Xie Bonian and Yuan Cangshu rushed to Muyuntian Palace with their disciples. As soon as they stepped into the gilded gate, Xie Bonian was stunned. There was no trace of the once glorious appearance in Muyuntian Palace.

The red walls and glazed tiles have turned into charred ruins. There are many bloody corpses outside the collapsed palace.

The entire Muyun Tian Palace is only one place in Tongtian Tower or is complete.

Under the Tower of Tongtian, the ghost-faced silver feather guards lined up the formation. Wu Yueji, who was led, stood on the sword, under the black windbreaker, a bright red gauze dress fluttered in the wind.

Opposite Wu Yueji, Bai Luo stood on a giant dragon, looking coldly at Wu Yueji, Zong Ye, Xie Jinyan and Yuan Yuzhu followed Bai Luo with swordsmanship.

What surprised Xie Bonian even more was that there were hundreds of people standing in front of Wu Yueji, the corpses of the previous Yuan clan leader who had been lost in the Yuan clan seal pile.

Those people stood in a wall like hundreds of puppets, their eyes seemed to be dead for a moment, but Xie Bonian could feel the murderous aura coming from those people hundreds of meters away.

Those people were once a hero, but now they are marked with the mark of the Northern Yin Fire Evil on their necks.

Although there were only seven people in Bai Luo, the giant dragon hovered. The tiger soul of Bai Luo was shining with golden light beside the dragon. The invisible pressure dropped from the sky and pressed against everyone's heads. Although there were hundreds of people behind Wu Yueji, he did not dare to act rashly.

Yuan Yuzhu looked at the familiar faces or who had only seen them on the ancestral hall portraits, and her eyes were bloodshot. These were all the ancestors of his Yuan clan!

Besides, these people are all in Wu Yueji's hands, so Yan Zhu must be there too!

Yuan Yuzhu, Bai Luo and others rushed to the Tower of Tongtian. He thought he would see Yan Zhu in a trap with a firearm buried.

However, those disciples who were almost all Mu Yuntian Palace who were unwilling to surrender to Wu Yueji before they fell into it.

Yuan Yuzhu yelled at Wu Yueji: "Demon! Let Yan Zhu go!"

Wu Yueji raised the corner of her mouth and glanced at Yuan Yuzhu: "Yan Zhu has something else to do. Do you want me to let him go? Then you might as well ask him if he is willing to leave."

Yuan Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

Wu Yueji stopped looking at Yuan Yuzhu and stared at the middle-aged man beside Bai Luo and said, "Xiao Mingjing, I underestimated you!"

Xiao Mingjing took off the human skin mask from his face. His eyes were red, and his hatred made the Tianlang sword in his hand keep buzzing.

"Wu Yueji, my disciples of Mu Yuntian Palace also respect you, "You actually attacked them!" My father took you in and raised a tiger!"

Wu Yueji said disapprovingly: "Who made you and your elder brother so incompetent?"

"My elder brother's death is indeed related to you!"

Wu Yueji smiled softly: "So what? Dead people are much cuter than living people."

After saying that, Wu Yueji hooked her finger gently. A whistle from Wang Ji crossed the sky, and Xiao Mingfeng jumped out of the crowd.

Like those ancestors of the Yuan clan, Xiao Mingfeng's eyes also looked at Xiao Mingjing without a moment. There was also a Northern Yin Fire Evil on Xiao Mingfeng's neck.

Wu Yueji said casually: "Go."

Xiao Mingfeng received Wu Yueji's order, and his hand hanging beside him suddenly raised, and the fire suddenly soared into the sky and pointed directly at Xiao Mingjing.

Xiao Mingjing held the Tianlang Sword in both hands and slashed the fire coming from the shop. Unexpectedly, Xiao Mingfeng, who seemed like a puppet, flexibly avoided the attack of the Tianlang Sword. The Tianlang Sword lost its accurate head and did not hurt Xiao Mingfeng's vital point, but just stabbed into Xiao Mingfeng's stance.

Wu Yueji sneered: "Xiao Mingjing, you said I was cruel to attack the disciples of Mu Yuntian Palace. Wouldn't you also attack your elder brother?"

Xiao Mingfeng was killed by Xiao Mingjing, but he seemed not afraid of pain. He let the Tianlang Sword stay inside him and turned around and slapped Xiao Mingjing.

At this time, Li De entered, and Xiao Mingjing could see clearly that Xiao Mingfeng's full-strength attack was just the five successful powers he had when he was alive. But he didn't feel any pain, and he turned around and slapped Xiao Mingjing off guard.

A fire spirit stream suddenly penetrated Xiao Mingjing's chest and abdomen.

Xiao Mingfeng felt no pain, but Xiao Mingjing was not. His strength was originally far above Xiao Mingfeng, but now he suffered a secret loss with his hands and feet.

Wu Yueji looked at Bai Luo sarcastically: "Don't you take action?"

Bai Luo didn't even look at Xiao Mingjing, and said to Wu Yueji coldly: "If I take action, I will definitely take your life."

Wu Yueji looked up at Bai Luo disapprovingly: "It seems that when I met at Yuhu Palace last time, you were seriously injured by me."

Bai Luo looked at Wu Yueji coldly: "Then you can try again this time."

Wu Yueji turned her head slightly, and half of her silver ghost face covered her emotions.

Xiao Mingjing and Xiao Mingfeng were fighting on the ground, and a Haidongqing and a Wangjiu in the air also bit each other's eyes.

Gradually, Xiao Mingjing gained the upper hand. Xiao Mingjing cut off Xiao Mingfeng's arm, and the sharp claws of Hai Dongqing in the air also cut off Wang Ji's wings. Wang Ji fell from the air to the ground and returned to Xiao Mingfeng's back.

At the same time, the Kestrel flew over from mid-air, and the feather fell in front of Wu Yueji and turned into a boy wearing a black windbreaker.

Kestrel knelt on one knee: "Honor, your subordinates are not doing well, please punish them."

Wu Yueji crossed the kestrel and saw Xie Bonian, Yuan Atractylodes and others coming to the Tongtian Tower. Wu Yueji shook her head in disappointment: "You are still too weak after all, and you are not yet in a state of climate."

Hearing the word "weak", Kestrel bit her lips and lowered her head.

Wu Yueji looked up at Bai Luo and asked with a smile: "What do you want Bai Ranxi?"

Bai Luo looked down at Wu Yueji: "What are you worthy of negotiating with me?"

"Is that true?" Wu Yueji looked at Bai Luo lazily: "What about this?"

As he said that, Wu Yueji took out a fiery red feather. Zong Ye and Bai Luo were stunned at the same time. It was a Vermilion Bird feather!

Bai Luo's cyanbi's pupils suddenly became a little gloomy: "Where is she?"

Wu Yueji smiled slightly: "Then am I worthy of negotiating with you now?"

"Not worthy." Bai Luo said coldly. "If you don't say it, I will break your teeth and destroy your God-Slaying Sect."

Wu Yueji's face suddenly changed drastically.

The originally stuffy weather suddenly blew up, and the fierce wind blew across Wu Yueji's cheek like a blade. She sat down and suddenly became shocked. Except for the ignorant ancestor of the Yuan family, the other ghost-faced silver feather guards couldn't help but start to retreat.

Bai Luo shook his arm, and the tiger soul suddenly became golden. Bai Luo jumped down from the dragon's body. A dragon roar came from behind him, and dark clouds were suddenly covered in the air. Thunder slashed down from the air, surrounding hundreds of ghost-faced silver feather guards like a cage.

Wu Yueji stretched out her hand, and the pure fire spirit was released to resist the thunder and lightning in the air. Wu Yueji was furious: "Bai Ran Rhino! You forced me!"
Chapter completed!