"Ancestor, you're just leaving? Wasn't Wanyu Gate destroyed in vain? ”

He Jian saw that the old man and the young man were about to leave, so he hurriedly grabbed the old man, and he was unwilling.

At this moment, he has been planning for decades, and it has always been He Ji's long-cherished wish to sweep the world and unify the Phantom Continent.

The white-haired old man glanced at the young man, thought for a moment, and then said, "The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, and even the Ten Thousand Demon Killing Array has been broken, what else can we do?" ”

"But ......"

"Ji'er, don't say much!"

The white-haired old man interrupted He Ji and followed behind the young man.

"Ancestor, this time I have already ridden a tiger, and there is no way out!"

Looking at the back of the white-haired old man leaving, He Jian gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

In the early years, the strength of Tianxiu Kingdom was not enough, even if it was one-on-one, it was not the opponent of Yuexun Country and Fengyin Kingdom, let alone one-on-three.

But recently, the fairy world finally came with three strong reinforcements, and He Ji's dream of dominating the world is about to come true, how can he just stop fighting?

This young man in gorgeous clothes is the young master of the Qingyuan Sect in the fairy world, Meng Xiaotian.

The white-haired old man is the elder of Lingshan under the command of Qingyuan Sect He Yuanshan, He Yuanshan is the grandfather of the emperor of Tianxiu Kingdom, before the ascension, he was also a generation of emperors of Tianxiu Kingdom, when choosing the prince, because he saw the young He Jie with a similar personality to himself, so he was named the father of He Yuanshan as the prince, and later He Yuanshan soared, was recruited by Qingyuan Sect, and the father of He Jie ascended the throne He Shang ascended, and after his death, he was passed on to He Jie.

Therefore, in He Ji's memory, the appearance of his grandfather He Yuanshan is very clear and kind.

He Yuanshan has become the elder of the Qingyuan Sect, and he is also the henchman of the young master Meng Xiaotian, and the minister of the humerus who assists him, one old and one young are almost inseparable from Meng.

The once supreme imperial grandfather was reduced to someone else's vassal, which made it difficult for He Wei to accept.

Seeing that the Ten Thousand Demons Killing Array was broken by Yun Qian and Xuanyuan Hui's "Xiao Spell Combined Attack", Meng Xiaotian and He Yuanshan fled, He Yu refused to stop there, and he couldn't stop there.

If these six people are allowed to go back, the Yuexun Kingdom, the Fengyin Kingdom and the Cangming Kingdom will definitely be overwhelmed by a large army, under the pretext of avenging the twelve sects, and annexing and carving up the Tianxiu Kingdom.

Therefore, He Ji has already opened the bow and has not turned back.

Tens of thousands of monsters were almost wiped out in less than half an hour under the attack of the combined attack of the Xiao spell.

With Xiao Yin's assistance, Xuanyuan Hui effortlessly sent out more than ten Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and every time the Divine Thunder fell, hundreds of monsters turned into ashes.

The mountains and forests near Wanyu Gate were destroyed by monsters and divine thunder, and they were in shambles.

"That's amazing!"

Liang Shushen couldn't help but take a long breath, her face full of shock.

Po Jun and Xiao Kaishan couldn't close their mouths, secretly marveling at the terrifying strength of Xuanyuan Hui's innate masters, as well as the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Mantra.

Only the corners of Rong Zheng's mouth twitched, disapproving.

Zhao Yi behind him also looked calm and not strange.

"If it weren't for the Tiger Falling Pingyang, restricted by the Forbidden Immortal Enchantment, there would be tens of thousands of monsters, just a matter of the deity moving his fingers!"

Rong Zheng raised his palm and made a grasping motion with his five fingers in front of him.

In his eyes, Xuanyuan Hui is as dazzling as it is.

Especially Yun Qian and his appearance of "Qin Se and Ming", which made his chest even more blocked.

"These demon corpses will not attack us for no reason, there must be someone behind them, we can't take it lightly!"

Yun Qian didn't notice Rong Zheng's dissatisfaction, and looked around with a wary expression.

"He Yiming, He Renjie and Tian Qingge have all been killed, Dugu Xuan is gone, if this mastermind behind the scenes doesn't come out by himself, it will be difficult for us to find him out!"

Xuanyuan Hui analyzed.

Yun Qian nodded, looked at the Wanyu Gate, which had become a ruined wall, and beckoned to everyone: "Go over there and have a look, maybe there is still a living mouth!" ”

Tens of thousands of monsters destroyed the Wanyu Gate to almost no complete walls, and only a few scattered attics still stood there intact.

The six of them entered the Wanyu Gate and walked through the broken bricks and tiles.

Wanyu Gate is also a thousand-year-old temple.

Nestled in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountain, it is full of mystery.

Once destroyed, it is infinitely embarrassing.

Yun Qian's eyes wandered among the rubble, but a sense of sadness about the changes in the world and the vicissitudes of life rose in his mind.

Who set up this sect conference? How many conspiracies are there? Who is behind this?

Dugu Xuan?

Maybe she was the one who started it, but others must have been pushing the boat down the river and trying their best to make it happen.

When the six of them were looking for clues, they suddenly heard the sound of "hahahaha" from the tall building ten feet away.

Looking up, I saw a figure standing in the top window of a small intact attic.

"It's you who want to kill yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The man in the attic had a frantic voice.

Just when the six people found out and showed surprise on their faces, there was a boom, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the entire Wanyu Gate was shaking.

The ground suddenly emptied, and the six of them fell along with the bricks and tiles on the ground.

Yun Qian felt weightless under his feet, like crossing a single-plank bridge, the bridge body broke and fell.

"Everyone, be careful, there's lava down there!"

As it fell, a wave of heat gushed in, and Yun Qian's face was reflected red by the fiery magma surging up from the ground, and she was shocked, and her voice exclaimed urgently.

Rong Zheng and the others also changed their faces, and hurriedly hung on the edge of the big pit, looking at the bubbling and steaming magma below, and were speechless for a while.

Wanyu Gate suddenly collapsed, and the thousand-year-old temple, which covers an area of thousands of acres, became a big fire pit in front of you in a blink of an eye.

No one could have imagined that the Wanyu Gate would be built on top of an active volcano, and in the event of an eruption, the Wanyu Gate would be burned into char by flames at any time.

Above the pit, a figure stood.

The black-haired mustache, about fifty years old, looked majestic and tall, but there was an ambitious and cruel glint in his eyes.

"The six of you are really fateful, the twelve sects are about to be destroyed, you can still live until now, but you also have some ability!"

The mustache looked at the six condescendingly, a mocking expression on his face.

"Little old man, how dare you plot against the deity? The deity will make you regret being born in this world! ”

Rong Zheng couldn't get used to this person's villain's face, slapped his right hand on the stone wall, and with the help of his strength, he flew into the sky and threw himself at the mustache above.

With a "poof", Rong Zheng's head slammed into the invisible air cover, and was bounced away and fell towards the magma below.

"Rong Zheng, catch it!"

Yun Qian's voice sounded eagerly.

The Wanhua Bow in her hand suddenly turned into a whip and flung it towards Rong Zheng.

As soon as Rong Zheng touched the whip, he was caught by the whip and swung upward, and his feet had already landed on the flying sword at Yun Qian's feet.

Yun Qian's spirit sword is becoming more and more skilled, volleying the sword, and he is familiar with the road.

Even if you stand alone, you can bear it completely.