"You just betrayed me just because you want to return to Tianhemen?"

Zhuo Buqun looked at Shen Tujiao, his expression still very calm.

"You little Dou Xuan also want to remove my Dou Ling Seal and get rid of Tianhemen?"

Shen Tujiao sneered, her face full of disdain.

"Do you know how powerful the power of Tianhemen is?

Don’t know the sky is high and the earth is thick!”

"My father's property was left to me, but you took it for yourself and even pretended to share part of me. I have been in Juxianglou for two hundred years. I have never seen anyone, so how could I believe your nonsense?"

"I would rather give all my belongings to Mr. Huyan than let them fall into your hands!"

Shen Tujiao said gritting her teeth, her face full of resentment, as if the torture of these two hundred years was not because of Shen Tujue's enemy, but like Zhuo Buqun.

Zhuo Buqun shook his head and sighed, "Do you know that one thought is from heaven and one thought is from the underworld?"

Shen Tujiao sneered.

"Tuber tuberculosis, have you said enough?"

Hu Yanchi said, "If you say enough, hand over Shen Tujue's property, I will give you a complete body!"

The Tianhemen fighting men beside him all looked at Zhuo Buqun with a smile, as if they were watching the prey falling into a trap.

Zhuo Buqun shook his head helplessly. The two saints of Xuanming were still in the Tianhe Realm. He didn't want to do it at first, but in the current situation, it was obviously impossible not to do it.

"You actually dare to resist?"

Hu Yanchi showed a look of surprise, as if Zhuo Buqun could only let him slaughter. If he resisted, it would be something ruthless.

Zhuo Buqun said, "I won't resist."

Hu Yanchi smiled and said, "I don't know you dare not! The result of resistance will be that you can't survive or die!"

"I won't resist, but I will kill you all!"

Zhuo Buqun's voice with a murderous will fell, and waved his hand and rolled out a starlight, and figures emerged from the starlight.

These people were the ten slaves he hid in the mirror of the transformation of heaven. Batun stayed in the Earth Star Realm, and he was with him and had no chance to take action. This time, this time, it was the first time that these slaves were used.

Among these slaves, the strongest one was the Nine Star Douluo, and there were two Douluo, who were far stronger than the people of Tianhemen.

In addition, these slaves appeared too suddenly, which caught the Tianhemen fighters off guard and were killed in an instant.

"I am the grandson of the elder of Tianhemen. How dare you kill me?"

Hu Yanchi was shrouded in the momentum of the Nine Star Douluo and was about to be killed, but he was still arrogant.

Boom! Hu Yanchi was crushed into pieces by sharp sword intent, and all the other Tianhemen fighters were killed.

A slave was about to kill Shen Tujue, and Zhuo Buqun said, "Save her life!"

Then he put ten slaves into Huatianjing, Hu Yanchi and others' starry sky rings were all put away by him, and then he left.

Shen Tujiao stood there in amazement until Zhuo Buqun disappeared and looked at the corpses all over the ground. Then he realized his reaction and his whole body trembled violently.

"One thought in the sky, one thought in the underworld!"

Shen Tujiao recalled Zhuo Buqun's words in her mind, and endless regret and despair surged in her heart.

If I had known this, it might have been another fate to follow Zhuo Buqun to leave directly.

However, at this time, let alone returning to Tianhemen, it is difficult to even protect your life.

It is indeed a thought in heaven and a thought in the underworld, just a difference in thought, but it has completely different destinies.

"Who killed my grandson!"

A huge roar full of grief and anger suddenly came from the palace group floating in the air, shaking the clouds and mist outside the palace group rolled violently. The barrier like the sky also trembled, giving people a terrible feeling of changing the color of heaven and earth.

The sound was still echoing in the Tianhe Realm, and a figure walked out of nothingness with a monstrous murderous intent and came to the place where Hu Yanchi died.

This is an old man with a long hair and a young face. At this moment, he was full of grief and anger, and his body was filled with horror murderous intent, which made the void around him tremble.

"Grandson..." Seeing Hu Yanchi turning into slices of meat, the old man burst into tears.

Shen Tujiao recognized this person, Hu Yan Changsheng, the current great elder of Tianhemen, and his power in the sect was second only to the sect leader.

Her soul trembled and wanted to escape, but she couldn't move her steps.

Hu Yan Changsheng suppressed his grief, waved his hand to Shen Tujiao, flew into his hands, and then began to search for the soul.

"Shen Tu Jue, you have been dead for two hundred years. Do you still dare to instruct your disciples to come to Tianhemen to take revenge?"

Hu Yan Changsheng let out anger, and Shen Tujiao's body exploded and turned into ashes and floated around.

He learned from Shen Tu Jiao's memory that Zhuo Buqun had obtained the inheritance of Shen Tu Jue, and mistakenly thought that Zhuo Buqun was the successor of Shen Tu Jue.

Hu Yanchangsheng released the power of sensing, and the entire continent where Tianhemen is located was within his sensing range, but he did not sense the slightest breath of the murderer.

"Even if you escape to the Netherworld Yellow Spring, I will still pull you out and bury my grandson for yourselves!"

Hu Yanchi said with a hatred, and with a big sleeve, the dozen streets around him, along with all the buildings and people, turned into powder.

Then he stepped into nothingness, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, in the depths of the sky, Xuantian Dou Sheng was full of excitement and proud voice from nothingness: "I finally caught you, kid! He actually changed his appearance and breath with the help of the puppet dragon. If the noise made me have not alarmed me, I would have almost deceived me. Hehe... Mingdie, it's me!"

After leaving the market, Zhuo Buqun quickly changed his appearance and breath and headed straight to the small star gate outside Tianhemen.

Unexpectedly, the Star Gate was blocked and no one was allowed to leave Tianhe Gate. The Tianhe Gate fighters were almost all out, searching for Hu Yanchi's murderer.

Zhuo Buqun knew that he would not be able to leave Tianhe Sect in a short time, but he was not afraid at all. With the current strength of Tianhe Sect, the strongest people in the sect were at most Doudi, and it was impossible to find him.

He disguised himself as the appearance and aura of a fighter in Xingsu Gate and stayed in an inn.

Three days passed in a flash, and Tianhemen suddenly became quiet. The Tianhemen fighters who were looking for the murderer were all gone.

Zhuo Buqun was surprised and released a sense of induction. He could hear the sound in a tavern opposite the inn.

"Strange thing, Elder Huyan's grandson was killed by an outsider. Why did Tianhemen stop being over?"

"Elder Huyan is very doting on this grandson, how could he give up?

It must have been intentional to relax and lead the murderer to appear!"

"The outsider is really brave. Even Elder Huyan's grandson dares to kill!"

...I couldn't hear anything from everyone's mouth, and Zhuo Buqun was about to withdraw his senses. At this time, what the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said attracted his attention.

"The reason why Tianhemen has stopped is not to attract the murderer to appear, but because of another big event!"

The old man said slowly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Old guy, what's the reason?"

"That's because there is something that is a hundred times more important than finding a murderer."

The old man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and deliberately kept him in a silence.

A drinker hurriedly filled him with wine.

"Aunts, do you know?

The Jing family, Yan family and more than a dozen of other families among the ancient clan are preparing to select talented and heroes in all star fields!"

The old man's words made some people unaware of the fierceness, and the very few fighting people who knew the ancient clan were shocked.

"What is the ancient tribe trying to select geniuses with great fanfare?"

Zhuo Buqun was surprised.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a stern.

The old man in the tavern looked up at him, then grinned and showed his yellow teeth.

"Damn it, he is Xuantian Dou Sheng!"

Zhuo Buqun's scalp became numb and he was careless for a moment, but he couldn't notice that the old man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek in the tavern was actually disguised by Xuantian Dou Sheng.

In the tavern, everyone was about to ask the old man why the ancient clan selected geniuses, but found that the old man suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.
Chapter completed!