In the midst of the chaos, Wang Dali noticed that Ye Fan was also there.

"He's in luck."

Looking at the harvest that the weak can no longer be weak, he hides in the sea of wheels, Wang Dali believes more and more that he is the protagonist, at least one of the protagonists of this world.

"That was when I was still an immortal medicine, a fragment of the immortal tripod cast by the emperor who took root, and the wheel of the "Tao Sutra" scroll."

The Qing Emperor was also a little surprised. Although this was not the most valuable thing in his fake tomb, it was quite suitable for Ye Fan.

The other party is just a young monk who has just stepped into the path of cultivation, and the "Dao Sutra" wheel sea scroll can lay a solid foundation for him. And before the Xianding fragment really exerted its power, it was like a piece of rusty green copper that could be seen everywhere.

In the barren tower, the Green Emperor glanced at a seemingly ordinary cliff and silently made a move.

A monstrous demonic power burst out from the Demon Emperor's heart, shaking everyone away, and no one could withstand this violent force.

The ancient chariot of the Ji family, the four that stood in the front were directly shattered, and the twelve monks on it seemed to be piled up of yellow sand, and turned into powder in an instant.

The Shaking Light Holy Land also suffered heavy losses, and more than a dozen people were crushed by this monstrous demonic force, and even the people and brute beasts directly turned into blood mist and died.

For those big demons, the Blue Emperor was merciful, only injured and not killed.

Subsequently, strings of demon texts appeared around the Demon Emperor's heart, and they escaped into the void on their own. On the cliff, Yan Ruyu, who was hidden in a hidden formation, looked at the heart of the demon emperor who suddenly appeared in his arms with a pretty face in shock.

For a moment, Yan Ruyu's face turned red, and there was a look of anger on her face. She reached into her clothes, but took out a green lotus that seemed to have just been picked.

This descendant of the contemporary demon emperor immediately made a decision and commanded the half-human, half-Jiao demon beside him.

"Herald Uncle Ancestor, let's leave immediately!"

"Miss, this?"

This big demon is a little strange, although we have the heart of the demon emperor now, but there are many other good things in the emperor's tomb.

"Go!"

But Yan Ruyu knew that the people here were just ordinary elders of the Ji family and the Shaking Light Holy Land. If the Mighty Lord comes, they will all be planted here.

"Yes!"

Under Yan Ruyu's strict order, he still played a complicated rune and called out to the demon who possessed Pang Bo.

He was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Ye Fan, and wanted to take the other big demons he met to the east.

But the other big demons were greedy and still wanted to stay to fight for the opportunity, and in the end he was the only one to leave.

At the same time, the cliff below Yan Ruyu cracked. The cornucopia of the supreme treasure of the demon clan was wrapped in seven or eight divine weapons, and seven or eight divine weapons emerged from it. The group stepped into a formation with the ability to move, and disappeared in the Shaking Light Holy Land and the Ji family's angry expressions.

"It's a descendant of the Green Emperor!"

Several old men rushed to this cliff, observed the remnants of the formation and came to a conclusion.

"The Demon Emperor's Heart must have been taken away by them!"

The old men gritted their teeth, but they didn't expect that there was a yellow finch hiding here.

"Inform the master family to send someone to come, and at the same time track down the traces of this group of demon clans!"

I hate to press the gold thread every year and make wedding clothes for others. The One Holy Land One Family immediately vented his anger on the other monsters who were still here.

The treasure magic weapon shot out like a thunderstorm, submerging the remaining demons, leaving only a large area of blood and a few fragments of armor.

After Yan Ruyu and the others left, the door of the ancient hall was closed. The old man of the Shaking Light Holy Land and the Ji family inside looked frightened and wanted to rush out, but was stopped in the hall by a layer of five-colored treasure light.

Looking through the gap in the door of the temple that had not yet been closed, the light was so bright that the people trapped inside could hardly move.

Their whole bodies became transparent, their blood was burning, and their internal organs were first scorched, then flesh and bones, and finally directly turned into ashes, causing many people outside the hall to cry out in grief.

"Uncle!"

"Grandpa!"

"Uncle Shi!"

At this time, Wang Dali and a few people stopped the old demon who possessed Pang Bo.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the five people who stopped in front of him, the old demon's face was shocked and uncertain. He couldn't see through any of the other party's breath.

"Come out."

The figure of the Green Emperor emerged from the barren tower, covering himself with a green coat. The absolute suppression and resonance from the bloodline let this old demon know that the one in front of him was the Blue Emperor who was thought to have fallen.

"Ancestor!"

He turned into a puff of green smoke and flowed out of Pang Bo's seven orifices, because he didn't know the relationship between the Qing Emperor and Pang Bo, this big demon who was close to the end of his life was very careful not to hurt Pang Bo's foundation.

When the old demon came out of his body, Pang Bo immediately scolded.

"You *&@#@*, don't let me find a chance in the future, or I'll ......"

"Don't be in such a hurry to scold him. If nothing else, you'll have to live with someone else for a while. ”

"What?"

Pombo was dumbfounded. Separated by tens of thousands of meters, Wang Dali beckoned to Ye Fan.

"Come over here, too."

At this time, an immeasurable Taoist priest was holding Ye Fan's hand, saying that the small dagger he had just picked up was an ancient murder weapon, which was monstrous and needed to be resolved by a person like him with the spirit of justice.

Ye Fan smiled on his lips, but he was MMP in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat this fat man, he would have copied him a long time ago.

Because of the relationship with Ye Fan, when Ye Fan was swept away by Wang Dali, this Taoist priest was also taken away. He looked confused and scolded wildly in his heart.

Could it be that Master Dao I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I bumped into the juniors of a big man? It doesn't look like this little guy looks like it!

Ye Fan didn't know what was going on like Duan De, he thought that the golden page of the "Tao Sutra" wheel sea scroll in his wheel was discovered.

However, after Pang Bo saw Ye Fan, he hugged him in surprise.

"Leaves!"

"Pombo, are you alright?"

Just saw Pang Bo possessed by the big demon, Ye Fan thought that he was unlucky, but he didn't expect to be safe.

"Great God, thank you for your help."

Standing on the real-life cloud under his feet, Ye Fan saluted the king vigorously.

"Yusheng?!"

On the other side, Shi Hao looked at the immeasurable Taoist priest who was intimidated by Wang Dali in surprise. This is the reincarnation of his friend, the moral heavenly venerable Cao Yusheng, I didn't expect to see it so soon.

"It's good that you're alive!"

Shi Hao patted Duan De's shoulder happily, but he didn't expect that he was bullying the children as soon as they met.

Could it be that I was infected by the original me?

"Immeasurable Tianzun, who are you this little brother, have I seen you?"

Although finding out that Ye Fan knew each other made Duan De a little panicked, Shi Hao's performance made him feel certain, and at the same time racked his brains to recall things related to the word 'Yusheng'.

"Don't think about it, we didn't know each other in this life, but in your first four lives."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

This time, Duan De even fell to the ground in fear of the floating dust in his hand for show.