Yin Baizhou's eyes burned.

Shen Qingyi also lay down, pillowed his head, and looked at the sea in the distance.

"The big low is the end of the Fallen God Realm."

At that time......

"Get out of the way! The Temple of the Holy King! Get out of the way! ”

In Fengxia City, a group of monks of the Holy King Hall held a picture scroll made of special animal skins in their hands, and they were in a hurry.

Most of the monks in the city were trained outside and returned to the city to supply supplies.

At this moment, seeing the actions of the city guards of the Holy King's Palace, some monks didn't quite understand.

When the monks of the Temple of the Holy Kings pasted the portrait on the bounty list of the city, the monks who watched the excitement also saw the contents of the scroll.

"This ...... Who are these monks inside? ”

The monk, who didn't know the reason for the incident, couldn't help but ask the monk on the side.

The monk narrowed his eyes and frowned.

"This ...... I don't know either...... Who are these people? The Holy King's Temple is so aggressive? ”

One of the monks glanced at the murderous monk of the Holy King's Hall and smiled.

"Who could it be? Eighty percent of them are those lower spiritual realm monks! ”

The other monk laughed aloud.

"Isn't it just that they have nothing to rely on in the Lower Spirit Realm to rely on such a blatant portrait in the Holy King's Palace? If you put it on other cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm? If it were those disciples of the Immortal Alliance, they could only engage in assassination. ”

Wen Yu fell, and the monk of the Holy King Hall who led the team looked at it reluctantly.

The people gathered around Wen Yu immediately felt the killing intent of the monks of the Holy King Palace, and the cultivators couldn't help but take half a step back.

Seeing this, Wen Yu's face became even more disdainful, and he didn't dodge the eyes of the monks of the Holy King Hall for a moment.

"What do you see, isn't what the master said wrong?"

Wen Yu had disdain on his face and his hands on his chest.

The monk of the Holy King Hall who led the team looked Wen Yu up and down, and finally the text that landed on Wen Yu's chest robe, as well as the black jade tassel hanging around his waist.

"Who should I be, it turns out to be the sixth young master of the Wen family!"

Hearing his words, Wen Yu's eyebrows immediately rose up.

"Who are you talking about, Xiaoliu!"

The monk of the Holy King's Hall smiled, and his eyes fell on Wen Yu's slightly immature face.

"Young Master Wen, the ancestor of the Wen family let you enter the small realm of fallen gods, but what allows you to learn from Young Master Wen is not only to learn the skills of the Wen family, but also the ...... of others."

The Templar pointed to his head.

"Here! Don't do something stupid at that time, be used as a gun, and end up with a ...... How disappointed should the Wen Ancestor be! ”

Immediately, the people of the Holy King's Hall laughed.

Wen Yu's face was ugly, and his eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent.

The Immortal Realm Zhongyu Wenjia is a veteran immortal family in the Immortal Realm, with a profound heritage.

In the area of the Wen family, there are two legendary figures.

The first one, naturally, is the famous and talented Wen family, Wen Cang.

There is another one, that is, the six young men of the Wen family, Wen Yu, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is notorious. has ordinary talents, and has nothing to do all day long, which has caused a lot of trouble for the Wen family.

If it weren't for the Wen family's power there, Wen Yu would have known how many people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm had been killed.

And Wen Yu and that Wen Cang are brothers of the same mother, but the relationship is not very good, and Wen Yu hates others to compare him with Wen Cang.

Above the teahouse, the masked old man was hidden in a team of immortal alliances, and he saw the farce downstairs clearly.

His eyes fell on the scroll, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

The person on the portrait is Wen Yinghan!

There is another person, whom he also knows, is Wu Yue of the Panluo Sect of the Heavenly Wind Continent!

The others did not have specific faces, but they had several features, among which the inconspicuous shoes were recognizable at first sight!

That was the list of Chaoyang Peak specially received by the Sect Refining Pavilion.

Can you come out in those shoes...... It's in the Yuanying District again......

Except for Chi Yu, Mo You, those guys may be those new little guys!

As for the person who has no features attached to the top with Wen Yinghan, it is thought that he is the mysterious person who has been rumored in the small world of fallen gods recently!

Looking at the hunting and providing information rewards marked above, the old man's eyes couldn't help but be cold.

The Temple of the Holy King is really a bloody investment!

However, thinking of the monks who fell in the Yuanying District of the Holy King Palace, they also guessed that these masks of the Holy King Hall were in a hurry!

There were so many masked teams in a row, and almost all of them were wiped out!

Not to mention the Shrine of the Holy Kings who are alone or without a masked man!

Recently, the Yuanying area has become more lively, in addition to the role of the blood team and the mysterious person, it is also some lower spirit realm monks who are starting to move.

They have been living in the small world of fallen gods for so long, those new monks, those monks who have been suppressed to the extreme...... Once one person kills out, then countless people will rush out behind him!

Therefore, the monks of the Holy King Hall in the Yuanying District began to fall, and more and more monks began to fall, and they gradually became chaotic!

Nian lowered his head, since those little guys are not afraid of death, how can he, an old thing, retreat?!

In the lush mountain forest, several people hid in a large tree.

Xiao Hei and Ah Qing are now able to cooperate perfectly, and Tianyuan is hidden in the space.

Xiao Hei looked at Ah Qing, who was pinching quickly, and couldn't help but smash his mouth.

"Little Midori...... No, your name is Ah Qing now. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Hei couldn't help but glance at Wen Yinghan sadly.

Why did Xiao Lu follow his master out of the secret realm, so that he could eat and drink well, look white and tender, and have a nice name?

Why did he completely change when he came here?

His master's personality is uncertain, he threatens him at every turn, kills him if he doesn't do anything, and even the name he has fought for for a long time before he retains the title of Xiao Hei, otherwise, Wen Yinghan will still call him a waste, useless thing!

Hey, why is he also a wood spirit, he is so miserable!

It's another day of rebellion!

Xiao Hei's gloomy eyes glanced at Wen Yinghan, and suddenly met the same gloomy and sympathetic eyes, and Xiao Hei's eyes suddenly became extremely clear.

"Master~"

The grass is under the eaves and has to bow its head!

One day, he will turn over and ...... Wen Yinghan!

Ah Qing looked back at the person and the grass, and tilted his head.

Seeing Xiao Hei's "happy" look, I had to sigh that the two of them could be regarded as having met the right person!

He followed his sister, and Xiao Hei followed this male cultivator!

When he has the opportunity to return to the Huangquan Secret Realm in the future, he must tell Grandpa Shu their story, and let Grandpa Shu tell their story to the later little seedlings.

Thinking of those little Miao Miaomiao's adoring eyes, Ah Qing couldn't help but smile and squint his eyes.

Xiao Hei turned his head silently, he was sure that Wen Yinghan, the dog man, must know what he was thinking!

Why is he so stupid! Who is Wen Yinghan? He has more eyes than a thousand honeycombs!