Above the sky, in the dead cold and dark starry sky, a pair of eyes that had never opened their eyes suddenly opened, which were eyes that looked like art.

It flashed with a glazed light, and when my eyes opened for a moment, a seven-colored glow shattered the sky and stabbed the earth underneath.

The blood dragon roared, the world shattered, and many defensive formations appeared on the main ship where Xiao Yuan was, but they exploded instantly in the roar of the dragon. Ding Tianyu's pupils were burning with fiery murderous intent and roared: "Go to die!!"

"boom!!!"

“Ahhhhh~~~~”

Xiao Yuan closed his eyes and kept dancing. The heat waves on his face seemed to make him feel like he was about to melt, and kept making heart-wrenching screams.

But the heat wave gradually faded, Xiao Yuan waved his hands, but did not usher in the power of destruction, which made him wonder if he had been destroyed, and this was just his last perception before his death.

It was not until one hand was placed on his shoulder that Xiao Yuan realized that he was not dead. At this time, the voice of the evil chess on the side came: "Second Prince, we are still alive."

“Living??”

Xiao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes. The blood dragon disappeared, but instead a brilliant seven-colored glow blocked his warship.

"puff!!"

The blood dragon was silent, and the warriors of the Three Thousand Cave Heavens vomited blood and suffered heavy injuries. As for the 12,000 Saint Warriors who supported him behind him, they felt like they were in a catastrophe. The formation was shattered, and their backlash was the most severe. Nearly half of them instantly shattered in the backlash and turned into a dead corpse.

"What happened??"

Everyone stopped the fight in their hands for a while and looked at the seven-colored glow in front of them in disbelief. At this time, the Zhu family ancestor changed his expression and screamed: "The magical artifact, the seven-colored glass lamp!! It is the master of Tianxing Pavilion!"

"What, the seven-colored glass lamp!!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, some were happy and some were shocked, and more of them were silence on their faces. Ding Tianyu, the governor of Xiliang Prefecture, looked at the seven-color golden cloud falling from the sky in front of him, and almost bit his gums.

If you fail, you will lose all your efforts. It’s just a little short of killing Xiao Yuan. However, at the critical moment, this seven-color golden cloud actually directly shattered the blood dragon, and its powerful divine power shattered the entire sky-storming formation.

Although he was not backfired, the destruction of the Chongtian Formation and the presence of the Lord of the Tianxing Pavilion made him feel an unprecedented fear in his heart.

"Impossible, how is it possible? Isn't the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion already dead? How could he still be alive?"

Zhu Xiaochun, the ancestor of the Zhu family, whistled to the sky. He didn't believe that it was the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion who was here in person, because as early as the Tian Yao Road 1,300 years ago, the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion was severely attacked by Ji Wushuang of the Ziyun League. Although he escaped, his injuries would never survive.

This is a secret, and even Tianxing Pavilion did not know about it. It was just suspected that the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion was attacked by the demon clan and died. For this matter, Tianxing Pavilion retaliated against the demon clan more than once.

The reason why Zhu Xiaochun knew about this was because the ancestor of the Zhu family had also participated in this matter and later assured him that the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion would undoubtedly die.

But now the rumored top artifact, the seven-colored glass lamp, reappears, makes Zhu Xiaochun have to doubt whether the Tianxing Pavilion Master still survived.

But if it was not dead, why didn’t Tianxing Pavilion retaliate against the Ziyun Alliance and the Zhu family over the years? If the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion is dead, then who is controlling the magical artifact that only the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion in history can control, the seven-colored glass lamp??

In amazement, the nine sky was gradually replaced by the seven-colored glows. The seven-colored glows flashed, and another sound of the poem echoed, and the vast sound spread throughout the thousands.

"Reading the books of heaven, watching the galaxy, figures in the pavilion, a scholar, glass in his palm, the world is the master!"

Accompanied by the poem, a figure scattered in his hand held a seven-colored magic lamp and walked down from the sky. Thousands of stars flashed, as if paving a star path for it.

Seeing this person's face, everyone's face was shocked. It was really the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion. The Lord of Tianxing Pavilion who had disappeared for a long time actually reappeared in the world, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Taotie: "That magic weapon seems to be very delicious."

Yazi: "There are so many people outside, it would be great if they could kill one big shot!"

Mocking Feng: "It seems very interesting."

The Sandals in the sea of ​​consciousness looked at the situation outside and couldn't help but discuss it. Chen Xu and the others had already searched all the savings of the entire Zhu family for thousands of years, especially the robbery-avoiding pill was also the target of Chen Xu's focus on taking care of him.

He couldn't help but get the pill recipe in the ancient building, and Chen Xu even refined the unfinished robbery pill and gave it to Fatty Zhu directly.

This guy is the bloodline of the gods, and it will definitely not be easy when he overcomes tribulation in the future. With this catastrophe avoidance pill, it will make it easier for him.

The four of them stood on the ancient building. Chen Xu looked at the changes in the battlefield in the distance, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Sure enough."

Just as I expected, a battle was just a trap, and no one would feel good when they jumped in. After this battle, the clans that supported Xiao Yuan and sent troops would suffer heavy losses, and Xiao Yuan himself was afraid that he would no longer have the powerful force he had before.

As for Xiliang Capital, look at the corpses everywhere in the city, look at the three thousand withered cave warriors, and look at the elite warriors with heavy casualties, and the dead elders of the Zhu family, who are the winners? They are all not.

The real winner has not taken action yet, but the real loser has not appeared yet, because the Ziyun League he had expected has not appeared until now. I don’t know why Chen Xu suddenly felt that he didn’t want the Ziyun League to appear.

If what he expected was right, if the leader of the Ziyun League chose to retreat today, he might be able to survive, otherwise he would definitely die.

"Impossible, aren't you dead? How come you are still alive!!"

Zhu Xiaochun roared in disbelief, but his pale face showed a look of fear. As early as that long time ago, the four words "The Lord of the Tianxing Pavilion" were the name of the world's number one martial arts master.

With the seven-colored glass lamp in his hand, he could completely ignore the threat of the heavenly tribulation, sweep across the Tianzhou, and overwhelm the demon clan. At that time, the Zheng family had to retreat immediately when they heard the four words "The Lord of the Tianxing Pavilion".

The world is in power, and it deserves its name.

This is also why Ji Wushuang attacked him. At that time, Ji Wushuang was his most trusted friend, but he didn't want to stab him in the back when he was fighting with the demon clan. Not only Ji Wushuang, but also the ancestors of the Zhu family and the ancestors of several other clans took action together.

It is said that the situation at that time was extremely cruel. The Lord of Tianxing Pavilion was severely injured again after his bloody combat power, and he was almost dead. However, with the strength of the seven-colored glass lamp in his hand, he still shot several clan ancestors to death and escaped.

But even the gods couldn't save his injuries at that time, how could he still be alive? Faced with Zhu Xiaochun's shock and doubts, the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion was not even interested in looking at him.

He looked over the sky above Xiliangdu Mansion and said coldly: "Friend, since you are here, why haven't you shown up yet? Are you unhappy to see my good friend alive?"

Seeing that there was no reaction, the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion gradually showed a look of disdain on his face, and the voice of provocation increased: "Oh, you are afraid of me, just like back then, do you dare to hide behind me and sneak attack me?"

"Hmph! I'm just hesitating whether to make you become a dead person again!"

It seemed that he was stimulated by the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion. The void suddenly exploded and Ji Wushuang walked over, and several elders of the Ziyun League followed behind him.

Ji Wushuang's eyes flashed with a hot light, staring at the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion, and said coldly: "I was not as good as you back then, but now you are just a broken body. You are just living with the lamp oil of the seven-color glass lamp in your hand.

You are like the lamp in your hand. When the oil is exhausted, when you are desperate, I see that there is not much oil on your lamp. You can fight me for a few rounds? One? Two? Humph!"

Isn’t Ji Wushuang afraid of the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion in his heart? He is afraid, of course he is afraid. As early as that era, he not only lost to the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion once, but even though he also had a magical weapon in his hand, he was not an opponent of the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion.

Even his sudden appearance at this moment made Ji Wushuang feel a little frightened deep in his heart, but he dared to appear here because he could see that the current Lord of Tianxing Pavilion was only relying on the lamp oil of the seven-color glass lamp in his hand to survive.

Once the fierce battle continues, the consumption of lamp oil is accelerated, which is equivalent to consuming his life span. Even if it is dragged, he can drag the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion to death here.

"Hey, you have seen through this. Yes, I am relying on lamp oil to maintain my body, but... I don't know if the lamp oil is enough, but it's still enough to kill you."

The two of them had their eyes facing each other for a moment, and there was endless killing in their eyes. In an instant, they both took action at the same time. A seven-colored glass lamp flashed in the hands of the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion, and the seven-colored glow light turned into seven divine swords and killed Ji Wushuang.

"Tai A Jian!"

Ji Wushuang shouted loudly and also sacrificed the magical artifact, which was a bronze long sword. Although I don’t know how many years have passed, there was no cold light on the sword’s edge. The sword body was burning with a hot golden cloud. With a sweeping blow, a destructive force suddenly penetrated the sky.

"boom!!"

When the two collided, the sky exploded into a ball of daytime. No one could open his eyes. The shock wave visible to the naked eye spread rapidly around. Some warships did not have time to dodge and immediately disappeared in the shock wave.

At this time, the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion jumped and soared into the sky. At the same time, he pointed at Ji Wushuang and shouted coldly: "Come here to fight, let me see what the waste that could only cry back then grew up!"

"Principal, beware of fraud!"

At this time, several elders beside Ji Wushuang immediately spoke, but Ji Wushuang ignored it at all. He held the Tai A sword in his hand and jumped into the sky with the Lord of Tianxing Pavilion.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
Chapter completed!