He kept tapping on the stone walls around him, but he didn't seem to find a mechanism!

He stopped in front of this boulder, took out the Ning Bi Sword, sneered, and muttered to himself: Okay, didn't you let me find the mechanism?

A sword stabbed into the stone wall, and the stone wall was suddenly stabbed into it like paper paste. With a flick of his wrist, the sword light flowed through a circle, and a round stone wall fell with a bang, smashing to the ground.

It turned out to be a small secret room, and the place he cut off was the door. He bent in from within the circle, and everything inside came into view.

There was only one large box, quietly placed in the middle of the secret room. He stepped forward without hesitation and cut the lock with the Ning Bi Sword, and with a single pick of the tip of the sword, the box opened.

He looked puzzled, and inside the box was something bumpy and spherical. He looked at it, and finally showed a look of surprise, because he saw the doorway.

Some of these spheres emit red light, some blue light, and even purple light.

In particular, the ball of purple halo was particularly large, the size of a fist, and there were strong energy fluctuations in it.

It's the Magic Core!

He was very sure, and immediately closed the lid of the box, and with a touch of his hand on it, the box entered the tomb of the gods.

After doing all this, he carved some words on the spot: Tiger King is here for a visit!

When he finished writing, he left in a hurry, not even bothering to close the door of the secret room.

Back outside, the sky in the distance was still rumbling.

Because of the Tomb of the Gods, Number Four has a special inductive connection with him. No matter how powerful No. 4 is, it can't withstand the siege of so many people, and there is a terrifying King Zhantan among them.

He no longer stayed, but returned to the Little Prince's Mansion. After replacing his identity with No. 5, he gathered several people from the Zixuan Sect.

They had been in the room all the time, listening to Mo Wuxie's orders and not going out, but the powerful roar and faint coercion made them always uneasy.

"Don't talk nonsense, the people of King Zhantan are almost unbearable, let's help them!"

After saying that, they flew towards the martial arts training ground again.

Mo Wuxian knew the entire battle situation, but the people of the Zixuan Sect were shocked.

Within their field of vision, four of the twelve elders of the Zixuan Sect had been split in half, and five were seriously injured on the ground. Now, there are still three elders left, plus some masters of the Zhantan tribe who have never shown up, and there are still eight people in the total who are besieging No. 4. Among the eight people, except for King Zhantan, who was more good-looking, the rest were slightly injured.

They besieged No. 4 and started a fight, not to fight hard against No. 4, and even so, they were frightened by No. 4's beating. Because, the back of Four's chest was cut by their sharp blades with long, deep scars, and the miserable white flesh turned outward, and the green liquid flowed slowly, and even raw white bones and some internal organs could be seen.

If you are an ordinary person, you don't know how many times Lu Dao has died, but Number Four is fearless, or rather, he is an indifferent and ruthless killer who can kill anyone as long as the master gives an order.

The more the eight of them fought, the more frightened they became, they were very afraid, especially the black sword qi of No. 4, which could bring up a huge sword qi every time. That kind of sword qi made their souls tremble, and if they were not careful, once they were affected, they would either die or be injured. Therefore, they are very vigilant and constantly fighting, and do not go head-to-head with the fourth.

The appearance of the people of the Zixuan Sect made these eight people have complicated hearts, especially King Zhantan, which is even more complicated. He wanted Mo Wuxian to help, but he swept the face of the Zhantan tribe, and if he didn't let him help, it would be difficult to defeat this monster. Especially Jiang Li and the others who are still watching the changes below, they have neither intervened nor have any intention of leaving, it is obvious that they want to see how the Zhantan tribe cleans up this monster, if they can't clean it up, it will really be a shame!

Therefore, King Zhantan can't afford to lose this face, he has been fighting hard, and even let the old guys in the tribe fight hard.

"Break this monster into pieces!" King Zhantan roared, and the battle had been cut off and the battle was head-on.

Eight people collectively used the strongest special move, and eight purple and blue rays of light drifted towards Four.

No. 4 didn't look at these tricks, but the magic sword was raised high, and the sword slashed down fiercely.

This sword of his is still a death scythe, but the aura and power are obviously not as good as before, but it is not something that some people can resist.

With a sword down, it collapsed the sword skills of a martial saint peak. The death scythe had not yet faded, but had slashed resolutely.

"No—"

The Martial Saint let out a frightened scream, drowned by the Death Scythe, and with a bang, there was not even a scum left.

It is said that after No. 4 sent out the death scythe, he was also attacked by seven huge sword qi, each of which was extremely powerful, especially the one of King Zhantan.

King Zhantan was the cultivator of Emperor Wu, and his scythe was like a purple dragon, and he rushed towards No. 4 with teeth and claws and roaring.

Seven powerful sword techniques struck Four, and the purple and blue light burst out like fireworks.

The seven of them looked at this violet-blue light with complexity. Because the light was so strong that their gaze could not penetrate it to see the truth, they were all afraid, frightened, and apprehensive.

Not dead yet?

This is the common inner question of the seven of them.

Suddenly, the violet-blue light cluster twisted irregularly and unevenly to the outside, and a sword stretched out from the inside, and Number Four stepped out.

At this time, the appearance of No. 4 is very miserable.

The flesh on the chest was gone, and the internal organs were destroyed, like a mess of paste. Half of his head was cut off, and his left hand was gone, leaving only his right hand still holding the magic sword. The lower body, one leg hanging down, is obviously useless.

But that's it, No. 4's life has not yet fallen, and those strange eyes, the red glow is even more vigorous and weird.

"This, this is not a human?"

King Zhantan was frightened and cried out in horror. Don't let them be moved, even Jiang Li, Jiang Yong and other barbarians on the ground are stunned in horror, this is no longer described as a human being, this is simply an immortal body.

"How so?" said the barbarian at the same time, asking in his heart.

The people of the Zixuan Sect who originally wanted to help in the sky suddenly stopped, and Dongfang Li was injured and did not recover, so he did not follow, there were only eight people. The eight of them all showed stunned expressions, and their bodies hung in the air, not knowing whether to move forward or retreat!

Suddenly, No. 4 slashed with another sword, and a huge black sword qi arced towards the seven people in front of him.

After delivering this blow, Number Four abruptly withdrew from the war zone and flew towards Mo Wuxian.

The seven people blocked this sword qi, and the masters of the Martial Saint all fell to Zhantan City at once. King Zhantan watched in horror as the pervert who turned into a black shadow flew towards Zixuanzong and the others, but he didn't dare to chase after him anymore.

"Avoid!"

Mo Wuxian let out a loud shout, which woke up the eight people of the Zixuan Sect, and the eight of them immediately retreated backwards.

He looked at the number four, who was hurrying forward, and decided to finish the scene well.

Suddenly, Number Four raised the magic sword in his hand and slashed at Mo Wuxie, and the death scythe appeared again.