He knew that it must be too late to go!

Because on the other side of the camp, a few breaths were already close at hand.

Rumble!

A loud sound swept in.

With this loud noise, a great demon of the Upper Realm of Tongxuan was split in two by something, and smashed to the ground like a falling star.

"It's coming!"

Mr. Jin chuckled in his heart.

That sect, in the Ming Land Trial to kill the fierce demons in seconds, he didn't dare to linger any longer.

Just as he stepped back and wanted to hide himself first, the evil ghost rider and mountain dog wrapped in blue flames fell from a high place, just in front of the tent, blocking Nangong Wentian from entering the tent.

His face was close to Nangong Wentian.

Nangong Wentian looked at this scene, his face changed suddenly, and the whole person took a few steps back, but as soon as he took a few steps back, Wen Ping's voice came from behind.

"What about my people?"

The sound is very familiar.

Familiar enough that he may not forget it for decades to come.

It was the Immortal Sect Master Wen Ping.

Nangong Wen Ping immediately turned around and asked, "Sect Master Wen, I was just about to let him go...... What do you want to do?"

"No need, I'll pick him up myself!"

Wen Ping spoke indifferently, and then the figure of the evil spirit knight behind him disappeared in response, and when he reappeared, he was held high by the collar of Nangong Wentian with two hands. After being hit hard by Jiaolong, Nangong Wentian's strength is no longer one in ten, don't say that the Divine Xuan Realm is in the Xuan Realm, and at this time, the Xuan Realm may kill him.

After being brought up by Ghost Rider, he was still struggling.

And said: "Sect Master Wen, you don't talk about credit. ”

"Speak...... But not for you. ”

Wen Ping immediately waved his hand, and the Evil Ghost Rider directly pressed his face to it, and in the skull, blue flames reflected in his eyes. Just glanced at each other, Nangong Wentian opened his mouth and didn't move. The originally clear eyes are exactly the same as the red-hot black charcoal at the moment.

Bang!

Then the Ghost Rider threw him off at any moment, hitting him on the ground and turning him directly into powder.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of the surrounding Mitian Sect people, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere - Mitian Sect, Nangong Wentian, who was second only to the sect master, died so much that they didn't even have any bones left, what are they? Let them resist the opponent in front of them like they were sent to death, they can't do it, let alone do it.

You only have one life!

It's even more difficult to cultivate to the Xuan Dynasty!

So they spare their lives!

"Senior, we are only here by order, and it is not our intention to crusade against the Immortal Sect!"

"Senpai, please forgive us!"

As the two leaders of the Tongxuan Upper Realm spoke, the others responded one after another, and directly knelt on one knee, expressing their admiration for the Immortal Sect.

As if he hadn't seen it, Wen Ping just walked towards the tent, glanced at Yun Liao, who was still tied, and flew out of the sword, cutting the rope that bound him.

"Sect Master, you're finally here!"

For the rest of his life, Yun Liao stood up suddenly, very excited.

Seeing Yun Liao's appearance, Wen Ping responded with a smile, "Elder Yun, come out." ”

"Thank you Sect Master for coming to the rescue. ”

"Little things. ”

Yun Liao bowed his head and walked out of the tent, looking around at the opponent who had already surrendered, his heart was extremely comfortable.

But as soon as I turned my head, my expression changed!

"Let you tie up Lao Tzu!"

Bang!

Yun Liao directly kicked away a Tongxuan Realm next to the tent.

Although that person was in the middle realm of the Xuan, he didn't dare to fight back when he was kicked away by the lower realm. As he struggled to get up from the ground, he wiped the dust off his body and continued to kneel on one knee.

"Senior, we are just following orders. ”

Wen Ping replied indifferently, "Okay, you guys stand up." I can spare your lives, but ...... The walls of Cangwu City have fallen, and you ......"

In the middle of the conversation, someone immediately answered.

"We can clean up!"

"You can go right away. ”

They responded very quickly, and they all wanted to grasp this last hope of survival.

Then, Wen Ping directly rushed at Murong Xi who came out of the other tent and said, "Commander Murong, they will be handed over to you!"

"Hmm!"

Murong Xi sneered, looking at the dozens of Tongxuan Realm around him, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Wen Ping directly dropped his eyes on the farthest back of the tent.

"Just gone?"

Master Jin's quiet escape came to an abrupt halt, and he slowly walked out from behind the tent, and hurriedly explained, "Everyone, I'm just passing by. ”

Wen Ping smiled faintly, and immediately let the system open his brief information.

I looked at it and froze for a moment.

It turned out to be the Divine Xuan Middle Realm of the Hundred Sects Alliance.

But Jiaolong can't leave the territory of the Immortal Sect, and if they fight, they are really not opponents.

However, cowardice is impossible.

Wen Ping said indifferently, "Master Jin, it's okay to leave if you want, but you're here, you should leave something behind, right?"

"Huh. ”

"What about the Tibetan ring on your fingertips?"

"You!"

"Forget it, don't keep it, I'll take it myself......"

"I'll give!"

Master Jin gritted his teeth and took out the Tibetan ring from his fingertips, touched his mark and stretched out his hand. Wen Ping smiled secretly in his heart: bluffed!

When he gave him a look, he asked Ghost Rider to go over and take it.

After putting away the Tibetan ring, Wen Ping didn't forget to smile and wave his hand, "Master Jin, welcome to come again next time!"

"!"

After leaving, Director Jin bowed his head and scolded angrily.

Knowing that this was the result, he came to laugh at Nangong and asked the sky what were they doing?

Hiding behind, if you take a slow step, you won't see the clothes of the Immortal Sect, and you won't be coerced and sent away.

But he took it out, and the pain was no longer something he could think about, and he rose directly behind the big demon - he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

Nangong Wentian is a lesson from the past!

At this time, Zhan Tai Qingxuan walked up, "Sect Master, just let him go?"

Wen Ping responded indifferently, "Let's go, kill him and earn a Tibetan ring, let him go, he may be able to bring a lot of Tibetan rings." ”

When Zhan Tai Qingxuan heard this, he was stunned at first.

After understanding what Wen Ping meant, he shook his head and smiled helplessly.

But thinking that there is a dragon here, isn't the Divine Xuan Realm just to give one away?

Wen Ping then said, "Elder Zhan Tai, you stay here to deal with the aftermath, and I will go back to the sect first." ”

Zhan Tai Qingxuan nodded.

......

Black Rock City.

Murong Qing and a few people stood on the city tower, looking in the direction of the Immortal Sect, his expression was more or less happy.

"The Mitian Sect and Master Jin are here, I really want to see the scene when the Immortal Sect was destroyed. Murong Qing smiled and took the wine glass handed over by the maid beside him, and drank it all very comfortably, "Shutan! By the way, Xiaoling, do you sing anything? ”

The woman on the side smiled and responded, "The slave family can sing some songs, but they may not sing well." ”

"It's okay, just sing it!"

Today he is in a good mood and can listen to everything comfortably.

Suddenly, he saw a black dot in the sky approaching, and when it approached, Murong Qing immediately handed the wine glass to others.

"Your Excellency!"

Murong Qing immediately clenched his fists and bowed.