And when the forces of the Mu clan were surging, the Gongyi and Mo An, who had penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Eastern Regions, were leading thousands of Divine Guardian Armorers to continue to search for the whereabouts of the Gu Shooting Fairy.

Even they don't know anything about the turmoil within the Wood Clan.

Naturally, it was impossible for thousands of armor soldiers to act at the same time, and they would not be startled, and these armor soldiers even changed into the clothes of local people to search secretly.

A large team of 100 people, divided into a small team of 10 people, was scattered throughout the Eastern Regions.

The Male Lost Ghost and Mo An each led fifty people to continue the search.

The entire Divine Guardian Sect team, led by the Gong Defeat Ghost and Mo An, formed a huge "arrow" shape and slowly moved forward, and was gradually dispersed.

For several days, there was still no news of the fairy, but the people of the Divine Guardian Gate were more and more scattered, completely unaware that a great danger was quietly approaching.

On a hill that was not too high, two pairs of eyes with a cold light were coldly staring at a few people not far away.

Although the ten people in the distance were wearing the clothes of ordinary people, their aura of martial cultivation could not be concealed, and the killing aura that was inadvertently revealed around them was not something that ordinary people could have.

"Ten people are all Baijing Yae, how long do you guess I can do it?" said a thin middle-aged man on the hill with a smile.

The people next to him looked and dressed like him, and it was clear that the two were twin brothers.

"Hehe, if you can't figure it out, you'll have to listen to me in the future!" said the other with a dry laugh.

"Hmph, don't even think about it!" the man jumped up, and at the same time, the light in his hand flashed, and a ghost-headed long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, the ten people dressed as ordinary people reacted unexpectedly quickly, and even the moment the person swept out, they approached each other to form a circular defensive formation.

The man's figure did not fall to the ground, and he snorted coldly in his mouth: "Mole ant!"

Immediately, the long knife slashed downward, and a black sword that was more than a foot long exploded towards the ten people.

"Change formation!"

Almost at the same time, the original circular array suddenly changed into an "arrow" shaped long formation, and the person at the front had no fear on his face, and also raised the long knife in his hand to meet the oncoming sword.

The other nine people simultaneously attracted the power of the True Yuan to infuse the person at the front.

Boom -

There was a muffled sound, accompanied by black and white light clusters flickering between the two sides, and the "arrow" array was actually dispersed by the opponent's strong aftermath.

The faces of the ten people turned pale, and a blood mist erupted from their mouths, and the long knife in the hand of the person at the front instantly shattered, and at the same time, the black knife broke into the chest and abdomen.

Suddenly, I saw a column of blood gushing out in his chest and abdomen, and his life died suddenly.

It was only at this time that the middle-aged man's figure landed, but his face did not have the slightest look of a victor, but was full of horror.

Because only he knew that the blow just now used nearly eighty percent of the power of the True Yuan, and his cultivation was the seventh level of the Xuan Realm.

The sevenfold powerhouses of the Xuanjing Realm have a full eighty percent of the power of the True Yuan, even the powerhouses of the Xuanjing Realm Tenfold do not dare to take it hard.

This blow, in his opinion, the ten Bai Realm martial cultivators were absolutely unable to resist, and he even had the confidence to kill ten people with one blow.

But what happened in front of him was far beyond his expectations, and eighty percent of the True Yuan Power actually killed only one martial cultivator, which was simply an insult to him.

"Who are you, and do you know who we are?" asked one of them, standing up as he stood up.

"You don't have the right to know who I am, but I do know who you are!

As soon as these words came out, the other nine people all looked at each other, and each other's eyes showed horror.

"You, who the hell are you......?

"According to the rules of the clan, it can be regarded as a rebellion, what I said is right!" the middle-aged man smiled before he finished speaking.

And it was only at this time that these nine people really believed their judgment.

But after a short period of horror, the nine people actually looked at each other and smiled, and then a cold chill burst out of their bodies in an instant, and the incomparable killing intent stunned the middle-aged man.

Yes, the killing intent on these nine people is completely different from ordinary martial arts cultivation, this killing intent is more mixed with the determination to die and the numbness of one's own life.

The nine people slowly stood in a row, facing the middle-aged man's face without fear.

"Since it is a rebellion, the gods should be punished!" one of them said coldly.

Immediately, I saw the nine people slowly raise the long knife in their hands, and then said in unison: "God protects the eternal life, and the rebel dies!"

At the same time, the middle-aged man also raised his long knife, and then urged all his true yuan power to turn into a ten-zhang sword and shoot towards the nine people.

......

The same scene happened all over the Eastern Regions, and the Divine Protector Sect assembled in one place was irresistible, but the scattered Divine Protector Armor was just an ordinary martial cultivator.

At this time, in the Eastern Regions, dozens of sects of all sizes except Haoran Villa participated in this action to besiege and kill the Divine Gate.

Because the incident happened suddenly, and the other party was at least a powerhouse above the Xuan Realm, these Divine Protector Armorers were already in a different place without even sending a signal.

And the public loser and Mo An, who were in two places, finally felt that something was wrong.

Because according to the original rule, no matter where these armor soldiers were scattered, they had to send someone to report the situation every three days.

And now I haven't seen anyone come to report for many days.

"Where is Mo An now?" said to one of the guards beside him with a grim face.

"Lord Hui, Lord Mo's position three days ago is ten miles ahead of us on the left!" the guard replied respectfully.

The public loser thought for a while and then said: "Pass the order, meet with Master Mo as soon as possible, and at the same time send a few brothers to the vicinity to check what happened, but remember not to fight with anyone, once you find something abnormal, come back immediately!"

......

But what the public loser didn't know was that at this time, Mo An was already surrounded by hundreds of martial cultivators, and there were less than twenty of the fifty Divine Protector Armor Warriors left.

Around Mo An and the others, there were more than 100 mutilated corpses, among which there were Divine Guardian Armorers, but more of them were Wu Xiu in Qin Palace costumes.

"Mingkong, although I am the weakest cultivator among the angels of the Nine Great Clans, you can't kill me just by yourself!" Mo An said with a cruel smile, only to see that he was holding a sword in his right hand, and the blood stains on the tip of the sword had not dried, staining the ground with blood flowers.

I saw that Ming Kong smiled indifferently after hearing this, and then threw the long knife in his hand aside, and said to Mo An with disdain: "Really, then let you see my true strength now!"

After saying that, I saw that Mingkong's body suddenly appeared with black mist, and at the same time, his eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened them again, his eyes had turned blood-red.

"Demon Skills?!You, you actually practice Demon Skills?!" Mo An exclaimed.

"Mo An, it's unfortunate that you are the first to die under my demon cloud, but not the last, and then the old ghost who loses, until there are no more angels in this wood clan!" After saying that, I saw Mingkong's palms raised slightly, and at the same time, two black mist condensed into a huge skeleton with the flipping of his palms.

The black skeleton grinned as if it was grinning, and a trace of black mist overflowed from time to time in the eye sockets of the black hole, which looked very weird.

"If you can escape, you can escape, and go and inform the public to lose the ghost!" Mo An said in a low voice at the Divine Guardian Guards beside him.

"No, if you follow the adult, you will live and die together!" said a soldier at this time.

"If you don't escape, the Divine Gate will be finished! This is my last order, say it again! Escape!" Mo An roared angrily, and then his figure swept high, and the long sword in his hand pointed into the air.

True Yuan induced, and a hundred red sword qi suddenly appeared around Mo An, and then shouted coldly: "Clear stream sword qi!"

More than 100 sword qi shot out in an instant, as brilliant as a hundred lightning bolts.

At the same time, the skeleton condensed by the black mist also opened its huge mouth and swallowed towards the hundred sword qi.

And as soon as the sword qi touched the huge mouth of the skeleton, he saw a thick black mist gushing out, enveloping all the more than 100 sword qi, and then dissipating in the black mist.

But the skeleton didn't stop castrating, and before Mo An's body could hit the ground, it instantly enveloped its entire body.

Mo An's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were quickly invaded by the black mist, and then his complexion instantly became extremely black, and he died without even making a sound.

Bang -

Mo An's body fell to the ground heavily, Mingkong's face was filled with an excited smile, this was the first time he used magic skills to kill, and the strength of magic skills made Mo An's heart even more greedy and cruel.

I saw Mo An looking at the Divine Protector Armor who was fleeing into the distance, sneering and said, "Chase, you can't let go of any of them!"

......

The Male Defeat Ghost led fifty armor soldiers in the direction where Mo An was, but as soon as he walked out of the distance, the Male Defeat Ghost felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

This is a sign of danger, and it was this uneasy feeling in his heart that made him go to the Qin Mansion at night, and finally met Qin Yangzi, who was already under siege, and rescued Qin Qi.

At this moment, the feeling that has been lost for a long time makes the public loser no longer dare to move forward rashly.

"Stop!" shouted as soon as the male loser stretched out his hand.

"My lord, what do you command?" asked a sergeant who stepped forward.

"Have the brothers sent out to investigate returned?" asked the male-loser.

"Not yet!"

"How many days?"

"One day!"

"Don't wait, leave the Divine Protector Mark, let's withdraw first!" said the male loser decisively.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the Blue Emperor City!"

......

Mingkong obviously didn't expect this decision of the public loser, and the public loser ghost did not return the same way, but made a detour to the nearest mountain to retreat, although it took some time, but the public loser ghost knew that for the people of the Eastern Regions who had long been accustomed to a smooth road, they would not have thought that they would choose the mountain road.

Ten days later, the Gong Defeat Ghost and fifty Divine Guardian Armor Warriors successfully walked out of the Eastern Regions and retreated towards the Blue Emperor City in the Central Plains.

And along the way, the public loser finally knew about what happened to the Mu Clan, and at the same time, he also understood that the Eastern Regions had been blocked by someone.

And the other party's goal is also the Divine Protector, but what the public loser doesn't know is that Qin Qi, who is still in the Eastern Regions at this moment, is also facing a life-and-death crisis.