The eight major sects finally set a date, and the elders who came decided to first collect the spirit stones mined in the land of no spirit in the past three years, and set off back to the Hidden Dragon Continent a month later.

Tong Xiaoye calculated that there was still enough time, took a leave of absence from Yan Tianhan, returned to Cangling City in the teleportation array, and rushed towards Dasheng towards the capital non-stop.

Her speed was extremely fast, and she originally needed to walk for three months, but with all her strength, it only took a week to reach the capital of the Dasheng Dynasty.

Standing in front of the towering city gate again, Tong Xiaoye had a very complicated mood.

Along the way, none of her friends and relatives were gone.

Striding into the city gate, Tong Xiaoye hid his figure and easily stepped into the heavily guarded palace.

The palace is very large, Tong Xiaoye does not know the terrain, and looks at a seven-story tower in the center of the imperial city from a distance, so she quickly runs to the side of the tower, intending to climb to the top of the tower to take a look.

It was only when she walked to the door of the tower that she WWW.UUXS.CC found that the so-called tower was actually an empty shell, and when she opened the somewhat dilapidated gate, it was empty and empty, and there was nothing inside.

She climbed all the way up without giving up, and the more she climbed, the more strange it became, there were traces of destruction everywhere, and it looked as if she had been destroyed by something.

When she was about to climb the seventh floor of the stairs, she finally reacted - the Haotian Pagoda recorded in Qi Fatzi's memo was also seven floors in total.

Could it be that this was once the original location of Haotian Tower, and after Yan Tianhan was born, he was recognized by the spirit in the tower, so he left the palace with Haotian Tower?

The more Tong Xiaoye thought about it, the more likely it became, and remembered that Yan Tianhan once wore a very luxurious bracelet on his wrist, which was inlaid with seven dazzling gemstones, and the arrangement seemed to be in the shape of a tower.

And now he doesn't have the bracelet on his wrist.

Probably as his cultivation deepened, the bracelet gradually disappeared into his body, and the body of Haotian Tower left, leaving only an empty shell here.

The pagoda was empty, Tong Xiaoye's steps were much easier, and she stepped upstairs, and before she could see outside, a huge flying sword had already flown towards her head.

Tong Xiaoye jumped slightly, and the flying sword slashed at her with a bang, and there was no scar on her body at all.

Able to remain intact under the scorching magma, her body has long been comparable to a medium-grade treasure weapon, and she is wearing Xuanyu soft armor on her body, so she is naturally not afraid of ordinary flying sword attacks.

Qi Fatzi once wrote that the master who resides in the land of no spirits has a maximum cultivation of no more than the Jindan period, and she can easily determine that the ancestor in Yan Tianhan's mouth is at most the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Jindan period, and there are no masters in the imperial city, even if she can't kill this person, she can easily run away.

"Who are you, why did you break into my Dasheng Dynasty Palace?" An old voice came, Tong Xiaoye slowly appeared, and shook the jade pendant in his hand, "You may not know who I am, but you should know this jade pendant, old man, why don't we sit down and calculate, how many people have you sent to hunt me down?" ”

"Little slut, it turned out to be you!" The old man's eyes were about to split, and a pair of cloudy old eyes stared at Tong Xiaoye, almost bursting into flames.

In order to catch this little slut, he sacrificed countless physical cultivation masters of the royal family of the Dasheng Dynasty, and finally even led the war to the grassland, and the genius of the Yan family, Yan Tianhan, who was also harmed, separated from himself, this little slut can be described as a great crime.

"I didn't expect you to dare to take the initiative to find it back, that's good, it saves my ancestor a lot of trouble! Ancestor must let you know what life is better than death! The old man held a golden flying sword, surrounded by flames all over his body, and slowly rose into the air.

"I haven't scolded you yet, but you're scolding me!" Tong Xiaoye also glared at him fiercely, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "If you want Yu Pei, you can say it directly, you want Lao Tzu well and you won't rely on you, send someone to kill my sister, and want to kill me, you are very arrogant!" ”

"Hahaha, it turns out that bitch is your sister, but she is a lowly cultivator, and she is more powerful among those ants, and she also wants to reason with the ancestor, do you know who the ancestor is? I am the eighteenth generation of the Mahatma Emperor of the Great Sheng Dynasty, the ancestor of your ancestors, and I have to kneel and beg my ancestors! ”

The old man looked up to the sky and smiled, and was a little ecstatic: "It just so happens that Han'er hasn't left yet, and he has obtained red sandalwood, so the old man can send it to him personally." ”

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Tong Xiaoye smiled coldly, raised the dry gold rod high, and smashed it towards the old man.

"Do you know why physical cultivation is low? Because no matter how high you are, you're all poor creatures who can only crawl on the ground! The old man walked directly into the air, and with a wave of his hand, a large ball of flames surged out towards Tong Xiaoye, and the top floor of the pagoda was burned with a creaky sound, and large bricks and tiles fell one after another.

In the raging flames, the top floor of the pagoda crumbled.

Tong Xiaoye smiled instead.

"So what, sister is standing here and letting you burn it, but you will burn me to death? Isn't it just a waste who will only hide in the sky, and he is embarrassed to humiliate my ancestors, my ancestors would rather die standing than hide in the sky and be embarrassed like you.

"Old man, look at yourself, like a buzzing stinky fly, except to call is to run away, and then sneak around and set a fire, it's really majestic!"

The teenage girl, holding a dry gold rod taller than her, smiled very heartily in the flames, and was not afraid of the legendary Mahatma Emperor.

The old man was thoroughly enraged.

He has ruled the world all his life, except for the repeated setbacks in the Hidden Dragon Continent, in this mortal world, no one has ever dared to humiliate him like this!

What's wrong with the ground, he was also a fifth-order martial artist before, and when he took people's heads among thousands of troops, the ancestor of this little girl didn't know where to play in the mud!

Seeing that the fire spell was useless to this little slut, the old man roared angrily and rushed towards Tong Xiaoye with a flying sword.

Seeing that the old man was provoked by himself, and he was really about to fall back to the ground, Tong Xiaoye narrowed his eyes slightly, and said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and the bundle of immortals flew out, and directly tied his feet at the moment when the old man had not landed.

Emperor Mahatma deserved to be the king of the killing, and reacted extremely quickly, rolling and rolling over, and the sword in his hand slashed at Tong Xiaoye's neck.

The armor on this girl's body is amazing, so let's just cut off her head!

Tong Xiaoye didn't dodge or dodge, and half of the bundle of fairy silk flew out, directly tying up the upper body of the old man.

The flying sword landed on her neck, cutting a deep streak of blood, and she let the blood flow to her body, but a smile appeared on her face.

"Old man, my magic weapon can only trap your little half of the incense, guess if I can kill you within this half of the incense."

The old man struggled desperately, but where could he break free from this immortal magic weapon, his eyes widened, and he watched the rusty iron rod smash down on his head.

The body cultivation body is different from the Taoist cultivation, the tenacity is comparable to the magic weapon, this ancestor's level is obviously beyond all the physical cultivation Tong Xiaoye has ever seen, she took the dry gold rod and smashed it six or seven times in a row, before she could smash the old man to death before the bundle of immortal aya was released.

Tong Xiaoye took back the bundle of immortal aya, feeling that the spiritual power in the dantian had already been exhausted, and the spiritual power was also empty for a while, and he almost passed out.

Although this battle is domineering, it is actually extremely dangerous, and it takes a lot of spiritual power and spiritual power to control the bundle of immortal aya, but fortunately, she has been practicing the magic technique these days, and her spiritual power has risen rapidly, so she barely controlled the two bundles of immortal silk at the same time, and got a chance.

Once the bundle is loosened, the old man can immediately reverse the situation, and he can fly, whether it is to escape or sneak attack, it is very convenient.

And the most fortunate thing is that this old man is proficient in fire-based spells, but Tong Xiaoye uses flames to refine his body, and the Samadhi True Fire of the Jindan Stage Monk is only at the level of three Xuanhuo, which is not a harm to her, but a tonic, if it is changed to other spells, she will not be able to laugh so happily.

Hurriedly packed away the body and storage bag of the Mahatma Emperor, Tong Xiaoye hid his figure again.

The dead soldiers raised by the royal family rushed to the tower one after another, but only saw the top of the tower that was burned by the fire, searched for a long time and found nothing, and left disappointed.

Tong Xiaoye began to inspect the loot.

Although this ancestor's magic weapon is good, it is really far from Han Fei, the best weapon is that flying sword, and it is only a superb magic weapon, not even a treasure-level magic weapon.

There are a lot of pills, I think it should be left by Yan Tianhan before leaving, Tong Xiaoye didn't want to turn his face with Yan Tianhan for the time being, so he simply destroyed the old man's things together.

There was only a small piece of silver paper, which she treasured and treasured.

The material of this piece of paper is exactly the same as the volley step exercise brought back by my brother, and the content is a mental method called Wanhua Holy Technique, which seems to be in the same vein as the mental method of volley step, and it should be the next part of the volley step.

Suddenly getting this thing was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise, Tong Xiaoye hid his mental method in the Immortal Bottle, not planning to let Hong Huangba see it.

For some reason, she faintly felt that the exercise that could freely transform the spiritual power and immortal power into the yuan force was by no means an ordinary thing, and the owner of this thing might still know Hong Huangba, so it was definitely not a good thing for him to know.

After dealing with a qiē, worried that there would be an accident on the side of Chengtianzong, Tong Xiaoye returned to the base of Chengtianzong non-stop.

She wasn't worried that the royal family would pass on the news of the ancestor's death to Yan Tianhan, as soon as the ancestor was a master of Jindan, he must be elusive, and probably no one would know that he was dead and not missing; Second, Tong Xiaoye had already guessed that the relationship between Yan Tianhan, the emperor, and the ancestor was not harmonious, otherwise Yan Tianhan was obviously extremely guilty about Xuehe's death, but the ancestor looked arrogant and ruthless

Tong Xiaoye secretly guessed that Yan Tianhan cultivated this kind of character of a holy father, probably forced by the indifference and ruthlessness of the ancestor, and simply went to the other extreme under the rebellious mentality.

Two weeks later, she followed Yan Tianhan as she wished and stepped on the teleportation array to the Hidden Dragon Continent.

Far and immeasurable, in the boundless white halo, Tong Xiaoye was stunned, and when he opened his eyes again, there was already a strange world in front of him.

Brother, I'm coming...... R1152