With a loud shout, he slammed his palm against the base of the tree.

Bang!

Two huge forces collided in the air, and a circle of purple energy ripples shot out quickly in the air, and the entire space seemed to be cut in half.

After the huge force was suppressed, Xie Ziwen suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and a lot of blood was shocked from the pores of his whole body.

Shout!

The Divine Tree was thrown into the air again by this palm, but it did not appear damaged in the slightest, and even the direction of suppression did not change.

The strength of the rebound from the top of the turnips god tree made Xiao Chen also a little uncomfortable, and secretly said in his heart, this person's strength is really strong, and under the heavy blows of the turnips, he can still fight back like this.

Again!

Bang bang bang!

The imposing and boundless Wukui Divine Tree, under Xiao Chen's traction, crashed towards Xie Ziwen one after another.

Xie Ziwen is indeed considered to be strong, although the injury is heavier than the other, but it has been repeated four or five times, but he has finally carried it.

The many warriors who rose into the air around them were also surprised when they saw it in their hearts.

The ground under Xie Ziwen's feet, under the impact of the divine tree, had already sunk deeply, and the seven holes of his eyes, nose and mouth were bleeding, which was very scary.

Just when he was about to hold on, an extremely strong aura from the sky flew in, and a black-robed old man slapped his palm directly on the Wukui Divine Tree.

Click, click, click!

I don't know how much power this palm has, and the entire Turnip Divine Tree instantly cracked, and after a while, the blood-colored air currents whistled away in the air.

Seeing the black-robed old man, Xie Ziwen's expression suddenly relaxed, and he said a little weakly, "Second Master, why are you here." ”

The black-robed old man held the turnip divine tree in one hand, glanced at Xie Ziwen and said, "I'm embarrassed to say, if I hadn't heard the movement and rushed over, you might have been beaten to death." ”

"I told you a long time ago, now that the times have changed, and you still maintain your previous mentality, even if you enter the Tower of the Ancients, you will eventually be slapped to death on the beach by the waves. ”

Xie Ziwen didn't take the old man's words to heart, and pointed at Xiao Chen and said: "The second master killed him, I must not let him go, I have internal injuries in all my internal organs, and I am afraid that I will not be able to participate in the ring battle of the Tower of the Ancient Ancients." ”

Hearing this, the black-robed old man checked Xie Ziwen's injury, the expression on his face suddenly changed slightly, and his eyes looked at Xiao Chen coldly.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt a palpitating power staring at him, and his heartbeat became slow under the old man's gaze.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, this black-robed old man turned out to be a Martial Emperor-level figure.

Retracting his gaze, the black-robed old man said coldly: "You are so bold, the Evil Moon Pavilion dares to offend, pray that you will not go out of the ancient land in your life." ”

After speaking, he ignored Xie Ziwen's words, and quickly left Xiao Chen's field of vision, coming and going as fast as he could.

Xiao Chen was wondering why the other party would stop, and there was an extremely strong aura behind him.

It was the old man who announced the date of the ring battle in Tianwu Square last time, looking at the direction of Xie Ziwen's second master leaving, the old man sneered: "Count him as knowledgeable, what kind of place is this, he can't tolerate the arrogance of his Evil Moon Pavilion." ”

Xiao Chen was relieved in his heart, knowing why he didn't dare to do anything to himself, and said to the old man in the air: "Senior Xiao Chen, thank you seniors for helping, and I hope to ask the names of seniors." ”

The old man smiled lightly, floated down from the air, looked at Xiao Chen carefully, and said: "Yes, a hundred consecutive victories are indeed not won by accident, the old man's name is Shi Hailong, you can call me Senior Shi." ”

Xiao Chen nodded and thanked again, and the leaders from other places in the courtyard saw the figure of the old man and flew over one after another, greeting the old man respectfully.

Shi Hailong looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Today you can be regarded as a great favor to the Heavenly Annihilation Alliance, as long as you are in this desolate ancient land, I can guarantee that no one in the Evil Moon Pavilion will dare to touch you, I have something small here, it can be regarded as a personal thank you." ”

The other party threw a pill bottle over, Xiao Chen opened it and smelled it, and it stabilized to a strong medicinal fragrance, and he was drunk when he smelled it.

Xiao Chen fought repeatedly, and some internal injuries immediately felt a lot better after inhaling this fragrance into his nose.

It is actually an elixir for the treatment of internal injuries, just the fragrance has such an effect, the level of this elixir can be imagined, Xiao Chen hurriedly thanked him.

The so-called did the Heaven Annihilation Alliance a great favor, Xiao Chen's mind turned for a moment, and he understood.

I didn't want to come to the Heavenly Annihilation Alliance, Xie Ziwen participated in the competition of the Ancient Tower, but the other party pressed each other with favors, so he had to do it as a last resort.

Now Xiao Chen has seriously injured Xie Ziwen, making it impossible for him to participate in the competition of the Tower of the Ancient Ancients.

The favor of the Heaven Annihilation Alliance has also been returned, and the goal has been achieved, and it is difficult to be unhappy.

"Those twenty places, there is no problem for you, I am looking forward to how many floors you can go to the Tower of the Ancients. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he didn't stay, a few flickers, and the person was already thousands of meters away, the strength of the Martial Emperor was really unpredictable, and the speed alone amazed the leaders.

"Xiao Chen, thank you for your help earlier. Beast Zhai Zuo Mo stepped forward and thanked Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen said softly: "No thanks, just a gesture of effort." ”

Zuo Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, it was indeed just a gesture, but at that time, Xie Ziwen was arrogant, and there was such a huge force as the Evil Moon Pavilion behind him.

Whoever dares to reach out to help, must consider the consequences behind this, this knife is not something that anyone dares to make, and it is not so accurate that anyone can come out.

Zuo Mo raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen sincerely and said, "Thank you for your kindness, goodbye on the Tower of the Ancient Ancients, I hope you and I can reach heights that our predecessors can't match." ”

"When the time comes, fight him in the Five Nations Championship, and let those arrogant geniuses of the Jin Kingdom all bow their heads. ”

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and didn't say more.

This is the end of the meeting, which was originally just a meeting between members to test each other, but I didn't expect it to evolve like this in the end.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen's gaze, and the previous surprise had turned into awe now.

The battle between Xiao Chen and Zuo Mo, although it was not officially started, it was already clear which was stronger and which was weak.

Now Xiao Chen has completely overtaken Zuo Mo and has become the new first person among the young generation of the four countries.

Some of the young geniuses who can still be ranked on his head are only the top group of people in the Great Jin Kingdom, and the gap between everyone and him is completely falling.

After the crowd left, Xia Xiyan looked at Xiao Chen and said: "Xiao Chen, now that you have offended the Evil Moon Pavilion, although there is a Heaven Destroying Alliance to protect you, it is inevitable that the other party will have small moves, it is better to temporarily settle in the branch of the Thousand Swords Pavilion before the battle in the ring begins." ”

Xia Xiyan invited him again, Xiao Chen was really embarrassed to refuse the other party for the second time, and Xia Xiyan made some sense.

It was very easy for the other party to make some small moves, although he was not afraid of these things, but it was always some trouble, so he agreed to Xia Xiyan's invitation.

At the same time as the two of them left towards the Thousand Swords Pavilion branch, the top of a large tree outside the courtyard.

A middle-aged man with a black scar on his face stood on the top of the tree and stared at Xiao Chen expressionlessly, if Xiao Chen noticed this person.

It will be found that this person is the remnant of the Netherworld Sect who snatched the body of the Martial Saint he met on Qianren Island.

"It is indeed the Qi of the Green Dragon, it has been used a few times in the gladiatorial arena, and it has been used a few times today, so you can go and confirm it thoroughly with the Deputy Sect Master. ”

On an unnamed island outside the deserted city, in the center of a secret room on the island, there is a black sarcophagus lying horizontally, and a sturdy body lies in the coffin.

The coffin was filled with a red viscous liquid, constantly bubbling, and a trace of red energy was slowly pouring into the corpse.

The corpse looked like a living person, its skin shiny with liquid bubbles, without the slightest hint of a dead man's touch.

If you look at the appearance of the corpse, you will find that it is the body of the Martial Saint that the scar man took away on Qianren Island.

Around the coffin, several warriors dressed in black robes embroidered with red clouds were nervously staring at the corpses inside the coffin, adding some materials to the coffin from time to time.

More against the wall, an old man in a black robe with a wrinkled and gloomy temperament looked at the corpse in the coffin with great excitement in his eyes, and the expression on his face looked extremely expectant.

He stood there as if a dark shadow had lurked in, and the secret room, which was already unclear, seemed to be even darker because of him.

"What's the matter, how long will it take for this corpse to be completely refined into a demon zombie!" The black-robed old man's hoarse voice sounded in the secret room.

A martial artist stopped what he was doing and said respectfully to the old man: "Hui Ding Deputy Sect Master, it will take half a year to completely refine, I am incompetent, and it has taken a bit of a long time." ”

"Otherwise, in the battle with the Blood Wolf Gang, you can directly take it out to fight. ”

The life and death of the Netherworld Sect Leader is unknown, and the three deputy sect leaders who usually appear in front of the sect members are usually the three deputy sect leaders, except for the old man surnamed Ding in front of him.

The other two deputy sect masters basically don't care about things when they travel all the year round, so the old man in front of him can be regarded as the real leader of the Netherworld Sect now.

The old man surnamed Ding said with a smile: "It's not long, it's only half a year, this is a rare physical saint for thousands of years." As for the Blood Wolf Gang, you don't have to pay attention to it, it's just a kitten and a puppy. ”

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door outside the secret room, and then the stone door opened, and a sect member with black qi wrapped in his whole body came to Ding Zhangjiao and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Ding was happy again, waved his hand to order this person to retreat, and then said to the four people who refined the body of the Martial Saint: "For half a year, you don't go out in this secret room, and when the matter is completed, I will reward you." ”

Several people nodded hurriedly, and the old man left the secret room and came to a large hall.

The scar man in the hall had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the old man, he hurriedly bent down and saluted, "Wuyang has seen Lord Zhangjiao. ”

Ding Zhangjiao's wrinkled Lian appeared with a hint of a smile, and said, "No need to be polite, there is any good news for me." ”

Wu Yang nodded and said, "The kid who snatched the Martial Saint's funeral goods on Qianren Island, after several confirmations, is indeed the inheritor of the Qinglong Martial Soul. ”

Ding Zhangjiao's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he pondered, before the sect leader retreated, he said that the inheritor of the Qinglong Martial Soul would definitely appear, and now it seems that it is indeed true.