"Bang!" Yu Wen crushed his heart, and blood dripped from between his fingers.

His pair of dead fish eyes, without the slightest human emotion, were firmly locked on Mo Tian again.

Mo Tian hadn't completely fallen into the devil yet, and when he stared at him like this, he suddenly woke up and felt cold behind him.

Yuwen's current cultivation is at least in the middle of the Yuanwu Realm, and his strength is still rising as that soul light continues to fuse.

Such a dead monster without much consciousness, but with a heart of killing himself.

In the limited space of Ice Phoenix Valley, keeping him is really a lot of trouble!

"Now that the phantom killing array in that mysterious ravine has been repaired by me, why don't you bring it in, kill it in one fell swoop, and get rid of future troubles forever?"

Mo Tian's mind was in a flash, and he greeted Zhang Qi, Yingluo and the others. Between the unicorn body technique, run down the mountain!

Everyone also realized that something was wrong with Yu Wen, and they didn't hesitate to follow Mo Tian and other Demon Spirit Palace disciples down the mountain.

Some of the disciples who were running slowly were all caught up by Yu Wen and broke their necks one by one!

After running for most of the day, Mo Tian came to the dragon ravine again.

When he turned to look, Yu Wen was standing a hundred feet away, and a pair of dead fish eyes turned and landed on the ravine. After a moment's hesitation, he turned and ran.

Mo Tian frowned, and secretly said that it was a pity.

Thinking that he had suffered a big loss here last time, and was almost shattered by the thunder light array, he instinctively felt danger and fear when he saw this ravine again.

This guy doesn't die for a day, so he stares at himself every day, and when he sees him next time, this monster's cultivation will only be higher and more difficult to deal with!

When everyone saw Yuwen leaving, they were all like being amnestied.

"Mo Tian, what the hell is going on with this Yu Wen!" Meng Qing asked with palpitations.

"This guy is possessed by an evil spirit, and he has become a half-dead monster, and I guess I don't recognize his own mother when I see him. When you see him in the future, try to avoid him!" Mo Tian said.

is obviously a monster who doesn't have much autonomy, but he just adheres to Yu Wen's last trace of resentment, and he has to kill himself and then be willing, Mo Tian is also very helpless!

When everyone heard this, they were all terrified, and prayed that they would not encounter this monster again in the future.

"The momentum of the Canglong Point! is actually the topography of the Canglong Point!"

At this moment, Zuo Yan's eyes flickered, staring at the ravine in the form of a giant dragon, muttering to himself!

His exclamation attracted everyone's attention.

"Senior Brother Zuo, what is the momentum of the Canglong Point?" asked Zanglan.

Everyone stared at Zuo Yan, and Zuo Yan could be so out of shape and exclaim, this so-called "Canglong Point Point" will never be simple!

Zuo Yan glanced at Mo Tian intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just a feng shui geography that looks like a dragon." Most of us who practice martial arts don't believe in these feng shui sayings!"

When everyone heard him say this, they looked at it, but they saw that the whole ravine, the momentum was vertical and horizontal, like a giant dragon lying horizontally, and the sight made people's hearts tremble!

Mo Tian glanced at Zuo Yan and didn't say anything.

The potential of this dragon point, its subtlety, is by no means under the seven yin and seven evil terrain where the snow slurry pool is located.

Zuo Yan didn't want to say more, obviously he wanted to monopolize his interests.

"This is like a remnant of a great war!"

A male disciple pointed to a deep hole in the cliff wall of the ravine and said.

Everyone followed his finger and looked at the hole, and their hearts were shocked.

"This hole runs through with one finger, almost the entire cliff wall is divided into two, can manpower really have such power?!"

Someone else said.

"A strong man at the level of Emperor Wu of Wu, with the power of the heavens and stars, moves mountains and reclaims the sea, and cuts off the rivers and rivers. Even a single shout can destroy a city!"

Meng Qing muttered.

When everyone heard him say this, they couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and they were full of yearning for the legendary Martial Emperor Wudi!

Mo Tian also looked at the vicissitudes of life, and it was difficult to hide the traces of its sharp Liuyang sword waves, and his heart fluctuated.

The Emperor of Ice and Fire, one of the ten Titled Emperors of the Eight Desolations, forged a pair of Eyes of Ice and Fire with the Eye of the Ice Phoenix and the Wrath of the Fire God, and achieved worldwide fame.

Through the ages, all of them are clouds and mud, only I stand here and remember the old people!

"Binghuo, if you really came here, please tell me what happened between you and Wan Tianhe back then!"

The Demon Emperor of Tianhe, the Emperor of Ice and Fire, the Emperor of Inscriptions.

The three major titled emperors have fallen one after another, is it really a coincidence, or is there something else?

Mo Tian's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the rocky beach at the bottom of the ravine.

He came here, firstly, to borrow the ancient array to kill Yu Wen, and secondly, to use the power of Zhang Qi and others to open the Broken Dragon Stone and look for some clues left by the second emperor back then.

His intuition told him that this was the place where the Ten Thousand Heavenly River and Ice and Fire fought for the last time, and it was also the place where the Great Emperor of Ice and Fire fell!

"There is a strong battle here, maybe someone has fallen and left some treasures here!"

I don't know who said it, and the crowd suddenly exploded as if they had exploded, and their eyes were full of scorching color.

There are more than one battle relics here, so many strong battles, dead people are inevitable. So aren't these dead powerhouses, their treasures, all here?

At the thought of this, all the disciples were so excited that they couldn't help themselves!

"Those underground prison cultists have been killed!"

At this moment, a person exclaimed, and the crowd turned to look away, but saw a figure in the distance, and the sound of killing shook the sky, pressing over this side.

The first person ran wildly, the blue light flashed under his feet, like the wind, and the speed was like electricity!

It turned out to be an extremely condensed wind system true element.

In other words, the other party is a master of the Yuan Martial Realm!

This group of people is angry, and it is obvious that they are not good!

The enthusiasm of everyone who had just surged up to explore the treasure was like being poured a basin of cold water, and it cooled down in an instant.

Everyone looked at Zuo Yan in unison, didn't they mean that they were aiming at Mo Tian and would not target the other disciples of Tianhe Palace?

Facing this wordless questioning, Zuo Yan panicked, and then, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly scolded Mo Tian angrily: "Mo Tian, you brought everyone here, now there is a ravine in front of you to block, and a strong enemy is coming to kill you, what is your intention?"

Zanglan Wei Zuo Yan was the first to look forward, and led all the disciples of the Phantom Spirit Palace to attack together, denouncing and condemning Mo Tian.

There are even some disciples of the Phantom Spirit Palace, questioning that Mo Tian is a spy in the black market.

Everyone looked at Mo Tian to see how he explained!

Mo Tian sneered and said, "What a trick to lead Jiangdong! I don't know who is harboring the evil intentions and secretly communicating with the enemy!"

Hearing this, Zuo Yan's pupils condensed slightly, and a ray of cold light was faintly imperceptible, flashing away in the bottom of his eyes.

As he spoke, the group of demons had already rushed to the front.

These people were strange-looking, ragged, and all of them had a very heavy evil aura on them.

"All the people of Tianhe Palace, not one is left!" The master of the Yuanwu Realm who took the lead, a green wind palm print shot out of the air, turning into a true yuan big hand, and with just one palm, Meng Qing was shocked into a mouthful of blood, and with a few pieces of broken internal organs, he spit it out directly.

(End of chapter)