Xie Bonian and Yuan Cangshu rushed to Muyun Heavenly Palace with all their disciples. As soon as he stepped into the gilded door, Xie Bonian was stunned. Where is there still a little bit of the glory of this Muyun Heavenly Palace.

The glazed tiles of the red wall have become charred black ruins. There was no shortage of bloody corpses outside the collapsed palace.

In the entire Muyun Heavenly Palace, only the Tower of Babel is still intact.

Under the Tower of Babel, the ghost-faced silver feather guard lined up, and Wu Yueji, led by Wu Yueji, stood on the sword, under the black windbreaker, a bright red gauze fluttering in the wind.

Opposite Wu Yueji, Bai Luo stood on top of a giant dragon and looked at Wu Yueji coldly. Zong Ye, Xie Jinyan and Yuan Yuzhu Edgeworth followed behind Bai Luo.

What made Xie Bonian even more shocked was that in front of Wu Yueji, there were hundreds of people standing, who were the corpses of the previous Yuan clan sect masters who had been lost in the Yuan clan's sealing pile.

Those people stood like hundreds of puppets standing on a human wall, their eyes were momentary, as if they were dead, but Xie Bonian could feel the murderous aura coming from those people from hundreds of meters away.

Those people were once heroes of a generation, but now they are all branded with the mark of the Northern Yin Fire on their necks.

Although there were only seven people in Bai Luo, the giant dragon was circling, and the tiger spirit of Bai Luo on the side of the giant dragon was glowing with golden light, and the invisible pressure hung down from the sky and pressed on the top of everyone's heads, although there were hundreds of people behind Wu Yueji, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Yuan Yuzhu looked at the faces that were familiar or had only been seen in the ancestral hall portraits, and his eyes were torn. These are the ancestors of his Yuan clan!

What's more, these people are all in the hands of Wu Yueji, so Yan Zhu must also be there!

Yuan Yuzhu, Bai Luo and the others killed all the way to the Tower of Babel, and he thought that he would see Yan Zhu in a trap where firearms were buried.

However, those who were almost all disciples of Muyun Heavenly Palace who were unwilling to submit to Wu Yueji before they fell in.

Yuan Yuzhu yelled at Wu Yueji: "Demon girl, let Yan Zhu go!"

Wu Yueji raised the corners of her mouth and glanced at Yuan Yuzhu lightly: "Yan Zhu, he has other important matters." Do you want me to let him go? Then you might as well ask him if he wants to go. ”

Yuan Yuzhu's heart jumped: "What do you mean?"

Wu Yueji no longer looked at Yuan Yuzhu, and stared at the middle-aged man beside Bai Luo: "Xiao Mingjing, I underestimated you!"

Xiao Mingjing took off the human skin mask on his face. His eyes were red, and his hatred made the Sky Wolf Sword in his hand buzz.

"Wu Yueji, my disciples of Muyun Heavenly Palace also respect you more or less as a lord, and you actually did this to them! My father took you in back then to raise tigers!"

Wu Yueji said disapprehantly: "Who made you and your eldest brother so unsuccessful?"

"My eldest brother's death really has something to do with you!"

Wu Yueji smiled lightly: "So what? dead people are much cuter than living people." ”

With that, Wu Yueji lightly hooked her fingers. A whistling of a vulture swept across the sky, and Xiao Mingfeng jumped out of the crowd.

Like those ancestors of the Yuan clan, Xiao Mingfeng's eyes also looked at Xiao Mingjing for a moment. Xiao Mingfeng's neck was also branded with a Northern Yin Flame.

Wu Yueji said nonchalantly: "Go ahead." ”

Xiao Mingfeng got Wu Yueji's order, and the hand hanging by his side suddenly raised, and the flames suddenly rose to the sky and pointed directly at Xiao Mingjing.

Xiao Mingjing held the Sky Wolf Sword with both hands and slashed at the flames coming from the pavement. Who knew that Xiao Mingfeng, who looked like a puppet, actually flexibly dodged the blow of the Heavenly Wolf Sword sideways. The Heavenly Wolf Sword lost its head, and did not hurt Xiao Mingfeng's vital point, but only stabbed into Xiao Mingfeng's flank.

Wu Yueji sneered: "Xiao Mingjing, you said that I was ruthless in my heart to poison the disciples of Muyun Heavenly Palace, didn't you also attack your eldest brother?"

Xiao Mingfeng took a sword from Xiao Mingjing, but as if he was not afraid of pain, he let the Heavenly Wolf Sword stay in his body and turned around and slapped it at Xiao Mingjing.

At this time, Xiao Mingjing could see that Xiao Mingfeng's all-out blow was just the five successes when he was alive. But he didn't feel pain, and this time he slapped Xiao Mingjing off guard.

A stream of fire spirit suddenly pierced Xiao Mingjing's chest and abdomen.

Xiao Mingfeng didn't feel any pain, but Xiao Mingjing was not, his strength was originally far above Xiao Mingfeng, but now he is tied to his hands and feet and suffers a secret loss.

Wu Yueji looked at Bai Luo sarcastically: "Won't you make a move?"

Bai Luo didn't look at Xiao Mingjing, and said coldly to Wu Yueji: "If I make a move, I will definitely kill you." ”

Wu Yueji looked up at Bai Luo disappreciably: "It seems that the last time we met in the Jade Lake Palace, you were injured by me a lot." ”

Bai Luo looked at Wu Yueji coldly: "Then you can try again this time." ”

Wu Yueji tilted her head slightly, and half of her silver ghost face concealed her emotions.

Xiao Mingjing and Xiao Mingfeng fought on the ground, and a Hai Dongqing and a Wang vulture in the air also bit each other and pecked at each other's eyes.

Gradually, Xiao Mingjing gained the upper hand. Xiao Mingjing cut off Xiao Mingfeng's arm, and Hai Dongqing's claws in the air also cut Wang Ying's wings. Wang Vulture fell from the air to the ground and returned to Xiao Mingfeng's back.

At the same time, the kestrel flew from mid-air, and its feathers landed in front of Wu Yuehime, turning into a young man in a black trench coat.

The kestrel knelt down on one knee: "Lord, my subordinates are not doing well, please punish him." ”

Wu Yueji crossed the kestrel and saw Xie Bonian, Yuan Cangshu and the others who were rushing towards the Tower of Babel. Wu Yueji shook her head in disappointment: "You are still too weak after all, and you are not yet in the climate." ”

Hearing the word "weak", the kestrel bit its lip and lowered its head.

Wu Yueji looked up at Bai Luo and asked with a smile, "Bai Ranxi, what do you want?"

Bai Luo looked down at Wu Yueji: "What are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

"Really?" Wu Yueji looked at Bai Luo lazily: "What about this?"

As she spoke, Wu Yueji took out a fiery red feather. Zong Ye and Bai Luo were stunned at the same time. That's a Vermilion Feather!

Bai Luo's blue pupils suddenly became a little gloomy: "Where is she?"

Wu Yueji smiled slightly: "Then am I worthy of negotiating terms with you now?"

"Not worthy. Bai Luo said coldly. "If you don't say it, I'll break your teeth and destroy your Divine Sect. ”

Wu Yueji's face suddenly changed drastically.

I saw that the originally sultry weather suddenly picked up the wind, and the strong wind blew across Wu Yueji's cheeks like a blade, and she sat down and suddenly startled the war horse. Except for the ignorant Yuan Clan Ancestor, the rest of the Ghost-Faced Silver Feather Guards couldn't help but start to retreat.

Bai Luo shook his arm, and the tiger spirit suddenly flourished. Bai Luo leapt from the dragon. A dragon roar came from behind him, and the air was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder slashed down from the air, surrounding hundreds of ghost-faced silver feather guards like a cage.

As soon as Wu Yueji stretched out her hand, the pure fire spirit was exiled to resist the thunder and lightning in the air. Wu Yueji was furious: "Bai Ranxi, you forced me!"

With a "crackle", Bai Luo's tiger spirit split, and suddenly the ground cracked a crack a foot deep. Bai Luo said coldly: "Do I know you very well, I forgot to tell you, you should call me the Divine Monarch!"