The terrifying cultivation broke out, and a royal realm aura suddenly descended, rolling up a storm, with the head of Sang Mu as the center, and opened towards the Quartet.

"Hum~"

The gold and silver vessels in the hall were shaken by this coercion and emitted a sharp hiss, which seemed to tear people's eardrums, and the six pillars that supported the entire hall seemed to have a slender crack on them.

"Although it's unbelievable, but your Sword Sect is really too deceitful, the seven sects are in one lineage, your Sword Sect is respected, but you secretly killed my junior brother, and pretended to be a bystander, it's just too shameless!"

The head of Sang Mu roared loudly, the qi and blood in his body surged, his face became red, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.

He took one step and was about to go to the Sword Sect for revenge, but was stopped by the old man of Tianji.

"Sen Daoyou, don't be impatient, this seat knows that you are vengeful, this is just the beginning of the corner, the truth may be behind. ”

The old man of Tianji stood in front of the head of Sang Mu and said softly, with a solemn expression.

The head of Sang Mu took a deep breath, his breath slowly stabilized, and after hearing the words of the old man of Tianji, he calmed down, but there was still some anger in his eyes, after all, the beginning of that scene was Jian Feng!

"When the sword lord came, he gave a promise, hoping that the truth was not what I thought it would be......"

The head of the mulberry wood hesitated for a moment, remembered the promise of the sword master, shook his head, and then turned to the golden seal mirror and looked intently.

The mountain peak that appeared in the mirror was the Sword Peak, straight into the sky, countless flying swords swirled, and the sword qi was agitated, sweeping in all directions.

Suddenly, a streamer rushed out from the sword peak, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the moment the head of Sang Mu saw this streamer, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing became short, because he recognized that the streamer was his junior brother.

At this moment, he held his breath, staring at the golden seal mirror tightly, as if he couldn't leave a clue. The old man of Tianji also paid attention, after all, he also wanted to know which other king realm power in heaven and earth could cover up the traces and kill the people of the spirit realm. It was a cross-border kill, and it would have been impossible without a deep hatred.

But as far as he knew, the Sangmu Dao people didn't seem to have a great enemy, let alone a terrifying existence as the power of the King Realm.

The heavenly bell buzzed, and the scene on the golden seal mirror began to change again, and the figure in the streamer stopped, and there was a young man beside him, carrying a wooden sword with a beautiful face.

"Chutian!"

When the head of Sang Mu saw the young man, he immediately exclaimed, he knew that Chu Tian was the more talented among the juniors, and this time the sword mound appeared in the world, and he also followed, but he only remembered it now, it seemed to be a little late, and there were big waves in his mind, as if there were countless muffled thunder explosions, and his expression was frightened!

"Senior Brother Sangmu has fallen, and the natal jade is shattered, but Chutian is still alive, how is this possible, could it be ......"

The head of the Sang Mu sect thought about it carefully, he could perceive the natal jade slips of all the disciples of the Sang Mu Sect, and found that Chu Tian's natal jade slips were still intact and had not been damaged in the slightest.

"Could it be that Chutian's baby knows the truth?!"

The head of Sang Mu hesitated for a while, not sure, at this moment, his eyes were staring at the old and the young in the mirror, and a sadness suddenly came to his heart.

On the golden seal mirror, the old man in a green robe with a slender scar on his face stared blankly at the sky, not knowing what to think, and then he didn't know if it was a coincidence, he turned around and glanced in the direction of the head of Sangmu, and then turned around and whispered softly.

I couldn't hear any sound, just the picture, in the face, Sang Mu Dao people's expression was solemn, and the wooden sword on his back could also buzz, and then his complexion changed, as if he had made some decision, a strong force threw Chu Tian out, and then he was like a cannonball, smashing into the sky.

The head of Sang Mu was very nervous at this time, and he had already guessed that when his junior brother went, he was doomed.

Suddenly, the picture in the mirror turned, and in the void, the Sangmu Daoist stopped, looked ahead, as if he was talking, but in the eyes of the old man of Tianji and the head of Sangmu, there was no one in front of him, who was he talking to, could it be that there was really a great power in front of him who could be invisible, this Ken Ben was impossible, that needed to be in harmony with the whole heaven and earth, throughout the ages, no one had been able to do it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the Tianji Clock suddenly trembled, the golden light was overwhelming, countless runes and seals collapsed, turning into light rain, and a crack appeared on the mirror surface of the golden seal, which seemed to be about to shatter......

"How is that possible?!"

When the old man Tianji saw this scene, his expression changed, his face showed disbelief, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

"The Tianji Clock is all about the world, and there has not been a single situation in this situation, the Tianji Clock trembles, it seems to involve the great secret of heaven and earth, otherwise this situation will never happen. But even if it is the power of the King Realm, it is impossible to make the talisman seal collapse and the spirit mirror shatter when the Heavenly Machine Clock is deduced, what the hell is going on?!"

Not only that, but a black lightning bolt suddenly fell above the sky, the thickness of a bucket, and directly bombarded the Heavenly Machine Clock through the main hall.

"Boom!"

With a loud roar, the old man of Tianji and the head of Sangmu retreated one after another, for fear of being affected by the terrifying thunder, it was the wrath of the heavens and the bell of the heavenly machine, and no one dared to stop it.

The heavenly bell roared endlessly, and the bell waves were like ocean waves, layer after layer, deafening.

"Heavenly Fury, could it be that this deduction is so involved that the heavens have to stop it?"

The purple gold robe on the old man of Tianji hunted, and a trace of horror flashed in his silver eyes, only he knew what the heavenly wrath was!

The heavenly machine must not be revealed, this word is useless in the heavenly machine platform, so the status of the heavenly machine platform is high, comparable to the major domain masters, but this time the heavens are furious, it seems that the heavenly machine clock has touched the taboo, perhaps it involves the taboo that makes this world feel frightened, so the heavenly tribulation is descended, hinting not to continue to deduce, otherwise it will summon a greater thunder tribulation!

"Fellow Daoist, why is that?!"

When the head of Sang Mu saw the golden seal mirror that was about to shatter, his expression was solemn, and he asked hurriedly.

"Sen Daoyou, this matter is too implicated, causing the heavens to be angry, and you can't continue to deduce, otherwise, there will be a great doom!"

The old man of Tianji had silver hair fluttering at the moment, his face was solemn, and he said solemnly.

"Could it be that a taboo exists to kill my junior brother?! This is impossible, it is absolutely impossible, my junior brother has no quarrel with the world, and there are almost no enemies, let alone something related to taboos, this is impossible!"

The head of Sang Mu didn't want to believe it, shook his head again and again, retreated step by step, and finally sat down on the ground, muttering in his mouth with a complicated expression.

On the boundless river, the water vapor is filled, like a mist, shrouded in it, there is a small boat in the middle, and there is an old man in a cloth sitting on the boat, who is fishing, suddenly, the originally calm lake surface ripples, and the still fish float also trembles violently, as if a big fish is hooked, but the old man in the cloth does not lift the rod at the moment, but pinched the trick with his left hand, as if he is calculating something.

"Bang!"

With a fluttering sound, a golden arowana jumped onto the boat on its own, the black hook passed through the fish's mouth, exuding bursts of cold light, and the purple fishing line was even tighter like a kite line, pulling straight.

"The catastrophe is coming!"

When the old man in the cloth saw this golden arowana, he immediately stopped his deduction, looked up into the distance, and sighed.