The chaotic Dayan Holy Land finally became quiet.

The elders and disciples of the holy land such as Su Tianshuo, Su Che were scattered everywhere, and they were still scared and could not be determined.

The sudden changes and rescues that happened made them feel a little dazed when they had just lifted the ban.

"Diet?"

The king fell from the sky and fell heavily on the thief's head.

"Rareless!! Is my head possible?"

The big thief flipped his head and bit the king in one bite, chewing it in his mouth like chewing candy beans.

But… “Click!”

A crisp sound of shattering burst out in his mouth, the big thief froze all over, his pupils slightly enlarged! Are you chewing it?

?

?

"Ahhhh! What did you do! Open it! Open it! Open it! Open it for me!"

The king cried out in a tragic voice and struggled violently to climb out.

"You're so crispy!"

The big thief looked at the king's tortoise shell in a daze. He really bit it to pieces?

Crispy Turtle! "You bastard, have you forgotten to use me as a shield?

Have you forgotten that you still have dragon horns stuck in your body?"

The king roared in grief and anger. It had not dispelled all the enclosed energy in its body. It was the most fragile time, and the giant dragon bone crocodile inserted its dragon horns at the most violent time. How could it withstand such tossing?

"Accident...Accident..." "Ahhhh, I want to become stronger, I want to become a semi-saint, no, I want to enter the Holy Spirit, I want to take revenge! I want to stew you, a big crocodile!"

"Accident, I apologize!"

"Broken! Breaking! Shame!! The grand black turtle, bitten by a crocodile!"

"Be quiet! I apologize!"

"Ahhhh..." "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The big thief thrust his claws, and the bang sounded muffled. The king flew out like a millstone and smashed into the ruins.

Django shook his head when he saw it. There were only two such top-notch products in the new world that were dug out by them.

Jiang Yi fell from the sky and fell into the ruins. He looked at the bloody second elder and said to the thief: "I did a good job, the Supreme Dragon Gate is officially yours.

Activate the bloodline and enter the Holy Spirit!”

"Haha, it's refreshing! It's refreshing!"

The thief shook his body violently, and his excitement could not be suppressed. He banged twice at the second elder below.

As a result, the second elder's brain cracked and he died on the spot.

"Dead?

?”

The big thief grinned and asked carefully: "Is it useful to keep it?"

"It's useless, I'll refine it for the king! Is he a demon-sealing spiritual pattern or the second elder of the Imperial Dao? There are many treasure bones and treasures sealed in his body, which accumulates to two or three half saints."

"ah?

real?

Mine! Mine!!”

The king had just crawled out of the ruins in front, and heard the sound of a cry of sound. His four claws rushed over and flew over.

"No one robs you, come, dog, jump up."

The thief shook his claws and made a loud noise, slapped the king on the ground with the body of the second elder.

"You are waiting!! I will never finish this king and you!"

The king hid the second elder and walked to the side angrily.

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you half-saint, I'm going to want the Holy Spirit."

The thief smiled all over his face and finally could fully integrate the Supreme Dragon Horn. This is a treasure of the dragon clan that can only be born from tens of thousands of dragons. It should be able to stimulate its dragon bone bloodline and enter the realm of the Holy Spirit.

Happiness, so happy.

Jiang Yi found Su Tianshuo: "Uncle, where is Nian'er, haven't you come?"

Su Tianshuo came back to his senses a little, shook his head and said, "We just came back and didn't see Nian'er."

"Did you go directly to the northwest?"

Jiang Yi frowned slightly. That girl would have gone straight to the northwest to take revenge.

"You...why are you here?"

Su Tianshuo received the news that Jiang Yi was hiding everywhere, probably entering the Beihai.

“Just come back.

I'm sorry, I've been implicated."

Jiang Yi didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Sect actually sent someone again. He had no worries, so he could just kill him?

"We have dragged you down, disrupted your plans, and forced you to show up."

Su Tianshuo knew that Jiang Yi was sensitive and as long as he was exposed, he would attract the arrest of the Cang Xuan Emperor Taoists.

"It seems that the Wandao Divine Cult is going to use the declaration of war to kill you to return to Zushan Mountain, or it may be to capture you father and son and coerce Min'er.

In short, don’t stay here anymore. Arrange ordinary disciples to seek shelter outside. The main personnel will take a detour and sneak to Zushan as quickly as possible."

Jiang Yi must arrive in the northwest as soon as possible to prevent Nian'er from being impulsive.

Su Che was sad: "Jiang Yi, don't tell Nian'er... Mother is dead, so as not to irritate her."

Jiang Yi's expression changed drastically: "Aunt Lin is dead?"

Su Che shook his head in pain, with tears in his eyes: "My mother ate blood beads that can record the surrounding scenes, took risks and consumed her life in exchange for information.

She was taken to the Ten Thousand Divine Sect and died after being plundered from memory.

The Divine Church knows Nian'er's identity, but she still doesn't know where she is hiding.

You have to stop her from impulsively and hide the news of her mother's death.

Wait until you have the ability to take revenge."

Jiang Yi frowned and angry burst out: "Aunt Lin... When did he die?"

Su Tianshuo shook his head in pain: "The specific situation is not clear, but he should have passed away."

"You go back to Zushan, I will try my best to solve Aunt Lin's affairs."

Jiang Yi suddenly rose into the air and asked Django and the others to leave.

"Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi..." Su Tianshuo wanted to stop Jiang Yi. After all, the human being was dead, and the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Sect was even more imperial. He really didn't want Jiang Yi to be impulsive anymore, otherwise he would be doomed if he fell into the trap.

Su Che looked at Jiang Yi's back as he walked away, and his sad expression was even more complicated: "Father, I want to leave the holy land."

Su Tianshuo looked back at him: "What did you just say?"

"I am very lucky to be born in a holy land, protecting the people and maintaining peace in the west. I have also vowed to inherit your will, protect the holy land of Dayan, and protect this mountain range.

But..." Su Che was silent for a long time and murmured: "I suddenly realized that sometimes... what I need to protect precious things is not fame, but strength! I am not questioning the concept of the holy land, but... When the world is peaceful, we can restrain the world with morality. When the world is in chaos, strength can win respect and protect the people.

I cannot change the attitude of the Holy Land, I can only leave the Holy Land. I want to become stronger and I want to take revenge!”

Su Tianshuo opened his mouth to comfort his injured son, but he swallowed silently when he reached his throat.

Yes, when the world is peaceful, the morality of the holy land can restrain the royal family and influence the imperial way, but when the world falls into chaos and war sweeps the world, the only thing that can truly shock the strong clans and protect the people is strength.

It's like an encounter in the Holy Land of Dayan.

The enemy can even be easily slaughtered, so what do they use to protect this land?

The land in the northwest! Three hundred miles east of the Ten Thousand Divine Cult! The Zushan Negotiation Team led by the Holy Lord Wuhui waited for the representatives sent by the Divine Cult! After all, the matter is very serious, and both sides need to have a good talk face to face.

Especially in Zushan, they have never set off a war, and they are even more reluctant to go to war unless they have to. Therefore, they came here in a mighty way, so that the people of the world can see their attitude - to give the Ten Thousand Divine Cults a chance to explain, rather than rudely using evil to control evil.

"Who is the three elders of the inner sect?

?”

The third elder rode a golden-scale lion, raised his head slightly, and was arrogant.

Since Zushan took the initiative to come to negotiate, it was still in their territory, of course, it was best to suppress Zushan delegation.

The Holy Lord Wuhui looked at his bad appearance and responded without hesitation: "Three Elders?

Is it the one who took away the imperial soldiers from the abyss of Shangcang's ancient city?
To be continued...