Murong Ming and Murong Xian glanced at each other, their faces full of bitterness.

In this way, the Murong family not only lost one of the Five Qi Realm Great Venerables, but also destroyed the hope of the third Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, and the loss was not small.

The old ancestor of the mountain flicked his sleeves and said, "The change of the place of reincarnation to guard the Divine Monarch is really because of Murong Xi himself. What you ask for, the old man does his best, and the old love has been cleared. ”

"Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, the figure of the ancestor of Bashan was gloomy, and he disappeared above the main hall silently. Even if Murong Ming and Murong Xian were in the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty, they were only one step away from stepping into such a powerful realm, but they couldn't detect it at all.

Temple.

Mo Beixiong, the current pavilion master of Xuanxin Pavilion, stretched out his hand and said, "Two, please." ”

Murong Ming and Murong Xian's faces were ugly, and they didn't stay, and went directly out of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, there were white clouds, the wind was whistling, and a pavilion standing in the air like a city appeared. Overlooking from the pavilion, a corner of the northern region of Chilei Continent can be seen at a glance!

......

The two of them walked on the clouds, and the breath on their bodies was agitated.

Murong Xian frowned and said, "According to what Uncle Clan has seen, is the change in the land of reincarnation deliberately done by the ancestor of Bashan?"

Murong Xian looks more old than Murong Ming, but he is Murong Ming's nephew, so he is called 'clan uncle'. This is not a strange thing in the cultivation world.

He transmitted the sound into the secret and looked at Murong Ming.

Don't blame Murong Xian for being too careful, it's really too strange. The reincarnation of many disciples of transcendent forces in the Xuanxin Pavilion and even in the end of the world has not happened accidentally, but the reincarnation of his disciples of the Murong family has changed.

Bashan Ancestor's explanation did not convince Murong Xian.

"The ancestor of Bashan has an old relationship with my Murong family, and when it was not developed in the past, I was fortunate to have the guidance of an old ancestor of my Murong family. This time, I was able to ask the ancestor to make a move, and it was precisely because of this affection. At their level, what they want is to have a dust-free heart, and since the ancestor of Bashan has recognized his past feelings and agreed to make a move, there is no need to be a hindrance from it and be a villain. ”

Murong Ming saw it thoroughly.

It's just that he is also confused in his heart, and he is even more aggrieved.

I thought that this reincarnation would allow the Murong family to get the third Five Qi Dynasty Yuan! When it came, it was a chicken flying egg beating, not only did the third Five Qi Dynasty Yuan have no hope, but even the relationship with the ancestor of Bashan was clear.

It's really aggrieved!

"Uncle Clan. ”

"Behind the Bashan Ancestor is Xuanxin Pavilion after all. It would be good if my Murong family only added the third Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, but Murong Xi's talent is obvious to all, if it wasn't for the wrong path in his early years, I am afraid that he would have become a Five Qi Dynasty Yuan before you and me. Even so, he also went against the sky and achieved the Five Qi Realm!"

"Reincarnated, who dares to guarantee that Murong Xi will not be able to surpass the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan and reach the realm of his Mountain Pulling Ancestor?"

"Xuanxin Pavilion is afraid of it, so it's not surprising that it is a hindrance!"

Murong Xian's eyes flickered, and he looked at the skyline pavilion, with a hint of rebelliousness on his face.

Xuanxin Pavilion is the overlord of the Red Thunder Continent, and it has been pressed on the Sanhe Mountain Villa for countless years. Murong Xian has this thought, but it is also human nature.

"Alas!"

"Time is also fate!"

"This matter will not be mentioned again in the future. ”

Murong Ming was calm, sighed and fell straight into the sky, disappearing into the sky. Murong Xian finally glanced at the heavenly pavilion, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

......

In the Yanping Domain, Lin Zhao, who was lying in the Divine Pool, opened his eyes.

Seven years.

The gods are projected to walk in the Red Thunder Continent, playing the world, and a doppelganger suppresses the evil dog ridge in the underworld to guard the gods.

Lin Zhao himself has always been in the legal domain, devouring infinite divine power, refining the divine body, and improving Taoism.

In the sky of the legal domain, the large array of stone drums in Chencang is running, and the humane atmosphere is vertical and horizontal.

With the improvement of Lin Zhao's Taoism, the improvement that the Chen Cang Stone Drum Array can bring to Lin Zhao is becoming slower and slower. Fortunately, according to Lin Zhao's calculations, the Chen Cang Stone Drum Array has always been able to help him achieve a first-class realm. It's okay to be slower.

This time, Lin Zhao's deity woke up from his hidden cultivation, but he had to come out.

In the Ming Dynasty, Shinto is the only one.

The development of Yanping Divine Court is on the right track, and it is controlled by gods such as Han Wujian and Chu Wenyao, so there should be no big problem. But between heaven and earth, it is not immutable.

There are clouds in the road, and the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is gone.

Variables, always there.

"Jun Beiye. ”

Lin Zhao's eyes were deep, and he saw through the world at a glance, and fell in the Jianning Mansion, pinching and calculating.

Jianning Fuzhong.

Jun Beiye single-handedly fought Han Wujian and other five gods, showing a crushing situation. With every move, it has the power of destruction. The power of the three divine swords in front of him skyrocketed as Jun Beiye's strength increased.

With a sword, the mountains are leveled and the rivers are cut off.

The sky-like mountains have collapsed, and tens of thousands of people have been killed and injured.

The earth cracked, and the rivers poured in, like a disaster from the sky.

Han Wujian, Liancheng, Yun Yi and other gods have never been so embarrassed, and they don't even have the strength to parry, so they can only dodge in a hurry, not daring to face Jun Beiye's edge.

The triple peak of the ordinary thunder tribulation has already surpassed the six grades of the Divine Dao, not to mention the outliers such as Jun Beiye, which cannot be understood by common sense!

"Shinto is in danger!"

Among the onlookers, some people were amazed.

Jun Beiye is like an ancient demon god, and every move is the power to destroy the world. Han Wujian and the others were powerless to parry at all, and they couldn't even follow Chu Wenyao and the others and escape back to the Divine Domain.

Thundered!

With a roar, Jun Beiye slapped the sky and suddenly slapped it!

"Purple Python Peerless - Mass Burial Damudra!"

With a change in his palm, he pinched the seal in his hand, covering the sky and the sun, and slapped it towards Han Wujian vigorously. If this palm is confirmed, Han Wujian will never survive!

"Oops!"

Han Wujian was in a hurry, his divine power was surging wildly, and he didn't dare to resist, wanting to dodge this palm. But under the palm print, Han Wujian seemed to be a mortal trapped in a quagmire, and the space around him was stagnant, making it difficult to move an inch at all, let alone dodge a palm!

That's right.

Can be called a mastery by Jun Beiye, how can it be ordinary?

"Suffer death!"

Jun Beiye had a cruel smile on his face.

He has a secret method, which can accumulate the essence and suppress the cultivation. The deeper the background, the higher the achievement in the future. He had a furrow in his chest, and he had all kinds of plans in his heart, but he was forced by Han Wujian and other Shinto gods to use the essence in advance, and even more so that the many weird things he captured were hastily consumed, and the value was compressed to the minimum!

How can Jun Beiye not be angry?

When the strong are angry, the sky falls!

Han Wujian was in despair.

However, the way of God cannot be deceived, and the gods cannot be dishonored!

Thundered!

Han Wujian mobilized his infinite divine power and entered the City God's Law Seal. This is knowing that there is no hope of survival, and with the last dignity, I will deal a hard blow with Jun Beiye!

"Mole Ant!"

Jun Beiye sneered, disdainful in his heart. Under the absolute power, Han Wuji's dignified counterattack was nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree in his eyes.

"It's over!"

"That's Han Fujun!"

Zhu Qiang exclaimed.

In Shinto, the god of Qingxi is honored. And under the Qingxi Divine Monarch, Han Wujian must definitely occupy the first seat. If such a Shinto powerhouse falls, it will be a heavy blow to Shinto!

The strong people from all directions watched, and their breath was held.