After the discussion, Fang Xianjun closed his defense against the eyes of the elder of the Yu family who chose people. The five inner gate immortal kings all rushed to the front, and their powerful aura immediately forced the rest of the people who were surrounding the left to retreat.

The situation is already like this, Dongfang Tuo feels that there is no hope of getting treasures, and he also thinks that he will not do his best, so it is really hard to achieve.

He simply put down his thoughts of taking treasures and only guarded Xu Yi, who was still sleepy. If it were not for criticism from his fellow disciples, he really wanted to lead everyone to leave immediately.

In a blink of an eye, another half cup of tea passed.

In addition to the cave, except for the five inner gate immortal kings and Fang Xianjun, the eight people of the two divine Yuan elders of the Yu family, the rest of them were avoided far away under the repeated tentative attacks of the eight divine Yuan strongmen on the white energy.

I don’t know if the attack had worked or the white air was released to the end, but gradually, the faint white air finally became thinner and finally disappeared.

The white air just dissipates, and the violent strange fragrance surges out from the cave and the like. The strange fragrance touches the skin, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The Qixiang was released, and the eight powerful people of the Yuan Dynasty shot straight into the cave.

Seeing that Elder Yu, who was leading the way, was about to break into the cave, suddenly a cold light flashed and a fierce murderous intent rushed towards him.

The eight powerful men were all shocked and their souls stopped. Then they heard a song coming in.

"I have a sword, and I have been detained by dust for a long time. I have been born all over the world and slaughtered all over the sky and the earth.

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The singing is clear and not loud, but it is like a rushing sky.

The song settled, and a man in blue clothes was now in front of him. The man was in his early thirties, with ink hair draped over his shoulders, nine feet long, and an ordinary face, but his eyes were like lacquer and radio, which was extremely wonderful.

As soon as the man appeared, all the six inner immortals changed drastically, staring at the man in blue, his fearful expressions were beyond words.

The man in green didn't look at everyone, and walked straight towards the cave. With a wave of his hand, he all included the seven purple treasures into the Sumeru Ring.

The divine mind locked the jade corpse again and wanted to collect it, but found that the space in the Sumeru Ring could not establish contact with the jade corpse.

The man in green walked to the jade corpse, gently stroked the top of the jade corpse's head, and whispered: "Jade muscles and bones! Under such violent spiritual energy, not only does it not corrupt, but it has such a fate. I really don't know what kind of magical skills you practiced during your lifetime."

After saying that, his divine thoughts were released, and he had already lifted the jade corpse out of thin air, turned around and left.

Finally, the eight powerful people in the world who were still quiet all shook their bodies and surrounded the man in green.

The man in green smiled and said, "Is the connection done?"

A look of shame flashed across everyone's face. Just now, the man in green took action to get the treasure, but no one dared to take action. In addition to being really anxious, everyone was also communicating with each other's thoughts.

Yin Jun Song Tianfang said coldly: "Wang Yao, you are too arrogant and you just treat us as if nothing. When you take the purple treasure, we didn't interfere, just gave you face, but you didn't expect that you were so arrogant. You wanted to take away all the treasures in the cave in one fell swoop. Is there a little we were waiting for in your eyes?"

As soon as the word "Wang Yao" came out, the people who stopped far away from home and watched for thousands of miles made huge screams.

In the Donghua Immortal Sect camp, the middle-aged man with a sword in his arms said in surprise, "Wang Yao, is this person the legendary Dust Sword King Yao?"

Song Qiuhu sneered, "If it weren't him, who else could it be? Who could be the same as the inner sect immortal king, and he could suppress the eight major Yuan powerhouses so fearful!"

Dongfang Tuo sighed, "This is a stunning genius. It is rumored that his dust sword has melted the meaning of killing, and has all the five elements. He has become a perfect god embryo. Just wait for Wang Yao to break through the five revolutions of the true essence and can immediately create the treasure of the god. He is really a legendary figure!"

Everyone onlookers were shocked by the identity of the man in blue, but Wang Yao did not fluctuate the changes in the scene at all. But when he saw him smiling, "Brother Song's words are too much. How can I take away all the treasures? Isn't that golden box left for you? Aren't you going to have any bad luck, so I will cry again with those old men, and Wang can't stand it."

Everyone then came back to the point that the king's surname was leaving behind the golden box, but to stop talking, this guy had to take into account the discussion of the immortal sect.

The courageous man suddenly became stronger, and the Red Eye Taoist said coldly, "At this point, I advise Brother Wang not to have a verbal dispute. What's going on here? Please ask Brother Wang to draw the story."

Wang Yao's smile became more and more intense, "What is the way to draw? I really blush for you. You want to fight but don't dare to fight, but you still want to divide the benefits. I cherish my life like this, and what kind of immortals can I ask for? I am really ashamed to be with you and others."

"It's useless to say more, let's see the truth in your hand!"

After the fairy in blue said that, she rushed towards Wang Yao.

Wang Yao laughed, "A group of men, who are not as proud as a woman, are really ashamed of being a man."

While laughing, he calmly avoided the fairy in blue and fierce attack.

As the fairy in the blue-clothed world took the lead, everyone extinguished their thoughts of regaining the situation and launched an attack on Wang Yao at the same time.

As soon as the eight major Yuan battles, Wang Yao, started fighting, the other monks flew into the distance, fearing that they would have a violent impact and affect themselves.

The eight major dot-yuan powerhouses fight with all their strength. Each move is not weaker than the power of the talisman. They are three or four miles apart and five hundred feet apart. Eight dot-yuan powerhouses surround Wang Yao in the center. The abundant five elements spiritual power gathers terrible power. Every time the spiritual power is intertwined, a large black hole will collapse.

The terrifying adsorption power of the black hole will surely disappear if it is touched slightly.

After only a few breaths, the eight major Yuan powerhouses had attacked dozens of attacks. What's strange is that Wang Yao actually returned the attack, and the green-clothed clothes floated, wandering in various spiritual power fields, but he could always avoid the attack storm by tricks and tricks, and was not injured.

"You don't need to hold back. If Wang dies in battle, Wang deserves it. The Imperial Martial Palace will never look for a follow-up account. If you don't do your best, this fight will be meaningless."

In the spiritual violence scene where black holes appear frequently, Wang Yao could speak easily.

This scene alone caused countless onlookers to be completely heartbroken.

Even Xu Yi, who had always been fighting against the strange white aura, could not help but feel attentive, paying attention to this shocking battle, and secretly marveling at Wang Yao's methods.

He thought to himself that even if he had practiced the Xuanting Body Tempering Art, he would be as easy and easy as Wang Yao to be able to easily and easily in such a violent spiritual storm attack, and that would never be possible.

Of course, Xu Yi has the spare time to pay attention to changes on the battlefield, which is naturally inseparable from his own situation.

Just as Wang Yao rubbed the jade corpse's head, the strange white aura suddenly lost control and began to scatter, eroding inch by inch, hurting the body.

However, this kind of erosion and damage, Xu Yi felt, was much better than the previous orderly tossing the tendons and the meridians.
Chapter completed!