In addition, some cultivators who thought they had good strength in Qi Cultivation and even the late stage of Qi cultivation also rushed to the ruins of the Sword Pavilion with courage, they did not want to compete with those predecessors who had built the foundation realm for the opportunity in the treasure house, but wanted to take something in the Sword Pavilion.

In the Sword Pavilion, in addition to the treasure house, there are also many treasures in the Zhuji Trading Area, and even the large number of things placed in the Sword Pavilion are rare and good things for many Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators.

You must know that after the Sword Pavilion of Qiyuan City was taken away by Zhang Yuanhao, by the time the Yi Yan Sword Sect came to the end, the ruins had almost become clean, except for the bricks and rubble, even some potted plant decorations and the like were gone, and the few Yi Yan Sword Sect who came to clean up the mess were half angry.

Gradually, some people found that without the jurisdiction of the monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, it seemed that the shops in the Fang City were not protected, and some forces just hired monks to guard the shops to buy and sell in the shops, and the cultivation was very inferior, if they wanted to, then ......

The flames soared into the sky, the shouts of killing were everywhere, and the blood was bloody.

It's okay that Zhuji exists, and they all went to the Sword Pavilion Treasury to compete for opportunities, and there are even some people who are wise enough to protect their lives, and they don't dare to provoke Yi Yan Sword Sect.

However, the most in the Fang Market are still the monks of the Qi Cultivation Realm, as low as the first layer of Qi Cultivation who has just knocked on the gate of heaven and draws Qi into the body, and as high as the Qi Cultivation Perfection Monk who is full of spiritual power and has successfully embraced one, looking at the entire Fang City, there are thousands of them.

And at this moment, they were almost in a mess, the sound of the roar of magic weapons, the sound of spell explosions and the sound of buildings collapsing and shattering were endless, scolding, screaming and howling, and sorrowful crying were mixed, and the extremely negative emotions were like a grimace, gradually condensing into a cloud of black gas, floating in the sky above Yandu City.

The mortals in the eight-hundred-mile Yandu City all hid in the house and trembled, thinking that the heavens were angry.

"Yi Yan Sword Sect, I'm afraid I have provoked an amazing existence......"

In an inn in Fang City, a rickety white-haired old woman flashed a trace of clarity in her eyes, looked at the chaos in Fang City, shook her head, and her figure flashed and disappeared.

Boom –

A muffled sound suddenly came from within the metal vault wall forged by the Nine Flames of Meteoric Iron, like a thunderbolt, which was soul-stirring, and the wall of the treasure vault, which was originally smooth and smooth and inscribed with rune prohibitions, actually sounded with a muffled sound, and pieces of irregular bulges appeared.

Six!

A full six foundation builders existed, and they fought in the treasure house of the Sword Pavilion.

The spiritual power is agitated, the treasure light is vertical and horizontal, and the aftermath is continuous, and every trace of escaping breath is enough to seriously hurt ordinary qi training in the later stage.

When Zhang Yuanhao killed Li Yuanting and others for the disaster of Yan Capital, they shrank and did not dare to make a move, but now they are stalking their necks one by one, their faces are flushed, and they are beaten to the death by acquaintances who are commensurate with Taoist friends in the past.

Swish!

A bloodied figure covered in scars shot out from the door of the deformed treasure house, its breath languishing, and its gloomy and ugly face seemed to be dripping with water.

"Let's go, let's go, what are you doing in a daze!"

The punishment was not lightly injured, but in the chaos, he gathered the scattered disciples of the Punishment Sect and fled with them outside the city.

At this moment, his mood was almost devouring.

He was actually targeted by several later foundation-building beings!

Not only did he not get a single point of the treasure in the treasure house, but he also lost a few talismans that were quietly hidden on his body, and almost lost his life.

Those guys...... It's really a dead hand!

However, thinking of the storage ring that was stolen by the blood slaughter and the situation he would face next, the already pale face of the sentence was even more bloodless.

Whining!

Suddenly, there was a strange wind sound in the distance, as if someone was whimpering softly.

The face of the sentence who had escaped from Yandu City more than ten miles away with a cadre of torture authentic monks changed drastically, and a terrifying huge coercion swept like a storm, although he did not bear it, but he could faintly feel the terrifying fluctuations.

"How could it be...... So fast......"

The pale face of the Torture Sect Cultivator widened his eyes and stared at the terrifying sword that tore through the space from infinity.

The high-grade magic weapon - Yi Yan Dao Sword.

Taiheng real person Li Zhenyang rushed back!

The sword is like a pillar of heaven, tearing through the sky, and the true intention of the balance swept out, one black and one white like two worlds, enveloping the small half of the Yandu City in an instant.

"Real people spare their lives!"

"Listen to me, I am ......"

"No—"

The first to bear the brunt was the foundation building realm that was still fighting for treasures in the ruins of the Sword Pavilion, and was swept away by the two-color divine light, and the spiritual power light shield on the surface of an individual quickly melted away like snow under the scorching sun, causing them to howl miserably.

And some Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators who were close were swept away by these two colors of light, and they turned into flying ashes in an instant, and they didn't even have time to let out a scream.

A touch of spiritual light blessed his eyes, and he trembled and looked at a figure with immeasurable mana in the sky above the majestic city dozens of miles away.

Dressed in sackcloth, his hair and beard are all white, and his pupils reveal a color of indifference, but the trace of sorrow suppressed in it can be faintly seen.

Hate, hate!

A strong gray aura enveloped his body, full of killing intent and mad aura, causing all the monks to change their complexion when they saw it, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably, as if they were frightened, and they couldn't move.

Not good!

Condemning a spirit is a sign of enchantment!

The higher the cultivation, the more demons are numerous, and once the mind is controlled by the demons and the soul is mastered, it is really falling into the devil's path.

There is almost no possibility of cultivation progressing, but its combat power will usher in a skyrocket, and every move is invaded by Sensen demonic energy, which is even more like a demon cultivator.

If Taiheng real person Li Zhenyang really fell into the demon, then hundreds of thousands of living beings in the entire Yandu City might be slaughtered by him to vent his anger.

"Run, run now!"

Dozens of miles away, above the stretching city wall, the figure like a ghost seemed to be aware of it, and its indifferent eyes actually glanced at this side, and immediately frightened the six gods into a master, and hurriedly roared.

"Today, the troublemaker, die!"

A cold hoarse voice resounded throughout Yandu City, and a haze seemed to rise suddenly from the towering black iron city walls, and an endless chill enveloped the city.

Swish!

A sword fell, black and white.

The true intention of balance turned into a grinding disc that crushed the heavens and the earth, as if it wanted to include thousands of living beings and destroy them all.

"Hehe, the avenue is ruthless, I have been comprehending balance for 80 years, but it is not as much as the moment when my heart dies...... Ridiculous, ridiculous......"

With a faint murmur, there was a sudden sound of shackles breaking in the Fang City, which was so silent that there was no sound, Li Zhenyang's indifferent eyes stared into the distance, and the gray air behind him was like a demon, hideous and terrifying.