At this time, Mount Xumi was really experiencing a lot of changes, the world was in ups and downs, and the rumbling sounds continued to be heard from the smoke-filled demonic energy, which lasted for an hour.

When the ten thousand feet of mysterious light shot out from the black demonic aura, the Demon Sect Ancestral Palace came out after thousands of calls, and finally revealed its true face.

The magic gate halls with black as the background rise one after another, connected end to end, and are built on the top of Mount Xumi, like an ink dragon entrenched!

There was a fluctuation in the space, and the East Prince and the Queen Mother of the West appeared in the sky together. The Kunlun Mirror of the Queen Mother of the West hung above her head, blooming with mysterious light.

The Xuanmen monks never took their eyes off the vision on Mount Xumi, and they were all ready to make a move. The appearance of the East Prince and the Queen Mother of the West happened at the perfect time to suppress the imminent riot.

This is the ancestral land of the Demon Sect, and the treasures hidden in it are so tempting that there is probably no monk in the ancient world who would not be tempted!

How could people like the Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West not know the thoughts of the monks on this mountain?

"Everyone, the Demon Sect's ancestral palace has left. Our Xuanmen has been fighting all the way and has finally reaped the rewards. At this moment when everyone is watching, I hope you will pay attention to your words and deeds and don't lose the dignity of our Xuanmen!"

When the last word was uttered, Prince Dong's face was already full of seriousness. As the leader of the Xuanmen's male immortals, he must stabilize the situation at this critical moment.

Queen Mother of the West took a step forward and stood side by side with Prince Dong, her attitude self-evident.

Dong Wanggong's words firmly occupied Xuanmen's position, and no one in Xuanmen dared to refute it, not to mention that most of the Xuanmen monks in the mountain were supporters of the two immortal heads.

"The words of Duke Dong are profound and righteous, and we are willing to obey the orders of Duke Dong!"

The supporters of the Duke of the East were also very smart. Seeing this scene, they quickly cheered. The shouts of mountains and tsunamis enveloped the bystanders and completely stabilized the situation.

In Xuanmen, in addition to the Prince of the East, the Queen Mother of the West and their subordinate forces, there are also some who are dedicated to cultivating top powers. They are not attached to any force. Representatives include Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor Hongyun, Ancestor Kunpeng, and Elder Styx.

Zu et al.

Zhen Yuanzi, Patriarch Hongyun and the like have a peaceful mind and are unconcerned with the world. They feel that the words of Duke Dong are reasonable and have no objections.

Unruly people like Ancestor Styx and Ancestor Kunpeng inevitably have some thoughts in their minds, but after all, they do not have an innate spiritual treasure like the Kunlun Mirror. They are a step late and can only watch the two immortal generals stabilize the situation.

Hu Naihe!

As soon as he said it, no one in Xuanmen dared to disobey him. The feeling of having great power made Prince Dong obsessed with him. A different kind of feeling grew from the depths of his heart, and for a moment his head was a little dizzy.

The Queen Mother of the West noticed the strange behavior of Prince Dong, and quickly reminded him: "Donghua, it's not easy to take care of him for a long time at this time!"

Hearing Taizhen's reminder, Prince Dong suddenly woke up, his eyes were a little blurry, and he quietly retreated. With a calm expression, he stretched out his hand to stop the Xuanmen monks from shouting, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, the treasures that the Demon Sect has ravaged the wilderness are in this palace.

Everyone can take all of it, and in three days the Xuanmen will return to Kunlun!"

"Ouch..."

With the treasure right in front of them, the Xuanmen monks on Mount Xumi burst out with their most primitive shouts, and the excitement in their hearts was conveyed unabashedly through these shouts.

Prince Dong's fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled. He almost lost his mind just now. He glanced gratefully at the beautiful lady beside him. Queen Mother Taizhenxi smiled in return. The Kunlun Mirror flashed and the two of them disappeared into the air.

After all, the secrets of the Demon Sect are still waiting to be discovered by the two Xuan Sect Immortal Leaders!

As soon as the Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West left, the Xuanmen tribe completely lost their restraints and rushed towards the majestic palace like a furious wave of the sea. Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng and other Daluo did not stop, and entered the palace in a flash.

Dividing up the treasures left by the Demon Sect, Daluo Jinxian will undoubtedly have to take the first step, and the rest will be the turn of the ordinary monks like a wave.

In a space within the Demon Sect's Ancestral Palace.

This is a medicinal field, where the magical elixirs collected by the Demon Sect from all over the world are planted, many of which are rich in innate energy.

This place is supposed to be a secret place of magic, but today a group of uninvited guests are welcomed, trying to take away all the spiritual things in this medicine field.

Zhan Yu was suddenly among this group of uninvited guests whose eyes were red with anger. When Dong Wanggong left and the Xuanmen monks rushed towards the Demon Sect Palace like crazy, he was separated from Mo Li, Sang Po and the others.

After all, what is important at this time is the word "quick", and holding a group will slow down the speed. Moreover, Dong Wangong has said it first, so I guess the Xuanmen monks will not mess around.

When it is safe and sound, if you work separately and rely on your own opportunities, you may be able to gain more!

Zhan Yu had already thought of various strategies to hunt for treasure after entering the Demon Sect Palace, but as soon as he entered the palace, he found that all kinds of planning and thinking were all useless, because there were too many Xuan Sect monks. Where to rush?

They are all crowded.

"Fronso, go!"

The long silver rope drew a ray of light, and in a flash it headed towards the medicine field. The hook of the rope was as fierce as a snake's head. If this hook is implemented, it will definitely bring up a large amount of elixir.

But there are countless elixirs, and everyone wants to get more. All of a sudden, axes, axes, knives and forks all reached forward, trying to seize a favorable position to dig out the elixirs.

Fulongsuo was about to make a success when suddenly a spiritual light came from the side and blocked his way. Zhan Yu frowned immediately.

There is an unclaimed treasure in front of them, and everyone collects it according to their own abilities. It is normal to have some collisions, but thousands of threads are flying in this spiritual light, and some threads have been entangled in Zhan Yu's Fulongsuo, which is a bit too much!

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

Zhan Yu pointed his sword, and a dragon roar came out. The sharp sword behind his back was unsheathed, and the sword energy was like a waterfall, directly cutting off all the silk threads wrapped around the Fulong rope.

"ding ding ding"

The purple long sword dashed left and right with great courage, blocking all the magic weapons that tried to intercept him in a head-on manner, clearing a path for Fulong Suo.

"Back!"

Zhan Yu grabbed one end of the Fulongsuo and pulled it back with all his strength to bring back all the elixirs covered by the long rope. Some of them were innate elixirs!

"How cruel, you actually destroyed the magic weapon of the same sect!" A skinny old man took the magic weapon back and said with great distress.

When Zhan Yu heard the sound, he looked over and saw an old man-looking monk holding a short whisk. He grinned, with a fierce light in his eyes, and stared at the old man and said: "What if I destroy your magic weapon?"

, If I hadn’t been in such a hurry to collect the elixir, I would have killed you little old man!”

Zhan Yu's words seemed directed at the old man, but in fact he was flexing his muscles. After all, the treasure is touching people's hearts. If he doesn't show his ferocity, he might not be able to hold on to the innate elixir he just got.

The old man was also a fearless monk who was dazzled by the treasure. He was glared at by Zhan Yu's bloodthirsty eyes, his eyes averted, and he was speechless for a moment.

The monks who were watching had no intention of watching the excitement. They kept moving their hands, using magical powers and magical weapons. The Noble Medicine Field was completely wiped out in a matter of seconds.

In the process of fighting for each other, there was inevitably some friction, but everyone tacitly agreed to fight only with magic weapons and not with real action. After all, they took into account the identity of Xuanmen monks.

The monks poured in like a tide and then receded. When Zhan Yu saw that the spiritual field was empty, he wanted to leave. He planned to go to other palaces to hunt for treasures. When he came near a rockery that decorated the scenery, he suddenly stopped and took a closer look at the rockery.

It was made of meteorite iron one day!

This magic sect is really rich, and even any ornament is a rare treasure. Zhan Yu, who found the trick, immediately used his extraordinary skills.

Every time you visit a hall, you will never leave it empty. Even if the hall is empty, you must pack up and take away all the tables, chairs, beams, and hanging palace lanterns and treasures in the hall. After all, these things may not look conspicuous, but many of them are Taiyi spirits.

Made of gold, Western Geng gold and other precious materials!
Chapter completed!