He looked up suddenly, but saw that in the shattered sky of the main hall, an indifferent young man in white clothes and black clothes was carrying Hou Yong in one hand and the ice power in the other.

Just one gaze made Mo Xisheng feel a sore spot like a sword sting, and the sea of knowledge was about to be shattered! And he stammered, and he couldn't say a complete word!

"Who is this person, this person, this person!"

"I'm Yuanjue Ancestor now, I need an explanation!" Chang was unconvinced, his voice was cold, and under this voice, the seven martial artists who had been extremely arrogant before, but they all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to look directly at them.

This person actually said that he was the ancestor of Yuanjue Valley?!

What kind of cultivation is this person!

There were ruins and rubble on all sides, and standing in mid-air was a young man in white clothes and black.

With cold eyes and black hair like ink, he swept away with coercion alone, but everyone was silent in the valley of Yuanjue Valley!

The sound of ice shattering has been like a magic sound, penetrating into everyone's hearts, the ice shattering people are dead, and the soul melting old monsters in the Wei State have no chance to resist the power of the fist.

One by one, the seven factions of Shenwu, on weekdays, their eyes are above the top, but when they see the young man at this moment, they seem to see something terrible. The fist power of the ice-shattering world was by no means weaker than the blow of Yuan Ying.

The ancestors of the seven factions, when the ice was shattered, had already cast their strongest life-saving spells, but they were still embarrassed, and the corners of their eyes shrank, each cautious and vigilant.

Together with Mohi, Qi Qi began to ponder countermeasures. The young man in front of him is very likely to be a master of Yuanying. Even if it wasn't, that punch was enough for them to regard this young man as their greatest enemy in life. It was like Mo Xi's voice, and the golden wheel palm that hit him with all his strength was broken, and he had the clearest understanding of the strength of the young man's physical skills.

You can't go wrong. Easily broke his own golden wheel palm, this young man who suddenly appeared and claimed to be the ancestor of Yuanjue Valley, a martial artist in the realm of silver bone refining.

Silver Bone, even if he shoots with all his might, he has no chance of winning against this young man. I didn't expect that there was such a person in Yuanjue Valley, and today's attempt to make a relic, most of them would be in vain.

This point, even the head of the sect, Zong Ze, does not understand. Yuanjue Valley, is there such an ancestor master?

Mo Xisheng's face has gradually calmed down from the initial shock. This person wants an explanation, and he and others can give an explanation.

How to explain the obvious murder and treasure grabbing, and kicking the sect at the door?

Or, this young man is just asking for compensation, right? He and the others killed the disciples of Yuanjue Valley, but this young man wiped out hundreds of souls of the seven factions, how should this account be calculated?

Still taking a closer look, Mo Xisheng and the other seven ancestors suddenly looked strange, this young man only had less than a bone age, and his momentum retreated, and his cultivation was only the appearance of melting spirits.

The seven of them glanced at each other, and they all saw puzzlement in each other's eyes.

Could it be that this person is only physically powerful, but his cultivation is not high?

If this is the case, even if this person has some means, if the seven of them work together, they are not afraid of this person.

Don't be afraid that the Seven Sects don't need to explain to this person, on the contrary, it is this person who wants to explain to all the old monsters! Where did the hairy boy come from, relying on alchemy to sneak attack, pretending to be the ancestor of Yuanjue Valley, and destroying hundreds of souls of the Seven Sects.

It's just that tired of being alive!

Mo Xisheng's face sank, cold?? With a bang,

"Yuanjue Valley doesn't have you, the ancestor, who are you?"

After he finished speaking, he was often unconvinced, and a cold light flashed in his eyes! An earth-shattering killing force made Mo Xi's cold hair stand on end, and he couldn't say a word anymore!

He has cultivated for thousands of years, and he has been living and dying for a long time, and at this moment, under the killing machine that he often refuses, he seems to have returned to the weakness and helplessness of the original martial arts!

This kind of feeling can only emerge when facing the old monster of the primordial baby! This young man cannot be a melting spirit, he must be a primordial baby!

He's going to kill me!

Without any hesitation, Mo Xisheng squirted several mouthfuls of essence blood, and his whole body turned into a seven-zhang tall, like a giant, and his clothes and robes were shattered, floating with pieces of golden Sanskrit! Under this self-destructive secret method, his body refining realm briefly broke through the tenth realm of silver light, and he had almost reached the silver bone!

I only had time to finish this, and the cold voice that was often dissatisfied with it had resounded through the hall!

"I said, I want an explanation!"

Often disobeyed by the body, the black light flickered a little, the heaven and earth yuan force around the body floated, the light and shadow flashed, a teleportation, like a sharp sword, only a moment, has been deceived in front of Mo Xisheng.

He came here to ask for money as the ancestor of Yuanjue, that's all. And before asking for money, take Mo Xisheng's life and stand up!

The latter's seven-zhang giant body is only acceptable in the eyes of Chang Dissatisfied. With a wave of one hand, a stream of ice-shattering fists, with thunder light, grabbed fiercely. The arm of the seven-zhang giant is enough to rival the ordinary high-grade magic weapon, but under the grasp of Chang Unconvinced, the arm of the giant suddenly turned into ice, and with a bang under the thunder, it exploded to pieces.

That escape method is teleportation, and that thunder is the natural power to control the thunder. Mo Xisheng was already frightened, screamed, and his breath immediately withered, and the body refining martial artist, every inch of his muscles and bones were tempered, and as soon as his arm was broken, the body refining realm immediately fell.

He took dozens of steps back before he could stabilize his body, and with each step back, his momentum became weaker.

There is only fear in the eyes!

didn't give Mo Xisheng any respite, often dissatisfied with the black light flashing around him, teleporting several times, as if turning into several phantom bodies on all sides of Mo Xisheng and the top of his head, and the five palms were shot out almost at the same time, and they bombarded the giant and the heavenly spirit together!

The sound of the five muscles and bones shattering came out, Mo Xi's blood was gushing like a spring, and his body was like mud, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the law and fight for his life, it would be broken!

The alchemy technique was almost clean, but he couldn't raise his resentful thoughts at all, and he was desperate in his heart, only the word "escape" was left!

Biting the tip of his tongue, Mo Xisheng exerted all his mana and the last few mouthfuls of essence blood, turned into a wisp of light smoke around his body, sank into the soil, and fled into the distance at a speed one minute faster than that of a half-step Yuan Infant.

This technique actually escaped from under Chang Busu's eyelids, which surprised Chang Busu, if he was not mistaken. What Mo Xisheng cast was actually a copy of the ancient gods and demons' lost magical power, the Earth Escape Technique.

Even if it is imitated by a spell, it is not something that can be easily cast by non-gods and demons. That's why Mo Xisheng was consumed so much mana essence blood by the Earth Escape Technique.

Mo Xisheng escaped into the soil thousands of zhang below and fled, even if he often disobeyed the alchemy, he could not shatter the thousands of zhang soil layer and catch it.

People can't go down to the earth, but God's thoughts can. Often dissatisfied with the change in temperament around him, his eyes are colder, his face is covered with black lines, and his body seems to be a little bold with thick ink, turning into thousands of ink-colored sword thoughts, and he also sinks into the soil to chase him.

As soon as this technique came out, the ancestors of the other six factions immediately exclaimed in unison,

"What, this person is already so powerful, he can even use a spell like Mo Sheng to escape into the earth, isn't it dangerous for Mo Sheng?"

The ancestors of the six factions never expected that Mo Xisheng, the number one master of the Wei Kingdom, would have no power to fight back in Chang Bucong's hands. Even, when Mo Xisheng performed the Earth Escape Technique, all the old monsters were sure that Mo Xisheng could escape, but he was often unconvinced, and he was like a maggot attached to the bone, and he still had the means to chase it!

And the exclamation of the old monsters was only exchanged for Hou Yong's sneer.

Is Mo Sheng in danger? It's not just dangerous, this ink flow distraction technique, but it is a powerful spell that kills dozens of demon clans in an instant, and it is often dissatisfied, but even the Yuan Infant Banshee can capture the fierce demon, just Mo Xisheng, a martial artist who fled when he saw the Purple Wind Demon Captain, he dared to bully Yuanjue Valley, how could he be often disobedient to the opponent

"Mo Xisheng is dead!" Hou Yong sneered.

"Nonsense, Mo Sheng is the number one master in my Vermilion Bird Country"

Several ancestors just wanted to refute, but they immediately closed their mouths in a sword roar and screams, and their eyes were shocked!

Twenty miles away from Tujue Valley, the earth was blasted open by countless ink-colored sword qi, where the explosion sounded, the ground cracked, the sword roared in the sky, and within a few miles, the sword qi passed everywhere, and not a single inch of grass was born.

And what shocked all the ancestors was not only the vision of the ink sword, but also the scream that could not be drowned by the sword qi, a whimper!

Mo Sheng's scream!

Mohi, dead?!

The sword roared without stopping, and Chang was dissatisfied with a bloody corpse and teleported back.

Mo Xisheng's body, he is really dead?!

Dead, dead, the number one master of Wei is dead!

If it is a hard battle, everyone can accept it, but the result is extremely fast, and they will fall to the ground and divide life and death!

From Mo Xi's wild words to his death, it only took a dozen breaths, more than ten breaths ago, Mo Xisheng was still an arrogant Mo Sheng, and after more than ten breaths, he was just a corpse!

One by one, the old monsters looked at Chang Unconvinced in horror, this person is by no means a melting spirit, he must be a Yuan Baby, he must be a Yuan Baby, he can only be a Yuan Baby!

The ancestors of the six factions, whose magical powers are all weaker than Mo Xisheng, often refuse to accept the death hand, and it is difficult for the six people to live together. And if they escaped, they had no escape technique, faster than teleportation, and no secret method similar to earth escape technique.

Even if there is, can you escape the ink-colored robbery and kill the kind of magic power that turns into ink and escapes into the ground, which is really the only one seen in the lives of the old monsters

If you often don't accept this, all the masters of the seven factions of the Wei State are the Yuanying of the Rain Palace, and they won't have time to rescue!

If he kills, who will escape, who will be able to resist?!

"I want an explanation, no one is allowed to leave this place until I am satisfied!"

often disagreed with the sweeping gaze, but the old monster who was swept by immediately shivered and lowered his head

Zong Ze quickly realized, looking at Mo Xisheng's tattered body, excited and uneasy. The ancestors of the six major factions did not dare to come out of the atmosphere of Yuanjue Valley, this is probably the most beautiful time since the establishment of Yuanjue Valley. He is full of gratitude to this ancestor who came from nowhere!

"Hou Yong, this person is really my ancestor"

"It's true that this ancestor has traveled for more than a thousand years before returning, and it's not strange that the head doesn't know!"

"That's it, no matter what his identity is, he is my benefactor, he said that he is the ancestor, that's it. ”

When Zong Ze and Hou Yong spread the news, the ancestors of the six factions were panicking

And finally, the second master of the Wei State, the ancestor of Nanchanggu, asked bitterly and respectfully,

"I don't know what explanation you want to be satisfied"

"Immortal King. ”

Chang was not convinced and accepted the killing machine, and smiled slightly.

And all the surviving old monsters of the six factions were stunned.

Dare to love this person, he is here to make money

It turned out that it was enough to give money, I knew that this was the case, why did Mo Sheng fight for his life to buy his life, what a small thing!

"I don't know how much fairy jade Your Excellency wants"

"There are 20,000 people in the early stage of Shenwu, 40,000 in the middle stage, 80,000 in the later stage, Ancestor, 200,000, what, it's not expensive!" Chang said with a threat.

"What! 蛳賳語 犍 犍 線 Material resistance is slow?? The face of the white gate changed greatly, and he immediately urged the alchemy, his eyes were even more sunken, and he was as thin as a skeleton, but his physical defense was raised to the peak of the eighth realm of silver light!

But under Chang disobeying a finger, its purple light defense immediately turned into fragments and collapsed, and with a finger on his chest, Bai Menlou immediately vomited blood and was seriously injured, flew backwards, and fell heavily, and the first thing he did when he got up was not to run for his life, but, to take off the storage ring, put it on with both hands, and explain in a hurry, for fear that if he was one step slower, he would be destroyed by Chang Disobedience!

"This is 200,000 immortal jade, please stop!

"Four hundred thousand!" Chang said coldly.

"So much, this is good, I understand that the younger generation of immortal jade is not enough, can I use the magic weapon to compensate"

"Instrument Spirit Magic Weapon, Three-Turn Pill, Infant-level Exercises, Others, Don't! Remember, this is an order, not a negotiation, you have no choice!"

The immortal jade that Chang was dissatisfied with and asked for was a sky-high price, but with Mo Xisheng dying in front and Baimenlou seriously injured in the back, the old monsters were convinced that Chang was dissatisfied enough to easily kill them.

Immortal jade is valuable, but the price of life is higher

Often dissatisfied with the fairy jade that he asked, except for a few old monsters who can hand it over on the spot, the others can't make up so much fairy jade after searching for it. I am often dissatisfied, and I can use the three-turn pill spirit magic weapon infant level exercise as collateral, but the infant-level exercise, if the martial artist can obtain it, it must be regarded as a hole card stunt, and the magic weapon of the instrument spirit is also rare, and it must be used as a talisman magic weapon. And the three-turn pill is never enough to eat, who is willing to take it out.

In contrast, on the contrary, the fairy jade is the cheapest, the fairy jade is gone, these old monsters have a big deal to give up their faces, and as usual, they can ask for some from the small sect they are attached to.

This is exactly the original intention of Chang Dissatisfied, and he offered a sky-high price to let the Seven Sects blackmail the subordinate sects, one ring after another.

He didn't kill everyone, even if he could do it, if he slaughtered the pinnacle of the seven factions of the Wei State here, it would inevitably make the Rain Hall intervene and often disobey himself and not be afraid of the Wei State, but the Rain Palace's power is too great, and he is not arrogant enough to break with the Rain Palace, which has a master of shattering the void.

He came here to fight the identity of Yuanjue's ancestor, this identity, after Mo Xisheng killed Yuanjue's disciples, he could kill Mo Xisheng, called revenge, even the rain hall had nothing to say. Killing hundreds of Melting Spirits was both a shock and a weakening of the foundation of the Seven Sects, in order to give Yuanjue Valley an environment for development after he left Wei. The only thing that makes a big force like the Rain Hall care about is a Shenwu-level master, so this kind of master is often dissatisfied and does not kill all of them.

In essence, he has no grievances with these old monsters after all, he is just to collect money, and minimize the trouble after accumulating money.

For ten days, he stood with his hands in his hands, and only let go of a few Shenwu Initial Stages who handed over Qi Xianyu and left.

(End of chapter)