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Thousands of miles away from the spiritual mine, a group of black-clothed people drove rapidly through the jungle, and they all had a white token hanging on their waists, shining faintly in the light of the moonlit night.

"Lord Zhao has an order, this raid will not take his life, just disrupt the situation of the war, Su Wentong should not have taken care of killing his son, but this matter is very important, and if you are not careful, you may be involved in Lord Zhao, so you must be cautious when acting. A man wearing a Tongtian official hat said to more than a hundred people in black with a divine thought.

The man in black who led the team was a young man who was not very old, but his combat power had reached the early stage of the Innate Divine Foundation, and he was the ninth master in Nantaifu, Du Shun.

"Rest assured, no matter how big the Su family's financial resources are, they can't escape the control of Lord Zhao, if Su Wentong is obsessed and knows that Sunantuo has the support of Lord Zhao and wants to kill his son to relieve his hatred, then he can only overstep his authority. "Du Shun, when he was arrogant and talked to his father-in-law surnamed Wang, his demeanor was calm, and his eyebrows became a river weather.

"Well, with Du Tiancai personally leading the team, it is easy for the old slave to go back. If it is really as you said, Su Wentong doesn't know what to do, then he will be done for his son. The old man wearing the Tongtian official hat said coldly.

Abandoned city, Su Province.

Su Wentong had a straight face, and he had been standing facing the starry sky outside the window for a while. Suddenly, he turned around abruptly and said to Gai Zhengtian, who had been standing in the corner: "The Su family's hundred-year foundation must not be destroyed in my hands, you immediately gather your subordinates to go into the cave to explore the secret, if there is a spiritual spring, burn and refine it, and collect all the spiritual power in the spiritual spring in this gourd." ”

The royal blue gourd flew out of Su Wentong's cuffs and landed in Gai Zhengtian's hand.

"Sir, take care. Gai Zhengtian really wanted to remind Su Wentong that more than one team of people entered the ruined city tonight, and with his cultivation, he noticed that a strong person had broken in, and it was impossible for Su Wentong not to know. But he broke up all his cronies, and that's why.

Su Wentong nodded slightly, but did not turn around.

Outside, a loud bang broke the immersion of the night. The earth trembled, and a flame burst out of the ground.

"Fire,,, fire dragon. There is a fire dragon underneath. A miner crawled out of the mouth of the mine, his back already scorched by the fire, and the smell of incense of meat wafted through the air as he ran.

Hundreds of black-clothed men rushed out of a ravine with long swords in their hands, and their movements were strange beyond any cultivator who was absent from work at the scene, and dozens of people died under their long swords in just a few flashes.

Although these people are wrapped in black, they don't have waist cards, and at the same time, hundreds of men in black are quietly touching the place where Su Wentong is with long swords in their hands, the difference is that they have white tokens hanging on their waists, and these people are the people who came to kill Su Wentong led by Du Shun.

A cold wind blew in, making a rustling sound as it rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground. Suddenly, the air countercurrent was triggered by a powerful force, and then a ball of thunder and lightning slashed from the void on the window lattice where Su Wentong was standing in the middle.

With a bang, the entire house disappeared into the thunder and fire.

A figure rushed out of the firelight, and this person was Su Wentong.

"Just a few of you want to kill me?"

"You're old, and since you can't do some things, you should let go, but it's a pity that you are stubborn and have to go against Lord Zhao, so today is your death. Du Shun played with the long sword in his hand and looked sideways at Su Wentong.

The sword light trembled, and the afterimage flew away.

Hundreds of people performed all kinds of powerful mastery around a figure, and for a while, the sand and rocks were flying, the wind and rain were raging, and the supernatural exercises were overwhelming. Almost all of these black-clothed people are masters, and the lowest cultivation has broken through Xiao Zhoutian.

Boom, lightning as thick as an arm struck Su Wentong's body, leaving shocking blood marks.

Du Shun took the knife and fell, and after a few rounds, he forced Su Wentong to the bottom with a move of immortal jumping over the wall. Thick black clouds covered Du Shun's shoulders, and from a distance, it looked like a killing god. It's prohibitive.

Although Su Wentong's combat power was monstrous, the opponent's master was like a cloud, and he showed his flaws under hundreds of powerful peerless attacks.

At this time, a strange big hand in the depths of the sky led the boundless resentment to choke Su Wentong's neck, just pinched it lightly, and with a crisp click, Su Wentong's head was lifted in his hand.

Rattle.

The pillar of blood soared into the sky, and his body kept falling hard.

Although he was dead, Su Wentong's head was not completely dead, and he used his divine thoughts to gather the last trace of divine thoughts and sealed a jade talisman in a seal.

This is a list of immortal cultivators issued by the Imperial Heavenly Dynasty, and anyone who has reached a certain level of cultivation will be valued by the real rulers of the Imperial Heavenly Dynasty.

If Su Wentong didn't die, maybe he would be invited to enter the real immortal cultivation realm and participate in the Great Dao of Enlightenment in a few years.

On the top of a mountain thousands of miles away from the spirit mine, a giant dragon was fighting with a young woman, the woman was only sixteen years old, but her cultivation had reached an unbelievable level.

This giant level of the elder master is said to be the third master in the three counties of Huaxia, because of the request of a great supernatural person to go out of the mountain to fight with a female baby, because the elders have rules, not to shoot at the juniors, so this matter is extremely hidden. Unfortunately, the final outcome was the fall of this giant, and the young woman only suffered some skin injuries.

"Miss, it's a big deal!" Master, he ...... "Glaive, riding a fairy deer flying from under the cliff, with a divine soul seal in his hand.

"What's wrong with my father......?" Su Yan'er slapped her palm and smashed the corpse of the giant who had died fighting with her in private.

"The master was killed by Zhao Zhixian's people. When Yanyue arrived in front of Su Yan'er, she immediately jumped off the fairy deer and knelt on the rock, the tears in her eyes had already wet the beaded shirt on his body.

"Daddy......" Su Yan'er waved a handful of spiritual light, stirring the world and changing color, only to see an afterimage flying under the stars and moon, and the next moment it was already at the place where Su Wentong died.

Following Su Wentong's breath left in the air, Su Yan'er dodged and chased after her.

Qin Xiaotian came out of the cave and saw several figures flying under the night sky, so he and Bai Ling'er explored it out of curiosity.

Who thinks, he didn't go far before he smelled a smell of blood in the air, and it spread into the distance, because there was a day with eyes in Qin Xiaotian already knew what was happening in front of him.

The stump is crossed, and the stomach and intestines are overflowing.

The unextinguished fire in the mine engulfed the bodies of the dead laborers, and the scene was tragic but not chaotic. It seems that the deaths of these people were instantaneous.

Following the direction of the fire, Qin Xiaotian investigated all the way, and finally found that there was a fire leaking out at the entrance and exit of a mine. Since it was because he was cultivating the Samadhi True Fire, Qin Xiaotian was not afraid of these flames, so he jumped down.