Nine Heavenly Towers

Just as Master Yanwu frowned, black smoke gradually rose around the place.

"What's the reason? How can there be such a feeling for no reason?" Master Yanwu was puzzled, he didn't know that Yan Mozi had been beheaded by Zhuo Wenqin, let alone that Zhuo Wenqin had also been beheaded by Xuanmu .And his Flame Dance Kingdom team has been completely disintegrated.A large number of flame dance country monks have died.

At this time, dozens of monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom had already fled for their lives.

After his divine sense scanned this scene, he had vaguely guessed something.His expression was even more serious, and his hands grabbed at the black smoke that filled the air.Immediately, you can see that the black smoke all over the sky is condensed, covering the entire sky of Guangmingzong.

In the sky above Guangmingzong, it was pitch black, and after no light was absorbed, the protective formation of the sect became much smaller in an instant.

"Blast this deity with black smoke. Within an hour, we will blow open the sect of Guangming Sect." Master Yan Wu screamed sharply, and grabbed the black smoke in the air with his right hand.The black smoke instantly condensed from midair into a dense black flame.The black flame leaped up to a height of more than ten feet, and bombarded the Guangming Sect's guardian array.

At this time, Guangmingzong's protective array immediately trembled.After trembling for a few breaths, just as he was about to stop, several streaks of thick black smoke were condensed by the top-ranking Nascent Soul cultivators of the Flame Dance Kingdom, bombarding the Guangming Sect's protective array.

Under the large array of guardians, four top-ranking Nascent Soul monks and more than twenty high-ranking Nascent Soul monks were sitting cross-legged with awe-inspiring expressions.It can be seen that there are bursts of soft white light emanating from these monks.These rays of light quickly integrated into the guardian array.

"boom……!"

"Bang bang bang...!"

A series of sounds exploded in the air, the sound was almost deafening.And those four top Nascent Soul cultivators looked stern, their eyes dimmed quickly, and they spurted a mouthful of strong blood from their mouths.

The eyes of the four top Nascent Soul cultivators of Guangming Sect and Yuehua Sect showed strong unwillingness, and they rushed towards Master Yanwu and the others with great hatred in their eyes, doing their best one after another.

Seeing this, Master Yan Wu sneered, he muttered secrets that no one could understand, and even shot out strange light symbols with his hands.These strange light symbols quickly disappeared into the black smoke in the sky.

But seeing the black smoke quickly split into cracks, revealing a dazzling red light.

The red light shot down through the black smoke, and the monk only needed to use his spiritual sense to sweep it away, and then he could find that it turned out to be a monstrous flame pouring down from the cracked gap.

None of the cultivators in the fantasy kingdom would have thought that Master Yanwu would have such a skill, and would condense so many flames on top of the black smoke.These flames ignited endless flames in the air, and the entire Guangming Sect was instantly engulfed by the sea of ​​flames.

"Withdraw...!" An old man of the Guangming Sect sent out an extremely majestic divine thought at this time.After the spread of his spiritual thoughts, all the low-level monks frantically fled towards the north.And those high-ranking monks are at the rear.

At this time, dozens of monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom have gradually appeared in the distance.Master Yan Wu sent out a divine thought, and shouted angrily: "What's going on with you? How did you escape in such a mess?"

These monks all looked panic-stricken, knelt down on the ground in a panic, the corners of their lips were still trembling, and said: "My lord, that Zhuo Wenqin actually beheaded Senior Flame Demon with a sword. And The four top-level Nascent Soul Seniors of the Demon Flame Sect were also beheaded!"

As soon as these words came out, Master Yan Wu's face suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply: "The Flame Devil was really killed by Zhuo Wenqin's sword? If you dare to lie about the truth, I will not let you wait."

"It's true, this junior dare not lie to the Master." The leading middle-aged disciple said repeatedly with trembling voices.

"What a Zhuo Wenqin. If that's the case, then the old man will go to have a meeting. I want to see what this person can do?" Master Yan Wu's eyes revealed a dark and prey, revealing his murderous intent.As he spoke, he said to the eight top Nascent Soul cultivators behind him: "The Flame Demon was beheaded by Zhuo Wenqin, I'll go meet him later."

The voice echoed in the sky, and the eight top Nascent Soul cultivators in the Flame Dance Kingdom all showed surprise when they heard the words.As for what kind of monk Zhuo Wenqin was, he couldn't help but guess in his heart.Naturally, everyone couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"father……!"

Among the monks fleeing and fighting in a panic, a female voice resounded clearly.

Yin Su's body shook, and he stopped suddenly in the air.He looked back and found that the voice was all too familiar to him, it was the voice of his daughter Yin Ning.However, not only did his face lack any joy, but it was extremely complicated.

"Father, I'm Ning'er...!" Seeing this, Yin Ning still couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and stepped towards Yin Su without thinking about his body, his steps were so fast that they just left a void in the air. film.

"Ning'er..., Ning'er..." Yin Su murmured with tears in his eyes.From the bitterness at the beginning to the lack of joy or sadness on his face now, Yin Ning suddenly felt a jerky feeling.

"Father! What's wrong with you?" Yin Ning couldn't help asking.She flew into Yin Su's arms.

Yin Su stretched out his hands, which seemed to be numb.At the moment Yin Ning threw himself into his arms, he suddenly trembled all over.Tears overflowed even more.

"Ning'er, dad..." Yin Su wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking. "Father is not by your side, you have not suffered any grievances, have you?"

"Ning'er is fine, with Mu Mu and his brothers taking care of me, I'm fine." Yin Ning said sobbing.

"It's fine, Daddy is useless. In Yichongtian, he might be considered a beast emperor..." Yin Su's words were cut off, and was suddenly interrupted by Yin Ning, who comforted him and said, "Daddy, it's Ning'er." It's useless. Ning'er has no ability to find Daddy, and no ability to take care of Daddy."

"Alas...!" Yin Su sighed and didn't say much.

"Daddy, what are your plans for the future?"

"In the future...? Daddy has no plans. The only thing he can do is to hope you have a happy life."

"Father, you haven't changed."

Yin Su was taken aback by Yin Ning's words, he smiled and said, "Did I say that I have changed?"

"No."

At this time, Yin Ning's eyes suddenly turned to the distance, a white figure galloping towards him.She suddenly danced excitedly, she stared at the distance with wide-eyed phoenix eyes, pointed to the white figure, and said ecstatically: "That's Xuanmu, the little wood is not dead...!!!"

When Yin Su saw Xuan Mu appearing, his expression was a little unnatural.This faint expression change was hard to spot.Yin Ning didn't notice that she was striding towards that white figure with an excited look.At the same time, he laughed and said: "Xiao Mumu, you didn't die. It made people think you were dead, and I was sad for a long time."

Just after Yin Ning said this, she suddenly found that Long Ye was also behind Xuan Mu.After a slight change in his face, his small mouth pouted, and a faint sourness emanated from his whole body.

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't die so easily." Chongpeng laughed loudly, and when he saw Xuanmu's appearance, he was obviously overjoyed.

"Master!" An old man with a high level of cultivation in Yin Yuanzong was obviously a little surprised, and he couldn't help murmuring.

Fang Yu retracted the feather fan in his hand, and a white light quickly spread out from his feather fan, and he was fighting an old man with a high-level Nascent Soul cultivation base.Fang Yu's blow directly blasted him dozens of feet away.The old man's expression was horrified, he felt an extremely strange aura for some reason in the attack just now.

"It's faith...!" The old man murmured with his eyes wide open.He naturally also noticed that Fang Yu's eyes were looking respectfully at a white figure striding forward in the distance.Who is this person?

When this person appeared, Fang Yu seemed to have a strong belief in him.With faith, the spells cast by Fang Yu turned out to be much stronger than before.

He naturally knew the importance of faith in the process of fighting, and with faith, he had a burning fighting spirit.

When the old man suddenly woke up, he backed up from mid-air again and again, his steps were so fast that they almost left scars in the air.

At this time, Jiang Zhao also looked at the white figure that was flying towards him. Although it was difficult for the naked eye to see the figure that was hundreds of feet away, he could find the appearance of this person, the aura on his body and the mysterious wood. The breath on the body is exactly the same.He smiled in disbelief, and said to himself: "Then Zhuo Wenqin said that you were beheaded by him, and I believed it at first. Because the sword called the sword of killing is indeed yours. It’s not that you are in danger, he will never be able to get the sword. Seeing that Chongpeng is so determined, I actually believed that you are still alive, but I didn’t expect that you are really still alive. There is hope for our Dreamland.”

The light of hope gradually burned in Jiang Zhao's eyes, and he stepped towards Xuan Mu excitedly.

Xu Yunchong also felt the familiar breath, and turned his head to look at Xuanmu in the distance.The surprise and admiration in his expression were all written on his face, he laughed and said: "Old Ancestor, you can rest in peace now. You are not mistaken, that Xuanmu has already reached the top Nascent Soul Stage cultivation level. Zhenxing My Miao Yinzong is just around the corner."

"Xuanmu...?" Yang Qing, who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, her pupils contracted, and she stared into the distance in disbelief.His expression suddenly changed, showing both joy and bitterness.Her face was full of sorrow, she didn't know how to describe her feelings.

"The master is back...!"

"It's our master Xuanmu who has returned. The bastards of the Flame Dance Kingdom, your time of death has arrived."

"The head is invincible, the head is mighty."…………………

All the Yinyuanzong disciples couldn't help cheering at this moment.I can't contain my excitement.