"Like two ants."
The Night King snorted coldly and was about to take action. A dark aura rolled around his palm, and a huge palm condensed from the void, trying to catch Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue.
To the Night King, Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue were indeed like ants, but to the inside of Yantian Pavilion, once they entered, it would be extremely dangerous.
"Night King, your opponent is me."
The Fire King sneered, and a burst of flames burst out, stopping the Night King.
"King Huo Luo, do you really want to force me?"
"Night King, you are so pathetic. You didn't expect to become Xiao Naihe's slave, and a slave of a dead man."
"You, King Huo Luo, are worse than slaves. If it weren't for the help of Lord Danting, you and Bei Songyang would have died long ago."
The Night King yelled.
When King Huo Luo heard this, his face immediately turned red, even though he was filled with murderous intent.
That's right, when he attended Wu Shenyi's wedding banquet, he, Bei Songyang and Xiao Naihe took action. If it weren't for Huang Lin in the end, Xiao Naihe might really kill him.
This matter was the biggest shame for King Huo Luo. He didn't expect that he would be insinuated by the Night King now, and he suddenly felt a murderous intention in his heart.
"you wanna die."
Rumble.
A burst of black energy and a burst of fire energy collided in the void, and immediately enveloped the bodies of Fire King and Night King.
"The Finger of Powerful Thousand Machines!"
At this time, a ball of light burst out from between the Immortal Elder's fingers, like stars in the nine heavens.
When this starlight came out, it formed a long river, which seemed to separate Beisongyang.
"Immortal, you are not as good as me."
Bei Songyang smiled coldly. Because of Xiao Naihe's 'death', he was very happy during this period and also regained some confidence. Now when he takes action, he is vaguely like the shadow of his peak period.
"Changchun Blood Rainbow Silk, suck it for me."
A bloody aura flew out from between Bei Songyang's fingers. When he saw this blood streak, even the immortal elder felt a sense of danger in his heart, and he suddenly retreated back.
Then I saw a whirlpool of souls emerging from the top of Bei Songyang's head.
The so-called soul vortex is a vortex formed by using the power of one's own soul, which can crush and tear other people's whirlpools.
Even if the soul of the immortal elder is involved, he will definitely die.
Once a cultivator's soul is completely shattered, it will be impossible to resurrect it.
After all, not everyone has Xiao Naihe's magical power that lingers.
Suddenly, the whole scene became more and more chaotic.
"We rush in."
The god of war shouted loudly.
At this time, more than 100,000 cultivators around him erupted with shocking power.
The lowest cultivation level of these people has reached the innate realm.
Not counting Huo Luo Wang and Bei Songyang, the highest one reached the late ninth level.
Now with an order, these bursts of energy and blood smoke spread out in an instant and rushed into the sky.
For a moment, it seemed as if the entire wild continent was shaking.
If the soul of the Creator leaves his body and soars into the air.
If you are swept away by this qi-blood smoke, you will probably be wiped out in ashes immediately. This shows how complicated the entire scene has become now.
"Let's rush. This Yantian Pavilion is a first-class sect. There must be many treasures, techniques, etc. in it."
"Haha, if we kill the disciples inside, we will get rich."
"Lord Martial God, I, Old Song, have done great service for you, so please don't forget me."
"Go up, go up, kill the men in Yantian Pavilion and keep the women, hehe."
These people are all people who have taken refuge in Wushenyi, and all of them are very cruel.
Part of it was to leave a good impression on Wushen Yi, and part of it was to seize the resources in Yantian Pavilion.
After all, if a top sect is breached, the resources inside will also be divided up. A sect like Yantian Pavilion will definitely have a lot of resources immediately.
If they can obtain the resources, it will definitely be a great opportunity for these people.
Killing people and buying goods is the best way to make a fortune, not to mention that these people have done it countless times.
A sneer appeared on Wu Shenyi's face. He wished he could see all the Yantian Pavilion that Xiao Nai valued was destroyed here.
More than a dozen cultivators were already running to the front.
Swish.
At this moment, a sword energy was released from Yantian Pavilion, and the surrounding aura changed, as if the entire void was distorted at this time.
"Ahhh."
At this time, the sword energy that appeared from the void was actually released from Yantian Pavilion.
The God of War moved his eyes and saw a woman appearing inside.
Yun Weixue's figure floated up and stood in the void.
Although she is still at the level of the Creator, because of Xiao Naihe's help, she now has the means to deal with the eighth level, and even ordinary ninth level legends may not be able to defeat her.
"I know who she is. This person is Xiao Naihe's Taoist companion. Whoever can capture this woman will be rewarded with 300 ninth-grade divine pills by my Martial God."
The God of War gave a sharp shout.
Three hundred ninth-grade magic pills
Except for those masters in the middle and late stages of the ninth level, the faces of other cultivators changed when they heard this, and a look of greed was concentrated in their eyes.
"Xiao Naihe is so beautiful. I didn't expect that his Taoist companion would be such a beauty. Her knowledge is no worse than those of the Holy Land Saints, and is even better."
Tan Moran himself liked women, and this was not the first time he saw Yun Weixue.
Tan Moran had been interested in Yun Weixue a long time ago, but now that he saw Yun Weixue, his thoughts immediately became active.
"I want this beauty, and I also want three hundred ninth-grade elixirs."
"Just kidding, it's all mine."
For a moment, many cultivators rushed over and stretched out their magic palms towards Yun Weixue.
"snort."
Yun Weixue snorted coldly, and then a ball of light condensed between her eyebrows, as if a flame was burning, and it actually burned the first few people in front of them.
"This little girl actually has such abilities."
Tianxia Youxue took a breath, Yun Weixue was no less powerful than herself.
"Hey, come here."
A master at the early stage of the ninth level took action and formed a spiritual palm in the void, trying to grab Yun Weixue.
But at this time, several spiritual lights burst out, forming like divine fire from the Yantian Pavilion, knocking back the huge palm.
"We at Yantian Pavilion are having a bloody battle today. We can't let them succeed no matter what. As long as we wait until the Holy Son comes back, we can reverse the situation."
At this time, the voice of Patriarch Dai Jun came from Yantian Pavilion.
The Yantian Pavilion disciples finally took action.
Hundreds of thousands of disciples flew out from Yantian Pavilion, and these people were in the first echelon.
Yantian Pavilion is now in danger. The disciples of Yantian Pavilion were also afraid at first, but they did not give up after the desperate situation. Instead, it inspired their desire to fight and defend Yantian Pavilion.
"Up!"
Many disciples flew out from Yantian Pavilion and started fighting with many cultivators in front of them. The sky was dark and the ground was dark, even Yun Weixue was inside.
Although there are many people in Yantian Pavilion, at least half of the people on Wushenyi's side are already masters at the Shinto level.
Now when the fight started, more than 40% of the disciples of Yantian Pavilion had been killed or injured, and the number was gradually getting worse.
Even Yun Weixue's face showed solemnity.
If Yantian Pavilion had not developed extremely rapidly during this period, otherwise, according to the level of those former disciples of Yantian Pavilion, all of them would have been killed in less than an hour.
"Hey, Xiao Naihe's mistress, now that Xiao Naihe is dead, you should just follow me obediently."
Tan Moran chuckled, the current situation in Yantian Pavilion is very unclear and extremely dangerous.
Wushenyi united with Tan Moran, Tianxia Youxue, Ling Xiao and others, and the forces from all directions gathered together, which was almost comparable to any top force in the world.
Facing Tan Moran's pressure, Yun Weixue did not have any fear, but struck out violently.
"Yin-Yang Vortex."
The vortex that appeared between Yun Weixue's eyebrows instantly blocked Tan Moran's attack.
Tan Moran saw that Yun Weixue was only at the level of the Creator, but actually blocked his attack at the eighth level. His face was slightly ugly, "There is snow in the world, but you still don't take action."
"I can take action, but this woman must let me enjoy her for the first time."
Tianxia Youxue obviously also has a crush on Yun Weixue.
"Okay." Tan Moran gritted his teeth and had no choice but to agree.
"shameless."
Yun Weixue's face was cold, and a vortex of yin and yang had enveloped him.
"Hey." There was a hint of excitement on Tianxia Youxue's face.
The thought of being able to press Xiao Naihe's Taoist companion under him and ravage him, that feeling even caused some reaction in Tianxia Youxue's lower body.
The two of them exerted their strength, and Yun Weixue's Yin and Yang vortex was instantly broken, causing Yun Weixue's face to turn pale.
At this time the situation became very dangerous.
If fighting alone, Yun Weixue will not be afraid of any of them.
But Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue teamed up, which immediately put Yun Weixue into trouble.
The Night King, the Immortal Elder, Ancestor Dai Jun, and Zhu Jia had already discovered it, but at this time they were all held back by their respective enemies.
"Miss Yun."
Zhu Jia shouted loudly, with a trace of despair filling his eyes.
"Oven."
At this moment, suddenly, a ghostly sound came from mid-air, and a huge oven fell from the sky.
When this oven came down, it seemed to absorb the surrounding airflow.
A terrifying aura that could not be described in words instantly surrounded the entire battlefield. When Tianxiayouxue and Tan Moran felt this aura, they quickly retreated.
Then the two men looked towards the top of the void, only to see a god-like figure standing in the sky.
The Martial God's expression suddenly changed, with an unbelievable tone: "Xiao! Nai! He!"