Xuanyuan Ziyi hesitated, but still did not appear in front of the two brothers, turned into a small alley in the crowd, and quickly disappeared.

As soon as the light appeared, several people immediately rushed out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and one of them was Wang Shouren, the prime minister of Southern Chu who looked ordinary.

Zhirutang has no quarrel with the world, and it is not impossible for people who cultivate truth to enter Nanchu City, but if they come in the air like this, they simply don't put Zhirutang in their eyes.

I saw him fly directly to the north of the city with a few rays of light rising to the sky, looking at the peaceful crimson light, many people who witnessed the two yellow rays showed happy looks.

Their patron saint appeared, Wang Shouren, the prime minister of Southern Chu, guarding the peace of Southern Chu, the power of Zhirutang does not seem to be as strong as the other major forces, but in any mortal country, no real master has ever dared to massacre, because there are people from Zhirutang everywhere.

And those Heavenly Rank masters in the palace who enjoy the royal worship will not stand idly by. The royal family would not allow anyone to massacre its own people, which would make the royal family lose the hearts of the people.

They are the messengers of justice, and they prevent any sect of cultivators from doing evil in the mortal city.

Of course, the cultivators of the small sect who were hired by Nanchu Xungui would not care if they did something that hurt the heavens and reason. As long as it is not a massacre and a threat to humanity, they will not bother with such idle things.

Local [1] [Ben] [Read.Novel ybdu Sect Wumen or Foreign Sect God Emperor Valley, no one wants to provoke this group of Confucian students with an excessive sense of justice.

Outside the city, the yellow light was restrained, Wang Shouren took a step forward and arched his hand: "I don't know what the two Dao brothers of the God Emperor Valley are doing here?"

"Who is my word, it turned out to be Lord Wang, my two brothers came and were looking for help from Lord Wang. "One of the people who came was fierce and evil, and the other was kind-eyed, and the two of them were the two people from the God Emperor Valley that Wu Qiutian met when he saw the Heavenly Witch Ancestor for the last time.

Wang Shouren frowned slightly: "It's okay if the two of you come to ask me for help, or if you come to me to catch up with the old days, it's probably not appropriate to be so powerful!

The vicious old man gritted his teeth, and was stopped by the kind old man when he was about to speak.

He was relatively not so hot-tempered, and he knew that this was not the time to have a conflict with Wang Shouren, so he calmly said to Wang Shouren: "Lord Wang, my two brothers came together, and they really took the liberty of eliminating traitors for the Wumen, so they didn't invite them here, and I also asked Elder Wang not to be surprised." ”

Wang Shouren didn't buy it: "It's weird, whether you do things in the Valley of the Divine Emperor or the Wumen, what do you have to do with the Confucian Hall in my knowledge?" Besides, the Valley of the Divine Emperor and the Wumen are the enemies of life and death, and it is the first time that the contemptible people have heard that the Valley of the Divine Emperor will help the Wumen. ”

The fierce old man's face changed slightly, and now the news of the existence of the Wumen in name only has been heard even by the Shimen in the West, he doesn't believe that Wang Shouren will not know this inside story.

He knew that the witch gate had been controlled now, but he still deliberately said such things, clearly saying to himself: I won't give you this face, leave quickly.

The kind old man smiled slightly: "Brother Wang, why bother to see the outside like this, Zhirutang and the Divine Emperor Valley have always been friendly, although this time I came a little recklessly, but it did not hurt the innocent, there was a misunderstanding, and please Brother Wang Don't be surprised." ”

"Hmph, come and go, your God Emperor Valley is used to being powerful, but as long as I have Wang Shouren in Nanchu, you don't want to come nonsense. Wang Shouren said angrily.

The aura emanating from the two old men made him not sure that he was against him, but Zhirutang's face could not be lost, and he had to pretend to be calm.

The fierce old man stepped forward, and his already fierce face showed a hideous look, and the old man with kind eyebrows smiled and said: "Brother Wang, why bother the two of us, they are just two juniors, and they will not hurt the innocent people in the city." ”

"What junior?" Wang Shouren's face was full of doubts.

"The junior of the Wumen, stealing the ancestral spirit of the Wumen and escaping outside, we have been looking for his traces but have not succeeded. The kind old man's eyes shone with a slight cold light, but he still said quietly on the surface.

Wang Shouren touched his goatee and laughed: "Brother God, don't embarrass the old man, two juniors from the Wumen Sect, why are the two of them sure that they are in Wuling City? The old man said that there are no two people in the city, but there is no, and the god brother can't believe it?"

"Wang Shouren, you old man don't have to make an inch, my brothers persuade you not to listen, don't force the old man to do it. Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know that those two boys are hiding in your prime minister's mansion, my brothers and sisters just don't want to tear their faces when they talk to you, if you are blindly obsessed, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Wang Shouren shouted violently: "Xuanyuan is not to blame, what kind of thing are you, a person who was expelled from the division by the Divine Emperor Valley and returned to the division with the blessing of his brother, what qualifications do you have to shout at the old man." ”

The worship in the palace arrived in time, and the kind old man had a gloomy face, knowing that Wang Shouren was planning to protect Wu Qiutian to the end. Suddenly, he turned his gaze and saw that Xuanyuan Wuyi had a tendency to get angry, so he hurriedly transmitted the sound.

The fierce old man Xuanyuan Wujiao, who was picked up from the old bottom, felt that he couldn't suppress his anger, and there was a transmission from his brother in his ears, he let go of his body, and the kind old man suddenly stepped forward, and Xuanyuan Wujiao wanted to rush into the city from the other side.

As long as it is not a head-on conflict, it is naturally difficult to start with the worship in the palace. If these people kill the people of Southern Chu, they will definitely not stand idly by. But if they just rush into the city, they definitely won't be nosy.

"You stop him!" Wang Shouren commanded the people around him, and then flew in the direction where Xuanyuan Wuyi was.

Wu Qiutian, who was wandering around the street, only felt a suffocating coercion rushing towards him, sweeping the entire street. The ordinary people around who didn't have any cultivation skills directly turned into ashes under this coercion. A red mist covered the streets, and the smell of blood was faintly visible.

A black light directly enveloped his body, Xuanyuan Wuyi's hands were claw-shaped, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the target was directly at Wu Qiutian's dantian.

Seeing ordinary people being killed, Wang Shouren was furious: "Xuanyuan is not to blame, you bastard, you dare to kill the people in Wuling City." Today, the old man will let you have no return, and the Valley of the Divine Emperor will also pay the price for your reckless behavior. ”

This is not a threat, this is the power that follows the wrath.

The eyes of the two palace worshippers shrank, they didn't expect that Xuanyuan Wujiao would really kill in Wuling City.

One of the blue-clothed old men stepped forward and formed a huge light shield with Wu Qiutian as the center, which was a protective magic circle, which was able to prevent Xuanyuan from harming the other people.

The other old man was ready to make a move, but before he could do it, Wang Shouren and Xuanyuan Wujiao fought together.

is also a heaven-level powerhouse, and the two of them are only one or two levels higher than Wang Shouren, compared with Xuanyuan Wujiao, this kind of battle is difficult for ordinary people to get involved.

Now that Wang Shouren had already made a move, the two simply stood by and watched, no longer paying attention to the two fighting, but concentrating on vigilance to prevent the two from inadvertently hurting people.

Confucianism has the strength to make the Valley of the Gods pay the price, but Confucianism has never asked about the rights and wrongs of the Xiuzhen sect, since the Confucianism broke the joint attack of Shushan and Kunlun Orthodox Daomen thousands of years ago, this is the first time that someone dares to kill ordinary people on such a large scale.

Xuanyuan's blameless figure stagnated for a moment, Wu Qiutian knew that he had no power to fight back in front of this kind of heaven-level master, and the other party's target was obviously himself, so he didn't even think about it, so he didn't think about it and wanted to hide behind Wang Shouren.

This stagnation bought him time, but Xuanyuan's speed was not at all comparable to his juniors. Xuanyuan, who was extremely fast, did not wait for Wang Shouren's rescue to arrive, and stopped Wu Qiutian at once.

Wu Qiutian, who was already desperate in his heart, did not sit still, but reached out and released the witch breath in the form of sword intent, even if he couldn't cause too much damage to the other party, he couldn't just let him kill him.

The moment he saw the ruthless old man, Wu Qiutian found that this person was one of the two old men who pursued the Heavenly Witch Ancestor, and under the anger, he knew that he could not do it, and in the mortal environment, he also inspired his infinite fighting spirit.

At this moment, Xiao San rushed out of his body and turned into a big bird, and Xiao San's body exuded a coercion comparable to that of a Heaven Rank powerhouse.

However, that is only coercion, not real strength.

Xuanyuan Wuyi was stunned for a moment, snorted coldly, and a pale yellow gas took on the appearance of a big knife, turning gas into a knife, this is a unique ability of a heaven-level powerhouse, different from Wu Qiutian's sword intent, this is an entity technique that people below the heaven-level cannot condense.

Wu Qiutian looked at Xiao San, who had become a big bird, in a daze, he never expected that the injured Xiao San could still have such a strong strength.

As soon as Xuanyuan Wuyi saw Xiao San, he was slightly stunned, and the tangible knife qi in his hand slashed at Xiao San without hesitation. After blooming the fire that only today's intersection can emit, Xiao San's mouth flame erupted, different from the flame attached to the surface of its body, this flame did not have any temperature when it appeared.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Wuyi's originally relaxed expression became solemn, all fires between heaven and earth have temperatures, and the only kind of hell fire has a slightly lower temperature, but like this kind of flame that has no temperature at all, only the legendary heavenly realm has it.

The black flames struck again, and Xuanyuan couldn't help but whisper: "Divine Beast!"

While drawing a circle with both hands, he used his divine breath to dissolve the black flames spewing out of Xiao San's mouth, and at the same time looked at Wu Qiutian with strange eyes, he never expected that this little-known kid who watched the mountains would be guarded by divine beasts by his side.

Wu Qiu, who didn't know all this, was afraid that Xiao San would be hurt and wanted to recall the dissipation, but Xiao San had already fought with Xuanyuan Wujiao, and he knew that he couldn't help, so he retreated back step by step.

There was a touch of ruthlessness in Xiao San's eyes, and it was still in its infancy, and it was also at the end of its strong crossbow at this time, but when he thought that once he was defeated, Wu Qiutian would be killed by this ruthless old man, and he used all his strength to stimulate the flames in his body.

Suddenly, both a man and a bird were shrouded in black flames.

Wang Shouren was already very close at this time, but he didn't dare to approach this black flame, and the people of the Confucian Hall relied on the support of a righteous qi, and they could not be afraid of the evil in the world, but their own mana might not be deep.

Although he is a little stronger than Xuanyuan Wujiao, he does not have as many talisman weapons on Xuanyuan Wujiao.

Anxiously wanting to break through, he saw Xiao San's extraordinary place in the distance, but at this time it was too late for rescue, he flew over and grabbed Wu Qiutian and was about to leave.

The black flame suddenly shook, and Xiao San spat out golden blood, stumbling a few steps and turning into a small bird, and then burrowed into Wu Qiutian's neck in one fell swoop.