Looking at the boulder in front of him, Zhang Heng took out a jade slip and prepared to rub it down, while Wang Rantian on the side looked around.

At this time, a sound of footsteps was approaching this side, making Zhang Heng's eyes stagnate.

"Two senior brothers, there seems to be something going on ahead. ”

A disciple of the Netherworld Sect walked towards the two of them and looked at Zhang Heng with a nervous expression.

Just at the entrance of the eleventh floor, they felt a hot spiritual power, and it was very strong, making people feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Heng and the others came to the entrance, feeling the hot spiritual power, and their brows furrowed slightly, as if they had a familiar feeling.

"This is Qi Wandao's spiritual power!"

After Zhang Heng's words were finished, Wang Rantian and the others' faces changed, and they looked at the depths of the passage on the side with some surprise, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Heng suddenly shouted, and a pitch-black spiritual power suddenly hit the space in front of him, and the pitch-black spiritual power instantly condensed into ice picks, and slammed into the stone wall in front of him.

"Bang bang bang. ”

The ice picks shattered one by one on the mountain wall, turning into debris in the ground, and everyone looked solemnly ahead, and no one acted rashly.

At this moment, a figure fell from the mountain wall above Wang Rantian's head, and a purple fire shone with a cold glow in the darkness. A knife-like face emerged in the dim eleventh layer, and slapped Wang Rantian hard in the back.

The hot flames were very dazzling on the dim eleventh floor, and the sudden high temperature made Zhang Heng and the others stunned, they didn't expect Qi Wandao to be behind them.

"Ahh

The flames were very violent, engulfing Wang Rantian in a moment, and they turned into the dregs of the ground with a miserable scream. made several people around show frightened expressions.

"You actually dare to kill Wang Rantian, do you know how important Wang Rantian is to the Xuanyin Sect!"

Zhang Heng's pupils shrank, Wang Rantian was the first personal disciple of the Xuanyin Sect, even if he was not the sect master of the Xuanyin Sect in the future, he would be the great elder of the Xuanyin Sect, even if it was outside, unless there were special circumstances, the people of the three sects would not kill such an important disciple.

But here today, Wang Rantian was actually killed by Qi Wandao, if it was transmitted to the Xuanyin Sect, Qi Wandao would definitely be hunted down to death.

"By the time you stepped into my Ten Thousand Clouds Sect, you were all dead. ”

Qi Wandao's eyes were indifferent, surrounded by an invisible killing intent, that kind of pure killing intent that was not mixed with a trace of mercilessness, which made several of them feel cold all over their bodies.

"You dare! My father is an elder of the Nether Sect!"

Before a disciple's words were finished, Qi Wandao's slender fingers grabbed his face with a palm, and the hot hot Yang spiritual power burst out from the palm of his hand, and the strong spiritual power directly smashed the disciple's head, splashing blood everywhere.

"As I said, you were already dead when you stepped into my Wanyun Sect. ”

Qi Wandao's tone was calm, he had never killed them before, worried that after he left, the Xuanyin Sect and the Netherworld Sect would retaliate together. But he now knew he was wrong.

When he saw the corpses of Mo Guzi and Gu Danxin, he knew that his heart had become weak. They are not partners who fought side by side with them against foreign enemies in the previous life, they just want to carve up the Wanyun Sect, he just wants to destroy his own sect.

"Xuanji Fist, Triple Strength!"

A low shout came from Qi Wandao's throat, and the figure rushed towards Zhang Heng in front of him like a ghost, extremely fast, and his fist reached his chest in the blink of an eye.

"You dare!"

It was the first time for Zhang Heng to feel such a strong killing intent and hurriedly retreated behind him, and a pitch-black ice shield condensed in front of him.

There was no trace of emotion on Qi Wandao's face, and the powerful spiritual power burst out from his palm, and finally converged on his fist, and punched straight at Zhang Heng.

The spiritual power wrapped in the fist made a sound of breaking wind in mid-air, and it slammed away mercilessly with a violent force, causing several people around to flee one after another.

"Want to escape?"

Qi Wandao stopped his fist, and the spiritual power above his fist suddenly burst out, continuing to rush towards Zhang Heng. And Qi Wandao turned his whole body into red glass, grabbing towards the leg of one of them.

"Shhh ”

Qi Wandao slammed his force and pulled that person back, and a red spiritual power condensed from his right fist, and hit the person hard in the chest.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Qi Wandao's previously condensed Xuanji Fist fell violently on Zhang Heng's ice shield, and the powerful spiritual power shattered on the pitch-black ice shield, and a powerful explosion was generated, directly knocking Zhang Heng's whole person out and fainting.

And after the man pulled by Qi Wandao was punched by him, the qi and blood in his body churned, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and his vitality was fully understood at this time.

The last man sat on the ground as if he had seen an evil spirit, his legs limped, and a foul-smelling liquid ran down his crotch.

"No, don't kill me. ”

The man kept retreating behind him, looking at Qi Wandao, who was covered in blood in front of him, with deep fear in his eyes. Grabbing the ground with both hands, he kept stepping back.

Qi Wandao looked at the man expressionlessly, and the spiritual power in his hand flashed, condensing a violent spark, which looked very dazzling in the dark passage. Under the firelight, Qi Wandao's emaciated face was like a knife, very cold.

"Boom!"

The flame in Qi Wandao's hand threw straight towards the man's body, the steaming purple fire was very hot, the man just screamed, and the whole person was burned by the purple flame spiritual fire and turned into ashes.

Looking at the ashes of the embers, Qi Wandao's face did not change a little, as if it was a piece of eternal Xuan ice, his eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, and he quietly walked towards Zhang Heng, who fainted. A hot flame condensed in his hand and threw it on Zhang Heng's body.

Ancestral cemetery, thirteen floors.

Nangong Wu stood alone in front of a sealed entrance, looking at the complex lines on the ground, Nangong Wu's face showed a look of pride.

The seal on the ground is the entrance to the fourteenth and final three. In the records of Wanyun Ancestor, there are many good things in the last three layers, among which there are also this Xuan-level spiritual weapon and the method of cultivating the Holy Body. These treasures are extremely precious spiritual objects in Tianquan Prefecture, and they can even improve Nangong Wu's strength a lot.

"Hehe, you want to share Wanyun Sect with me, when I get the remains of the Ancestor, you two will stay here forever. ”

A grim smile appeared on Nangong Wu's face, and the spiritual power in his hand flashed, hitting the seal on the ground.