The steward's cultivation is not weak, but he is a master of half-step law, even in this hurry, he still reacted in time, his whole body was full of true qi, and his palms came out together, and he blasted towards the black mist in front of him.

But when his palm touched the black mist, it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was swallowed up in an instant, and the steward's face suddenly turned pale, and with a miserable scream, he staggered away, and his hands disappeared, and blood gushed out.

The black mist fluttered again, enveloping the steward's body, only a clattering sound was heard, accompanied by the steward's terrible screams, and after a while, the black mist dissipated, and only a pile of white bones remained on the ground.

The leader of the Huoyun Army had already returned to the same place, and the whole process was only a few breaths, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and when they came back to their senses, the steward of the Poison Dragon Pavilion had already died, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

"What kind of exercise was he just now, why had he never heard of it?" Many well-informed older monks frowned.

Originally, there were still people who were ready to move, wanting to provoke the Huoyun Army and his party, but when they saw such strange methods, they were all frightened and did not dare to act rashly.

The people of the Poison Dragon Pavilion were furious, glaring angrily at the leader of the Fire Cloud Army, still blocking the door and refusing to get out of the way.

"The Zhennan Wangfu has always claimed to be on the right path, but I didn't expect that it would actually practice this kind of evil and vicious exercises!"

A voice came slowly, and as soon as the voice arrived, a figure immediately appeared at the door, this person had white hair fluttering, quite immortal wind and crane bones, and it was the chief steward of the Poison Dragon Pavilion.

When everyone saw the chief steward appear, they were all shocked by their confidence, and the people who had lived in the Valley of Ten Thousand Saints for a long time were all familiar with his prestige, and he was the strongest person under the throne of the Lord of the Poison Dragon Pavilion, and it was even rumored that his strength was actually almost equal to that of the Lord of the Poison Dragon Pavilion.

In the past, I don't know how many masters made trouble in the Poison Dragon Pavilion, and there were many difficult people among them, but as long as the chief steward made a move, there was no time when he was uneven, and everyone was also respectful and afraid of him.

"These doglegs of the Zhennan Wangfu are just powerful and good elsewhere, and when they arrive in the Valley of Ten Thousand Saints, they dare to openly kill people, they simply don't take us seriously, it's really hateful!"

"I hope the chief steward can give them some color to see!"

Some people whispered, all looking forward to some whispering, all looking forward to the next big battle.

"Your Excellency is Mr. Worm Ancestor, the seventh ranked Insect Ancestor of the Fire Cloud Army?" the Grand Steward glanced at the white bones on the ground and said with a faint expression.

The leader of the Fire Cloud Army smiled coldly and said, "Since you know me, why don't you kneel down to greet me?" His voice was hoarse and harsh, like a pile of sand in his throat.

The people of the Poison Dragon Pavilion scolded one after another: "What kind of thing are you, why do our chief stewards kneel to a dog slave like you?"

Mr. Worm Ancestor looked around, suddenly smiled again, and said: "Do you really think that the Valley of Ten Thousand Saints is a place to transform into an outside? In the past, it was the mercy of the prince who spared you a dog's life and let you survive, if you are honest, then that's it, but it's a pity that you are not honest!"

"Zhennan Wangfu, is this trying to exterminate the Valley of Ten Thousand Saints?" said the chief steward in a deep voice.

"That's good!" Mr. Worm Zu said lightly, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, "You dare to harbor important criminals in the imperial court, and there is only one way to die, if you hand over that person, maybe you can die a little more happily!"

The person he is talking about is Li Yi.

It turned out that after Li Yi killed Wu Suo, although he changed his appearance and blended into the Valley of Ten Thousand Saints, a person's breath could not be changed, Mr. Worm Ancestor was originally a descendant of Miao Sect in Southern Xinjiang, and later put himself under the throne of Zhennan.

Miao Sect is the best at insect Gu Dao, and Mr. Insect Ancestor is one of the rare geniuses in a hundred years, and he is even more perfect, and the insects he cultivates have the ability to track the breath.

I followed the breath all the way, and just found the Poison Dragon Pavilion, and when I saw that the Poison Dragon Pavilion was blocking and not letting me enter, I thought that the Poison Dragon Pavilion intended to oppose him and wanted to protect Li Yi, but I didn't know that the Poison Dragon Pavilion didn't even know who Li Yi was, they had seen Li Yi, but they had never seen his true face.

"Let your mother's stinky bullshit, just because of people like you, you also want to exterminate the Valley of Ten Thousand Saints?" When everyone heard this, they were furious, and they all shouted and scolded, and many people sacrificed magic weapons, as long as someone took the lead, they immediately took action and killed all the Huoyun Army and his party.

Many of them have a grudge against the Zhennan Palace, even the Poison Dragon Pavilion, and the same is true, so they all think that the court criminals mentioned by Mr. Worm Zu refer to one of these people, and there is no need to ask who it is at this time, and Mr. Worm Ancestor and his party will be solved first.

There are nearly a thousand people in front of the Poison Dragon Pavilion, and there are still people coming from afar, even if Mr. Worm Ancestor is strong, it is impossible to survive in the face of so many people.

But Mr. Worm Zu was very calm and said, "It seems that you have chosen to die a painful death!"

When the words fell, someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Look at the sky, what ...... That's ......"

Everyone looked up in horror, only to see the clouds and mist rolling in the sky, and a huge ship fell from it, with flags fluttering on it, shimmering with scarlet light in the morning light.

"The Fire Cloud Army is the warship of the Fire Cloud Army!"

A warship fell, and soon another warship appeared, one after another, as if endless, a full half of the incense time passed, and the sky was densely packed, and there were one hundred and eight huge ships.

But when I saw the banner waving, covering the sky and the sun, the sunny day suddenly turned cloudy.

Suddenly, a drum sounded on the giant ship, and the sound was like thunder, which shook people's whole body, and then a hundred drums rang out in unison, converging into a powerful sound wave and vibrating.

Boom, boom!

Many of the buildings in the Valley of All Saints were shattered like rotten wood.

Some of the weaker cultivators even turned pale and spat blood, and in an instant, more than 200 people fell on the street.

The rest of the people can only fight for fate to turn their true anger, and they can barely protect their hearts.

"Kill me, don't leave any of them!" exclaimed Mr. Wormzu.

Behind him, the Huoyun Army and his party sacrificed a fiery red flying sword one after another, killing all around, each shot was a killing move, and wherever the sword light went, it was a blood flying sword, and then someone screamed and died.

Everyone reacted, and they used their means to fight with these people.

Because they had to be distracted to resist the natural drumming, although everyone surrounded several people, but in a short time, they couldn't help it.

Mr. Worm Zu turned into a cloud of black mist again and threw himself towards the chief steward.

If you look closely, you can see that this black mist is a combination of many black insects, making a rustling sound, and faintly harsh, as if countless bloodthirsty monsters are screaming in their ears.

The chief steward looked solemn, took a step back, then took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spit out, spit out a mouthful of purple flame.

This purple flame is the natal true fire that the chief steward has cultivated for a hundred years, melting gold and breaking iron, it is not a problem, especially the insect Gu evil thing, the most afraid of fire, it is a good way to deal with Mr. Insect Ancestor.

But when that black mist met the purple flame, it didn't have the slightest fear, and tore open a hole and swallowed the purple flame into it.

The chief steward snorted, feeling that the natal true fire had lost contact with him, and instead caused him to suffer internal injuries.

The black mist swept in, and in an instant it enveloped the left arm of the chief steward.

The chief steward immediately made a decision, and his right hand slashed horizontally, and he actually cut off his left arm.

Li Yi, who had been standing behind the crowd to observe, couldn't help but secretly admire the courage of the chief steward when he saw this scene, if he hadn't cut off his left arm immediately just now, and waited until he was wrapped in black fog, it would be a catastrophe.

The black mist followed like a shadow, and rushed towards the chief steward again, and suddenly a wall of wind fell, and when the black mist blocked, a figure floated away, but it was the lord of the Poisonous Dragon Pavilion, holding a folding fan, and his face was very ugly.

Mr. Worm Ancestor recovered his true body, glanced at the Poison Dragon Pavilion Master, and said lightly: "Your strength is not bad, originally the Fire Cloud Army has arrived, and no one will be spared, but I can give you a chance, if you are willing to vote under my seat, I can guarantee you a bright future!"

The Lord of the Poison Dragon Pavilion is a person with great ambitions, otherwise he would not have worked hard to establish the Poison Dragon Pavilion, how could he be willing to live under the people? He snorted coldly and said, "What a big breath, what about the Huoyun Army? I want to see who killed the deer today!"