The Saint Son of Ziyuan continued, "I thought about the friendship between my brothers and brothers, and I specifically asked my master to let you stay. But at that time, in order to compete for the reputation of the "Son", you did not hesitate to secretly please the elders and win over the junior brothers and sisters... Do you think the master is blind and think he can't see these things?"

"In the end, I asked every means, and the master agreed not to punish you. Not only that, I also asked you to go to Wenzong, hoping that you can make meritorious service, get some opportunities from the foundation of Wenzong, and repay the sect. I didn't expect..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was ridiculously wrong..." Ziyuan Saint Son raised his head, and he looked at Mu Ke with his eyes calm without a trace of turmoil, "You said, am I laughing?"

Mu Ke's heart is as messy.

"Master's eyes are indeed sharper than mine, and he did not misread you. Instead, I misread you..." Saint Son Ziyuan said calmly again, "Since I was wrong, it's time for me to correct my mistake."

As he said that, he held the hilt of the sword in his backhand and slowly pulled it out of his body.

It's strange that when he drew the sword, his body had already been pierced, but no drop of blood was flowing out. On the contrary, when he drew the sword, everyone could hear a series of sharp and harsh "squeaking" sounds, just like using a blade to scrape a metal rod.

The strange scene made everyone confused, but Mu Ke was the only one with a panic look, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Refining your body into a soldier... The real body into a soldier!" He pointed to the Saint Son of Ziyuan, his fingers trembled, his voice trembled, and he was inexplicably frightened, "You, you have actually refined the "Source Qi Secret Scroll" to great success!"

The Son of Ziyuan shook his head and sighed, "If it were you, you should have discovered it long ago. Unfortunately, now you are restless and dedicated to small plots, and you have misled yourself."

He looked around, his expression cold and ruthless, "The people who surrounded me today... will all die!"

In one sentence, everyone feels like they are in an ice cellar.

"Son of Ziyuan, don't be arrogant!"

"It's so crazy. You alone do you really think you can be enemies with all of us?"

"Don't panic, join forces to kill him!"

...

Everyone said something, but none of them took action first.

The Holy Son of Ziyuan sneered, "It's all cowards who only know how to speak out. If you don't dare to come, then let me do it!"

He was shocked casually, and the sword in his hand suddenly turned into countless pieces and shot out. The cultivators stepped up their defense, but they were still killed by him.

Seeing that the power of the Ziyuan Holy Son's casual blow was so terrifying that everyone was facing a great enemy, but they could not retreat.

If you retreat, you will be defeated one by one by the Son of Ziyuan. There is no need to say much about the fate. Since you have no choice but to retreat, you can only join forces to fight him.

"kill!"

"Beast turns into power and beast transforms!"

"Yuan Sword Art!"

"The Wrath of the Opening Mountain!"

...

The monks used their killer moves, and suddenly countless sources of energy emerged, and a large amount of life fire burned in order to kill the Son of Ziyuan as soon as possible.

"Why can you dare to compete with the sun and the moon for light?!"

The Saint Son of Ziyuan shouted violently, the energy source roared around his body, and the fire from the life furnace rose continuously. He shuttled through the group of monks, like a divine hammer with infinite power, rushing around, fearless, and wherever he went, blood gushed. None of the monks present could shake his sharpness!

Not long after, the scene was filled with blood, and only the Saint Son of Ziyuan was still standing alone. He stood proudly at the moment, with an indifferent expression.

Mu Ke's face was pale and his eyes were full of regret, but now that things have come to this point, regret is useless. Finally, a ruthless look appeared in his eyes. He raised his hand and wiggled his neck, and died directly.

The Holy Son of Ziyuan was stunned, but there was still no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened his eyes.

This time, when he opened his eyes, all the strange flowers and plants around him disappeared. The golden-lined honeysuckle and the treasures of heaven and earth had already disappeared without a trace. In addition to the corpses everywhere, there were concentrated hurricanes and rich tiny thunder everywhere. At the original location of the golden-lined honeysuckle, there was only a rolling black thunder cloud. The lightning waves between the thunder clouds emitted a terrible aura, suppressing his body protection light energy to almost no effect.

It turns out that all the strange flowers and plants are just a fantasy. Once he really picks the golden-lined honeysuckle, he will touch the hurricane and thunder. Although he has practiced the "Source Air Secret Scroll", he will definitely die if he encounters the nemesis Fenglei!

In fact, if the Saint Son of Ziyuan had not practiced "refining his body into a soldier" to achieve great success, he would indeed have suffered from Mu Ke's poisonous hands.

At this time, countless hurricane cyclones wrapped in lightning jumped out of a cave not far from him, wrapped all the corpses on the field, and then suddenly wrapped them into the cave.

The corners of the Ziyuan Saint Son's eyes twitched, and he suddenly realized in his heart, "Is this Fenglei Platform... the starting point of the third Xuantian's refining power?"

When he realized his enlightenment, he felt creepy. After calculating the time, he found that the third Xuantian had not left him with much time to explore the treasure land.

So he rushed into the entrance of the cave...

Almost the next moment he rushed into the entrance of the cave, he rushed out with a pale face, and at the same time he burst out with the speed he had only before, and escaped from this place!

No one knows what he saw except himself.

...

Lin Feng was very depressed.

Because Chu Tianming asked him to build a house again.

This time, Chu Tianming chose a mountain covered with stones, then pointed to a place, saying that sheltered me and I was going to sleep. Then he ran to the cliff to drink on his own.

Lin Feng couldn't help but complain: Hey, young master, is this Shuxuan Realm opened by you? You rushed over to build a nest before the shelter came out? Is it so amazing? There is also the wine in the wine gourd, can you not get tired of drinking it every day?

He himself is warlike and his mind is active. Although his mind is full of slandering words, his body is honestly starting to move mountains and dig up the soil.

He was determined to build a top-top stone house.

As soon as he moved the rocks, his eyebrows suddenly lifted.

"Wow, it's quite heavy."

He held his strength a little, wrapped his arms around the rocks, and shouted: "Get up!"

The mountain soil swayed, and the rocks were slowly picked up by him.

After carrying a rock to his seat, he took a breath and went back and forth. When he moved to the eighth rock, he was already panting and sweating on his forehead. "This rock is really heavy. When will it take to make a stone house?" He hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and prepared to open the door of the ground. "Build a house and have to open the door of heaven and earth?" At this moment, a faint voice came to his ears, making him look embarrassed. "Uh... Young Master, don't think too much, I was just careless for a moment and almost couldn't control myself." Lin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth, the surface was calm, and the wind was light, and the heart was beaten. When would this be done?
Chapter completed!