The inexplicable victory of Wushuang City shocked everyone's eyes, but the most surprising thing was not the reveling residents of the city or the warriors who escaped death in the Star Pavilion.

It was the true disciples of the two sects in the Wushuang Courtyard, and perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the defection of the beast herd was the mistake of the beast master.

After all, the war beasts raised by the family also occasionally go berserk, and even some families have rehearsed the situation of the beast group defecting in their hearts, so when this incident really happened, people accepted it very well.

But in the eyes of the true legends of the two sects who have studied the past and the present, this so-called extremely small time is absolutely, certainly, and inevitably!

If the Imperial Seal handed down by the Imperial Beast Sect suddenly fails, it will be a big joke in the world, and then there will be only one result...

The sudden feeling that day was not an illusion, in this peerless city, there was a human king!

Zhu Huolong only felt that his whole body was overpowered, and his hair was about to explode, so he hurriedly knocked on the door of the true inheritance of the Qiyao Temple next door, and found the thunder in the courtyard.

"How can there be a king in Wushuang City?"

Lowering his voice, Zhu Huolong walked to Lei Dong's side, grabbed his chest and lifted the person, with anger in his eyes, but lowered his voice and asked: "How did the intelligence of Qiyao Temple do, don't you know such a big thing?"

The thunderbolt who was lifted was still that sluggish appearance, as if he didn't feel that someone was entering the door at all.

"Rubbish!"

Zhu Huolong frowned and let go of his hand, Ren Lei Dong fell back to his seat, and said coldly: "What are you still sitting here, hurry up and let the wind media of Qiyao Temple go to check the identity of this king!"

"Don't you know in your heart? ”

Lei Dong, who was sitting on the chair, didn't raise his head, just buried his face in the shadows and said in a depressed voice.

"What did you say!"

The panic flashed, and Zhu Huolong said irritably: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, hurry up and check, if there is really a king, our design must be stopped immediately." ”

"What else is there to check. ”

Lei Dong raised his head, with pain and banter on his face: "In the entire Peerless City, who is more like a king than that?"

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

Zhu Huolong was trembling with anger, and the meridians around him were so hot that they seemed to be about to erupt fire, but his heart seemed to be hiding in an ice cave, getting deeper and colder.

Without looking at Lei Dong again, the True Legend of Wushen Mountain directly activated the life-preserving spirit jade, and disappeared directly into the small courtyard as the light of the teleportation array lit up.

Looking at the light that bloomed and extinguished, and looked at the empty courtyard, Lei Dong smiled bitterly and lowered his head again.

For a martial artist whose Dao heart has been shattered, he is actually not afraid of the human king, the road ahead is gone, what could be more terrifying than this.

But it's that one, it's that one....

At the time, it sounded like a deviant definition of practice, but now the more I think about it, the more profound it feels.

Do you really want to believe it....

Lei Dong asked himself in a low voice, in this empty courtyard, the true sect that carried out the meaning of the word hard to the extreme was torturing his heart.

"Try it, I don't have anything to lose now anyway. ”

After comforting himself with a little bitterness, Lei Dong pulled up the sleeve of his left arm, the dark purple tears were like purple chrysanthemums blooming on his wrists, and each slender trace represented several hours of tempering.

Scatter!

Lei Dong closed his eyes in pain, and the brilliant purple thunder and lightning rushed against the sky, taking away the light of the entire sky, perhaps feeling the last bloom, this time the thunder was extraordinarily gorgeous.

After a few breaths, the purple mark on the left wrist became extremely light, like a red mark on the skin slid down the skin by the tip of a needle.

The true legend of the Qiyao Temple, with a blank expression, took off his shirt again, and there were traces of different textures on the chest, flanks, back, and shoulders, and each mark represented a kind of magical secret technique of the Qiyao Temple.

Ordinary people have to spend a lot of hard work to cultivate one of them, but Lei Dong is a fellow practitioner of eight items, and all of them have been cultivated to a good level, which shows the hard work he has spent on it, but today, he wants to disperse all of them.

No one could understand Lei Dong's confusion and hesitation in his heart, but this true sect inheritor who had worked hard to the limit still gritted his teeth and dispersed the secret techniques one after another.

On this day, the peerless courtyard has frequent visions, as if some kind of spiritual treasure was born.

But when the wind media gathered here, they only saw the thunder of the naked upper body and the unconscious, but the true legend of Wushen Mountain next door was nowhere to be found.

After the person waiting for the doctor checked the condition of Lei Dong, all the Matchless City knew that the true disciple of the Qiyao Temple, Lei Dong's eight supernatural secret techniques, was abolished, and even an innate divine thunder that the predecessors of the Qiyao Temple had raised in the body of the juniors was also uprooted.

And the reason why Lei Dong is in a coma is because the soul body is weak due to the destruction of the secret technique connected to the divine soul.

No matter how you look at it, a true disciple who has been seriously injured in this way is equivalent to a complete loss of combat power, and I don't know how many years it will take to recover.

But the awakened Lei Dong didn't have the slightest intention of chasing down the murderer, but just politely invited the doctor and the wind media to leave, and even the subordinates of the Qiyao Temple did not stay.

......

Beast Source Valley

After losing all the deployments and beasts of the thieves, Shi Muzhi, Ghost Cloth Wolf, and Murong Falcon went to Dragon Valley with scars without even resting, and they were still received by Cao Yanran, the true descendant of Mao Zong, who was in charge of all the affairs of the outer gate.

After listening to the descriptions of the three family masters who escaped death, Cao Yanran forcibly held back the anger in his heart and said with relief: "The three of them have already known it, so they will report to the sect master, if it is really as you say, this fair Dragon Valley will definitely get it back for the five families, don't worry!"

"I'm sorry for the trouble!"

Shi Muzhi wiped the tears from his temples and blamed himself: "Actually, a few spirit beasts are not a loss, but it's a pity that my two righteous brothers are Bo Yuntian." It's all Shi's fault, and he shouldn't have gone to Chixia to seek justice at that time. The old man is ashamed of the Golden Lion Valley and the Royal Dragon Village!

As if talking about sadness, Shi Muzhi, who couldn't control his emotions, howled and cried again, provoking the ghost wolf and Murong Falcon's eyes were red and his nose was sour.

Cao Yanran looked at the miserable appearance of several old people, and his heart was even more angry: "The master of the Shi family doesn't have to be sad, since this matter was instructed by Yan Ran, Mao Zong will never sit idly by." A few of them rested in the Beast Source Valley, and Yan Ran immediately entered the valley to ask to see the sect master!"

After making a solemn promise, Cao Yanran entered the Dragon Valley without looking back, came to the Great Animal (xu4) hall of Mao Zong, and rang the Imperial God Bell.

"Knock~~~"

The long bell woke up the sleeping beasts in the valley, and also alarmed several true legends of Mao Zong.

After listening to Cao Yanran finish telling the matter, everyone was even more furious, and they all reprimanded Chixia Mountain's arrogance, and began to guess what means the other party used to erase such a huge number of imperial seals at the same time.

Just when the true disciples were talking, Cao Meng, the sect leader of the Mao Sect, appeared in the hall.