After reciting a short incantation, one person in the air made a move, and a mountain next to it flew into the air like a toy, pressing on Wang Zhumo and the others with unparalleled momentum.

At this moment, Wang Zhumo's heart had collapsed, and he thought about all kinds of attacks, but he never expected the other party's attack to be so foul. A mountain of this size is simply unmatched.

"I'm going to die, teach me the Divine Skill Book quickly, otherwise I'll confess it all today." With Wang Zhumo's roar, Miao Yin quickly recited a method of escape to Wang Zhumo.

Wang Zhumo silently recited the decision, pulled Shen Xing and the others, and turned into a streamer of light before being pressed into a meat pie, and instantly fled thousands of miles away. This speed discolored the attackers in the air.

What surprised him was not the speed of the escape method, the development of the Northern Underworld so far, there are also escape methods that are thousands of miles away in an instant, and what makes him familiar is the escape method used by Wang Zhumo, which is exactly the same as what he saw in the classics.

Getaway, one of the three major escape methods of Taiqing Pavilion, is very recognizable, and there is basically no possibility of mistake.

The attacker was thoughtful, temporarily suppressed the news, and turned his energy to the enemy, Wang Feiming was very well prepared this time, and found a lot of powerful helpers, but he still fell into the Demon Sect's plan, and a large number of elites of the Demon Sect prepared in advance, and the Sword Sect was not in a hurry.

The thousand-year-old covenant, if you don't advance, you will retreat, the Demon Sect is ready to fly, and it has to be sent, and today it is necessary to announce the return of the Demon Sect with the blood of this group of people on the right path.

On this night, outside the city of Jiangzhou, the sun and the moon were dark, and countless monks saw this rare battle.

The battlefield spread all around, and within miles, not a single intact land could be found, and some brave monks went to the battlefield after the war to make a fortune from the dead, and were almost killed by the remaining aftermath.

After this battle, the Sword Sect and the Demon Sect kept the results secret and reached a tacit understanding, and then the disciples of the Demon Sect in Jiangzhou City entered the city openly, which did not cause a backlash from the Sword Sect.

There is news that the loss of this Battle Sword Sect is not small, and it has no choice but to agree to the Demon Sect's request to re-discuss the sword, and will use its fists to redivide the territory in the near future.

Just as people were immersed in this big news, another piece of news touched the hearts of countless people. The inheritance of the Taiqing Pavilion that has been passed down for 100,000 years has finally been born, and it is reported that a loose cultivator has obtained the inheritance of the Taiqing Pavilion, and describes in detail the physiognomy and companions of this person.

The consequence of this news was that countless monks began to frantically look for this person, and various forces also secretly sent disciples to find him, and overnight, a treasure hunt began.

Just when everyone was busy, Wang Zhumo ran to a remote city to repair by virtue of his getaway.

The news of the birth of the Taiqing Pavilion inheritance spread quickly, and Wang Zhumo didn't have time to rest for a few days, and many monks relied on Yi Shu to find here, but fortunately, Wang Zhumo did not belong to this world, and was not in the fate of this world, and these monks could only find here by tracking the inheritance order, and after taking the inheritance order into their own space, those monks completely cut off the possibility of finding Wang Zhumo.

Despite the monks secretly staring, Wang Zhumo didn't care, and without a specific target, the city was not small, and they couldn't find it even if they looked for a needle in a haystack.

The only reason for Wang Zhumo to stay here was that Wang Zhumo wanted to learn the spells of Taiqing Pavilion.

After coming out, Miao Yin told Wang Zhu that the mountain gate of Taiqing Pavilion was located, but unfortunately, the former mountain gate of Taiqing Pavilion has now become the general altar of the Demon Sect, and he got this disappointing news from Mochizuki, Wang Zhu Demon had no other way but to prepare for a strong attack, on the one hand, let Miao Yin teach him spells to spare, and on the other hand, he kept sending contacts to Jing Tianming to see when Jing Tianming's combat power would be able to return.

After Wang Zhumo finished learning the eight spells of Taiqing Pavilion, Jing Tianming finally came late.

And it has been 5 years since the discovery of the Inheritance Order, which is a long time for mortals, but not long for monks.

After Wang Zhumo finished learning the spell, his cultivation had reached the level of the heavenly immortals in this world, and it could be said that he had reached the current peak level of this world, and it was impossible to go further to the next step, after all, his foundation was still the technique, law, and dao of infinite games.

In the inn, Wang Zhumo saw Jing Tianming, who had been absent for a long time, he was dressed in a black warrior suit, his face was a little tired, but he could see that he was in good spirits. It is conceivable that he has gained a lot from mending the heavens.

"It seems that you already know the whereabouts of Longhua Phantom Moon, so it's okay, I've been busy here for nothing."

"I can't say that, look at the way you look at the way of mending the heavens, you have gained a lot, and you have fought with people."

Jing Tianming nodded and pointed in a certain direction: "There are some guys who want to catch cicadas with praying mantises, but that bit of ability can only be used as a cicada, there were some shadows here when I came, and I cleaned it up, it seems that you have a lot of trouble." ”

"Longhua Phantom Moon is in the main altar of the Demon Sect, it seems that we have to make a big fuss."

"It's okay, I've practiced a few spells in the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao, and I just want to test the power. Not to mention that there is good news for you. ”

Wang Zhumo's eyes were full of interest, which made Jing Tianming feel that it was good news, so this news would be interesting.

"There was a big war in Jiangzhou 5 years ago?"

"That's right, just when we came out of the inheritance land of Taiqing Pavilion, it was exposed at that time."

"On the way here, I heard that the Demon Sect wants to be reconciled with the righteous path, and the side gate is engaged in a larger-scale sword debate, and these three forces want to redraw their territory."

"It's really good news, if you want to talk about swords, then the masters of the Demon Sect will definitely come out, so that the general altar will be empty, it is indeed good news for us."

There was a slight commotion outside the door, and Wang Zhumo's heart moved, and he said to Jing Tianming: "You haven't cleaned it up?" ”

"It's not that I haven't cleaned it up, it's that I've cleaned it up, and you've got a lot of attention."

"Let's go. Kill"

Wang Zhumo rushed out of the inn and was confronted by a group of monks, all of whom were from various sects, and more of them were casual cultivators.

Without saying a word, Wang Zhu Demon recited a spell and cast a spell, and when he met, it was the Heaven Burning Technique, and with a wave of his palm, a sea of fire flew out of the cuffs, and the flames were swirling, and once they were ignited, they burned up the things they were attached to.

A few monks were unable to dodge in time, and were entangled in flames, and in a few breaths they had already turned to ashes. The surrounding monks were afraid and did not dare to approach easily.

Seeing the greed in the eyes of this group of monks, and the power of the Heaven Burning Technique, Wang Zhumo didn't even take this group of people into his eyes, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, Wang Zhumo took a getaway, and swaggered away in the eyes of this group of people.

As for Jing Tianming, it was not his habit to be head-on, so he quietly hid his figure and found a remote place to follow Wang Zhumo in the light.