The white clouds are long, the wind is hunting, everyone is silent, only the two worship the unbridled laughter, now he sacrifices his own longevity, casts spells, and has no half of life, only relying on a breath of natal vitality to live for a moment.

"Senior brother, why are you bother...... San Xian stepped forward to support him, with an unbearable look in his eyes, he took out more than ten kinds of pills from the storage bag, and stuffed them all into Qi Shenming's mouth, but he still couldn't stop his injury.

"Senior brother, don't waste the elixir, my brother's life will not be long, I can't take care of you in the future, and the great favor of the Thunder God Sect can only be repaid in the next life. "The old face of the second worship looked miserable, and his hair was almost gone.

Many monks were silent, or sighed, or sad, even Zhao Qianshan, who had always been unpleasant, sighed again and again, but he didn't expect that the sinister and cunning second worship on weekdays, as well as such a hurtful past, was also a generation of Tianjiao.

"Creation makes people. Tian Yuan sighed.

Only Niu Er frowned and was silent, the golden brilliance in his eyes was intertwined, and he interpreted the symbol of the Great Dao in the depths of his pupils, and the vague thin lines crossed the sky, locking and entangled the wandering souls, and when Zhao Muyang died, all those thin lines collapsed and disappeared.

It was a hazy thin line that seemed to cross time and space, from a certain space in the past or the future, with unforgettable hatred, and complex and changeable grievances and hatreds, as if it was the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of his whole life.

The most incredible thing for him was that in that thin line, he saw many broken pictures, with many figures interspersed in his life, like fate entangled in his life.

And at the critical moment, the blood-colored Xuantian Treasure Wheel, others may not have discovered it, but he saw it clearly, the treasure wheel seemed to have entered another space, although it was visible, it did not collide with the Taiji pattern of the Holy Sword at all. Shot directly into Zhao Muyang's body, cutting off his vitality.

It's really a miraculous power!

Boom -

Suddenly, a powerful force was overwhelming, and it quickly rose, and everyone was shocked. That powerful aura was as heavy as a mountain, far beyond the peak of the Yuan Infant, and it must be a master above the Divine Transformation Cultivator.

"Who is it that killed my Xuantian Sect Master?"

The hoarse sound was like metal grinding, billowing in from afar. Deafeningly, an old man crossed the void, and there were hundreds of miles in one step, and he came to everyone's eyes in an instant, and the cold killing intent roared out, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"Knock on Elder Taishang. ”

The Xuantian Sect disciples shouted, their expressions immediately perked up, and the sadness of the sect master's death faded slightly, because the Supreme Elder was a master of transforming gods, and he overwhelmed all the monks present.

Ling Yunzi and Jian Tianyi also stepped forward cautiously to salute. After all, it is a god overhaul, not that they can be able to match, this strongman is the same generation as their elders, and he is a famous person, and he is a master of murder.

"It's ...... Senior Mu Yuyun?"

Tian Yuan was startled, only to see that the old man's cold face was hideous and terrifying, and a pair of triangular eyes were like poisonous snakes in the shooting field, which made people tremble, and the cold hairs behind his back stood upside down, and he didn't dare to look directly.

Mu Yuyun ...... That killing god?" Zhao Qianshan suddenly exclaimed. Covering his mouth tightly, he didn't dare to make a sound, his face turned pale with fright, and he quietly took two steps back. Hide behind your brother.

"Be quiet, this three-hundred-year-old but well-known spicy killer god once slaughtered a small immortal cultivation family in one night, three hundred and eighty-six people, from the old man to the child, no one survived, and a pair of iron hands tore all people's lives apart. Then burned to ashes. ”

"It's just that I originally heard that it was a casual cultivator who disappeared for hundreds of years, how did he become the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Gate?"

Tian Yuan was puzzled, and said in a low voice in Niu Er's ear, "This person is at least in the middle stage of the transformation of gods, not that we can be the enemy, Daoist friends still need to be careful, if so, let's withdraw from Zhenlong City first, don't conflict with it......"

Suddenly, two cold rays of light swept across, making everyone's hearts feel cold, and finally converged on the second worship, and Ji Ji sneered: "It turned out to be you, this evil animal, I didn't expect that one palm didn't kill you back then, and I came back to take revenge after three hundred years." ”

"Old Demon Mu, it was you who secretly shot back then and injured my division, so you were killed by Zhao Muyang's brute, I didn't think that you wolf bèi were traitors, and you had already colluded together. ”

Although the second worship was seriously injured, his mind was clear, and he figured out the cause and effect in an instant, especially three hundred years ago, Mu Yuyun suddenly attacked the head of Xuantianmen, so that he was seriously injured and retreated, and then he was killed by Zhao Muyang, mutilated many brothers and sisters, and successfully usurped the throne.

"Hehe, it's not just your master, even your Tianjiao senior brother also died in the hands of the old man, that bright red flesh and blood is really delicious, today I will send your master and apprentice to reunite. ”

Mu Yuyun's cold laughter made people's hearts cold, the angry second offering trembled, and the third offering was also cracking, and he couldn't step forward to fight with him, but he was grabbed by his arm tightly.

"This matter has nothing to do with your Thunder God Sect, and I am dead, you don't want to lose your life because of me. ”

"Boom...... , you brothers don't have to excuse themselves, the old man will send you to hell and let you taste the power of my iron palm. ”

Mu Yuyun sneered, the aura around his body soared, and the majestic true qi broke through the sky, like a vast ocean surging wantonly, and a pair of jet-black palms poked out from his big sleeves, shining with a cold luster, making a sonorous sound, like a fine iron casting.

The dry palm is like the roots of an old tree, the five fingers are as hard as iron, and the true qi is swallowed, and the five sharp edges flicker at the fingertips, tearing the void, as if covering the sky, making it difficult for anyone to move, grabbing a chicken and falling to the two worshippers.

"Old man, if you hurt my teacher and kill my brother, the old man cursed you for not dying well. ”

The second offering has long been cut off, and it will be a life at any time, so it will not resist, let the big hand grab it, and it will not move at all, but a golden fist suddenly appeared in front of him, colliding with the iron palm.

When-

The metallic trills were extremely harsh, the aura was rioting, and the wind rushed in all directions, blowing the white hair of the two worshippers to dance wildly, looking at the tall figure in front of him in a daze, and feeling a little surprised in his heart, who would have thought that the young man would stand up and fight against the god master for his dying self.

Mu Yuyun's body shook slightly, his eyes suddenly stared, and he saw the young man in front of him, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face, but the force from the iron fist just now made his heart tremble, and the palms in his sleeves trembled slightly, and the pain was unbearable.

"Who is the Taoist friend, this is a private matter in the old man's family, and please don't interfere with the Taoist friend. ”

Niu Er smiled faintly, his face was light, and he said lazily: "Now the two of them are the servants of Ben Shao's subordinates, even if they have an enmity with you, they can't let you kill, and where can they put their face if they deny it." ”

Tian Yuan stumbled under his feet for a while, almost fell, his heart twitched vigorously, and as soon as he reminded him not to do it, this young master had already made a move against the killing god, which scared him so much that he almost collapsed.

"You ......"

Mu Yuyun's face sank, when did the world-famous killing god in the past suffer such a sullen breath, his whole body was awe-inspiring, staring at Niu Er, but he didn't dare to move, the power of Fang Cai's punch others may not know, but he felt the power of a landslide and crack, and he didn't dare to make a move lightly.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, the atmosphere became heavier and heavier, and the momentum on Mu Yuyun's body continued to grow, as if a divine mountain towered in the sky, and the many suppressed monks were miserable and trembling.

Boom -

Suddenly, a thick blood light rose into the air, and a desolate and ancient powerful aura broke through the sky, and a dragon chant suddenly sounded, and the heavens and the earth in all directions shook at the same time, deafening.

"Zhenlong City...... That's a true dragon treasure!"

Ling Yunzi's eyes were ecstatic, and he looked down at the huge city under his feet, completely wrapped in a layer of blood-colored halo, especially on the square in the center of the city, a strange pattern was drawn in blood, flowing with a crystal luster, and the stone pillar erected in the middle rushed up a thick blood light, breaking through the heavens and the earth.

"The treasure has appeared. ”

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, even Mu Yuyun was shocked, he had not appeared in the world for tens of thousands of years, and countless monks had been searching for the true dragon treasure that they had not been able to find in their lifetimes, and it actually appeared in front of them, it was simply a treasure that fell from the sky.

Suddenly, Niu Er's eyes froze, and the blood of the Dali royal family, who had been killed, flowed down the canal, but at this moment, it strangely converged into a mysterious pattern, like a prohibition, and like a seal, constantly pouring blood into the central ten-zhang stone pillar.

And under the stone pillar, an old man's cloak continued to rotate, walking quickly, and his mouth was full of words, like an ancient spell, transpiring the blood into a large area of blood light, pouring into the sky.

As if, sensing Niu Er's gaze, the old man raised his head slightly, revealing a pale face, which was the great worship who had returned from a serious injury, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly at him, revealing an extremely weird and evil smile.

"Look at that sky—"

Someone exclaimed, everyone raised their heads at the same time, the body was shocked, only to see the blood-stained red sky, a huge whirlpool slowly turned, in the whirlpool, a vague mountains and rivers appeared, there are towering mountains in the distance of the earth, there are blood-colored lakes, rare spiritual grasses are all over the place, and there is a long dragon mountain range that spans thousands of miles, thrilling, shocking.

"Sure enough, it is a true dragon treasure, blessed by the ancestor, and it should be carried forward in my hands. ”

Ling Yunzi's excited old face flushed, he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he muttered, the legend contained the inheritance of immortals, and the flesh and blood treasure of a true dragon, which was a rare artifact in the ages, a peerless treasure that monks in the world dreamed of. (To be continued.) )