Except for Deng Xuan and Li Bahu, he stood there on the spot because he spent money.

Because of the relationship between Xingsu Mountain and Xingsu Sea, he knows better the major sects in the Central Earth Divine Island.

There are three ninth-level martial saint temple masters in Qingyu Temple.

Below the three hall masters are four archbishops in the seventh-level martial saint realm.

Lang Tingfeng is one of the four real archbishops in red.

The "Wu Ming" sword is equivalent to cutting off an arm of Qingyu Temple!

"Am I wrong? Actually, this person is not Xingsu Haixingzi, he is really a member of the Hidden Sect?"

I also began to doubt my life.

Xingzi of Xingsuhai is definitely not that powerful.

Even the youngest genius in the Sea of ​​Stars, the Star-Picking Sword Saint, could not be the opponent of the seventh-level martial saint...

Who is this person sacred?

Han Yang stood above the void, feeling the changes in his body.

If it is in Tianwu Blessing Land, the injury of Wuxiang Nine Turns and the fifth turn can be recovered in a few breaths.

And outside the Tianwu Fu land, it may take a stick of incense!

He can only wait for an incense stick.

He suddenly smiled and looked at Xiao Jiuer and asked, "Can you still fight?"

Xiao Jiuer smiled sweetly and nodded vigorously.

Can fight!

The body of a zombie is immortal.

As long as she has enough death energy, her injuries can even recover faster than Han Yang!

This is also one of the reasons why Han Yang brought Xiao Jiuer with him, but he did not bring good luck.

The follow-up journey is destined to be a bloody storm.

Only when he and Xiao Jiuer recover quickly enough can they not be dragged down by injuries, survive the crazy pursuit of major sects and move forward.

After a stick of incense, Han Yang slowly opened his eyes.

boom!

boom!

Two figures suddenly disappeared from the spot.

...

Hundreds of miles away, in a valley somewhere.

The three sixth-level martial saints in the Qingyu Temple and the three sixth-level martial saints in the Sun and Moon Temple stood opposite each other, waiting a little anxiously.

Lu Yu, Lang Tingfeng's negotiations with the War God Sect involve the future of Tianwu Blessing Land and even the Shenxu, and also involve the four sects. They dare not be careless at all.

If the two sides reach cooperation, the four sects can not only occupy the divine ruins, but also take the line of the hidden sect, killing multiple deaths in one fell swoop.

But if the talk breaks down, the four major sects... will probably be in trouble.

Time passes by quickly under anxious waiting.

"Brother An, it's been an hour. You, please send a message to ask about the situation..."

A martial saint from the Sun and Moon God Sect couldn't help but urge him.

An Zong looked at him indifferently and said coldly: "The Bishop said, let's wait for the news. Don't make noise!"

The Martial Saint of the Sun and Moon God Sect twitched his face.

During this period, the Sun and Moon God Sect was unwilling to be seen by anyone!

The two major sect leaders were hunted down and the four major guardians fell. Now the other sects do not regard them as allies at all. They can be humiliated in their words.

But the situation is not as good as that of a human, and it cannot happen at all.

The atmosphere on the scene became awkward.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air was vaguely heard from the direction of the Holy City of Tianhai Alliance.

"Here you come!"

"Two sounds breaking through the air seem to have been completed!"

Hearing only two voices, unlike chasing and counter-chasing, the six people felt relieved.

Even the three martial saints of the Sun and Moon God Sect showed joy.

One hundred percent of the plan to drive tigers and swallow wolves, Han Yang and Xingsuhai will surely die.

No matter how talented Han Yang is or how strong his strength is, he cannot be an opponent of the Hidden Sect.

The deep hatreds of the past must be returned... with the capital and interest.

boom!

boom!

As the sound of breaking through the air became closer, An Zong's face gradually became a little wrong.

"It's not the martial arts and laws that the bishop practices... that's... Wuming of the War God Sect?!"

What?

Now everyone realized that something big happened!

The two people who were originally going to negotiate did not come back, but the two guys from the War God Sect came towards them.

A sense of crisis suddenly broke out.

"escape!"

The three martial saints of the Sun and Moon Sect turned around and ran without hesitation.

However, their speed is no match for Han Yang and Xiao Jiuer.

Before the three of them could fly far away, a petite red shadow caught up with them.

boom!

Two small fists rushed towards two of them.

The two martial saints all had their souls and quickly slashed.

Click!

Click!

Bai Shengsheng's little fist instantly shattered the two of them, and slammed on their chests with an unstoppable posture.

The sound of bone breaking resounded through the void.

The two of them wailed and fell from the sky.

"How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this!"

The two were simply incredible.

During the daytime battle, they were three-on-one and could clearly fight with this little zombie. Why did it take half a day to become so powerful?

The third martial saint dared not turn around and ran wildly, but as a pair of red embroidered shoes stepped through the void and hit the sword blocking his chest.

Click!

The sword body broke and he was kicked down.

Snap instantly!

A solid instant kill.

The three sixth-level martial saints are not enemies of Xiao Jiuer.

With the third-level zombie body and the fourth-level martial saint realm, Xiao Jiuer can compete with the seventh-level martial saint who has no spirits.

These sixth-level martial saints, even if they have spiritual bodies, have at most first-level and are not Xiao Jiuer's opponents.

He showed weakness during the day, but was just cooperating with Han Yang to act.

Plop!

Plop!

After falling from the void, the three of them found sadly that they had actually landed in the place where they stood before they escaped.

This precise "throwing" technique made the three of them creepy and no longer had a trace of luck.

What's even more embarrassing is that the three An Zong in Qingyu Temple have not moved at all, as if they had already expected that they could not escape from each other's palms.

The sixth level six martial saints stood tremblingly at Han Yang's feet, and they didn't even have the courage to look up.
To be continued...