These three people were so angry that they were about to vomit blood, and they were still soft-hearted! Thinking of this, the three of them knew that there was no way back, and they all sacrificed magic weapons, understanding that Maode sacrificed a wooden flute, Zhao Tonghe sacrificed a Nine Shadows Linglong Bell is also a sonic attack magic weapon, Wan Qiran sacrificed a dragon ruler, and attacked Wentian together, their idea was to capture the thief and capture the king first, but this was their wishful thinking, the dog and the roe deer had already regarded them as their own food, and they were not willing to lag behind and rushed to their own goals, and they all looked at the rest of the other demon beasts with their eyes is greedy. [Ran^Text^Library] []

The dog attacked first, it opened its mouth and spit out the Howling Moon Thunderbolt Slash, this Howling Moon Thunderbolt Slash has light and the thunder rumbles very powerfully, the lightning released is shaped like a small sword, uninterrupted continuous attack, the target it chooses is to understand Maode, the continuous small sword of the Dog makes Dong Maode tired to deal with, suddenly there is a crisp sound, Dong Maode's wooden flute is hit into two sections, he spurts out a mouthful of blood, and his expression becomes sluggish. As soon as the dog saw it, it urged the spiritual power even more, so that the lightning sword attacked Dong Maode like rain, the gap was already big, and in a few breaths, Dong Maode was full of blood and dying, and the dog opened his mouth and sucked the half-dead Dong Maode into his mouth, and chewed it with a clatter, a rattle.

At this time, the battle of the roe deer is also coming to an end, he chose Zhao Tonghe, at this time Zhao Tonghe was trampled under the feet of the roe deer, but he also had to admire Zhao Tonghe's tenacity, although he was on all fours, his face was down, but he was still shaking his Jiuyou Linglong Bell, at this time the Jiuyou Linglong Bell had no attack power, his dantian had been shattered by the roe deer and could not run the spiritual power, the Jiuyou Linglong Bell is now emitting a pure wind chime, which is very crisp and pleasant, but this wonderful sound is very incongruous with this scene, the roe deer listened carefully for a while, shook its big head, as if he knew music very well, raised his claws and picked up the Jiuyou Linglong Bell, shook it and put it into his storage bag, secretly looked at Wentian again, and put away Zhao Tonghe's storage bag, and then ate Zhao Tonghe.

Now only Wan Qiran is left, he was stunned and took the Panlong ruler, knelt down, kowtowed like pounding garlic and begged for mercy, "I am willing to hand over my soul blood, just ask for me to live." ”

Wen Tian said coldly, "You people, you are afraid of evil and evil, which means that good and evil will be rewarded in the end." Today I will avenge the innocent people you have harmed. After Wentian finished speaking, he cut off Wan Qiran's head with a wave of the five-change hook, but it didn't destroy his soul, and said coldly, "Be a good person in the next life."

The dog and the roe deer couldn't wait any longer, the two beasts scrambled and tore apart, tearing the headless Wan Qiran's body apart, and then shared the food, and asked the heavens, "You two have divided the things of the four of them, this can make the dog and the roe deer happy, how can there be these treasures in the demon beast world! The two of them took the ownerless storage bag, and returned to the spirit beast ring with the elixir, spirit grass, and various low-level magic weapons inside.

Wang Han had already taken a fancy to the Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword that Wu Yu took out, the Jade Ice Sword she was using now and the Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword were put together, there was no comparison at all, but she was not good at asking the heavens, she knew the preciousness and value of this Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword, who would give away the first-grade immortal treasure in her hands.

"This is for you," asked God.

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, she looked at Wentian in disbelief, only to see Wentian holding the Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword in his hand and handing it to her, Wang Han said shyly, "This is too precious, I can't ask for it." ”

"You take it, I have a five-change hook and I don't need this Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword. ”

Wang Han took the Luohua Qingfeng Sword in surprise, thanked Wentian, fought with his hands, forced out a drop of blood, and pointed it on the Luohua Qingfeng Sword, and suddenly the illusory flowers in the house flew everywhere, and there was a faint fragrance wafting out, Wang Han danced a sword flower, and a little flying flower fell from the sky, surrounding Wang Han in it, and the embellishment of the flying flowers made Wang Han more like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world. Wentian smiled and looked at Wang Han like a flower. They looked at each other, Wang Han lowered his head shyly, setting off the delicate little face, which was pink and pretty, adding a bit of grace.

Asking God to say "beautiful"

Wang Han squirmed, not knowing what to say. The gap between Wang Han's current appearance as a little woman and the cold beauty in front of others is too big. Wen Tian laughed and said, "Fairy, can we go and count the treasures here?"

"Villain" Wang Han blushed shyly, whispered, and hurriedly turned around and walked out of the room, the looting of the treasure place is the most exciting thing, and Wang Han is no exception.

When they came out, they went straight to the front hall, where there were a dozen or so fellows, whispering.

You don't see how beautiful that woman is, her face is like a peach blossom, her hands are like soft wattles, her skin is like clotted fat, her collar is like a grub, and her teeth are like a rhinoceros.

"Will the young master be rewarded to us like before when he is tired of playing?" said a fellow.

"Then don't we have a good fortune too," said the other guy with a smile.

When Wang Han heard their words, his hands trembled slightly with anger. Directly sacrificed the Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword, and killed these people in a few ups and downs, how could a few monks in the Agile Period withstand Wang Han's angry blow.

Wentian also wanted to do it, but looking at Wang Han's ruthless methods, he knew that she was really angry, so he didn't make a move, and let her deal with these ** guys out of anger.

Wang Han is also the first time to kill people with the Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword, this flying colorful flower will automatically absorb blood, the flying flower that absorbs more blood is dark red, and the less absorbed is pink, which makes this bloody scene appear beautiful, Wang Han was also stunned when he saw it. This made her like this Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword even more, the girl herself doesn't like to kill, she can't help but kill herself, and she can be as beautiful as a picture, which female cultivator doesn't like it. Wang Hanzhen stroked the Falling Flower Qingfeng Sword for a while before putting it away.

Ask the sky and laugh darkly, a woman is a woman.

"Take whatever you see. "Ask God.

"En" Wang Han agreed without stopping, and began to collect the items here.

Wen Tian couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, he was really superfluous.

After Wentian and Wang Han took away all the things in the Yueqi Pavilion from top to bottom, Wang Han's woman's personality showed again, only to see that she began to dismantle the house again to get wood, and the storage bags were not enough, fortunately, the Yueqi Pavilion was not short of this, and the two of them finished loading the things removed from the Yueqi Pavilion, Wentian looked back at Wang Han, and couldn't help but laugh and saw Wang Han busy with fragrant sweat. Wentian only took the valuable ones, and he finished them in a while, and looked back at Wang Han, who was dismantling a piece of thousand-year-old ironwood on the floor, this ironwood was extremely hard, and when Wentian turned around, he was catching up with Wang Han bowing his head and taking the jade ice sword to pry the floor, his clothes drooped, completely exposing the two snow-white soft steamed buns on his chest, and he was flustered when he saw it. Wang Han's hard work was about to call Wentian for help, but he found that Wentian was looking at his chest uprightly, and said coquettishly, "Look at that, I can't come over to help." Wang Han suddenly remembered something, his face turned crimson, he hurriedly sorted out the clothes on his chest, and he was also panicked when he asked the sky, like a child who had done something wrong, and pried up the floor with his hands and feet. Wang Han couldn't help but laugh like a silver bell when he saw Wentian like this.

After all the busyness, he asked the sky to look at this Yue Qi Pavilion, originally he wanted to burn this place with a fireball technique, but now look, there is no need for this, this place has been abandoned. Soon after Wen Tian and Wang Han walked out of the Yueqi Pavilion, there was a loud bang behind them, the Yueqi Pavilion collapsed, the ruins were basically rubble, and the wood and good materials were taken away by Wang Han.

After Wentian and Wang Han left, the people around them slowly surrounded each other, and they all turned their heads and said, "This shop has been looted, it's really bold."

"What do you know, I heard that a new force has recently risen and destroyed Wuthering Heights," a casual cultivator whispered to his companion.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the territory of the Wending Gate, be careful to let them hear, your life is in danger" The companion of the loose cultivator stopped him and said further, and the person also looked around and stopped talking.

A few days later, a team of monks could have about twenty people, standing in front of the ruins of Yueqi Pavilion with a gloomy face, led by an old man, dressed in white, because of the strong coercion unconsciously released by anger, causing the people around to retreat in trembling.

"Are you sure it's just the Yueqi Pavilion that the two of you ransacked?" said the old man.

"Great Elder, I'm sure, after they came out, the Yueqi Pavilion was ruined, and the young master and the others died," a buddy-like spiritual period monk said timidly, this guy was the only one who survived, he escaped this catastrophe because he went out, and when he came back, he saw Wentian and Wang Han walking out, this guy knew that he was not an opponent, and he didn't dare to follow so he had to go back to Wendingmen to report the news.

When Wu Li heard that his son was dead, he was angry and wanted to kill this guy and bury his son, but he was stopped by the third elder Xi Wu, this Xi Wu is not a good kind, but he killed people before the problem was clarified, and it felt inappropriate to cut off the source.

After hearing this, Wu Li wanted to immediately go to the ancient city of Shixue to wash in blood, but was stopped by the third elder Song Wu.

"Door master, I know the pain of your loss of a child, but now we are facing a powerful opponent who can't be seen, if he kills people in one place, we will wash it in blood, it won't take long, without the enemy's action, everyone in the world will be against us, no matter how strong we are, we can kill all the people in the world!"

Song Wu's words made Wu Li calm down, now that he is in the bright and the opponent is in the dark, he will fall into the trap if he is not careful, thinking of this ass and sitting on the chair.

"Sect Master, we can't mess up now, I think you can't go now, it's best to let the Great Elder deal with it instead of you, you can only ensure the stability of the sect's disciples' hearts by sitting in the Winning Sect," Second Elder Qiu Yun said.

"The Great Elder will bother you to deal with it, and ask who is secretly doing it, and we will destroy his sect," Wu Li said hatefully.

Great Elder Xiwu was ordered to bring his proud disciples and rushed to Shixue Ancient City day and night.

When the elder Xiwu of the Wendingmen came, Wentian and Wang Han had already left, watching many years of hard work being looted, the calm Xiwu stomped his feet angrily, and Shixue, the small city lord of Shixue Ancient City, stood by Xiwu's side in fear.

"They were all gone when I knew it?" explained the Snow City Lord.

"Hmph, you can do it yourself, this time I asked you for a favor in front of the door master, or I would have destroyed you earlier" Xiwu said coldly.

"Yes, yes, how can I not know the friendship of the great elder, this is a little heart, please accept it" Shixue took out a storage bag and quietly handed it to Xiwu, who was not polite and put it in his storage bag with a lift.

Shi Xue is a spirit infant junior monk, although she is also a spirit child, she does not dare to compete with the Wending Sect.

Seeing that the Great Elder accepted his own 50,000 spirit stones, he felt a little relieved, he heard today that Yueqi Pavilion was destroyed and Wuyu died, he was so frightened that he didn't sleep for a few days, he didn't dare to run if he wanted to, what should he do if he ran away with his own family, it was absolutely impossible for hundreds of people to run if they wanted to. So he could only wait for the wrath of the winning door.

Unexpectedly, Wendingmen let himself go so easily, and secretly wiped a cold sweat, he didn't know that if it wasn't for Wentian to kill Wendingmen disciples everywhere, Wu Li wouldn't want to make too many enemies and would have wiped him out earlier.

Xiwu checked for a long time and didn't see what sect it was, only knew that it was a man and a woman, and didn't know anything else, there was no way that the person had left, and he could only go back to the mountain to report after scolding for a while.

Wu Li, who won the door, was looking at the minced meat on the ground with a sad face at this time, this was his son Wu Yu, his soul was destroyed, Wu Li gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who it is, I will definitely destroy you all over the door" Suddenly someone outside reported, saying that someone from Chuyuan Villa was visiting. When Wu Li heard this, he hurriedly went out to greet him, Chu Yuan Villa was a giant existence, and he couldn't compare with this winning door at all, and when he came to the door, he saw three black-robed monks looking at him with cold eyes, and these three people exuded a faint bloody aura, and at first glance they were murderous and ruthless characters, Wu Li hurriedly smiled and said, "The three Taoist chiefs are please."

The three of them didn't answer, they raised their legs and entered the main hall, and the black-robed monk who went in first found a few pieces of flesh and blood on the ground, and was slightly stunned, and said with a bitter face, "Xiao'er was killed, and there was not even a whole corpse." ”

The black-robed man said, "Who killed it?"

"I don't know," Wu said.

The black-robed man said, "Do you know about the destruction of Wuthering Heights?"

"I know, but I don't know who did it," Wu Li said.

The black-robed man slowly took off the black veil, revealing an emaciated face, and the eyes on his face showed a sharp gaze.

"I am the young master of Chuyuan Villa, Leyang Mountain, they are He Xing and Kong Li of the Law Enforcement Hall, Wuthering Heights has some relationship with our Chuyuan Villa, this time it is for the destruction of Wuthering Heights and the slaughter of its disciples, if the head of Wuthering Heights knows something, I hope to tell you.

Wu Li hurriedly said, "Wuthering Heights and Wending Gate have always been harmonious, this time Wuthering Heights was destroyed, I am also very sad, I guess that the child's death is also related to the killing of Wuthering Heights' male and female demons, the initial suspicion is that Wentian did, but the last demon conference has seriously injured him, according to the time calculation, Wentian should not have the strength to kill Wuthering Heights, I also have no clue now, Wu Li sighed, and told Leyang Mountain what he knew