Villain: The Empress Master is poisoned, and the traitor is ecstatic

The Tian clan, the former first family in the Central Domain, is hidden among the mountains and jade, with a fairy ethereal color.

A majestic palace, nestled between the clouds and mist, looks full of fairy charm.

The palace door is wide open, in the exquisite attic, a beautiful woman sits on the top, holding a volume of ancient books in her hand, carefully reading, wearing plain clothes and snow, the skin is white like clotted fat, beautiful and incomprehensible, graceful and graceful.

Although her appearance is not a country and a city, she has a unique charm, revealing the unique charm of a mature woman.

The plump but not bloated delicate body outlines a perfect curve, a green silk is coiled behind the head with a hosta, and only two strands are scattered on the chest at will, giving people a kind of lazy and mature and charming temperament.

This person is the wife of the former patriarch of the Tian clan, and the current acting patriarch Jiang Huangge.

Jiang Huange put his index finger on the cherry and took a sip, turned the pages of the book, and a look of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, one of the life soul cards of the descendants of the Tian clan behind him suddenly exploded, turned into a puff of blood mist, and disappeared into heaven and earth.

"Tian Dayong, is he dead?" Jiang

Huange Liuye frowned slightly, and asked in a little surprise.

Although Tian Dayong is the son of her concubine who died ghostly, he is also fostered by her side.

Tian Dayong's talent and strength are also beyond doubt.

A few years ago, those old guys of the Tian clan favored and were focused on training, and even became the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Land.

But now....

He turned out to be dead!

A complicated look flashed in Jiang Huange's eyes, and then he regained his composure.

I saw that he took out a sound transmission magic weapon, swept it with his divine thoughts, and connected it to his own son Tian Wenjing, who was heading to the Ancient Divine Mountain.

Speaking of Tian Wenjing, this is also the most outstanding disciple of the Tian family.

At a young age, he is already a half-step powerful realm, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong, which is the hope of the Tian clan in the future.

Tian Wenjing, who was galloping across the mountains with more than a dozen Tian elites, suddenly received a prompt from the sound transmission device.

A handsome face showed a touch of joy, and his divine sense penetrated into the magic weapon, and said happily: "Mother, I have arrived at the Ancient Divine Mountain, and with this half of the treasure map, my son will definitely be able to get that supreme treasure!"

Tian Wenjing's face was full of excitement, and his eyes flashed with a scorching light.

The Tian clan was once a behemoth with a profound heritage.

At the beginning, the Tian clan had to hide in the deep mountains and old forests because they offended a king, so they had to live in secret.

After so many years, the foundation of the Tian clan has long since disappeared and has become a small clan.

If you want to rise again, you must seek an opportunity.

And this time, Tian Wenjing's luck was good, he actually got a copy of the information about the Ancient Divine Mountain, and he also had half a treasure map.

The treasure map is marked with a supreme artifact, as long as you get that supreme artifact, the Tian clan will no longer be a small clan, and even have the hope of becoming one of the four super clans in the Central Domain

! Therefore, the Tian clan will send Tian Wenjing to personally rush to the Taigu Divine Mountain with a Taishang elder of the Tian clan, wanting to obtain this supreme artifact!

"What? Tian Dayong is dead?"

When Tian Wenjing heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "If you die, you will die, just the son of a cheap maid! This kind of waste will die when it dies, what is there to regret!"

"No matter how you say it, it is your younger brother, and it is related to the Tian clan and the Taixuan Holy Land..."

Jiang Huange Dai frowned slightly, couldn't help sighing, and sighed lightly: "I look at the place where he is buried seems to be extraordinary, I'm afraid there is a big opportunity, and it is very close to you, and I can't delay your business..."

Jiang Huange looked at the interrupted sound transmission device, and a bitter look appeared in his eyes.

"It's all to blame for his dead ghost dad who died early, I was busy with family affairs and neglected to discipline you, so I let him develop such an acute child!"

"Hey... It's time for him to find someone to discipline him well!"

Jiang Huange sighed helplessly, and immediately continued to bury his head in the sea of books.

"Young master... Do you really want to go, don't you wait for Elder Taishang to come along?"

an old woman beside Tian Wenjing couldn't help but remind in a low voice.

This old woman is Tian Wenjing's nurse.

Tian Wenjing snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that old man doesn't know which old gentleman he is drunk in, and he can't wait for him for three days and three nights!"

"Nurse, let's get on the boat!" Tian

Wenjing said to the old woman, shook her body, jumped onto the ancient boat, and galloped away with the ancient boat.

......

Chu Mo looked at the Taixuan Holy Son who was separated from the human head and was stunned for a while.

It's too early to kill....

The incomparably mysterious Taixuan Xuantian Step on his body hasn't been obtained yet!

"Master, although the person is dead, but the sea of knowledge is not closed, you can try soul searching!"

Chu Mo's eyes lit up: "And this operation, you come and search it!"

Golden-winged Dapeng: "

I already knew that I wouldn't say

it! Not to mention that the soul searching technique consumes one's own spiritual energy, it will also damage one's own divine sense, and at the level of a holy son like the Taixuan Holy Son, there will inevitably be a prohibition left by the sect's power in the sea of knowledge, so as to prevent others from snooping on the secret techniques of their sect!

The suggestion was made by himself, and he had to complete it while crying.

Otherwise, I will have to lose a few catties of meat in a while!

The Golden-winged Dapeng was very bitter in his heart.

But he had no choice but to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and start to perform the soul searching technique.

"Hum~!"

A strange fluctuation poured out from the sea of consciousness of the Taixuan Holy Son, and a phantom appeared from the sea of consciousness of the Taixuan Holy Son.

It was a white-haired old man, with a gloomy complexion, a thin body, and eyes as sharp as a sword.

This old man was full of majestic momentum, exuding terrifying holy might.

"Who is it who wants to spy on my Taixuan Holy Land secret technique!" The

old man's voice was hoarse and low, like a flood bell and a great lu, shaking the surrounding mountains and forests.

The Golden-winged Dapeng felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered, and his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly used his magic power to block the sound.

"What? My disciple is dead, who did it!" The

white-robed old man saw the picture of the Taixuan Holy Son's body falling, and immediately became furious.

His clothes rattled as a force burst out of his body, shattering the nearby mountains into ashes in an instant.

"Damn, it's actually the peak of the Holy Lord Realm!" the

Golden-Winged Dapeng scolded secretly while resisting this strong oppressive intent.