The last punch came directly from the top.

Elder Sanxiao opened his mouth, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

The next second, there was a "click" and her head exploded!

Under the violent wind of spiritual energy, it turned into powder.

But the headless body actually stood for a long time before slowly descending.

No more life.

"..."

Nan Ming was horrified and broke into a cold sweat.

The physical body of the Earth Supreme is many times stronger than the holy weapon.

He asked himself that he could kill Elder Sanxiao easily, even more easily than Jun Muxian.

However, he would never be able to smash the Earth Supreme's head into pieces with just the strength of his body.

The only person whose physical body can emit such powerful power is...

"Bone refining?!" Nan Ming seemed to have thought of something and blurted out, "How is it possible..."

Even he has not finished refining all the 206 bones in his body.

Because the pain caused by bone refining is really unbearable.

If you try to practice on your own, you will often not be able to hold on, unless there is someone who is far more powerful than yourself in spiritual cultivation and exerts supreme cultivation to force you.

Your Majesty!

Nan Ming was completely convinced now. Your Majesty really regarded this lowly maid as a treasure.

Everyone present was speechless and stunned.

The person who was spying in secret had murderous intent in his cold eyes.

But Chang Xia restrained the urge to take action and just looked down coldly at the purple-clothed woman from a high place.

It seems that only in this way can he hold power.

Chang Xia also noticed that after Elder Sanxiao died, his soul did not come out.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, fearful.

The soul is more difficult to train than the spiritual power. This child, his fifth sister, cannot be left here any longer.

In just a few days, he has gone from the ninth level spiritual emperor to the middle level earth supreme.

It is simply unimaginable if it is allowed to grow further.

Chang Xia thought for a moment, then suppressed the cold light in his eyes, stretched out his figure, and flew in one direction.

At this time, the calamity clouds in the sky have not yet dispersed.

Jun Muqian still held the half-dead Emperor Yao in his hand, floating in the air.

Although Di Yao looked miserable, it was only physical pain.

His cultivation is still there, but he can't use it at all.

But the spiritual consciousness emanating from him told him that Elder Sanxiao was dead!

Killed by Mu Qian!

Di Yao had never felt so regretful before. His body was trembling and he couldn't help but sob in his heart.

Why hasn’t the palace owner come to save him? Isn’t he the heir to Hongmeng Palace?

Should we just let him die here?

There was still silence, and the guards did not dare to step forward.

Just kidding, Elder Sanxiao is dead, wouldn’t that be the same fate if they go?

"Your Highness Mu Qian, it would be better for us to each take a step back." Nan Ming still couldn't bear it after all. He stood up to get it and said in a deep voice, "You have already killed Princess Qingyan, and also slaughtered one of our Hongmeng Palace members.

Supreme, why don’t we just stop here?”

Di Yao meant so much to Hongmeng Palace that even if he was indifferent to him, he couldn't just watch him being killed.

"That's it?" Jun Muqian looked over and said two words lightly, "Not good."

Hearing this, Nan Ming became even more angry: "Your Highness Mu Qian, do you really want to cause a war between the Gods and Hongmeng Palace?"

Even your Majesty wouldn’t dare!

If a war breaks out between Hongmeng Palace and the Gods, half of the Lingxuan world will be destroyed.

Jun Mu raised his lips slightly: "It's really not good."

After a pause, she sneered: "Why didn't you stop here in the first place?"

"At the beginning?" Nan Ming was stunned for a moment, and then his body was shaken.

He glanced at Mu Chenbai subconsciously, and was shocked again when he saw the man's eyebrows as cold as ice.

Nan Ming insisted: "It was the first time, not to mention that Chang Yi made a mistake in the first place. Young Palace Master, he did not steal the treasure of Mount Xumi and commit such a heinous crime."

Upon hearing this, Chang Liu and Mu Ying clenched their fists.

Even if it is a mistake, it is not Hongmeng Palace’s turn to take care of it.

What right does a force that comes from behind have the right to kill the most talented princess of the Gods?

They were just afraid, fearing that Changyi would grow up in the future and grow to a level even more powerful than Junshang, and Hongmeng Palace would not be able to suppress it.

That’s why it must be eliminated!

"Really?" Jun Mu smiled coldly, "In my case, if I say he is wrong, then he is wrong!"

After a pause, his voice was cold and full of anger: "If I condemn him, he will die!"

Nan Ming's expression suddenly changed. Before he could speak, the next second——

"Shua——!"

A drop of silver water suddenly appeared.

There is light flowing around the water droplets, reflecting the seven colors under the sun, which is really beautiful.

Nan Ming has been in Hongmeng Palace for many years and has a very high status, so he can naturally recognize what this is.

"Moonlight Divine Water?!"

“Whoosh!

Jun Muqian flicked his finger, and this drop of moonlight divine water submerged into Di Yao's body.

Moonlight divine water corrodes the soul of the soul.

Di Yao was in the sea of ​​his soul, watching helplessly as he walked toward destruction step by step.

Not even a trace of soul remains.

Jun Muqian let go of his hand, and the mutilated body fell to the ground silently.

"..."

Nan Ming was shocked and didn't know what to do for a moment.

He was also very surprised, why haven't the rescue troops from Hongmeng Palace arrived yet?

Once again, Jun Muzhen's eyes slowly fell.

This time, it was Nanming who was locked.

Feeling the fighting spirit that had not stopped yet, Nan Ming was immediately angry: "Why, you still want to compete with me?"

"I didn't even care about you killing my granddaughter and nephew."

"I'm tired after killing three." Jun Muqian smiled softly, "So you can still survive today."

Hearing this, the disciples and attendants of Hongmeng Palace all showed angry looks.

So arrogant!

You, the Supreme Being of Earth, killed someone who is inferior to you, and then you come to challenge the Supreme Being of Heaven?

As expected, Nan Ming's face darkened.

But he didn't dare to make a move, Yun Yi was standing next to him.

Jun Muxian didn't care about these murderous looks. She yawned and took out a bottle from the Hunyuan Bell.

Then he walked to the puddle of black goo that Qing Yan had transformed into as if nothing had happened, and packed it all up.

"Buzz!"

The soul power and spiritual power were suppressed at the same time, completely sealing the jade bottle.

The jade bottle trembled for a long time before finally stopping.
To be continued...