Before the sound fell, Tian Nongxiang had been swept into the whirlpool. The pavilion master's arm stretched out for several miles like a streamer, pulling the farmer and floating in the whirlpool.

In the whirlpool, the gloomy qi gathered into an invisible sword, spear, sword and halberd, wantonly slashing at Tian Nongxiang's whole body and the pavilion master's arm.

The pavilion master shouted, sacrificed a slap of yellow silk cloth, and when the volley was raised, the silk cloth suddenly enlarged, stretched boundlessly, and covered the sky. Several others also sacrificed their weapons and struck at the creature in the whirlpool.

At the same time, the pavilion master's arm rolled up, grabbed Tian Nongxiang and pulled him back from the whirlpool.

Huang Juan slapped down, boom! There was a loud bang, the vortex collapsed, and the heavens and the earth hung upside down.

In the void, the fly demon fled in panic into the distance with more than thirty underworld nights.

Jingchuan Hou and the others saw that the pavilion master instantly broke the Wraith Soul Dao, and they were greatly excited, and they pursued and fled the Hades with various sacrificial weapons.

In the flickering lightning, accompanied by the terrible screams of the creatures of the underworld, it shrouded the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles, and it was terrifying.

"Stinky fly, let those people go!" the Pavilion Master suddenly shouted in a deep voice. Before the sound fell, it was pressed towards the square plate.

Tian Nongxiang's heart moved, and he hurriedly scattered his divine sense and swept towards the underworld. Sure enough, the square plate wrapped in a thick gloomy atmosphere was being dragged by the underworld. Thirty-four human races were imprisoned on it, struggling in agony.

Tian Nongxiang was shocked, not knowing if Wei Yin was there.

Immediately, the fine teeth tightened, and the probe pulled out the bloodthirsty dagger, and the foot was easy, and the whoosh followed.

The fly demon shouted angrily, "Mo Baichuan, you deceive people too much. ”

And with his call, more than a dozen underworld clans around him have been scattered.

At the same time, Tian Nongxiang and Jing Chuan Hou had already arrived in front of the square plate, and under the confinement of the mana of several great monks, how did those ordinary underworld clans make his two opponents leave the square plate and scatter in all directions.

Tian Nongxiang and Jing Chuanhou carried the plates, turned around and left.

The fly demon turned around and wanted to take it back, but the pavilion master and several other powerful monks had already arrived, and under their joint efforts, the fly demon and Ben could not use their magic power. With a roar, he jumped out of the battle circle, turned around and fled.

As soon as he left, the cultivation of the remaining underworld clan was the highest and only condensed to the ascending realm, and in front of the pavilion master and others, he could only bow his head and die. With a miserable wail, the creatures of the underworld were wiped out.

At this time, the so-called Suunzhuang no longer existed. Under the invasion of the wraith vortex just now, the entire mountain and river have been razed to the ground. Jingchuan looked at the place he had worked hard to manage for many years, and in a blink of an eye it became a ruin, and he sighed in his heart. I thought: I don't know if this mountain range is damaged, and Liuyun Valley will appear.

And Tian Nongxiang was holding a person out of the crowd, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, he was dressed in green, and his long black hair was on his towering chest. It was Wei Yin. Seeing that she was seriously invaded by the yin qi and her breath was weak, Tian Nongxiang hurriedly secretly infused mana, trying to force out the anger. But Wei Yin's cultivation is both bottom, and the foundation is unstable, and it took a while to wake up.

Wei Yin opened her eyes and saw a handsome posterior being holding her, her face was full of shame, and she snorted, and hurriedly struggled.

Tian Nong Xiang was overjoyed, "You have finally woken up." ”

Wei Yin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this person was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Tian Nongxiang shook her body, "You don't remember me?"

Wei Yin was overjoyed at first, "You, you're not dead?" and then crawled on his shoulder with a "wow" and cried.

Seeing him behave like this, several great monks smiled heartily and looked at Mo Baichuan.

But the pavilion master has a big difference in his heart at this time. It turned out that this kid came to save the girl. It's just that the little princess is also interested in this kid, and if the apprentice asks about it in the future, she is not very good at talking.

"Okay, it's okay now," Tian Nongxiang paused and asked eagerly, "Have you seen the Ninth Mother?"

Wei Yin struggled to sit up, and said sadly: "The Ninth Po was killed by them. And my people, all dead......" and wept again.

Tian Nongxiang had thought of this layer a long time ago, but he didn't want to admit it. How many great clans have been wiped out, and only those who survive are just in case. Fortunately, Wei Yin survived by luck due to her cultivation to the extreme, and it is not easy to meet after the catastrophe.

Tian Nongxiang sighed, picked her up, and said as he walked towards the pavilion master and the others, "In the future, you will belong to my clan!"

After the matter was completed here, although the fly demon escaped, the underworld lair of Suyunzhuang was destroyed in one fell swoop, which can be regarded as an achievement. The pavilion lord returned to the imperial capital with several monks, as well as Tian Nongxiang and Wei Yin. Jingchuan Hou returned to his home with the rescued people and settled down again.

More than 50 days later, Lingyun Pavilion was lit up and guests greeted the door. From now on, the 19th Dharma Pavilion of Lingyun Pavilion was officially established, and Tian Nongxiang, who had returned to the realm of dispersion, was officially among the "elders".

From now on, the Jing clan and other three clans, even the black cow and the grapevine are officially included in the Diqiu field farmers, a hodgepodge of less than forty people in total, and the team of the 19th Law Pavilion of Lingyun Pavilion has been established.

Bai Zu's closed disciples opened a pavilion and established a household, which was a big deal in Tian Guo. Princes and sects from all walks of life came to watch the ceremony. Tian Nongxiang's reputation is also getting louder and louder. Although it was only a scattered return, the deeds of Du Tenghou, the Fly Demon, and the monks who resisted all ethnic groups alone, and the comprehensive protection of the clan gradually spread, and they did not dare to underestimate it. Everyone knows in their hearts that when this person grows up, his combat power will be terrifying and terrifying.

Even the elders of some sects and clans can't help but complain about the descendants of their clan in private, how can they be so uncompetitive.

At the entrance of the newly built grand hall, there are black cows on one side and grapevines climbing along the wall. It's a bit nondescript, but it doesn't have some flavor.

The clansmen were very happy. From now on, Diqiu farmers have a backer again. As the deceased approached, hope was rekindled.

It should be said that the happiest person should be Tian Nongwu. Back then, it was the doll he picked up in the mountains, and it was only a few years since this doll became the backer of the entire clan. Everything seems to have its own arrangement in the dark. It seems like a coincidence, but it is logical.

However, in the midst of laughter, Emperor Qiu Ancestor let out a sigh of relief and quietly closed his eyes. On the couch where he was newly accommodated, he stopped breathing. Years of serious injuries have tormented him and hollowed him out. Okay, it's time for me to go. With that doll here, Diqiu will not be exterminated.

When Tian Nongxiang arrived, the ancestor of Diqiu had turned into a stone sculpture, and there was no sign of life.

Affected by the fall of the ancestor of Diqiu, under the leadership of Tian Nong, the opening of the pavilion was postponed for more than ten days.

On the day of the opening of the pavilion, strong people of all ethnic groups came to congratulate one after another. Wei Yin has fully recovered, standing behind Tian Nongxiang, slim and elegant, with a face like a peach blossom, every time she looks at Tian Nongxiang, she is full of affection. Under the towering chest, there is a girl's heart with a rippling spring heart. At the moment, she felt a sense of satisfaction and security that she had never felt before. She didn't understand how the doll suddenly became so big, so she asked, but Tian Nongxiang didn't answer. But no matter what, as long as she can stay by his side, Wei Yin knows enough in her heart.