Mountains and forests at night.

The silver-haired boy stepped on the grass and trees with chaotic steps, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face:

"He's hiding here."

The figures of Wang Clan's Ancestor Wang Cheng and Qin Clan's Qin Wei flickered, looking in the direction that Chaos was pointing to.

After a few breaths, a figure emerged from the dense forest, a beautiful woman with a haggard face and a heroic appearance.

"Xi'er!" Wang Cheng frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

The next moment, he flashed directly in front of Wang Xi.

When Wang Xi saw the comer, his eyes showed despair, and then he turned resolute, shouted angrily, and the green jade bracelet in his hand turned into a bronze long sword in the blink of an eye, and suddenly handed it out and stabbed at Wang Cheng.

"Nonsense!"

Wang Cheng's face was like frost, and the long sword pierced straight into his old body, but it was difficult to go further.

As soon as he pointed, Wang Xi's hand holding the sword hurt, and he lost his strength in an instant, and with a bang, the long sword fell to the ground.

"Indecisive, disobedient junior, kill it..." Chaos's face was displeased, he seemed to feel something, and his vicissitudes of life suddenly looked in the direction where Wang Xi had just run:

"Wang Cheng, there is a god-level power awakening, take down your junior first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils widened angrily, and he shouted, "Retreat!"

In the next moment, the night was lit up by white light, as bright as day.

Wang Cheng was shocked, a sense of crisis hit his mind, his whole body cultivation turned into defense, and a dark water curtain condensed in front of him.

"Boom!"

As soon as the dark water curtain condensed, the white beam of light had arrived, and the light poured on the water curtain.

"Zhao Wujiang!"

Wang Cheng exclaimed, he was very familiar with the power of this white light, it was the power of Zhao Wujiang's weird left pupil.

He was even more shocked that the power of this white light had surpassed the black and white beams he had seen before.

Zhao Wujiang recovered?

He couldn't believe it, with the help of the power of Chaos, he had paid a lot of price, and his injuries had only healed, and now this white light was obviously beyond his expectations.

The light shines on the forest sea, and the wind and waves howl.

Chaos and Qin Wei stood behind Wang Cheng, their eyes full of light.

A cloud of black light appeared in front of Wang Xi, the black light was like an extinguished star, and a tall figure condensed in the blink of an eye.

"It's just in time."

A reassuring familiar voice sounded, and Zhao Wujiang had already put his arms around Wang Xi's waist and stepped back three feet.

Wang Xi looked at the bright Lin Haijian in a daze, Zhao Wujiang's side face covered by light, the tip of her nose was sour, her eyes were red, she plunged into Zhao Wujiang's arms, and hugged him tightly.

"It's okay." Zhao Wujiang's eyes were gentle, and he spoke with relief.

......

In the land of the Taiyuan Wang clan, eight figures walked in the palace pavilion under the night.

The ruined temple of the clan land has been renovated in the past few days, but with the help of the moonlight, the blackened scorch marks can still be seen.

"I heard you set the fire?" The figure walking at the back leaned against the wall, and said excitedly in a low voice.

The eight of them were all masked, but through their figures, it could be seen that they were four strong men, two old men and two young men.

The eight people are Di Renjie and Wang Tengfei.

Crossing the city gate that day, Wang Tengfei and the three disappeared without a trace, they hid according to Di Renjie's instructions, and they were waiting for today.

Di Renjie expected that Wang Cheng would inevitably go out to find Zhao Wujiang in person, the Wang clan was damaged, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he lost the protection of the land immortals, and this was the time when the Wang clan's defense was the weakest.

Wang Tengfei walked in front of Di Renjie, and when he heard Di Renjie suddenly speak, his expression was stupid, and then his face was full of pride:

"It's all arranged by Brother Zhao, he kills people, and I set it on fire!"

Di Renjie nodded, gave Wang Tengfei a thumbs up, and signaled that he was doing a good job.

"Go save your dad first!" He looked around and spoke cautiously against the wall:

"Your father must be rescued, or he will become your ancestor to use against Zhao Wu

A chess piece of Xinjiang."

Wang Cheng did not kill Wang Yuan, as soon as Wang Yuan stepped into the land immortals, he was the pillar of the Wang family.

Second, as long as Wang Yuan is imprisoned, if Zhao Wujiang is not found and killed, he can also use Wang Yuan to set a trap and ambush for Zhao Wujiang.

"Brother Di is thoughtful!" Wang Tengfei praised from the bottom of his heart.

I, Di Renjie, am the one who wants to become the prime minister...... Di Renjie bowed his head and looked excited:

"Do you know where your treasures are usually hidden?"

"The center of the clan, the courtyard of the ancestors." Wang Tengfei lowered his voice.

Eight people bent around, cautiously in the night.

"Alright, we're going to split up." Di Renjie took out a few medicine bottles from his arms:

"The old one in front... Old man, you and I go to the small courtyard, and another old man and Wang Tengfei go to save the patriarch."

He handed the medicine bottle to Wang Tengfei, and inside was the *** he had concocted.

Di Renjie has read through the classics of Taoism and Confucianism and governing the country since he was a child, and he is extremely proficient in medical skills.

Wendao and Yidao, he Di Renjie is a leader among people, and he is good at reasoning about the case, he is a well-deserved Tianjiao, but he always feels that he has no talent, and it is difficult to find a soulmate.

Until the sixth year of Yonghui, Zhao Wujiang was born, he heard about Zhao Wujiang's deeds, his eyes lit up, such as finding a soulmate, often sighed that Zhao Wujiang is his fellow practitioners, but the mountains are high and the road is far away, and he is busy with official business, so he has no time to visit Zhao Wujiang in Chang'an.

But just a few days ago, he heard about the Wang family's great event, so he decided to come to Zhao Wujiang's aid.

He first spread the matter through his friends, criticized the Wang family's unbearableness, praised Zhao Wujiang's heroic integrity, and even offered a plan to disrupt the Wang family's search for Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang, what's the matter, you have to recommend me to be a five- or six-grade official, right? Otherwise, if you merge this place, just a seven-grade Facao, wouldn't it bury me Di Renjie?

His eyes flickered, and he was separated from Wang Tengfei's soldiers.

......

Mu Mountain.

Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows were cold, and he swept over the three people in front of him.

Needless to say, Wang Cheng already knew him, but he paid more attention to the silver-haired young man and the angry-eyed middle-aged man on the side.

The silver-haired young man's cheeks were as white as snow, shiny and luster, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

The Xuanwu Phantom quietly condensed behind Zhao Wujiang, and the Xuanwu Turtle roared and the snake hissed, and the anger was monstrous.

The chaotic ...... of the North Sea Zhao Wujiang felt the anger of the Xuanwu Spirit and roughly guessed the identity of the silver-haired boy.

"Why do you have so much disgusting aura about you?" Chaos grinned with silver hair flying all over his head, his eyes as deep as night with a fierce murderous intent in them.

"This son is indeed disgusting!"

Qin Wei also said angrily:

"Those surnamed Zhao deserve to die!

Seriously injuring my brother and refuting the face of my clan, it is even more deserving!"

"You can't escape, if you tie your hands and feet, the old man promises you not to deal with Xi'er, and not to hurt your life!"

Wang Cheng's hand was trembling, he had already suffered internal injuries when he forcibly resisted the power of Zhao Wujiang's pupil light just now.

Zhao Wujiang's face was expressionless, he didn't have the strength to argue with them, but just said lightly:

"After I go back, I will kill the gluttony at the foot of Jiuzhi Mountain, and then kill the poor Qi on Kunlun Mountain!"

Chaotic anger surged up in an instant, and his silver hair danced wildly:

"There are descendants of the Yu clan, you can't go back!"

"He can go back."

A loud laugh like thunder sounded, shaking the entire Mu Mountain.

"Who?" Chaos' eyes grew deeper and deeper like night, and he roared with rage.

"Lin Bei, me!"

"Bang!"

A great sword fell from the sky and plunged obliquely into the loess, kicking up smoke and dust.

The sword was four feet wide and one foot long.