In ancient legends, the sky was supported by nine pillars, like an open giant umbrella covering the sky, and the earth was decorated with four dimensions, like a huge chessboard across the earth.

The heaven is round and the place contains the truth of the heavens, and Wansheng Zhenjun refines the heptogen gold of the meteorite outside the sky as the main material, and calcines it through the earth fire for nine years, and a shield refined by this law is almost indestructible.

Moreover, there are six elders who set up a formation to form a majestic giant mountain, just like the Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, which will stand up in the sky with a round heaven and a place, making it more solid.

However, this qiē, under the impact of Mo Wentian and Xiantianhou's Jin Dan, was not as invulnerable as imagined, and the Jin Dan containing nine kinds of supernatural powers collided like a meteor exploding, how terrifying was the mana aftermath? It is not an exaggeration to say that the huge mountain will collapse by the first half because of this.

"Boom!"

Jin Dan slammed into the void, bursting out with ten thousand dazzling white rays of golden light, as if the heavens and the earth were shattered, the void was shaken and exploded again and again, and the unrivaled power surged, and the terrifying wave swept across the heavens and the earth.

"Rumble!"

As if the sky was collapsing, the sky was round and the shield was very heavy, Wansheng Zhenjun drove this magic weapon, only felt that his heart was shocked, and he stepped back more than a dozen steps, and every time he took a step back, the shield of the round place sank dozens of feet.

"Click!"

The array mountain set up by the six elders of Wanshengmen also began to collapse inch by inch, and the six elders all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and immediately changed the formation in mid-air, and in the middle of the staggered falls, each of them slapped a palm into the sky, condensing the exercises of the whole body. I want to hold up the heavens that are collapsing.

At this time, tens of thousands of peaks of the mountain. It has begun to shake like a tidal wave, like the aftermath of an earthquake. The person standing on it began to rise and fall like a wave.

"What? It's amazing! It's just going to destroy the world? ”

At this time, without waiting for anyone's orders, the foundation building monks on the mountain, whether they were disciples of Wujimen or other paths, were already holding the dantian, their feet deep in the earth like a rock, no matter how undulating the ground was, they all stood still like Mount Tai.

But he is a disciple of the Qi refining period of Wuji Gate. Cultivation is too weak, and it is inevitable that there will be some harm at this time, like a lonely boat in the waves of the angry sea, struggling in the floating and uncertain, and even some fall on the cliff, life and death are left to fate.

In this aftermath, there is only the Jindan monks of Houtu Peak, although they are all frightened. But what is even more nervous in my heart is the battle above my head, who wins and who loses?

Jin Dan is the desperate fight of the Jin Dan monks. It can be regarded as a life-saving blow, at this time, Mo Wentian and Xiantian Hou both sacrificed the golden pill, if you don't die, you die is my life. Who can be the ultimate winner?

Although emotionally speaking, Houtu Peak was present with the Jindan monks. Almost all hope that Mo Wentian can win, but in terms of reason. But it is almost impossible to complete, because after all, Xiantianhou has been famous for hundreds of years, and in terms of the background of his golden pill, how can Mo Wentian reach it?

Almost all of us want to know the answer immediately? But no one has a way to know? Because above their heads, there is still a shield of the round sky and the earth, and the clouds are blocked above their heads like a lock of the sun, and there is a piece of black pressure everywhere, firmly blocking the divine consciousness in front of them, and no one knows who wins and who loses?

"Haha, Wuji Zhenjun, I said a long time ago that you are not Benhou's opponent!"

Suddenly, from the sky above his head, there was a faint smug cry of the innate marquis.

"As long as Ben Hou kills you, he will slaughter all the disciples of Wuji Sect, so that the chickens and dogs up and down the mountain will not be left......

But as he spoke, he seemed to have discovered something surprising, and immediately let out an unwilling roar.

"What? You actually have a seventh-order spirit beast, count your fortune and fate, Ben Hou will take the first step today, and he will definitely take his life in the future. ”

As soon as the words fell, he was like a frightened bird, and his voice was quickly moving away.

"Xiantianhou, if you want to go, you can leave, and the head will stay!"

A majestic voice came from above, and it seemed that in the thick canopy, there was a light faintly passing by, even if the sky was round and the shield was in that sharp light, it seemed to tremble slightly.

"What? You're ......."

As if he had discovered something terrible, Xiantian immediately let out a frightened cry, but before he could finish his words, he turned into a terrible scream.

At the same time, Wansheng Zhenjun waved his sleeves and folded the shield of the round sky above, pressing the darkness above his head, like boiling water pouring snow in an instant, and was quickly washed away, the scorching sun appeared high in the sky, and the sun fell on the earth again.

At the moment when the darkness disappeared, the eyes of the monks present had just adjusted, but what they saw was a scene that they would never forget, which had been accompanying them on their path of cultivation, and even hundreds of years later, they had palpitations in retrospect.

But in the void in the distance, Xiantianhou's head had disappeared out of thin air, and blood spurted out of his neck, which was indescribably weird and terrifying, but the body that had lost its head still rushed forward like an arrow, falling obliquely on the edge of the sky.

At the same time, in the sky overhead, the sky suddenly darkened a little, and the huge body of the golden-clawed marten bear stood in the clouds, looking up to the sky and letting out a roar, and the sound resounded in the heavens and the earth, spreading to any corner of the mountain.

The countless monks of the mountain looked up at the sky above their heads, but they saw a person standing on the back of the golden-clawed marten bear, and he stopped there steadily, his clothes hunting in the wind, as if he were standing in the clouds.

In this person's right hand, he is holding a head, this head is covered with white hair, and his cheeks are extremely narrow, as if he has seen something terrible, his face is terrified, and the neck is dripping with blood, and blood is flowing drop by drop.

"Yes, yes...... Congenital Hou ...... The head of the congenital marquis! ”

In an instant, on the Thick Earth Peak, time seemed to freeze frame, and the monks present all opened their mouths wide and could not close them, like thirsty fish on a dry road bed.

Such a change is fast and unpredictable. The reversal between life and death, the sudden change. The ups and downs of life are nothing more than this.

The monks present all stood like clay sculptures. It seems that Qi Qi was immobilized, and the shocked expression on his face was like a freeze, as if what he heard and saw was unpredictable in life, and all the shock was used up today.

In an instant, up and down the mountain, there was immediately a burst of cheers like thunder, and the disciples of Wujimen were all ecstatic, kneeling on the ground and shouting.

"God bless this door. The boss has won big! ”

"The head of the sect killed the Xiantian Marquis, and in the future in the Great Qin Kingdom, no one in the world knows the Wuji Gate."

"The Xiantian Marquis has killed himself, and he has been beheaded by the head of the mountain."

“……”

Mo Wentian carried the head of a person dripping with blood, standing motionless in the clouds, seemingly majestic, unique for a while, but after all, the strength was inferior to the innate Hou, after killing this person. Of course, it comes at a great cost.

After sacrificing the golden pill, he was originally invincible to the Xiantian Marquis, although the release of the golden-clawed mink bear was enough to keep his life undefeated. But if you want to complete the task and kill the Xiantian Hou in Bishan, there is no possibility at all.

The only way to sacrifice the spiritual weapon is to fight for your life. Originally, he didn't have this opportunity, after all, this thing is guilty. It really can't be announced to the public, but fortunately, the sky is round and the earth shield of Wansheng Zhenjun. Lying between heaven and earth, just to block the prying eyes of others.

It is precisely because of this that Mo Wentian continued to use Jindan to generate mana in the case of Jindan's heavy damage, and sacrificed the Flower Picking Holy Mirror to remove the head of the Xiantianhou, but the price was not humane.

At this time, his dantian was completely empty, and even Jin Dan was damaged to the point of no return, and his strength was probably less than one percent of usual, which seemed to be majestic and inviolable, but in fact he was already a vulnerable papier-mâché tiger, I am afraid that any Jin Dan Zhenjun would be able to take his life lightly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that in terms of his injuries at this time, it is enough to outperform any time, and it is so strict that it takes years, or even decades to cultivate, but now, it is no better than when he was in the ruins of the imperial city, there is no eighth-order Creation Yang Pill that can be used.

Mo Wentian stood quietly in the air, he didn't dare to move a moment, he was afraid that if he moved a little, he would be completely unable to control it, and he would fall directly with blood.

But he can't fall, in front of the thousands of disciples in Bishan, he is an undefeated god of war, how can he fall like this? Moreover, there are not only disciples of Wuji Gate, but also monks of other sects, and they cannot fall, and the reputation of Wuji Gate will never fall.

I believe that the killing of the Xiantian Marquis, such news quickly spread throughout the Zheng Kingdom, and even spread to several countries in the Great Qin Kingdom, and since then it has been tens of thousands of miles or so, and no one in the world knows Wujimen.

'Ding', in the sea of knowledge, the prompt of the task suddenly sounded.

Complete the sect side quest: Without using the sect's special building, within an hour, kill the Xiantian Marquis in public.

Get ten pieces of the best spirit stones, two golden pills, and a copy of the architectural drawings of the Yang Palace.

What the? It's actually the architectural drawings of the Huanyang Palace? Mo Wentian's heart couldn't help but suddenly, and in his crumbling body, it seemed that it was difficult to suppress his excitement, although the reward was two knot gold pills, but his mind at this time was completely on the architectural drawing.

Returning to the Yang Palace? It's actually the Returning Yang Palace? This is the last building of the fifth-level sect, after completing such a difficult task, sure enough, the reward is the architectural drawings of the Huanyang Palace, this is a special building used to treat injuries and restore vitality, in terms of Mo Wentian's current situation, it is simply like sending charcoal in the snow.

In an instant, Mo Wentian's heart was full of pride and ambition, as if he had forgotten the trauma of Yan zhòng in the dantian, looked down at the vast earth, and included all things in his field of vision, the whole world was enlarged in his eyes, and the splendid Qiankun in his heart was gone.

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