The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 650 Descendants of the Demon Emperor
The big man has arrived, and not long after this, the big man has arrived.

The supernatural power of that big man was also seen by Yang Wenhao. His own strength was much worse than that, but not too much. His peak combat power was comparable to Da Neng, and the strength of this big man might be at the mercy of Da Neng.

Immediately afterwards, all the five big men shot together, trying to break open the tomb of the demon emperor.

"Boom."

With a loud noise, the last corner of the demon emperor's tomb was finally opened, and the entire demon emperor's tomb was seen at a glance without any restrictions.

At the same time, streams of divine light flew out of the ancient temple and scattered around, as if fleeing. These are all psychic weapons, and each one is a priceless treasure in the outside world.

All the five big figures stretched out their big hands and grabbed towards the sky, but there were still quite a few Xia Guang who slipped through the net, rushed towards the sky, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

At this moment, all the monks who were watching from a distance took action, quickly flying in all directions, or chasing the sky, or rushing into the deep forest, chasing the rays of light.

When those weapons flew up into the air and ran towards the surroundings, Yang Wenhao directly pulled Ye Fan up into the air, and followed them with the Immortal Slashing Sword.

When it landed in a place, Yang Wenhao put Ye Fan down.

"Here?" Ye Fan felt very puzzled, the grass and trees were green here, and he didn't know what Yang Wenhao brought him here for.

Just when Ye Fan was wondering, streams of light came from afar.

The first green light hit, it was a psychic weapon.

Ye Fan hurried over to get it, because he also knew that it must be a good thing, and if he could get it, it would be worth it.

As for Yang Wenhao, he didn't rush to get it, but kept staring at the sky. What he wanted was that piece of green copper.

But by the way, Yang Wenhao also helped Ye Fan, forming a seal with both hands, and the word "Bing Mi" was printed instantly, directly seducing the rays of light above the sky.

These are psychic weapons, and it is very difficult for others to obtain them if they are not allowed to stop by themselves.

However, there is an exception for military secrets.

Not long after, Yang Wenhao's eyes lit up, he found what he wanted.

Immediately rising up with the sword, the secret seal of the soldier character directly trapped the glow, and then he was about to reach out to take it, but several rays of light flashed aside at the same time.

Yang Wenhao's eyes froze, and he made a seal with his hands, directly blocking the rays of light from outside.

"Are you looking for death?" Yang Wenhao's eyes were cold, and he scanned the surrounding monks who made a move.

These monks came here to eat leftovers, and the weapons in the hands of these escaped big shots were leftovers, and Yang Wenhao didn't care at all, all he needed was the piece of green copper, and he had no interest in the rest.

However, these people actually came to snatch it from him in obsession.

"Hand over the psychic weapon!"

"You can save yourself from death!"

Yang Wenhao snorted coldly, his face was indifferent, and the Immortal Sword in his hand turned into thousands of rays of light, directly beheading all the monks around him, and he also took the weapon in his hand.

"Kill me, ridiculous."

Yang Wenhao put away his things, opened his palms, and looked at the piece of green copper.

This green copper is really not simple, Yang Wenhao already understood it when he saw him for the first time.

I used my spiritual power to check it, but it was like nothing happened, and there was no response at all.

Yang Wenhao's income is in the dantian, it is best to put this thing in the dantian.

And the green copper didn't move at all, just quietly staying at Yang Wenhao's dantian.

Then, Yang Wenhao flew towards Ye Fan.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Ye Fan who seemed to be arguing with someone.

It was a fat man in Taoist robes with an obscene look on his face.

Seeing this person, Yang Wenhao seemed to think of someone.

But he didn't go down immediately, but looked to the other side. It was a big mountain, and on the top of the mountain stood a woman in white.

The woman is dressed in white, holy as snow, dancing with the wind, like a fairy about to ride the wind, this is an extremely beautiful woman, like an orchid in an empty valley, very out of the world, with a kind of tranquil beauty, in harmony with the beautiful nature around her The scenery is perfectly integrated, as if she is a beautiful part of this world.

Black hair dances lightly, long eyelashes tremble, eyes seem misty, red lips and jade teeth glisten with crystal luster, slender neck, icy muscles and jade bones, exquisite facial features, stunning face, and hazy curves. The body makes people feel flawless and flawless, so perfect.

"Yan Ruyu!"

Yang Wenhao guessed the identity of the woman in white at a glance.

Yan Ruyu, the last descendant of the demon emperor Qingdi in the Eastern Wasteland, possesses the extreme emperor soldiers.

When Yang Wenhao was staring at her, Yan Ruyu also turned her eyes and looked at Yang Wenhao with some surprise, but she didn't expect Yang Wenhao to find her.

"Stop here."

Like the sound of the sounds of nature, it was Yan Ruyu who spoke.

Yang Wenhao didn't say anything, but just watched.

At the next moment, a divine light struck and directly smashed the mountain into pieces.

Such a scene is shocking.

But it was the mountain that collapsed, and a treasure was revealed.

The cornucopia of the monster race, although Yang Wenhao had the intention, did not immediately take action to snatch it, because he knew that even if he took action, it would be impossible to grab it. Yan Ruyu had already put a restriction on it, and if any danger was discovered, he would evacuate immediately , no one can catch up.

Just as Yang Wenhao thought, Yan Ruyu was discovered.

The three big men chased after them.

But when they arrived, Yan Ruyu also left.

Can't catch up at all.

Even if he shot, what he hit was just above the void.

"Thank you to the seniors for your help, otherwise, even if the demon emperor's descendants come in person, it will be difficult to truly collect the emperor's treasure..."

Yan Ruyu is ethereal and holy, still flawless and unsullied, her appearance is peerless, put away the cornucopia, turn into a stream of light and go away, leaving only a string of laughter like the sound of nature.

"This little demon girl has been prepared for a long time. She carved the 'Dao pattern' there, condensed the 'force of heaven', and crossed the void. She is probably thousands of miles away at this moment."

Those three big men were extremely angry, after all, someone was robbing them right under their noses.

Most importantly, he was even ridiculed.

But when Yan Ruyu left, the eyes of the three big shots were fixed on Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao walks in the air, with a celestial sword under his feet, dressed in a white robe, exuding an airy aura all over his body.

But they just took a look, then disappeared immediately, and rushed to the center of the ancient temple. After all, the treasure of the Eastern Desolation has not yet appeared. If you waste too much time here to be found by others, it will be a big loss up.

Yang Wenhao smiled faintly. He knew very well that if the time was not too tight and they had no time to stay, they might have shot him.

(End of this chapter)