In Qingfeng City, the branch hall of the Holy Sect of the Mountain is moved. p

In a palace covering an area of 100 acres, there are dozens of figures standing at this time, all of them are wearing the uniform and robe of the Holy Sect of Moving Mountains, and there are mountain peaks engraved on their chests, which looks quite imposing. p

However, in the palace at this moment, the mood of a group of powerhouses of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect was obviously a little gloomy. p

Especially at the top of the palace, a middle-aged man like an iron tower was sitting, the horizontal flesh on his face was constantly shaking, staring at a young man with a broken arm standing below, and his eyes like a beast bloomed with fierce light. p

The young man with a broken arm is naturally the Holy Son of the Mountain Mover who was severely injured by Ye Han not long ago

"Feng'er, are you saying that the guy who seriously injured you not only has a spatial treasure that can conceal his breath, but also a strange treasure that can absorb martial arts attacks and then turn into energy rebounds?"

Growing like an iron tower, with knotted muscles all over his body, and nearly half taller than ordinary people, the Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect exhaled a breath of turbidity, his fierce expression soothed a little, looked at Chen Feng, and asked in a tone like hitting a bell. p

"Returning to Master, Feng'er didn't dare to lie, if it weren't for the thief who hid his qi with the help of the space treasure and suddenly appeared when I was fighting with my fierce enemy, how could I be in a hurry and be hit hard by another strange treasure under his control?" p

Chen Feng hung his head and replied with a very sad expression. p

Because the few disciples who followed him to the Feifeng Mountain Range all fell, Chen Feng saved a lot of trouble, and everything that happened that day was also made up by him. p

In short, in order to make Ye Han pay the price, Chen Feng had already told the secret of Ye Han's possession of the space treasure. p

Chen Feng believed that not to mention that the Holy Son of the Holy Sect who moved the mountain was cut off by someone, it was a shame for the entire Holy Sect, and it would definitely cause a strong blow from the Sect. p

The space treasure possessed by Ye Han alone was enough to arouse the covetousness of the Mountain Moving Holy Sect. p

After all, it was a treasure that had never been revealed even by the top ten Holy Sects and Holy Clans!p

As for why Chen Feng said that Qiu Ming was a 'fierce rival' on a par with his strength, he was completely worried that his Sect Master would abolish his position as the Holy Son after his Sect Master knew the truth. p

Just kidding, the Holy Son of the Holy Sect can't even suppress a True Gang Realm ant, what qualifications do you have to continue to enjoy the name of the Holy Son?p

"A few months ago, the Nine Heavens God was obviously sage, and that besieged pseudo-god had sprinkled thousands of treasures towards the three thousand small worlds before it fell, and the dozens of pseudo-god treasures scattered in my Eight Desolations Continent landed in the Netherworld Demon Abyss in the Eastern Wilderness......p

The Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect rubbed his chin full of stubble, and on his originally fierce face, a thick color of thought appeared at this time. p

"As far as this seat knows, even those ten Holy Sect Holy Clans have never possessed spatial treasures, and the Human Emperor Divine Mountain and the Holy Emperor Academy Palace may have them, but such strange treasures will definitely not be handed over to a young man to be in charge. ”p

Obviously, this Holy Sect Sect Master, who seemed to be rude, actually had an extremely delicate mind. p

"Then, the guy who injured Feng'er should be a young man from the Eastern Wilderness!"

Wow-p

Hearing this, the dozens of mountain-moving Saint Sect powerhouses in the palace all reacted at this time. p

"Sect Master, this son must be carrying a pseudo-god treasure on his body, we can't let him escape!"

"It makes sense, the pseudo-god treasure may be engraved with the method of becoming a god, once it is won by the Human Emperor Divine Mountain, or the Holy Emperor Academy, or other Holy Sects and Holy Clans, I will miss the Great Road when I move the mountain!"

"Please also ask the sect master to give an order as soon as possible, send a strong man from this sect, capture that kid, and bring him back to the sect!"

...... p

One by one, the powerhouses of the Mountain Moving Holy Sect couldn't help but speak loudly at this time, and their expressions were very excited. p

Bang!p

There was a loud bang, which woke up the many powerhouses of the Mountain-Moving Holy Sect in the field, and the Sect Master of the Mountain-Moving Saint Sect left the seat that had been shattered, stood up, looked at the many powerhouses of the Sect, and said with a cruel smile: P

"Hehe, if this kid is from Dongp

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Wild, then the secret of the space treasure he carries on his body, except for my Mountain Moving Holy Sect, it should not be known by other Holy Sects and Holy Clans, it is really God who helped me to move mountains Holy Sect!"

After a pause, the Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect looked at a burly woman with a rough face and a very 'peculiar' appearance under his left hand, and lowered his voice and said, "P."

"Elder Li, since that kid has hurt Feng'er, then the treasures on his body can't be obtained by other Holy Sects and Holy Clans, and this time the matter will be handed over to you!"

When the strange-looking woman heard this, she clasped her fists with an indifferent expression and said in a hoarse tone: p

"Sect Master, don't worry, Li will definitely take the head of that kid!"

When the burly middle-aged man heard this, his face was faintly ugly, and he raised his voice and said: p

"No, Elder Li, you have to remember that what this seat wants is the treasure on that kid's body! it doesn't matter if he dies or not, what matters is those pseudo-god treasures that can make my Mountain Moving Holy Sect rise!"

The woman glanced up at the Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect, then lowered her head, nodded and said, "P."

"Yes!"

The Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and said with a smile: p

"Without further ado, Elder Li should leave as soon as possible. ”p

The woman surnamed Li nodded, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall without saying a word. p

As the footsteps fell, from this unattractive woman, a terrifying aura gradually emanated, and she reached the peak of the Shentai realm!

And the other powerhouses of the Mountain-Moving Saint Sect naturally understood at this time, and they also left the main hall silently. p

"Feng'er ......" p

After only Chen Feng was left in the room, the Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect slowly spoke, his face full of undisguised disappointment. p

"The disciple is here!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng felt a fear in his heart for no reason, but he still bowed down. p

"If I'm not mistaken, the injuries on your body shouldn't have been caused by that strange treasure that can absorb martial arts attacks and rebound, right?"

The burly man looked down at Chen Feng, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into a trace of hesitation. p

"Yes...... Master Zun's discerning eyes, the disciple's arm is the thief, the thief's ......"p

After a pause, Chen Feng didn't know how to continue. p

Because he found that unless he was telling the truth, it would be difficult for him to hide from the master in front of him, or in other words, the sect master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect. p

But in that case, can he still keep his position as the Holy Son?

Thinking of this, Chen Feng fell into deep hesitation. p

And the Sect Master of the Mountain Moving Saint Sect also did not speak. p

The atmosphere in the palace is also silent. p

"Forget it, if you lose an arm this time, this seat will not be punished. ”p

In the end, the burly man shook his head, the fierce light under his eyes slowly dissipated, and looking at Chen Feng, who had been soaked with sweat after only a moment, sighed, turned around and walked towards the back of the palace. p

"This broken arm, the teacher will not help you continue it, so leave it to you as a lesson!"

Hearing this, Chen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body almost fell to the ground, but reason made him bow down deeply towards the back of his master, and said gratefully: p

"Disciple remember the teachings of the master!"

...... p

When the Holy Son of the Mountain Moving was grateful to the Sect Master for his grace of not killing, in Qingfeng City, the Netherworld Holy Sect was stationed. p

In a palace all black. p

Lin Qingxue, the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld, stood with her head down, and in front of her, there was a middle-aged beautiful woman who looked about thirty years old, with a pretty face like jade and rhyming eyebrows. p

This woman is naturally the Sect Master of the Netherworld Holy Sect, a woman who combines appearance, strength, and identity. p

And the atmosphere between the Sect Master of the Netherworld Holy Sect and the Holy Maiden is far from being as tense as the Mountain Moving Holy Sect, and there is a hint of tension between the master and the younger brother. p

"Qingxue, are you saying that the thief is very likely to control two treasures that surpass the magic weapon?"

The middle-aged beauty stared at Lin Qingp

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Xue, although she is asking, has a loving smile on her face. p

"The stakes are so high, the disciples don't dare to say anything!"

Lin Qingxue nodded and said with a solemn expression. p

"In this way, this thief is probably from the Eastern Wilderness......p

When the beautiful woman heard this, her eyes flashed, and she murmured. p

"Eastern Wilderness?"p

Lin Qingxue looked stunned, and then thought of the dozens of pseudo-god treasures that had landed on the Eight Desolation Continent from the Nine Heavens a few months ago, and couldn't help but exclaim: p

"Does the master mean that the treasure on the thief's body is the treasure of the fallen pseudo-god?"

"Not bad!"p

The beautiful woman nodded, but a wry smile appeared on her slightly charming face. p

"But according to what you said, the Huangquan Palace has already set its sights on that thief, and I'm afraid that the Seven Halls Lord of the Huangquan Palace, who is sitting here, also knows about it. ”p

When Lin Qingxue heard this, a cold look appeared on her face, and she said sharply: p

"It's just the seventh-ranked hall master, the master is meritorious, and he can be wiped out with a flip, so why take this person to heart?"

The beautiful woman shook her head, stretched out her slender jade hand and touched Lin Qingxue's hair, and said softly: p

"Qingxue, don't you know, it's not the Seven Hall Lord who is afraid of the teacher, but the Huangquan Hall represented behind him, and the Huangquan Hall Lord who has no end in sight!"

"The Lord of the Yellow Springs Hall ......" p

Lin Qingxue's expression was stunned, and she fell into silence, for this powerhouse with a great reputation among the major holy sects and holy clans in Zhongzhou, even if she was as proud as her, she didn't dare to have the slightest contempt at this moment. p

Seeing this, the beautiful woman showed a relieved smile on her pretty face, pulled Lin Qingxue close to her, and said with a smile: p

"Of course, even if this matter will have a gap with the Lord of the Yellow Spring Palace, it is impossible for the teacher to take the initiative to give up!"

Looking up at the outside of the palace, the beautiful woman's eyes showed a deep light. p

"After all, it's a pseudo-god treasure, and it's very likely to be imprinted on the Great Dao of Becoming a God, and if I miss this opportunity, I may have to die of old age in this small world in this life......p

...... p

At the same time, except for the Mountain Moving Holy Sect and the Nether Holy Sect. p

Just inside Qingfeng City, the City Lord's Mansion and the Huangquan Hall Branch Hall also began to act. p

And the other three holy sects that had been paying attention to each other, after sensing the abnormality, they also sent out their own Shentai realm powerhouses. p

Within a few days, the five major holy sects in Qingfeng City, the City Lord's Mansion, and the Huangquan Hall issued an order in a constipated and unannounced manner, sending one or two Shentai Realm powerhouses to follow the direction that Ye Han left that day, and each launched a tracking. p

But, in addition to these seven forces. p

Zhongzhou is the most mysterious, and it is also the power of the Holy Sect and the Holy Clan, the Corpse God Palace, which also has a series of moves. p

The three late-stage powerhouses of the Corpse God Palace Shentai Realm came out together, each condensing a blood-colored figure, following some strange trace, approaching the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range. p

And at this time. p

Ten Thousand Demons Mountains, somewhere in a cave. p

"The five elements rotate, the thunder tribulation alchemy!" p

Ye Han violently stretched out his hand and slapped the medicine tripod on the ground, and the double cultivation of the Soul Pill Realm and the divine soul at the peak of the Shentai Realm all swept out, mixed with a trace of heavenly thunder power, and submerged into the stable medicinal liquid along the inner wall of the medicine tripod. p

Boom!p

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the medicine ding, which alarmed several people who were guarding the environment outside the cave, and they involuntarily stood up, moved a few closer to Ye Han's location, and stretched out their heads to watch. p

After a fluctuation and change, the medicinal liquid in the medicine pod seemed to have been tempered by the power of thunder, and gradually blended into a bright silver pigeon-egg-sized elixir. p

"Whew...... Luckily, it worked the first time!"p

Looking at the elixir in the medicine pod that was constantly flashing with bright silver thunder arcs, Ye Han wiped the sweat on his forehead, spit out a breath of turbidity, and his tense spirit relaxed for several days, and a long-lost smile bloomed on his face. p

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