On top of the ruins of the collapsed ancient temple of the Taiyin Sect, Dongfang Taiyi was holding a white bone stick, with his eyes alternating with golden light and black light under his messy hair, staring at the saint of the Taiyin Sect!

Even after hearing the old man Dongfang announcing his home, he still felt the overwhelming feeling like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Saint Duanmuzhen remained calm and roared righteously:

"Is this a saint invited by the Si people? I didn't expect that he actually passed on all the Taiyin Scriptures to you, and also gave you the name of the forty-first generation descendant? We are waiting for you..."

"boom!"

But he obviously underestimated the execution ability of the old man Dongfang. This old man was not a person like Si Xuan who would listen to a lot of nonsense. He swung the bone-white stick and smashed him directly!

"No, who exactly are you!"

How could Duanmuzhen, who was only at the saint level, be able to block the Great Sage's attack? He could feel the power of this stick, and even if he desperately burned his blood essence and saint's origin, he would not be able to activate the ashes in his hand!

But the white bone stick that absorbed the essence of countless saint-level beings was so gorgeous. Hundreds of holy beasts manifested themselves, and they were all finally gathered into a simple stick by Dongfang Taiyi!

"Ding!"

The two terrifying holy weapons collided, and there was only a crisp clashing sound, but Si Xuan could feel the terrifying power in it!

Even though the gray mace made by Taiyin Human Emperor's fifth generation grandson is infinitely close to the quasi-emperor weapon, Dongfang Taiyi's bone club is not weaker than it at all, and the master of the holy weapon personally took action, so the power is simply incomparable.

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"ah!"

Duanmuzhen screamed, his proud gray mace was knocked directly into the starry sky by Dongfang Taiyi's angry stick, and the terrifying bone stick fell directly on his head!

"puff!"

He was unable to avoid it, and the saint-level head and body were directly smashed to pieces with a stick, and even the holy armor on his body was broken into pieces by this blow!

"The forty-first grandson of the Human Emperor, direct disciple of the Great Sage Si Feng, Dongfang Taiyi!"

Old Man Dongfang did not look at the saint who was completely beaten to pieces, nor did he absorb the remaining lunar essence from him. He just repeated his identity again and again!

"Thank you, senior!" Si Xuan stepped forward. Where Duanmu Zhen was, there was only a pile of holy armor scraps left. "Guys who think like him are still very common among ancient tribes in the ancient times!"

"But he's a human!" Old Man Dongfang roared, and the veins in the hand holding the bone stick now popped out, showing his anger that he couldn't wipe away.

"People's hearts are unpredictable!" Si Xuan shook his head.

He waved his hand casually, and the four half-saints who were dying in the ruins of the ancient palace were taken into the Jiulitu. None of these people could survive, but it was really cheap to kill them casually.

"Traitor!" A scream filled with hatred came from one side, and it was the voice of the girl just now.

Si Xuan turned his head. The great sage-level roar of the old man Dongfang was actually blocked by the leader of the Taiyin Sect with a holy weapon. The men, women, and children who followed him all had minor injuries such as bleeding from the mouth and nose at most!

"Traitor! Let go of our half-saints!" outside the ruins, the girl who spoke evil words to Si Xuan screamed.

She saw with her own eyes the scene of Old Man Dongfang beating the ancient saint of their clan to death with a stick. At this moment, her eyes were red, and the hatred in her eyes was about to overflow!

"If you dare to attack our Human Emperor clan today, Ziwei will no longer have a place for you!" She obviously did not hear the conversation in the hall. This descendant of the Duanmu clan is very tough. The saint in the family is dead.

She still refuses to admit defeat!

"ignorance!"

Si Xuan didn't want to talk nonsense with her, he just glanced at the girl, Taiyin Cult Master and others, moved the Jiuli Tu, and took in all these more than a hundred people with different levels of cultivation!

"Prince!" Old Man Dongfang came over, holding the jet-black skull weapon that Duanmu had taken out in his hand, and handed it to Si Xuan.

Si Xuan took it. This pitch-black skull belonged to a saint named Si. He was killed by the Duanmu clan during a rebellion tens of thousands of years ago, and his head was refined into such a tool.

"The hatred of genocide cannot be resolved even if it takes tens of thousands of years. Today, Si will settle the cause and effect for you." Si Xuan felt the resentment contained in the dark head and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Let's take another look. There should be many traces of the Si clan in this clan's hands. Didn't those powerful people say that they raised many dark bamboos with their resentment? Find all similar things!"

Si Xuan carefully put away the weapon made from the dark skull. He remembered that the future Son of Taiyin God would also have a forest of Mingzhu in his hand, nourished by the resentment of the saint after his death. There should be more than these two such things.

"And the huge Taiyin God Sect should not only have these 100 people. Si doesn't want to let go of any one of the Duanmu clan." Si Xuan whispered, many people in this clan already regard themselves as the orthodox Human Emperor.

He couldn't stand such ridiculous things.

"The void is sealed, and no one can escape!" Old Man Dongfang had already guessed what Si Xuan was thinking. This man was called a human demon by the ancient tribes in the ancient times, and countless ancient ethnic groups were destroyed in his hands. The principle of eradicating the roots, he

He understood it much more profoundly than Si Xuan!

As early as when he first came to the Taiyin Sect, he completely sealed off this huge area covering thousands of miles.

The two came to an attic deep in the Taiyin Sect. According to the old man Dongfang, this is the place with the most abundant divine power within a thousand miles, and it should be the building where the sect's various cultivation resources and valuable tools are located.

The old man-demon directly used his magic power to shatter the saint-level formations covering this place. There are indeed a lot of "good things" in it!

"laugh!"

When Si Xuan walked into it, the first thing he did was to cut his finger and take out a drop of crimson blood containing the laws of the emperor, which turned into a small bloody seal in mid-air!

"Calling the spirit!"

He poured his magic power into the small bloody seal and softly recited a scripture that had been almost lost in ancient times!

Inherited by blood, the effect of this scripture is very simple, it is to use the power of blood to resonate with people of the same blood within a certain range.

Si Xuan is now using this kind of scripture to stimulate the human emperor's bloodline and looking for holy weapons related to the Si clan through bloodline connections!

"Buzz!"

Si Xuan's chanting turned into the sound of the great avenue and spread throughout the entire space, causing several weapons in the pavilion to shine. Under the attraction of the Human Emperor's bloodline, they all showed signs of recovery.

A small cauldron, a jade bottle, a holy robe, and a total of three holy weapons responded to Si Xuan's call. They were attracted by the small blood-colored seal in the air and floated in front of Si Xuan.

But he didn't stop chanting because of this. Instead, he frowned, and the small bloody seal shook even more violently!

Half a moment later, a bone knife, a bone umbrella, a bone whip and a bamboo forest floated over from a distance.

These weapons are all pitch black in color. The bone knife is made from a person's arm bones, the bone umbrella uses the leg bone as the handle and the ribs as the ribs, and the bone whip is a pitch black spine!

A saint's body can kill a king with just one drop of blood. Therefore, every inch of a saint's body is an excellent weapon refining material.

"What a Duanmu clan!"

Si Xuan looked at the four king's weapons in front of him with trembling eyes, and for a moment he couldn't say a word.
Chapter completed!