If it weren't for that old thing hidden and tucked away, he wouldn't have taken the risk of stealing the "Ancient Corpse Evil Sutra", and finally almost practiced his qi.

There is also the five-colored feather fan in the hand of the Qingtian boy, at first glance, it is not an ordinary supreme weapon, if he can have such a powerful supreme weapon, how can he not even take it down to a Shengang supreme junior who is at the peak of the catastrophe!

Die!

Only by killing this Qingxia Supreme can he go further, cultivate the "Ancient Corpse Evil Sutra" to the point of small success, and even refine the opponent's supreme weapon and seize the other party's cultivation supernatural power!

After a short period of stagnation, there was a rolling evil aura in the scarlet eyes of the Heavenly Fury City Lord, and the drawbacks of the Ancient Corpse Evil Sutra were highlighted, and the blood in his body was agitated, and he couldn't control his mind faintly.

For so many years, if it weren't for the terrifying environment of the sandstorm and the Black Sea to suppress that evil, I'm afraid he wouldn't have survived this time.

"Hurry up and suppress him, the ancestral beast of your Mao Wen clan won't last long, if you can't get the thing in the holy land, your Mao Wen clan will also be buried with you!"

The Heavenly Fury City Lord gritted his teeth and sent a message to the elders of the Mao Wen clan, and by now, he was already walking a tightrope on the cliff, either you die or I die.

Hearing this, the elder of the Mao Wen clan, who was shocked by the Qingtian Supreme's style, looked solemn, and also felt the crisis.

This time, the Mao Wen clan made a big move, not because it was rumored by the outside world to kill the sandstorm Black Sea and seize the glory that belonged to their clan, but because it was a last resort.

The nest enchantment in the sandstorm black sea is all supported by the strongest ancestral beast in the clan, but the last ancestral beast of the Extreme Supreme Realm of the Mao Wen clan does not have much longevity, once the ancestral beast immortal dies, the biggest protective barrier for the survival of the Mao Wen clan is gone.

In the same way, it will not take too many years for hundreds of ethnic nests in the Black Sea of Sandstorm to be swallowed up by the terrifying living environment of the forbidden land in an extreme period of time, and their ethnic groups will be wiped out in endless torment.

It is precisely because of this that their Mao Wen clan was moved by the Heavenly Fury City Lord's words, and they went out of the pass in a big way, breaking through the defense line of the Immortal Holy Court all the way, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity when the Holy Court did not react to create a living space.

"Okay! Elder Ben will drag him desperately, whether you can kill him or not depends on yourself!"

The elder of the Mao Wen clan took a deep breath, the six horn thorns on his back swelled in one section, and the light of the stars gathered, his body suddenly swelled, and the golden laws condensed together, turning into half-arc-shaped divine pillars.

"Natal supernatural powers, "Sixteen Pillars to the Heavenly Cage"!"

Hundreds of zhang of body struggled a few times, and in the terrifying eyes of the world, the Bianhuang Dead City was suddenly separated within a radius of thousands of miles, and sixteen pure golden heavenly pillars pierced the foundation, forcibly imprisoning everything in it.

Qingtian Supreme had just finished casting the "Heaven and Earth Net", his breath was declining, and he was locked up by the Tongtian cage without reacting, feeling the terrifying oppression coming from all around, his heart sank.

Looking up, the sixteen pillars reached into the sky, and finally gathered together, looking like a super giant birdcage.

At the top of the cage, the golden body of the elder of the Mao Wen clan was lying on his stomach, and the Heavenly Pillar was connected to the horn thorns behind it, continuously drawing mana from him, oppressing the Blue Sky Supreme in it.

"Bound! 100 times heavier!"

The horn thorns behind the Black Demon Elder, which were comparable to the hardness of divine gold, rattled, but he still gritted his teeth and cast another earth-based divine power, giving the Qingtian Supreme an even more terrifying overthrow.

Outside the huge Heavenly Pillar, the Heavenly Fury City Lord broke free from the loss of control brought by the evil qi, and looked at the Blue Sky Supreme in the cage with a big gasp, and the corners of his eyes showed a joke.

"Hahaha, let your means reach the sky, it's hard to fly today!"

The Black Demon Elder of the Mao Wen Clan is the Supreme of the Golden and Earth Dual Lineage, and the Confining Divine Power he desperately uses is much stronger than his own formation, even if it is the Six Tribulation Divine Gang Supreme, he will not want to break free for a while.

In the formation, Qingtian Supreme's face was cold and terrifying, his mind was not on himself, but on Emperor Yunxiao's body for Qingxia Shaojiao.

After half a cup of tea, Wu Lan finally caught up with Emperor Yunxiao, a feudal Daojun who was comparable to the supreme of a catastrophe, and after he was really angry, the momentum that erupted was terrifying.

"Run, Emperor boy, run away! Go to the depths of the Border Desolate Death City, where are the hidden swords, let them besiege him!"

Qingtian Supreme roared, he can die, but Emperor Yunxiao can't die, this little doll Shi Qingxia Ancient Sect's hope for the next 100,000 years has long been closely related to the luck of the sect.

With his hands folded, the Qingtian Supreme could no longer care about his future enlightenment opportunity, and spat out mysterious words, forcibly unsealing the seal of the "Three Thousand Reincarnation Bible", and unsealing the huge mana from the Yuan Infant.

In the distance, Di Yunxiao, who was flying a kite with Wu Lanshen, sensed this breath, and his heart suddenly became anxious.

Breaking the seal of the Yuan Infant means that the 20,000 years of accumulation of the Qingtian Supreme have come to naught!

"Damn! Since you want to break the net, then this king will accompany you! Wu Lan, this king asks you, did you kill the White Bone Daojun of my sect, and where is his body now?"

Emperor Yunxiao's rapidly climbing body suddenly stopped in the air, and he looked back at Wu Lan's divine general, at this moment he did not continue to waste time, but confirmed that Jiang Xuewei and the red pupil were already in place.

Wu Lanshen's expression was hideous, looking at the Terran kid in front of him, grinning widely, revealing a mouthful of steel teeth.

"White Bone Daojun, is that the Qingxia antique who stole this Ugin Shengyuan Pagoda?"

His mind recalled the face of the White Bone Daojun, and then he sneered playfully:

"Oh, I've remembered! That old guy wanted to send a message back when he was dying, tsk, but it's a pity that he could stir up some waves with that little pound and two?

This seat originally planned to cut off his head as a night pot, but unfortunately Xiao Jiucheng killed him with a knife, which made him die a little happily..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sword light that was close at hand slashed out against his face, and the violent sword qi blew his hair wildly, and a wisp of blood flowed down his rough face.

"You... How dare you insult my Qingxia seniors like this!"

Emperor Yunxiao's eyes breathed fire, the Yuan Tu Sword was held in his hand, and a circle of black qi surrounded his body, and from time to time there were evil ghosts roaring and ten thousand demons crying, and under his anger, he directly turned on the Asura mode.

"Hahaha... What's the matter, insult him? That's right, this seat is insulting him, you want to avenge him? Come on, come on, this seat is waiting for you, little cub, don't pick your cramps with your own hands, write the name of this seat upside down!"

Wiping the blood on his face, Wu Lanshen burst out a large cloud of law flames with the war knife in his hand, the raging flames turned from red to white, and the violent heat wave scorched and twisted the space within hundreds of zhang around him.

"Very good! Wu Lan, you and Xiao Jiucheng's dog heads, this king will personally cut them off!"

Emperor Yunxiao took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his pupils and the whites of his eyes were completely transformed into black, and the terrifying power of the Buddha swelled his whole body in an instant, setting him off like a demon crawling out of hell.

(End of chapter)