With Tang Wenxuan's story, Xiao Tian basically understood the environment of the entire Jingang District and even the entire Holy Domain.

The fall of the Great Sun Holy Sect gave the regional overlords of the Heavenly Dragon War Sect and the Emperor Heavenly Pavilion a further hope.

However, compared to the simple inner expansion of the Emperor Heavenly Pavilion, the reason why the Heavenly Dragon War Sect made a move was because of the hole card that appeared of his own family and thought that he could dominate the Holy Domain.

This hole card is Nalan Kang, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Dragon Battle Sect.

Ten years ago, this Heavenly Dragon War Sect Great Elder Nalan Kang, went out to understand the rules, disappeared for three years, and after returning to the sect three years later, his strength directly entered the peak from the middle stage of the Hades Marquis, which had stagnated forward.

On the eve of the fall of the Great Sun Holy Sect, his cultivation was refined again, and he touched the threshold of the realm of the Hades.

"In this way, even if there is no period of chaos, the Heavenly Dragon War Sect will make a move to challenge the overlord of the Great Sun Holy Sect."

Xiao Tian's face was calm, and he spoke lightly.

Seeing the big from the small, he came to merge from the Yanwu Realm, and after learning that there was a Ghost Shadow Army branch in the Yanwu Realm, Xiao Tian began to analyze the attitude of the Eclipsing Yin Ghost Emperor.

Although the Eclipse Yin Ghost Emperor established a branch of the Ghost Shadow Army in the Yanwu Realm.

However, if you analyze it carefully, it is not difficult to see that the attitude of the Yin Eclipse Ghost Emperor towards the territory under his command, except for the descendants under his command, most of the rest are in the form of raising Gu.

These three holy lands and the eight major sects are the Gu worms raised by the Yin Eclipse Ghost Emperor in the Yanwu Realm.

The existence of the chaotic period is the only way for these cultivation forces to rise, and only when they reach the strongest in their own area and crush all the monks of the same rank can they successfully ascend to the top.

"Although this form of Gu cultivation can ensure the aggressiveness of the forces under his command to the greatest extent, it will also produce great uncontrollability."

Thinking of it, a sneer appeared in Xiao Tian's heart.

"Let's go, let's go meet this great elder who has been given a chance."

"Weichen, obey!"

Tang Wenxuan nodded, and asked the two blood-clothed guards to set up He Yunxi, whose faces were full of misery, and everyone rushed down to the sky to advance towards the retreat of the current Great Elder Nalan Kang.

As the distance increased, He Yunxi, who was leading the way in front, began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Looking at his appearance, Nalan Kang should be nearby."

Xiao Tian's indifferent eyes swept over He Yunxi's body, and he glanced at the dense and deep mountains and forests below.

"Let's go down together, the power of the divine soul here is suppressed, and we can only explore it with our eyes."

Xiao Tian opened his mouth to stop Tang Wenxuan, and let his bloody guards enter the mountains and forests, and with a flick of his sleeves, he took the lead in flying into the mountains and forests below like sharp arrows.

As soon as he entered the Cong-Forest, Xiao Tian directly felt a dark, depraved aura.

"Boom!"

A strange sound came out, and the rhizomes hidden in the thick fallen leaves and soil were like spears that instantly killed Xiao Tian and the others.

Without Xiao Tian and Tang Wenxuan making a move, the blood-clothed guard on his side took out his sword and cut off all the rhizomes.

Xiao Tian opened his palm, and a severed rhizome in the black aura was absorbed into his hand.

When his fingers rubbed Deng, a different kind of aura floated in the air, and a smile appeared on Xiao Tian's face.

"It seems that this Nalan Kang is not ordinary."

As Xiao Tian spoke, everyone walked forward about five hundred meters through the assassination of the rhizome, and suddenly felt that the sky above them had darkened a lot.

The trees in front of me were thicker, and the smell of blood in the air was stronger.

Xiao Tian waved his sleeves, and the thick fallen leaves in the woods below everyone were blown up, revealing the corpse below that had not yet corroded into white bones.

The corpses were all monks, some of them with frightened faces, some with madness, some with intoxication and indulgence......

Looking up, the entire forest was like a sea of corpses.

"Who's here? How dare you trespass on the forbidden ......"

Less than two hundred meters after continuing to walk, a sound suddenly sounded from the depths of the Cong-Forest, and then a group of figures with black eyes with feather-like magic patterns rushed out.

With the appearance of these monks, He Yunxi, who was following the team, was suddenly frightened.

"It's them...... They forced me, they forced me......"

He Yunxi seemed to have thought of something incomparably terrifying, and struggled desperately, trying to break free from the hands of the two blood-clothed guards who were holding him.

"Since you want to leave so much, let him go."

Tang Wenxuan whispered, the two blood-clothed guards were very tacit, and at the same time they used their strength to throw away these monks with magic patterns on the opposite side of He Yunxi.

"Boom!"

Before He Yunxi could get closer, countless black feathers condensed out of thin air, shooting He Yunxi into a hedgehog like ten thousand arrows.

"Trying to steal the power of the Fallen Angels, I'm really interested in you."

With Xiao Tian's whispering, Tang Wenxuan beside him waved his hand, and more than a dozen blood-clothed guards instantly killed, and the sword light fought with these monks with magic patterns in front of him.

Piercing and sharp sword light rose in the woods, and the stout ancient trees could not bear it and were cut off in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

Countless black feathers flew like sharp flying knives in the sky, and these demonic monks saw the clue as soon as Xiao Tian made a move, all of them were cultivated to the Netherworld Realm through special methods.

As a price, the sanity and soul of these demonic monks seemed to be all pulled away like puppets.

When the last Demon Pattern Monk was killed in battle, the corners of Xiao Tian's mouth raised a slight smile, and he looked at the mountain peak in front of him that was completely shrouded in darkness.

"After all, the stolen power cannot be completely controlled, and can only be suppressed through the blood of the monk's heart, am I right?"

Xiao Tian's voice came into the black mountain peaks in front of him.

Inside this mountain peak that has long been hollowed out, there is a huge underground palace supported by hundreds of black stone pillars.

Beside an ancient well about five meters in diameter that constantly exuded an aura of darkness and depravity, a man dressed in black with a pair of black wings on his back opened his eyes violently.

In the dim dungeon, a pair of eyes like a red waning moon suddenly appeared, and a sneer appeared on Nalan Kang's cold face.

"This seat...... Finally found, the purest heart of the monk to the dark. ”

A sound like a sharp awl, but suppressed with infinite madness, came from Nalankang's mouth.

After a brief silence, one of the darkness that suddenly enveloped the mountain swelled in an instant.

Crazy, evil, and full of depravity, the aura swelled with the darkness, engulfing Xiao Tian and the others in an instant like an all-pervasive tide.

"Darkness is eternal, dedicate all to the eternal Lord of Darkness, the all-powerful King of the Fallen......"

At the moment when the riddle of the gods sounded like the murmur of a demon god, the endless darkness began to change shape into an incomparably large palm, falling from the sky......

God's Left Hand!