"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...", they were extremely fast.

The main god to the auxiliary god.

Short, frightened screams echoed through the conference room, and then, the bodies of the four auxiliary gods exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

After killing the four auxiliary gods, the four Zerg main gods threw several punches again, and a powerful torrent of energy swept out, enveloping all the high-level Fengming Pavilion except for Lan Tianbai.

"I'm willing to surrender!"

All kinds of voices rang out, but soon, all these voices were extinguished, and it was the four Zerg main gods who blasted them all into a blood mist.

Seeing that the high-level of Fengming Pavilion was slaughtered in just two or three breaths, Lan Tianbai's face became extremely pale, even if he had auxiliary god cultivation, he lost his temper, and sat on the pavilion master's throne with a slump in his ass, his eyes full of horror and helplessness.

Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart moved, and he thought of an idea: "Okay, since you are willing to serve me as the master, then I don't agree, but it seems a little cautious, let go of your soul!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan pinched the spell at will, and then, a little purple and cyan light and shadow flew into the center of Lan Tianbai's eyebrows, but it was a special master-servant prohibition.

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded: "Well, get up! By the way, Fengming Pavilion has existed for so long, it should have earned a lot of divine crystals, hand them over!"

"Master, all the savings of Fengming Pavilion are here. With a wave of his hand, the three storage god rings fell into the hands of Yuwen Zhouyuan, using his divine sense to explore, among the three storage god rings, there were a total of 120,000 top-grade divine crystals.

Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly pondered again: "The power of the Howling Tiger Tower is similar to that of the Fengming Pavilion, and if they are destroyed, they should be able to obtain more than 100,000 top-grade divine crystals, but the Killing Hall is stronger than the Fengming Pavilion and the Howling Tiger Tower, I don't know how many Divine Crystals I can get from them." ”

Coincidentally, the owner of the Howling Tiger Tower also summoned his subordinates for a meeting.

For this kind of person, Yuwen Zhouyuan has nothing to be polite to, and kills it directly.

However, when he went to the Killing Hall, Yuwen Zhouyuan pounced, and the headquarters of the Killing Hall was empty.

Yinhai Divine City, in the central square, erected a three-zhang tall cyan lotus ring, a strong magic weapon aura emanated from the lotus-shaped ring, but this ring is a superb artifact.

The magic weapon aura on the black iron long sword is very weak, and even the inferior artifact can't be compared.

Yes, this black-robed man is the Dao Lang who has recently made a fuss in Sands Divine City and gained the reputation of Norda.

"The Twin Sons are here!" I don't know who shouted, and then, the crowd separated, and a passage appeared, a handsome young man wearing a white robe and a dashing and extraordinary temperament walked slowly towards the ring under the embrace of two boys, each of whom held a fairy sword, one black and one white.

He is only 400 years old, and has reached the middle stage of the auxiliary gods.

But the three shots earned him a great reputation, and he was called a double peerless son by the immortals of Silver Sea God City.

Even the City Lord's Mansion sent several auxiliary god-level masters to surround him, but he also fled.

Carrying the twin swords of yin and yang, he slew the evil god at the east city gate.

The story is relatively simple, Beitu Shuangjue took his little sister to the restaurant for dinner, and a foreign auxiliary god didn't know his name, so he teased Beitu's little sister.

Beitu Shuangjue's third shot was three years ago, after he was promoted to the auxiliary god, although he never made a move, he was still respected as the top powerhouse among the auxiliary gods.

As a result, after three days and three nights of the battle, Sima Ergongzi, who had the late stage of the auxiliary god, was defeated by the Beitu double sword in the early stage of the auxiliary god.

Since the battle with Sima Ergongzi, Beitu Shuangjue seems to have some understanding, and he has begun to retreat again, and he has not been out of the customs until recently, and his cultivation has gone further after leaving the customs, reaching the middle stage of the auxiliary gods.

"Ha! There is a double peerless son to fight, that Dao Lang will definitely be defeated!"

"Double Peerless Son, we support you!Defeat that arrogant Dao Lang and raise the prestige of our Silver Sea God City!"

The Dao Lang in the ring seemed to have a feeling, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and stared at Beitu Shuangjue with burning eyes, unlike Beitu Shuangjue, who had a weak and quiet temperament, he was extremely belligerent, because only in battle could his cultivation advance steadily.

"Your Excellency is Beitu Shuangjue?" Dao Lang said in a heavy tone, he felt a heavy pressure from this dashing man's body, which made him very excited.

For a moment, the eyes of the two were intertwined in mid-air, not you and me, but admiring each other.

"Please!" Bei Tu Shuangjue waved his hand, and the black fairy sword flew up from under the ring and fell into his hand.

"So handsome!"

"Pick up!"

The speed was extremely fast, except for the gods at the level of auxiliary gods, who could barely see clearly, but those above the auxiliary gods couldn't see clearly at all.

At this time, under the ring, Uwen Joogen and Kagawa Fuchi arrived together.

For a while, Kagawa Fuchi was worried about Yuwen Jooyuan again in his heart, can he defeat such an opponent?

Daolang's attacks are unusually fierce, which can be said to be dignified, but his swordsmanship gives people a feeling that there is no trace.

Of course, Beitu Shuang is by no means weak, relatively speaking, he rarely makes shots, but is in the middle of dodging, and it stands to reason that he should be at a disadvantage if he is beaten so that he can only dodge.

In a word, Beitu Shuangjue's body style gives people a pleasing feeling, not in a hurry, as if everything is under control.

Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a resentful gaze coming from not far away, and when he looked up, he saw a boy in brocade staring at him coldly.