Chapter 779

Tianwu will not be peaceful in the future. With the continuous influx of some forces in the fairy world, tianwu will show the trend of all schools of thought. At that time, no one can be alone.

"At the moment, the so-called seven sects are really mixed. Some of them have existed in name only."

Another channel suddenly appeared in front of him. Situ Mo took Zhao Qingcheng out and directly crossed out of the yuan magnetic star array.

"Li Xuankong is also a generation who plays tricks." Situ Mo rolled his eyes.

But it's just a channel. It's so complicated that it's full of fancy and useless things.

Qiqi was already waiting outside. When he saw situ Mo, he tiptoed gently and quickly came in this direction.

"Brother in law." Murong Qiqi suddenly hugged situ mo.

Then she saw that Zhao Qingcheng was also next to her. She released her hand and said with a smile, "sister Qingcheng, let's hold it, too."

Zhao Qingcheng chuckled, "Qiqi, my sister misses you so much."

"I also want to go to Qingcheng, sister."

After a brief warmth, situ Mo was preparing to leave here with the people.

After all, they have emptied all the treasures of the martial god, and there is nothing left.

Situ Mo left the gold and silver here directly to Tianxiang gate. After all, money is outside his body. Trinket has enough treasure to squander.

"Husband, I want to take the bodies of two martial uncles back." Zhao Qingcheng suddenly said.

Situ Mo nodded, "OK, let's go back the same way."

There are many people waiting outside the empty gate for the treasure of Wu God.

There are people from the demon sect, people from Jiulong holy land, some powerful sect doors, and even some unknown forces.

Among them, a famous sword guard is respectfully surrounding a young and beautiful woman at the moment.

The woman held Chunjun in her hand, and her handsome face was more dignified, staring at the door of yuekong all the time.

"I hope my husband is safe." Tang Jiayi spoke softly.

Since she became the sword master, she has been looking for the trace of situ mo. finally, she found him at Tianxiang gate, and now she has gone to the treasure house of the martial god.

I was worried, so I came with a famous sword escort.

"Sword master, the people of Fuxi holy land have also come." An old man said respectfully.

Tang Jiayi blamed, "master, I said don't call me sword master, just call me Jiayi."

The old man was the old man who brought her to tianwu world. The old man took a fancy to her physique, so he wanted her to become the master of Chunjun sword.

Tang Jiayi didn't live up to her expectations. The sword automatically recognized the master and became the master of Chunjun sword.

The old man can be said to be her mentor. Therefore, Tang Jiayi never forgot to become the sword owner.

"Yes, I forgot it again." The old man blamed himself.

Tang Jiayi looked to the horizon. There were indeed two or three breath of martial saints coming across the void.

"The old things in Fuxi holy land can really pick the time. They don't come early or late. They come at this time." Tang Jiayi said coldly.

These people obviously came to get a share.

"Master, how is the strength of our escort compared with the holy land?"

The old man thought for a moment, "if we don't lose them in terms of middle-level power, but if they add the Lord, they will be defeated."

"Jiayi sword master, you don't have to worry. Only the people from Fuxi holy land come this time. As long as the people from Nuwa Holy Land don't come, my famous sword guard is enough."

After all, the old man is still not used to calling Jiayi directly. He simply added a sword master behind him.

But just after the old man said this, there were two more red clouds in the sky.

"People from Nuwa holy land." Colorful clothes are dancing, and two people are painted with snake totem on their shoulders.

In the blink of an eye, the immortal spirit was lingran. The whole person had a faint murderous spirit. He glanced at the people, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Obviously, he didn't see the people in his eyes.

"It seems that my mouth is open." The old man had no choice but to smile bitterly.

"What should come will come." Tang Jiayi whispered.

"Nuwa holy land has always been indifferent to world affairs. Why is it that this time it is also excited about the treasure house of Wu God?"

A man in Fuxi Holy Land smiled.

The man looks like he is only 20 or 30 years old, but he is already a great master in the middle of wusheng.

The veiled woman in Nuwa Holy Land responded faintly, "Li Xuankong stole most of the Taixu spirit stones in tianwu world."

"As a result, most martial saints cannot break through the martial god."

"Now the martial god treasure house is open. This Taixu Lingshi, my Nuwa holy land, naturally wants a share."

After talking, the woman stopped talking.

In fact, not only the masters of the two holy places think so, but also some unknown martial saints.

With the passage of time, more martial saints began to come in this direction.

Now what is waiting for situ Mo outside the empty door is a bloody storm.

Inside the Wushen treasure, situ Mo knew nothing about all this.

After leaving the heavenly palace, he began to perceive Fang Qingqing's position with divine consciousness.

It soon came to an end.

"Qingqing is being chased and killed at the moment. Let's save her." Situ Mo coerced them into flying together and went straight to Fang Qingqing's position.

At the moment, on the edge of the cliff, people of chiyanzong point their swords at this former Saint.

"Fang Qingqing, the elder has an order. If he doesn't come back within three days, let us kill you."

"I am the saint of ChiYan sect. If you dare to kill me, are you not afraid of the punishment of the supreme elder?" Behind Fang Qingqing is the wanzhang cliff. At the moment, she is forced to be helpless and can only delay for a while.

"Hum, the supreme elder also promised and acquiesced in this matter. Now you are just an ordinary person without identity, and you are no longer the saint of ChiYan sect."

"Blame you for being too pedantic, colluding with Tianxiang sect and betraying our ChiYan sect."

"Kill, don't give her a chance to procrastinate." Led by a top master of Emperor Wu, there are dozens of strong people behind him.

These people add up to a terrible force.

Fang Qingqing is just the middle period of the Wu Emperor, not even the later period.

Fang Qingqing's fish intestine sword is horizontal in front of him, and he has made the worst plan.

However, her realm was too low and was defeated in an instant.

Spit blood.

Led by Emperor Wu, the peak sneered, "the saints who used to be high above are now like lost dogs."

"You always have to pay back what you eat and use."

"It's going to die anyway. We might as well be cheaper."

Fang Qingqing is really gorgeous. She is a saint on weekdays. A group of people are in awe of her. Now without the identity of a saint, who will worry about everything.

The people of chiyanzong laughed and Fang Qingqing clenched her teeth and retreated.

With one press of the hand, it was almost empty, and many rocks fell towards the cliff.

Fang Qingqing was afraid, but if he was really defiled by this group of jackals and hungry tigers, he might as well kill him.

Immediately bite your teeth, read in depth and jump directly.

"Sleeping trough, this woman really jumped."