Just when Zhao Yu was in doubt, the yellow bird was already exhausted, and was tightly entangled by those black and red air columns, and fell to the ground weakly.

If it falls at such a high distance, even a yellow bird will probably be killed directly.

However, before the yellow bird's figure fell far, a cloud of black-red gas flew in the distance, directly enveloping the yellow bird completely, and finally gradually shrunk, and a figure instantly appeared in the field, grabbing it with one hand.

The Yellow Bird's huge size was enough to compare to the Black Water Snake, a feather was about the size of a small boat, but now it was shrouded in the strange gas and turned smaller, almost like an egg in someone's hand.

This kind of method can also be used by Zhao Yu, that is, a piece of space that was originally large is reduced, and it looks like it is only a little bit, but it is actually very wide.

However, this is already the power of space, and this kind of means can be used by the Dou Sheng on the Dou Qi Continent, and Zhao Yu has never seen it in the Immortal World.

But now someone actually exerted the power of space in front of him, and it was such a high-level method.

Zhao Yu was secretly shocked in his heart, and after he fixed his eyes on the person who appeared, he was even more shocked in his heart.

Because it was none other than the 10,000 people who were beaten by Zhao Yu ten years ago.

"Damn, what the hell!?"

Zhao Yu was stunned, feeling that things seemed to be a little out of his control.

But before he had time to think too much, after the ten thousand people glanced at them coldly, they instantly turned into a black smoke and dissipated, as if they had never appeared.

Zhao Yu wanted to catch up, but he was embarrassed to find that he didn't know that Wanren had run in that direction, and he couldn't chase him if he wanted to.

At this time, a ray of sunlight suddenly shot from the horizon in the distance, shining on the sea of flowers, moving downward, and finally touching the huge stone door.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound shook the sky, as if something had awakened from its slumber, and the huge stone door began to emit golden light.

Everyone who was still shocked by the scene just now turned their heads to look at the entrance of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure Vault, and their expressions changed uncertainly.

Lin Jingyu and the others instantly turned their heads to look at Fa Xiang and them, and Fa Xiang and several other monks also looked at Zhao Yu and them.

Although they are both righteous and harmonious on the surface, in fact, everyone comes to the Death Swamp for only one purpose, and that is the legendary treasure.

Although the monks of Tianyin Temple are not as disgusting as the Buddhism of some worlds, this does not mean that they have no desires.

If a powerful magic weapon is born and can get their hands, they will naturally not just sit still.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the crowd suddenly became solidified, Zhao Yu didn't pay too much attention to it, because he sensed that the other two auras were rapidly approaching.

Soon, as two red lights fell, the figures of Li Xun and Yan Hong appeared in the field.

It's really better to come early than to come by chance, seeing that the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house is about to be opened, these two people arrived in time, and their luck can be said to be very good.

However, there was no surprise on the faces of the two of them, even if they found the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house in front of them, they were quite embarrassed and out of breath.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu's heart moved, and he hurriedly raised his head to look into the distance.

Sure enough, several streamers were flying towards this side, and it didn't take long for them to arrive nearby, and finally stopped not far away, it was Qinglong and the others.

"Qinglong!?"

The moment they saw Qinglong, Zhang Xiaofan and the others were all in their hearts, and they hurriedly clenched the magic weapon in their hands and faintly approached Zhao Yu.

"The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury? Could it be that the rumored treasure is here? ”

Qinglong didn't care about Zhao Yu and the others, but looked at the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house over there with a curious expression, and asked in a low voice.

He now had the confidence of a fascination, feeling that the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury was already in his hands.

If he wanted to split the victory and defeat with Zhao Yu and the others, he felt that it was a little difficult, but if he wanted to snatch the treasure with his strength far beyond everyone else, it was not too simple for him.

Zhao Yu was still a little troubled when he saw this, because without revealing his strength, it was very difficult to stop Qinglong, not to mention that the atmosphere between everyone was also a little awkward now, and it was still a question whether they could join forces smoothly.

Soon, though, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"The strange treasure has been contracted by my Tianmen, and the idlers will disperse as soon as possible, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing!"

With a thick voice shouting arrogantly, four streamers flew up from below, and finally landed on the trunk of the tree, one of which was Wang Gaoqiang.

The other two Heavenly Gate disciples were also the same two as before, but a new face appeared.

The man was thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind, with pale skin, dark clothes, narrow eyes and thin lips, which looked sinister and cunning.

And in his hand, he was holding a ghost skull knife that was as pale as his skin.

Although Wang Gaoqiang was very arrogant carrying his axe, with an angry expression of looking at people with his nostrils, he still faintly lagged behind half a step and stood behind the man.

"Zhang Junkou!?"

After seeing that person, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, and when he heard his words, Wen Min and the others next to him were at a loss.

Ten years ago, Tianmen annexed the Hehuan Sect and the Immortal Hall in one fell swoop, and turned into a Righteous Path Sect, and it has continued to grow and develop in the past ten years, with tens of thousands of disciples, more than the other Righteous Path Sects combined, and it has received great attention.

However, since that incident ten years ago, the four hall masters of the Heavenly Gate have hardly done anything terrible, and they have all been dormant in the Heavenly Gate and concentrate on cultivation.

And ten years ago, their strength was not very good, and they were about the same as those elders of Qingyunmen, so their reputation was not obvious.

In addition, there are already famous masters such as Sanmiao Fairy and Yuyangzi in the door to attract attention, so the outside world does not pay much attention to the four hall masters of Tianmen.

Lu Xueqi saw the doubt in Wen Min's eyes, and immediately explained in a low voice: "This person is the Xuantang Hall Master of Tianmen, named Zhang Junkou, who was powerful ten years ago, I don't know how it is now!" ”

Hearing Lu Xueqi's explanation, although Wen Min and the others still didn't know much about it, when they heard the word hall master, they had a feeling of not knowing it.

Just when he was talking in a low voice, Qinglong in the distance raised his eyes, looked at Zhang Junkou who appeared with some surprise, and asked loudly: "It's you, is it just you?" ”

Ten years ago, Zhang Junkou and Tu Mei teamed up to fight Qinglong, and although they did not win at that time, they were not defeated, which made Qinglong remember deeply.

Although his strength has improved over the years, this does not mean that others will stand still.

So Qinglong was a little worried, if Tu Mei and the others also arrived here, he might have to run away again today.

Zhang Junkou also guessed what Qinglong was thinking, raised his head and glanced at him lightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled coldly.

"I'm enough to deal with you!"

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