In the attic on the top floor of Wanchun Tower, Wei Tianxiong's face was gloomy, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because in front of his eyes, the slender figure has long been out of sight, and the majestic Yuan Force around his body is like a madness, constantly releasing palpitating coercion, and the surrounding wooden tables and chairs have already turned into powder.

Wei Tianxiong faced such a stunner whose blood would be full of blood when he saw it, but there was no lust in his eyes, but it was like admiring a work of art, Wei Tianxiong's eyes were declaring, this is Wei Tianxiong's most perfect work.

Wei Tianxiong looked at this work of art, looking very relieved and proud, compared to this work, several masters of the Chongxiao Realm in Nanjun were obviously failures that should be thrown into the trash.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!" Wei Tianxiong laughed proudly and said, "It's a pity that your talent, if you have a slightly better background, you may not be worse than the Tong sisters!"

"Now, I've helped you make up for the gap in cultivation with these disciples of these great families in the past ten years, and in the future, you will have the capital to compete with them! Don't thank me! Hahahaha!"

Facing Wei Tianxiong's Yuan Li coercion, the slender figure was as if she had never heard of it, she glanced at the tables and chairs around her that had turned into powder, walked straight to the wardrobe, took out a light yarn from it, and draped it on her body.

"You think I'm going to thank you?" the slender figure asked indifferently.

"Ha......" Wei Tianxiong's laughter stopped abruptly, and then a stronger coercion was released around his body, but it was only for a moment, and then he quickly reined it in, and said with a smile, "Don't thank me, just follow your own heart and do things!"

Hearing this, Qingcui's beautiful eyes flashed and glanced at Wei Tianxiong. This was the first time Qingcui looked at Wei Tianxiong, and she knew that Wei Tianxiong did this just to let her deal with Zhao Gan.

She didn't expect that Wei Tianxiong would have such a reaction in the face of her rebellion.

"Okay!" Qingcui nodded.

"Girl, then I'll take you away, if you don't understand anything in cultivation, I can give you some guidance!" Wei Tianxiong continued.

"No!" Qingcui decisively refused.

"It's up to you!" Wei Tianxiong smiled fiercely, and then snapped his fingers, Qingcui suddenly felt that the Yuan Force around her body was out of control, and she couldn't even control her own body.

"What did you do to me?" Qingcui looked at Wei Tianxiong in horror.

"Don't forget, your strength has always come from me! I created you, and I don't have any bad intentions for you! It was Zhao Gan who abandoned you, and I came to help you recapture him!"

"So, until you recapture Zhao Gan, you'd better listen to me!" Wei Tianxiong said, picking up Qingcui with one hand and breaking through the air.

"Zhao Qian'er, killing my heir, bad things for me, going to the Wheel Sea to create the earth, you will have to pay the price!" Wei Tianxiong's eyes were like knives, revealing endless resentment. Only in the whole sky, leaving endless resentment.

Northwest of Qianguo

A lonely city standing in the desert, a tall young man is standing at the head of the city, climbing high and looking into the distance.

"Tian'er, this trip is long and dangerous, you have to be careful!"

A figure ascended the steps to the top of the city, and as he approached, the man's face gradually became clear, an old man, dressed in a gray robe, with a white beard and hair.

"Grandpa, did the uncle disappear in that round of sea creation back then?" the tall young man asked.

"Yes! If it weren't for the eldest brother's genius who was folded in the Wheel Sea Creation Land, how could our Ma family have fallen to this point!" the old man's words were full of unwillingness.

"Fortunately, the Zhao family has supported me all the way, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to go to the Wheel Sea Creation Land!" the young man said.

"Hmph!Zhao family!" the old man snorted coldly, "I'm afraid that the Zhao family has the intention to plot against my Ma family's ancestral weapon, otherwise the Zhao family's old immortal, how could he even send his second son to the Western Frontier, this is decades!"

"Grandpa, do you think too badly of the Zhao family! With their power, if they want to get our ancestral weapon, I'm afraid it will be easy!"

"Hmph! The Zhao family is famous, how can they be so blatant! They are not afraid of criticism!" The old man still looked disdainful. It can be seen that the old man still has careless resentment towards the Zhao family.

The young man was silent, because until now, he didn't think that the Zhao family was plotting against their Ma family. But grandpa is a grandfather after all, and he can't be disobedient, so he has to listen quietly.

"Shocking! You are the one who has been recognized by my Ma family's ancestral weapon! Go now, you can take the ancestral weapon, and it may help you on the way!" the old man said, and a weapon was taken from the air, wrapped in gray linen, which looked very inconspicuous.

"Grandpa, no! Uncle didn't want to take it with me back then, and I didn't bring it either!" Seeing this, Ma Jingtian hurriedly waved his hand and refused. The value of this ancestral weapon, he is clear, he cultivates to a low level, how can he take away the heavy treasure of the Ma family.

"Obedient! Take it!" The old man forcibly stuffed the weapon to Ma Jingtian, and said, "This is going to the land of the Wheel Sea of Creation, Grandpa doesn't ask for anything you can create, just wants you to come back safely! This is the best protection that the Ma family can give you!"

The boy was still reluctant.

"It's been many years since anyone has been able to get the approval of my Ma family's ancestral weapon! If you can play a role in your hands, it's better than being dusted in the Ma family ancestral hall!" The old man's tone revealed a trace of sadness and helplessness.

"Alright!" the boy hesitated, but took the weapon.

"Hum~"

After the young man took the weapon, there seemed to be a smooth flow on it, and faintly, there was an amazing aura emanating from it, which was extremely powerful, and the stone floor on the ground was quietly cracked.

"You see, only you can bring out the power of my Ma family's ancestral weapon! Don't let it be dusty!" Seeing this, the old man showed indescribable joy.

"Alright, the Black Wind Sandstorm is over, let's go!" the old man looked up at the sky and said.

"Grandpa, then I'm leaving!" the young man said with some reluctance as he looked up at the old man's old and wrinkled cheeks.

"Go ahead! Tian'er, you have to remember that the name you have chosen is to hope that one day in the future, your name will shock Tianyu and make the ancestors of my Ma family smile at Huangquan! Don't be a daughter!" The old man looked at the reluctance in Ma Jingtian's eyes, and said seriously.

"Yes!" Ma Jingtian replied in a depressed mood.

"Alright! Go!" said the old man, who stretched out his hand and patted Paima's shocking back.

"Well, grandpa, I'm leaving!" Ma Jingtian raised his head again, with determination in his eyes.

After Ma Jingtian finished speaking, he jumped down from the city with the gray cloth wrapped weapon on his back, only to see him silently fall on the yellow sand, and then turned back and waved his hand at the top of the city, and then swept away in the southeast direction.

"Big brother, this is the last single seedling of my Ma family! I hope you don't blame me! Whether the Ma family can revitalize again depends on him!" Looking at Ma's shrinking figure, the old man had tears in his eyes and muttered.

After the shocking figure of the horse disappeared completely, the old man still stood at the head of the city and did not leave, and the whole person looked even older, and his original upright figure was also a little rickety.

"Grandpa, don't worry! I will definitely win the creation, come back safely, revitalize the Ma family, and not let you down!" After grazing over a huge sand dune, Ma Jingtian stopped, looked in the direction he came, and clenched his hands into fists.

"Brother Tian!" was here, and a lifetime roar came from not far away.

"Brother Peng, Brother Hong, Uncle Chuan, why are you here!" Ma Jingtian was excited when he saw the two people in the front, and when he saw the middle-aged man in the back, he was even more shocked.

The person who came was Zhao Gan's second uncle, Zhao Yanchuan and Zhao Yanchuan's two sons, Zhao Feipeng and Zhao Feihong.

"We know you're going to leave for the Wheel Sea Creation Land today to see you off!" replied Zhao Feihong, the youngest of the three.

"Thank you two brothers and uncle!" Ma shook his fists.

"Why, it's so inconvenient for you to carry such a big thing on your back, why don't you put it in the storage ring!" As soon as Zhao Feihong said this, he was glared at fiercely by Zhao Yanchuan.

After all, the youngest son is still a little open-mouthed, and even if the Ma family has been taken care of by Zhao Yanchuan in recent years, it is still declining rapidly, and it is estimated that he can't even take out the storage ring.

"I ......" Ma Jingtian was said by Zhao Feihong, and his nose was sour. The Ma family has been in decline for so many years, and the best thing that can be given to him is just a storage bag.

And the storage bag can't hold the Ma family's ancestral ware.

"Tian'er, your brother Hong has been stupid since he was a child, don't be angry! We are here this time to give you something, and by the way, I will bring you something!" Zhao Yanchuan said, turned over and dismounted, took a storage ring from his hand, and brought it to Ma Jingtian's hand.

"This, it's too precious!" Seeing this, Ma Jingtian hurriedly withdrew his hand, how could he cultivate too low, and was forced by Zhao Yanchuan to bring a storage ring.

"It's okay! You and I are world friends, just a storage ring, don't be so polite, if you don't want to accept it, the right should be to borrow you, and when you are successful in cultivation, you will return it to me!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Zhao Yanchuan said this, Ma Jingtian was no longer polite, accepted the storage ring, and put the ancestral weapon inside.

"Okay, we still have a task, then you can hurry!" Zhao Yanchuan said, waving his hand to signal his two sons to make way for Ma Jingtian.

"Thank you!" said Ma Jingtian thanked him again, and then hurried towards the southeast.

"You two, follow him, be sure to send them out of the Western Frontier safely, and when the sphere of influence of those families is out, Tian'er will be safe!" Zhao Yanchuan watched Ma Jingtian leave, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he ordered his two sons.