Pan Huai spent a lot of money to rent fifty Frost Moon Wolves, and there were not many spiritual stones left in the Sumeru Ring.

Even so, it didn't stop him from wearing a cuckold to pierce Pang Wei's lung tube.

Pan Huai reluctantly paid for the spirit stones and handed one to Hu Songyuan: "Elder brother, you also wear one, the lethality will be doubled!"

Since the second junior brother followed Sheng Xi, his thinking has become more and more Sheng Xi-oriented.

Hu Songyuan refused such a thoughtful gift.

Han Zhilu was furious as she watched her fellow apprentices shirk their duties.

The golden bracelet that temporarily promoted her cultivation to the integration stage has a time limit. Now that its use time is about to end, she plans to give it another try.

The black shadow on the ground merged with the body, and Han Zhilu's cultivation level actually skyrocketed.

The snow-white jade flute that was his natal weapon had been broken into pieces, and Han Zhilu was seriously injured. She used herself as a musical instrument to vibrate her spiritual energy and play a chilling and sharp tune.

The sound wave full of murderous intent went straight towards Yuan Xian.

It was he who had just sent the life-substitution Gu into Han Jinyuan's body at the critical moment.

Yuan Xian activated the secret treasure, and just as he was about to stop it, the roar of thunder came rolling in.

"Stay away from my senior brother!" Sheng Xi noticed Han Zhilu's behavior and came to help with Goudan'er.

Even though they were far apart, the pressure brought by the thunder was overwhelming.

Han Zhilu was already seriously injured, but when the thunder approached with force, she spit out a large mouthful of blood and was forced to interrupt the attack.

She knew she was no match for Tian Lei, so she fled away.

Although they have been plotting against each other for many years, as brothers and sisters who grew up together, there is a conflict between them for power, but no blood feud.

Now that the enemy was at the forefront, Han Zhilu believed that Pang Wei would stand with her and instinctively flew towards him.

On the way, the golden bracelet broke and shattered into several petals. Han Zhilu's cultivation dropped from the combined stage back to the divine stage, and she even appeared extremely weak due to serious injuries.

She was filled with so much hatred that it almost turned into reality: "Senior brother, I'll lure that dead girl away, and you can help me kill Yan Che and that sword cultivator in black! He killed Jin Yuan!"

Pang Wei was also seriously injured and was taking medicine to regulate his breathing.

He had never taken Yuan Xian, a golden elixir sword cultivator, into his eyes before. Now that Yuan Xian had killed his legitimate son, Pang Weicai looked at him for the first time.

Looking at the young man's cold and determined face, Pang Wei felt familiar inexplicably.

He knew very well that he could not have met Yuan Xian, and suspected that Yuan Xian looked similar to some important person he had met once.

Moreover, the identity of this big man must be something that even he respects, otherwise he would not be able to remember the other person's appearance.

This kid's identity is not simple.

Don't say that he is seriously injured now and dare not act rashly. Even in his heyday, Pang Wei didn't dare to attack Yuan Xian when he realized that he had an extraordinary background.

Listening to Han Zhilu's voice urging him to take action, Pang Wei asked: "Where is your altar in the southeast spiritual world?"

Han Zhilu frowned: "Is now the time to ask this?"

"If you don't tell me, why should I help you?" Pang Wei asked.

Han Zhilu was angry: "He killed Jinyuan! Killed your son!"

"I have more than just one son, Jin Yuan." Pang Wei said, glancing at Hu Songyuan mockingly, "You also have more than one son."

Han Zhilu felt that all her anger was stuck in her chest, unable to calm down or rise up, which made her almost explode.

bastard!

Even now, he still wants to get something out of her!

The high-level monks in the Zhengnan Spiritual World all know that the Southeast Spiritual World is a thorn in the side of Heavenly Dao. If they can make waves in the Southeast Spiritual World, they will definitely win the favor of Heavenly Dao.

According to previous news from the demon world, the monks in the integration stage in the southeastern spiritual world disappeared without a trace. They were probably seriously injured in the battle with the demons 30,000 years ago and have died one after another.

Nowadays, only a group of gods in the transformation stage are left to support the Southeast Spiritual World. Any combination stage in the Zhengnan Spiritual World can control the wind and rain.

Feng San had to guard the formation formed by Jin Han outside the boundary and could not easily interfere with the affairs inside the boundary. As long as they can avoid Feng San and his wife and enter the southeastern spiritual world, they can do things for heaven.

A pre-set altar that has not been used for a long time has a high probability of being able to avoid Feng San's surveillance and directly enter the southeastern spiritual world.

Han Zhilu guessed that Pang Wei wanted to please Tiandao, and was angry that his first reaction was not to avenge his son.

But after calming down, she realized that she was not qualified to order Pang Wei now.

Many of Pang Wei's children are better than Han Jinyuan.

Without Han Jinyuan, it would be easier for Pang Wei to push other children to seize the power in her hands.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, if she didn't give him any practical benefits, she might really give up and leave him alone based on Pang Wei's character.

After all, the weight in Han Zhilu's heart is different between a son who has been raised personally for more than ten years and a son whom he has not seen for more than ten years.

She gritted her teeth and gave the exact coordinates of the altar: "It is located in the direction of Baihu, eighteen miles due south."

Pang Wei raised his eyebrows: "No more?"

"No, hurry up -" Before Han Zhilu could finish her words, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.

The flute in Pang Wei's hand penetrated her heart, directly shattering her almost broken soul.

Xiao Zhongjian, Pang Wei's secret skill.

One hit is sure to hit, and can severely damage the monks in the integration stage.

If Pang Wei hadn't been seriously injured before and the power of Xiao Zhongjian was greatly reduced, Han Zhilu would have dispersed on the spot.

Han Zhilu was stunned and looked at the person with warm blood on his face in disbelief: "You..."

She wanted to question Pang Wei, wanted to scold Pang Wei angrily, but she couldn't say a word. When she opened her mouth, she spit out a large mouthful of blood.

With her soul shattered, she couldn't even detonate her soul and drag Pang Wei to death with her.

Pang Wei injected spiritual power, and the long flute lit up with brilliance, directly shattering Han Zhilu's soul.

Her body was no longer supported, and she staggered and fell to the ground.

Pang Wei's blood-stained hand turned slightly, and the majestic spiritual power overflowed from the long flute, directly smashing Han Zhilu's body into flying ash.

He shook off the blood on his hands, took out the handkerchief and carefully wiped the long flute that was stained with blood, with a smile on his face.

"Junior sister, you can go in peace. I will carry forward Tianyin Pavilion, and your and Master's names will be passed down in Tianyin Pavilion from generation to generation."

Hu Song saw this scene from a distance, his eyes widened in shock, and he subconsciously wanted to rush over.

Pan Huai and Li Duojin quickly stopped him: "What are you doing in the past!"

Hu Songyuan was furious: "He——"

"Han Zhilu wants to kill you too!" Lu Xiang quickly put a calming charm on him to calm down Hu Songyuan.

Pan Huai nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Senior Brother, please stay out of their business."

He glanced at Yan Che secretly, hoping that Yan Che wouldn't be too happy at this time.

Yan Che's Jingxin Oral Liquid was still taking effect, and he couldn't see any expression on his face.

But he was clearly in a good mood.

Yan Che, who had been busy drawing the acceleration charm for Sheng Xi, drew a firework charm.

He threw the talisman into the air, and colorful fireworks exploded one after another under the sky filled with thunder clouds and thunder.

Pan Huai quickly covered Hu Songyuan's eyes.

Even if the Wenxin Sect people drink Jingxin Oral Liquid, they can calmly make people angry to death. (End of chapter)

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