Young Master Linghu was overjoyed and shouted angrily behind him: "Uncle Gang, don't talk nonsense to him, I will ruin him for me, I want you to completely break his knees, press him to kneel in front of me, apologize to me, kowtow to apologize..."

"Don't worry, young master, all those who provoke Linghu Chamber of Commerce must be mentally prepared to be punished!" Linghu Gang smiled grimly, and suddenly stretched out his big hand, followed the two sixth-level giants just now, and slowly grabbed Xuanyuan Peng's shoulder, and said grimly, "Boy, don't flash if you have any kind of things, and try to make my palm?"

"So what? I'll try to pick you up!" Xuanyuan Peng sneered, Yi Ran was not afraid. His right palm shook, and the power of Mount Sumeru suddenly poured into his palm. He did not dodge or avoid, and suddenly turned his palm to meet him...

"Hmm?..." Linghu Gang saw his blood boiling all over his body, and the breath of power rose sharply. With a groan, the power of his palm suddenly increased. It was vaguely visible that a contour of the world spread out from his palm. It seemed that countless crystal demons from the domain were joining forces to assist...

"Om roar..." The palms were thrust into each other, and a dull, like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, broke through the air, and the rolling wind swept out. On the wall of the seventh floor, a powerful ancestral witch protective talisman suddenly exploded. Each talisman was carved with a powerful witch demon, exploding great power, protecting this building, and not being exploded by the terrible bombardment waves!

"Dingdeng..." Young Master Linghu and the group of masters who protected him were shocked by the shock waves and stood unsteadily. They took several steps back before barely standing firmly...

"Impossible, boy. How can you catch Uncle Gang's palm?" Young Master Linghu shouted in shock. He was also a sixth-level giant. Although his strength was not as strong as Xuanyuan Peng, he was at the level of a giant. After all, he saw Xuanyuan Peng forming a palm and he didn't retreat, even his legs and feet were not trembling, and his face did not change, and he couldn't help but feel unbelievable. He asked sternly.

"Young man, you are pretty good!" Linghu Gang was extremely surprised and praised coldly, then comforted Mr. Linghu and said, "Young master, don't be surprised, I just used six points of force and did not exert all my strength!"

"I said, Uncle Gang, use all his strength to kill that kid. I'm responsible!" Young Master Linghu breathed a long sigh and shouted loudly. Xuanyuan Peng kept resisting the attack on him, making his revenge unable to succeed. This made him extremely angry and determined to kill him completely to vent his hatred!

"Young Master..." Linghu Gang hesitated for a moment. He just felt that Xuanyuan Peng's powerful power was not as powerful as his full strength, but with his qualifications, he might be a genius clan member of a giant power or a disciple of a large sect. If he was killed, he would probably be involved in Wuwang's disaster...

"I said to kill him, Uncle Gang, didn't you hear me?" Young Master Linghu roared like a mad dog. His attitude made Linghu Gang sigh inwardly, and agreed, with a sharp murderous aura in his eyes: "Junior, don't blame me for being ruthless, just blame you for being too arrogant..."

"Your Excellency is wrong? The arrogant one is your Linghu family. I am sitting there without saying a word and have nothing to do with you at all. You just shouted at me and shouted to kill me. Why, it's mine now?" Xuanyuan Peng sneered and said mockingly.

"Hmph, young man, in this world, in addition to axioms, we must also have a hard fist and a hard backstage. Just making sense is hard, it is hard to move forward. Junior, please accept your fate!" Linghu Gang's old face was like a dead tree bark that had been ten thousand years old. Listening to his sarcasm, he did not change color at all. He shouted and slashed down with a palm...

"Wow!..." In the air, it was like a ghost crying and howling. The palm that was chopped down contained the outline of a world. With one palm, a world aura firmly covered Xuanyuan Peng in the world's domain field, leaving him unable to escape and unable to hide. He had to choose to fight head-on. If he fought head-on, Linghu Gang was the cultivation of the seventh-level primary secret realm, an unyielding saint. In his world, he raised tens of millions of extraterrestrial crystal demons at the level of holy fetus, and blessed the world power on him. The demonic energy was so strong that it collapsed like a sky...

"Boom!" The palm wind of the rolling world suppressed it, not giving Xuanyuan Peng a chance to live. Linghu Gang obeyed the order of Young Master Linghu. No matter which force behind Xuanyuan Peng was protected, he would be killed without mercy!

"Puchi!" A sharp explosion that made the scalp numb suddenly sounded. A spear suddenly appeared in Xuanyuan Peng's palm. With lightning speed, a spear stabbed out. The spear light was like a flash of lightning, and it was like a stone fire, and it could not see its traces clearly...

With just one stab, it was so fast that it was beyond imagination, and it actually pierced the pressure suppression wave in the world field, pierced into Linghu Gang's chest, pierced through Linghu Gang's back, and with a thunderous sound, the bloody spear tip thrust out from Linghu Gang's back, and a bloody arrow exploded...

"Ah!" Linghu Gang stared in disbelief and hissed and roared. He looked at the dark magic spear that pierced his chest in horror. He felt that his whole body was absorbed by this terrible magic spear like a tide. His vitality was sucked away like a storm. He couldn't believe that he was a dignified seventh-level saint. Although he had the primary level of cultivation, he was also a saint. If he burst out with all his strength, how could he have the power of ten thousand dragons pierced the aura and pierced the chest by a sixth-level pirate giant?

"Break!" Xuanyuan Peng let out a sharp roar, the Spear of the God of the Underworld shook wildly, and with a thunderous sound, Linghu Gang's chest and abdomen exploded into a terrible blood hole, and the blood like a fountain was squirting out!

"The Immortal Law!" Linghu Gang roared, and a vast ocean of magic power swept out. His flesh and blood were quickly pieced together and reshaped, and it was incredibly fast. He quickly repaired his blood hole and wounds. The Immortal Law is the ability of Tongtian's second secret realm. The higher the cultivation level, the greater its power. With Linghu Gang's seventh level of cultivation, the second level of immortal law can be called killing a chicken with a ox knife, and it is naturally terrifying...

Bang!... Linghu Gang grabbed the Spear of the God of the Underworld fiercely. He wanted to snatch this magic weapon. With his saint's eyes, he naturally discovered at a glance that Xuanyuan Peng could pierce his world force field and pierce his chest and abdomen. He relied on this dark magic spear, and he wanted to take it for himself...

"Buzz!" The spear of the God of the Underworld disappeared like a phantom! Before Linghu Gang could find out what was going on. With a whimper, Xuanyuan Peng danced the Wanwu Cauldron with his hand and smashed it out fiercely.

Xuanyuan Peng came to this ancestor witch pavilion to find the origin fragments that were vaguely connected to the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron. He concluded that almost no one in the human world can recognize this semi-immortal weapon at the level of imperial weapon, and the golden toad can recognize it because it followed the old demon master into the heaven, and once saw the image and text introduction of the imperial weapon immortal weapon in an extremely secret immortal palace. How could the human world know this secret?

The broken soldiers of the Immortal Emperor were a big secret in ancient times when the war between immortals and gods appeared. After the war, the immortals tried their best to hide it. Even if they were immortals, few people knew this secret history, let alone the mortals in the human world. Huang Danyu and Yuwen Tai, who spent most of their life hard work, only knew their preciousness, but they did not know their true origin.

Xuanyuan Peng was worried that after the outbreak of this battle, the Zuwu Pavilion chose not to meet him in order to avoid suspicion. He planned to show this treasure and alarm the lady to see if she had any original fragments in her hand?

"Peng!" The Wanwu Cauldron was like a mountain collapse, and it hit Linghu Gang's sky spirit cover fiercely. With a heavy sound, Linghu Gang's head was actually smashed by this heavy Wanwu Cauldron, which looked like a star, and was broken like a watermelon...

White brain, bright red blood, broken bones, chaotic long hair, sprayed in the air... The air was also echoing howling sounds of Linghu Gangjiao: "No..." No one can figure out what he doesn't mean, is it impossible? Or don't smash it? Or don't believe that Wanwu Ding can smash his skull?

The skull of the seventh-level saint is as hard as divine iron. Even if it is a top-grade Taoist weapon, it may not be able to break the sky spirit cover! What Linghu Gang never expected was that the Wanwu Cauldron is not a top-grade Taoist weapon, nor a high-quality Taoist weapon, nor a supreme Taoist weapon. Instead, it is a more advanced semi-immortal weapon. If one tripod is smashed, the big head will be broken!

"Wuwuwuwu!..." When Wanwu Ding saw blood, it seemed as if a witch demon had woken up. Suddenly, a whimpering demon sound broke out from the belly of the tripod. A terrifying suction force exploded. With a huh, Linghu Gang's broken flesh and blood bones and his body below his short neck suddenly sucked into the belly of the tripod!

"The Immortal Law!..." From the belly of the cauldron, Linghu Gang's roaring sound came, but the cover of the Wanwu Cauldron was knocked down with a bang, and a terrifying scarlet demon light burst out on the wall of the cauldron...

"No...no...no...no!..." Linghu Gang's terrifying howl suddenly came from the sealed tripod. In an instant, the sound stopped. A wave of blood splattered on the scarlet and translucent tripod wall, which was particularly trembling...

"Swoosh!"... The Wanwu Cauldron automatically flew into Xuanyuan Peng's palm and disappeared! Even Xuanyuan Peng was stunned. Except for the witch cauldron that was swung out by him and smashed Linghu Gang's head, which was beyond his unexpected smashing of Linghu Gang's head, the rest were all the witch cauldron's self-explosion and had nothing to do with him. If it weren't for his spiritual connection with the witch cauldron, he would have mistakenly thought that the witch cauldron had broken away from his mental control and became someone else's treasure!

Could it be that this is the power of the imperial weapon controlled by the Immortal Emperor? Xuanyuan Peng took a breath of air. It was indeed strange and powerful. It seemed that the witch cauldron had no spirit of the weapon. When it was refined, the spirit of the weapon given to it had self-awareness no less than that of the human race. This was even more powerful than the Taoist weapon with spirit of the weapon!

"Ah..." Young Master Linghu and his group of bodyguards were all so scared that they were all trembling. In their eyes, what kind of person is Linghu Gang? What a great power is that of a dignified seventh-level saint? What an unimaginable cultivation level? Don't look at Young Master Linghu calling and drinking at him, it was because the patriarch of the Linghu family, where is his father's prestige? He is the master and Linghu Gang is a slave. It's not that he doesn't know how powerful Linghu Gang is.

However, such a powerful seventh-level saint was killed by the unknown sixth-level junior who seemed to be flattened and rounded by Linghu Gang in front of him. Within two moves, he killed no drop of blood and did not even leave a bone. This terrifying consequence deeply shocked this group of people who were used to being rampant.

"Get out of here!" Xuanyuan Peng suddenly stomped his feet, scaring Young Master Linghu and others torture. He screamed strangely, and he really hugged his head, rolled down the stairs, and ran away like a desperate situation!

"Why haven't Miss Bingyun from the Ancestral Witch Pavilion met yet? If you are really not interested in discussing business, then I'll say goodbye first!" Xuanyuan Peng was not a bloodthirsty person. Wan Wu Ding took the initiative to kill Linghu Gang, and he didn't want to kill him. After driving away Young Master Linghu, he stood with his hands on his back, raised his head to the roof of the eighth floor, and shouted suddenly.

"Young Master Xuanyuan is worthy of being a young master who bravely seizes the immortal treasure. His methods are indeed strong!" A cold and delicate voice suddenly floated down from the building. A figure flashed, and a slender white figure fell down from the building like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to the earth and rushed to his body.

Xuanyuan Peng took a deep breath and stared at the delicate body of the girl in white. He felt his eyes lit up. Miss Bingyun, with her slender body, knife-like shoulders, a sculpted face, and a fair and beautiful face that looked like snowflakes. Under the two Emei, there were a pair of cold stars in the sky. It was really a bit too fat if it was increased, and it was too fat if it was reduced to one point. She was more beautiful than flowers and her figure was as elegant as a fairy!

"Wu Bingyun, I have seen Mr. Xuanyuan. I have a heartless request. I wonder if I can take a look at the tripod-shaped magic weapon you used to fight just now?" Wu Bingyun said impatiently as soon as she met. Her pair of water-cut pupils blinked and looked straight into his palm, as if she wanted to use her magic eyes to see through the small cave heaven in his palm, and see the Wanwu Cauldron hiding where it was hidden.

Xuanyuan Peng remained silent and secretly exclaimed in his heart that he had succeeded. The purpose of showing the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron was to attract the lady from the Ancestral Witch Pavilion to appear and meet. Now it is a great achievement.

"Ah, this treasure tripod..." Miss Wu Bingyun took the Wanwu tripod he handed over, and almost couldn't catch it. She fell down. However, she was also a beauty with a sixth-level giant's cultivation level. Seeing that the situation was not good, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a powerful magic power surged into the bowl, and she immediately lifted the weight and took the Wanwu tripod with a steady grasp.

If you appreciate it carefully, this is a seemingly ordinary witch cauldron. It is square, with three legs, and its embryo is bronze-colored, but it does not emit a trace of rays. Holy light, or even bronze-colored light, but it only has a blue bronze color, which is inconspicuous at all. Unlike common good babies, it is the appearance of radiant rays and auspicious colors, which looks very inconspicuous.

However, the power of the saint's body that it just exploded and smashed the saint's heavenly spirit cover and refined the power of a saint's body left a deep impression, and even a terrifying impression. (To be continued.,(.),,,.)
Chapter completed!