Yuanjue Valley, at this moment, is in a depression.

The head of the sect, Zong Ze, is sitting in the main hall at the moment, with white eyebrows and white beard, deep sweat, and a shocked face on weekdays, but he is quite nervous today.

In the early days of Jindan, he should have been happy and angry, but today, when Yuanjue Valley was in danger, he couldn't calm down no matter what.

In the main hall, there were a total of seven sects of monks, hundreds of people, eyeing Zong Ze!

"Zong Ze! Hand over the Heavenly Relic! I, Mo Shengzong, but I found out that your sect elder Hou Ji had obtained this relic from Taizu Barren Hill a few days ago! This is the treasure of the Wei Kingdom, you Yuanjue Valley should not want to swallow it alone!"

An old man in a purple robe, with silver hair, is not angry and arrogant, and when he asks him, the breath of the peak of Jindan is swept through the main hall!

Under its breath, Zong Ze complained bitterly, and he was even more powerless to resist its coercion.

In the early days of Jindan, and the peak of Jindan, its strength is fundamentally different, the purple robe in front of him is one of the seven ancestors of the seven major factions of the Wei State, named Mo Xisheng, known as 'Mo Sheng'!

And after Mo Xi spoke, immediately, the other six factions also became difficult.

"Zong Ze, hand over the relics, I am Baimenlou, I will not look for trouble in your sect today!" A young man in white, with white hair and a gloomy tone, was obviously a master of the Demon Dao.

"Mitian relics, such a supreme treasure is not something that you deserve to have from a second-rate sect!" An old monk with a national character face is also an ancestor figure, and his words are sharp.

"Hand over the relics! Otherwise, today's Yuanjue Valley will be destroyed!"

"Zong Ze, don't be stubborn!"

The voices of threats came and went in the main hall, but Zong Ze could only sigh to deal with it.

If the Mitian Relic really has such a thing in Yuanjue Valley, Zong Ze must hand it over to the Seven Sects in order to seek peace, and the ancestors of the Seven Sects are not ruthless people that Zong Ze can afford to offend.

He Yuanjue Valley, including Zong Ze and Hou Yong, has always had two Jindan masters, and they are all in the early stage, even if they meet the Jindan elders of the first-class sects, they are not opponents, not to mention that Mo Xisheng and other ancestors of the seven major factions gathered in Yuanjue Valley, and any one of them has the strength to step on Yuanjue Valley.

If there is a relic, he will definitely pay it! But he doesn't!

Indeed, the first person to discover the news of the relics was his disciples of Yuanjue Valley! Indeed, Elder Hou Yong took a group of novice disciples to obtain this relic. But unexpectedly, now it coincides with the chaos of the demons in the Wei Kingdom, and the demons are rising on all sides, and judging from the time, Hou Yong should have returned to the sect long ago.

Zong Ze is not stupid.

Since the Seven Great Powers sent to Yuanjue Valley to seek trouble, they must have obtained the exact news that Hou Yong had won the relics.

And Hou Yong, who obtained the heavenly relics, has not returned to the sect so far, either died in the demon rebellion, or escaped with the treasure privately, or he may have been obtained by one of the ancestors of the seven factions, but he remained silent, blamed Yuanjue Valley, covered people's eyes and ears, and wanted to cover up

It's hard to say, it's hard to say, in the cultivation world, people's hearts are unpredictable, who knows where the heavenly relics are now?

There is no shortage of masters of the Seven Great Sects of Ancestors, but this heavenly relic is enough to shield all heavenly opportunities, so that these ancestors cannot calculate the whereabouts of the relics at all.

If Hou Yong escapes with the treasure, then Zong Ze will definitely hate this traitor and leave the sect behind. The sect will be destroyed.

If Hou Yong dies in the demon chaos, then even if Zong Ze has a hundred mouths, there is no way to explain it today, he can't take out the relics, then the sect will be destroyed, and the seven major factions may be after the destruction of the sect, search for no result, or Zong Ze's soul search soul to extinguish the memory, after some determination, it will be convinced that Yuanjue Valley has not obtained this relic.

If among the ancestors of the seven major sects, someone obtains relics and blames Yuanjue Valley, then Yuanjue Valley will undoubtedly be destroyed, and only the dead can make all the relics clues interrupted

"Hey, my Zongze, what kind of sins have you accumulated, and you will be cornered by the seven major factions"

Zong Ze closed his eyes abruptly, and his expression finally calmed down.

That's it, that's it, no matter where the relics go, today, it is impossible to escape death.

"Zong Ze, Mitian Relic, are you handing it over or not!" Mo Xisheng asked the last question.

"I didn't swear by the relics in my heart!" Zong Ze said bitterly.

"Hmph! stubborn! In this way, you Taoist friends don't need to be merciful, I will wait for today, set foot in Yuanjue Valley, and find relics!"

As soon as Mo Xi's voice fell, the seven ancestors all looked cold, and the murderous intentions were secretly moved.

They may be righteous or demonic, but no matter whether they are righteous or demonic, no one will be merciful in matters related to the heirloom treasure of the heavenly relics!

One by one, the little novices of Yuanjue Valley trembled slightly under the murderous aura of hundreds of monks of the Seven Sects.

There are countless disciples who knelt down and begged the head of the sect not to harm the sect because of a relic.

As soon as the killing machine moved, several small novices were immediately sacrificed by blood.

Zong Ze's eyes showed a hint of hatred, he opened his eyes and roared angrily,

"Mo Xisheng, the old man said, I didn't take the relics, I just took it, and this matter has nothing to do with the disciples of my sect, you dare to do this!"

"Okay! Okay! In the early stage of Jindan, you dare to shout at the old man! You will die! None of your sect disciples can live!"

Mo Xisheng sneered, the killing machine had moved, bursts of golden light appeared around his body, the Sanskrit sound continued, his palm seemed to turn into pure gold, and he slapped Zong Ze in the air with one palm, without the slightest mana!

But the Sanskrit sound suddenly turned into a golden wheel, which continued to rotate above the main hall, and condensed into a pure gold giant palm that was a hundred zhang big, and even the fingerprints were golden, overturning the top of the main hall, and pressing it towards Zong Ze with one palm!

Infant-level low-grade alchemy, Golden Wheel Palm!

Every time the golden wheel turns, the palm power will increase by as much as one percent again!

This palm is really a killer blow for Moxi. He is meditating, practicing all his life, and he is already in the ninth realm of silver light, not far from the realm of silver bones!

Even an ordinary Yuanying monk, he can also take three or two moves!

The power of one palm made the other six ancestors silent, it was the other six ancestors, all of whom were at the peak of Jindan, and no one could take this palm without being injured!

And Zong Ze, who was locked by the palm force, was only affected by the palm wind, and the immortal veins in his body were about to be broken, and the golden pill was about to be broken!

Can't take it, can't take it, only one death!

But he was unwilling, unwilling! Being bullied because of his low cultivation made him unwilling!

"Moxisheng, I have written it down, I have written it down!"

"Write it down, it's a pity, the old man will search for your soul and destroy your memories later, you can't write down anything, and just write it down, what can you do with the old man? With your early cultivation in Jindan, if you cultivate for another five hundred years, you will not be the old man's opponent!

Mohi laughed, palm power, suppression!

Zong Ze was covered in blood, the jade seat was shattered, and he was like a bloody man, pressed to the ground by the force of his palm.

To die, to die

But at this moment, a momentum that was several times stronger than Mo Xi's voice reverberated in Yuanjue Valley!

The air of the entire hall was suddenly frozen by a cold force!

With the sound of an ice-shattering fist, even the Yuanying Monk had to take the Golden Wheel Palm with some means. In the sound of ice shattering, the golden wheel shattered, and the palm power exploded into golden light and disappeared!

And the power of the fist did not decrease, the ice shattered continuously, and in a series of shattering sounds, all the monks of the seven factions were affected by the power of the fist, and the fusion monks exploded into a blood mist almost as soon as they looked at each other.

Dozens of people from the seven factions, even if each refining body is extraordinary, but under the power of the fist, all of them are seriously injured!

Even the ancestors of the seven factions were all embarrassed, and Mo Xisheng, whose palm power was broken, was even more sipping, golden blood spurted out, for the first time in his life, what appeared in his eyes was not arrogance, but horror!

He looked up suddenly, but saw that in the shattered sky of the main hall, an indifferent young man in white clothes and black clothes was carrying Hou Yong in one hand and the ice power in the other.

Just one gaze made Mo Xisheng feel a sore spot like a sword sting, and the sea of knowledge was about to be shattered! And he stammered, and he couldn't say a complete word!

"Who is this person, this person, this person!"

"I'm Yuanjue Ancestor now, I need an explanation!" Ning Fan's voice was cold, under this voice, the seven sect monks who had been extremely arrogant before, but they all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to look directly at him.

This person actually said that he was the ancestor of Yuanjue Valley?!

What kind of cultivation is this person!

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