Bang!

One after another, the terrifying aura rushed directly towards the central hall of Heavenly Poison Island.

At this time.

Everyone in the main hall finally knew that Ye Tian was not lying, and there was really a strong man coming.

And all of them have a profound aura, for them, they are simply peerless enemies.

Childe's methods are really incredible!

Elder Bloodscale remembered the words he had just questioned Ye Tian, and couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart.

However, he quickly perked up, and today he was going to show his martial arts well, so that he could show his means in front of his master.

All eyes looked at the door of the main hall.

Soon.

Wu Yun, the lord of the True Martial Empire, rushed in with a group of strong men.

"It's the powerhouse of the True Martial Empire!"

Some of the elders of the Poison God Sect were soon recognized.

The True Martial Empire is the most powerful of the three empires, it has always been controlled by the martial arts, it is deeply entrenched, and it has never changed hands.

When the Poison God Sect was in control of the Heavenly Demon Empire, it had dealt with the True Martial Empire and knew deeply how powerful the True Martial Empire was.

Even Mo Han lent the third part of the Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra to Wu Yun, which was also a little jealous of the True Martial Empire.

When these powerhouses of the Poison God Sect saw that they were the powerhouses of the True Martial Empire, their expressions were very solemn.

However, thinking of the Bloodscale Venerable Elder who descended from the Upper Realm today, and Ye Gongzi, who was even more terrifying than the Bloodscale Venerable Elder, they couldn't help but feel relieved in their hearts.

"What about your sect leader Mo Han, let him come out, the emperor has something to ask him!"

Wu Yun stood proudly in the main hall, and asked in a lofty tone.

At this moment, it is when he performs in the Sword Martial Saint Son, if he does not show off some means, he will not be reused by the Sword Martial Saint Son when he reaches the Tianxuan Great World in the future.

The main hall fell silent for a moment, where did the people of the Poison God Sect dare to answer casually.

"What do you say? Are you all dumb, or do you all want to die?"

Behind Wu Yun, a half-step powerhouse in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm stood up and shouted.

"Presumptuous! Where is your share of talking loudly!"

Demon Wuji's face was gloomy and he shouted.

Immediately, the powerhouse in the early stage of the half-step Heaven Realm was shaken back a few steps.

At this moment, the faces of the strong people from the Zhenwu Empire couldn't help but change.

This is the binge drinking of the powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm!

Their eyes were all on Demon Wuji.

The Sword Martial Saint Son couldn't help but glance at Demon Wuji, the Heavenly Realm was heavy, and he was barely qualified to let him take a look.

But it's just a glance!

"Who is Your Excellency, and why do you want to stand up for the Poison God Cult?"

True Martial Country Lord Wu Yun stared at Demon Wuji, and he felt a huge threat from Demon Wuji's body.

Wu Yun's talent is very high, and he has actually broken through to the first level of the Tongtian Realm in the Tianwu Continent, but it is still a little worse than the middle stage of the Tongtian Realm of Demon Wuji.

"Hmph, this son is the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace!

Demon Wuji raised his head and introduced himself.

The True Martial Kingdom Lord, who had just stepped into the Heavenly Realm, was not in his eyes yet.

What the!

You are the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Divine Palace, Demon Wuji!

Wu Yun and the others' faces all changed, and they naturally knew about the arrival of Demon Wuji.

Even more aware that Demon Wuji defeated the Poison God Cult and regained control of the Heavenly Demon Empire.

Could it be that now Demon Wuji has broken through the poisonous array of the Poison God Sect and surrendered the Poison God Sect in one fell swoop.

In this way, isn't it, all the treasure books have fallen into the hands of Demon Wuji.

Wu Yun's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he quickly figured out some joints, and immediately shouted to Demon Wuji: "Wuji Holy Son, if you know each other, quickly hand over the treasure books of the Poison God Sect and the Heavenly Demon Empire, otherwise you won't want to leave alive today!"

With the support of the Sword Martial Saint Son, he must not be cowardly, otherwise he will embarrass the Sword Martial Saint Son, and he will not be able to afford it.

"What?"

"Do you dare to say it again?"

Demon Wuji's face was completely gloomy, and he actually wanted his treasure books.

His stuff is also the master's stuff.

Wouldn't robbing his things be robbing his master's things?

This is not at all in the eyes of the owner!

"Bastard, give me death!"

Demon Wuji directly shouted out, and a destructive thunder light surged out from the center of his eyebrows, shooting straight towards Wu Yun.

Wu Yun was shocked.

The terrifying destructive power of the Destroying Thunder Light, he couldn't stop it.

Woowoo......

At this moment, a sword flash flashed out, directly breaking the destruction thunder light.

Then there was a force of backlash.

Demon Wuji was swallowed up at once, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes who shot in shock.

"Who are you?"

Demon Wuji's expression was extremely solemn, and with a sword in his hand, he would break his peerless divine skill, and his strength would probably not be much worse than that of the Blood Scale Venerable.

"Demon Wuji, you, the Holy Son who got it through relationships, still dare to be presumptuous in front of this Holy Son, even the top five Holy Sons of your Heavenly Demon Divine Palace don't dare to make a move in front of this Holy Son!"

The True Martial Heavenly Palace Sword Martial Saint Son held his head high, glanced at Demon Wuji, and said lightly.

"You are the Sword Martial Saint Son, the first day of the True Martial Heavenly Palace's Sword Martial Peak!"

Elder Bloodscale quickly recognized the Sword Martial Saint Son.

What the!

Demon Wuji's face changed drastically, and he had also heard of the name of the Sword Martial Saint Son.

Well?

Hearing the voice of the Bloodscale Venerable, the Sword Martial Saint Son had a hint of seriousness on his face and looked at the Bloodscale Venerable.

"Elder Bloodscale, it turns out that you have also descended! Very good, it is rumored that your Poison God Sect has a Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra passed down from ancient times, anyway, the people of your Poison God Sect can't understand it, why don't you give us Zhenwu Heavenly Palace a consultation!"

The Sword Martial Saint Son directly stated the purpose.

Today, he is bound to obtain the Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra.

"Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra, you also want Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra!"

Elder Bloodscale's face sank, where is the Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra so easy to obtain, even the Tianwu Continent only has the third part.

Four, five, or six are all at the headquarters of the Upper Realm Poison God Sect, controlled by the sect leader.

The sect leader's divine skills crisscross the Tianxuan world, and he rarely encounters opponents.

Wanting to get the Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra from him is tantamount to a fool's dream!

"You really know the Heavenly Poison Demon Sutra, bring it to this Holy Son!"

The Sword Martial Saint Son didn't plan to say much, after all, with some ants, there was nothing to say.

Bang!

He waved his hand directly, and dense sword qi flew out, heading straight for the Blood Scale Venerable.

The Bloodscale Venerable's expression was extremely dignified, and he showed his mastery, and his whole body was covered with blood scales.

Dangdang!

Those sword qi were extremely large above his blood scales, and the huge force made the blood scale venerable keep retreating.

Burst!

The Bloodscale Venerable couldn't bear it, and directly vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The blood scales on his body were also crushed.

"Hmph, a waste, so vulnerable! Or is it an elder? It seems that the Poison God Cult is nothing more than that!"

The Sword Martial Saint snorted triumphantly.

"You ......"

The Blood Scale Venerable was angry, if he hadn't been injured in Ye Tian's hands before, he wouldn't have been so bad.

"The master atons for his sins, the old slave is useless! The old slave is really useless!"

Elder Bloodscale remembered that before, he boasted about Haikou in front of Ye Tian, saying that there was no one who was uneven, but now he didn't take a single move, and he was deeply ashamed.

"Hey, what a beautiful beauty, not bad, just be my maid!"

The Sword Martial Saint Son glanced at Mu Qingyi casually, and soon his gaze froze, and he couldn't move away.

Ye Tian stepped forward without a trace, blocking the gaze of the Sword Martial Saint.

"Boy, get out of the way with this holy son, affect this holy son to enjoy the flowers, believe it or not, this holy son unscrews your head to make a night pot!"

Sword Martial Saint's face suddenly became gloomy.

(End of chapter)