect's wild goose bell. When Xiao Wuyou took out the Yanhuang Divine Sword, no matter what kind of identity he had, he would definitely have an identity that could not be erased. This identity is a descendant of the Yanhuang faction.

Yan Huang Sect and Hunhai are friends who are vital to life and death. Although the Yanhuang Sect has been gone for 100,000 years, the kindness in the middle will not be forgotten over time. There are many bonds between them. Some of them are descendants of the Yanhuang Sect.

Therefore, when Xiao Wuyou took out the Yanhuang Divine Sword and appeared as a descendant of the Yanhuang Sect, Fang Azhou and the four of them would not stop him from getting the Dayan Chaos Bell. After all, the chaotic sea saved the Yanhuang Sect. Now, it is Xiao Wuyou, a descendant of the Yanhuang Sect, who saves the troubled sea.

Xiao Wuyou stretched out his other hand and held a small golden bell in his hand. The bell is pure, but it seems to contain infinite power. Looking at this golden little bell, the corners of Xiao Wuyou's mouth showed a hot smile.

The most important task of this trip to the Muddy Sea was to rescue the second senior brother Duan Shenwu. However, Xiao Wuyou didn't expect that saving the second brother would let him get the Wild Goose Chaos Bell, which was really an accident.

He felt the wild goose's alarm clock mess up and muttered.

"Come down, it's true that compared to the Yanhuang Sect, the Yanhuang Hall is nothing, but I will let the glory of the Yanhuang Hall surpass the Yanhuang Sect. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Wuyou looked into the distance with his eyes, the strength of his hands slowly increased, and his heart beat thumping, which made him feel that he was going to die for the rest of his life. This time, if we don't harness the power of the wild geese's Chaos Clock and the Chaos Ocean, neither they nor themselves can escape. He didn't feel lucky, but he felt the need for more power.

"The Sea of Chaos no longer exists, so who will be your next target? ”

Xiao Wuyou has been able to predict that a storm will sweep across the entire China-Afghanistan country. This storm will be more violent than the storms and cloud battles in the southern badlands. The first person responsible for this storm will be the Divine Mansion, the Blood Hell Palace, and the Ghost Mountain.

"Well, it's time to take a step.

In fact, whether it was the Holy Land of the God Emperor, the Twin Demons, and the Fifteen Giants, it was still too far away for those ordinary military-rank troops. Even if the prestige of these fifteen giants was seriously damaged, ordinary military rank forces could not count on its existence. Just an ordinary important emperor can make all the hierarchical powers disappear.

The battle for immortals has nothing to do with ordinary people. During this incident, all the ordinary troops did not suffer much damage, as their strength was not affected at all. How power changes has nothing to do with them. In other words, the fall of the holy place of God's dwelling place is only good for them, not harmful. How could eighteen saints stand up in those days and not the cause of the breakdown of nine gods?

But this time, things don't seem to be the same.

The earthquake zone where the Blood Hell Palace is located and the Gen zone of Mirage Mountain began to slowly move towards the rest of the area. The two demons of the Blood Hell Palace and Mirage Mountain were not the leaders, but the military rank forces and national forces in these two regions.

The expansion of state-owned capital must be planned slowly. Such large-scale aggression is stupid. Other states in the neighboring Zhenyu and Root regions thought it would be better to repel them, but they slowly discovered that this was not the case. These large-level brigades and the Guojia brigade seemed to be attacking, as if they didn't want to die. Even if they traded two for one and ten for one, they wouldn't care what would affect them, as other state capitals do.

The world is a delicate state of equilibrium. In times of comfort, all parties will choose restraint and only make small noises. It's like the expansion of the Yanxiao Building, which was done in a very gentle way, just through a high level of competition.

But since the chaotic shipwreck, the destruction of other sacred sites, and the capitals of Zhenyu and Gengyu, the atmosphere of the whole world has begun to change. The world became restless, restless, bloodthirsty, and disorderly, as if everything had returned to the time before the Nine Gods and Nine Emperors had just disappeared.

All order will be broken, and a new order will emerge again. But who can seize the opportunity of hegemony in the turbulent times ahead depends on who has better means.

Xiao Wuyou sat in the Hall of Smoke. Luo Jue, Xuanyin, and King Taishi also returned to the Yanxiao Palace. As for Duan Shenwu, he also woke up and slept for thousands of years. Duan Shenwu was unlucky. Under the tempering of the Great Research Chaos Bell, his strength increased rapidly. His fate is no less than that of the other three senior brothers. So now the four of them are all first-class Dao Emperors, and they are only one step away from becoming the best Dao Emperors.

Today, the world is in turmoil. Every day, countless messages come from far and wide. Even if Xiao Wuyou was the hall master, he didn't dare to close the door at this time, because every news could affect the fate of Yan Xiao Mansion.

This situation occurred not only in the area where the earthquake occurred, but also throughout the country. No force can exist alone. Even the spokesperson of the Holy Land, Yan Xiao Building, is no exception. Maybe it's because of 100,000 years of comfortable living, many people are tired of it. They need war, blood, and killing, as if the entire Zhonga Kingdom of Alu has been infused with a violent force, and all of us have a pair of scarlet eyes.

After reading the news, Xiao Wuyou's brows were not relaxed. As the spokesperson of the Holy Land, Yanxiao Mansion should be indomitable. But now, on the border of Yanxiao Mansion, there are no less than ten counties waiting there, wanting to enter Yanxiao Mansion.

In the universe, there is no one who does not know the identity of Yanxiao Mansion, but it is still like this. It may be that the majesty of the Holy Land is not enough to intimidate the Quartet now.

Of course, if you have the heart to covet, you should also covet power. Of the ten prefectures, none of them are top-notch. Even if there were ten more prefectures, Yeonhyo didn't notice. After all, since the Chaos Sea disciples came to Yanxiao Mansion, the strength of Yanxiao Mansion has increased many times. They didn't need Fang Azhou's help. Now Yanxiao Prefecture is enough to sweep all the state capital regions on the planet.

In the main hall, Xuanyin, Taishi Wang, Luo Jue, and Xiao Wuyou were all shocked. The four of them looked at each other, and could see the surprised expressions in each other's eyes.

This strange scene naturally attracted the attention of Yan Zilan and others. One by one, they stopped, and the little five friends received the light of the empty ring. An Emperor's release order appeared in the palm of his hand, and the Emperor's personality radiated brightly, illuminating the otherwise slightly dark hall.

Xuanyin, Taishi Wang, and Luo Jue are also palms.

It's one hell of a world. The sky was cloudy and the rain was pouring down. But if you are in the rain, you will find that the painful raindrops on your body are actually bright red. In the distance, Wushan thunders all year round, but the thunder seems to have lost its domineering side, like a dragon python guarding Wushan, flying in the sky.

This is the most terrifying bloody hell mountain in the middle of the earth, and it has the most powerful power in the natural wasteland, ranking first among the holy places of many temples.

At this time, the Blood Hell Mountain appeared gloomy. Warm blood rain does not bring any temperature, but it can make people feel cold everywhere. Within 10,000 miles, people and animals did not dare to buy it, because only the most powerful monks dared to set foot in this devilish area. Even if the disciples and elders of the Blood Hell Palace did not reach the realm of the Dao King, they would never enter.

Hun Yuanzi was on the Blood Hell Mountain, but at this time, he was sweating, kneeling on the ground with long hair, out of breath, as if he had been suffocated for a long time after greedy for the vitality of heaven and earth. His eyes trembled and he couldn't speak, and he was filled with disbelief at the person standing in front of him. His ethereal aura conveyed a sense of awe, which was the deterrent power of Emperor Liuhe.