The celestial veins shone brightly, like crystals, exuding a mysterious and obscure qi.

On the top of the mountain, there was no movement for a long time.

It wasn't until one of Wutian's feet stepped into the range of the top of the mountain that the voice of the mysterious woman came out slowly, but it was very faint, and even Wutian, who was already close at hand, did not hear it.

"From the ancient times to the present, no one has ever successfully opened the heavenly veins and the earth veins, the ninety-nine meridians are the limit, I didn't expect him to succeed, is he really the person in the prophecy of the god king?"

Suddenly, the mysterious woman chuckled and said, "Since the Heavenly Master has to confirm it, then come in!"

In fact, there is no need for her to say that Wutian has passed through a row of towering trees on the edge of the cliff and descended on the thatched house.

"Huh, no one?"

Glancing down, Wutian's brow furrowed.

The top of the mountain can be about a thousand feet, in addition to dozens of ancient trees, there is only one thatched house, located in the center of the mountaintop, the thatched house is surrounded by a gorgeous sea of wild flowers, a hundred flowers bloom, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

But when his gaze swept over this sea of flowers, he didn't see any figure, and in his thoughts, he didn't feel the slightest breath.

"Crunch!"

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the door opening, and I looked at the sound of the sky, only to see the thatched house, the originally closed door slowly opened, and then a snow-white figure walked out slowly.

Wutian's eyes lit up.

The woman was wearing a floor-to-ceiling white silk dress, with two slender jade arms and thin legs, looming, as white as a lotus root.

The black and shiny green silk flutters gently in the wind, like a beautiful ink painting, quiet and elegant, and the dust is not clean.

The face is delicate and beautiful, with ice muscles and jade bones, without the slightest flaw, it is like a nine-day fairy descending to earth, detached from the world, and not stained with the slightest smell of fireworks in the world.

Suddenly, Wutian fell to the ground, stood opposite the woman, and arched his hand: "Dare to ask the name of the fairy?"

This woman is very beautiful, not inferior to Sikong Yanran and Ai Qingyou, but in his opinion, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will be a pink skeleton after death, no different from ordinary people.

In addition, he has a cautious personality, so he was not confused by the woman's appearance, showing an expression of infatuation or something like that.

Seeing the openness of Wutian's face, the woman was a little surprised, in her memory, it was the first time that a strange man would be so indifferent when he saw her, and she couldn't help but appreciate Wutian in her heart, and she was impressed.

Especially when she saw Wutian's appearance, her eyes were quite weird, how could the Shura King who shocked the five continents be a child?

Of course, she wouldn't really treat this person like a child.

The woman smiled lightly, her appearance was stunning, and even the flowers around her were overshadowed, and said: "The fairy doesn't dare to be, the little woman is slender and beautiful, the son of the heavenless, can you find the people of the Wushan tribe?"

Wutian instinctively glanced around, and arched his hand: "This time it was Wumou who was offended, please forgive Bitong and say goodbye!"

With that, Wutian turned around, turned into a streamer, and quickly swept towards the Wushan Realm.

Wutian's simple actions made Xian Bitong stunned for a while, and when she came back to her senses, Wutian was about to disappear from sight, and she hurriedly said: "Wutian Gongzi is slow." ”

Wutian paused, turned around, and wondered: "What else is wrong with Miss Bitong?"

Xian Bitong said with a smile: "Since the son has come, it is better to stay for the time being, let the little girl have a little bit of the friendship of the landlord, and the little woman still has a lot of things, and she wants to ask the son for advice." ”

"Excuse me?" Wutian was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "There are still important things to deal with in the future, and I will see you soon." ”

Then, he left without looking back.

The whereabouts of the pavilion master and Cang Zheng are unknown, he is not in the mood to talk to this person, and he always has a feeling that Xian Bitong is a little mysterious, as if it is covered with a veil of mystery, which is difficult to see.

The most important thing is that I don't know if it's an illusion, when I first saw this woman, Wutian had a feeling of being targeted.

Another point, this woman said before that she would not let him enter the top of the mountain, but when he opened the heavenly vein, not only did she not stop it, but in the end, she also took the initiative to let him stay, and the change before and after was inevitably too big.

From this, he had to be suspicious and conclude that Xian Bitong was definitely not a simple character.

The ancients had a training, and under the beautiful appearance, there are often hidden secrets.

Therefore, for this kind of person, especially a woman who is incredibly beautiful like Xian Bitong, it is better to provoke less.

Half an hour later, Wutian appeared above the entrance of the Wushan Realm, but to his surprise, the entrance was gone.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, after searching for a while, nothing was found, and Wutian flew towards the Great Yan Dynasty again with a thick doubt.

He wanted to check again to see if anything was missing.

This time, he opened the boundary gate and descended directly above the imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty, and his divine thoughts were like a tide, enveloping the entire dynasty, not even letting go of the depths of the earth.

In the end, he was still disappointed, and he didn't find the aura of the pavilion master and Zhang Ting.

But it's not for nothing.

"Huh!"

The figure of Wutian flashed, and the next moment, it appeared in a golden and brilliant hall, which was the Jinluan Treasure Hall where the emperor and his ministers discussed.

"Who!"

The moment Wutian appeared, a cold drink immediately sounded.

"Sue me about the whereabouts of my grandson Haoshu. Wutian said expressionlessly, glanced at the audience, and frowned.

I saw that in the Jinluan Treasure Hall at this moment, more than thirty figures knelt on the ground respectfully, some wearing gorgeous python robes, and some wearing golden battle armor.

They are all the martial marquis of the Great Yan Dynasty, or the powerful ministers, who are powerful and majestic on weekdays, no matter where they go, they are the objects of worship of countless people.

However, at this time, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling and trembling.

Even after the stranger Wutian appeared, he didn't seem to see it, lowered his head, and didn't dare to come out.

If you look closely, you can see beads of sweat the size of beans on their foreheads, and the ground in front of them has been soaked a lot.

This qiē is all because of the purple-clothed man on the dragon chair in front of him.

This person is tall and extraordinary, but in his expression, everything that can be seen by the sky is pride.

This person Wutian has a little impression, it seems that he is a certain son of the big chief, as for the ranking, then he doesn't know.

And under the dragon chair, in front of the ministers, stood neatly, more than a dozen young men and women who were also dressed in purple, all handsome and extraordinary, bright and moving, and their strength was not weak.

The person who shouted coldly was a woman in purple among the dozen people.

"It's Wutian!

I don't know who exclaimed, and there was an immediate commotion in the Jinluan Treasure Palace, especially the dozen purple-clothed men and women of the Wushan tribe, the original pride disappeared, replaced by uneasiness and panic.

The purple-clothed man on the dragon chair also changed color again and again, but when he found out that Wutian was coming alone, he couldn't help but sneer on his face, and shouted: "What's the panic, didn't you see that he was alone?"

Hearing this, more than a dozen people were stunned, and hurriedly took a closer look, and under this look, their expressions began to change, and the uneasiness and other feelings disappeared one after another, replaced by resentment and hatred, and of course, there was a strong murderous intent.

The purple-clothed man's eyes burst into a fierce light, and he said with awe-inspiring murderous intent: "Wutian, you are really bold enough, you actually dare to come forward, it seems that without the fifth brother's action, today I can avenge my father, the second uncle, the third uncle, and the dead clansmen!"

"You?" Wutian looked at this person with strange eyes, like looking at an idiot.

He really couldn't understand why there was such a stupid person in the world, who had obviously seen his methods in the Wushan Realm, and now he dared to be so arrogant in front of him, he began to wonder if this person's head was kicked stupidly by the golden bull.

"That's right, it's me, Gongsun Haoshu's eldest brother, Gongsun Long. The man in purple said proudly.

"Gongsun Long, a good name, but I still think that Gongsun Snake is more worthy of you. Wutian said lightly, one step at a time, and in the blink of an eye, he fell in front of Gongsun Long, and immediately slapped him, full of strength.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap immediately resounded in the Jinluan Palace, and then with a bang, Gongsun Long flew out sideways and hit a stone pillar next to the dragon chair, spurting blood in his mouth on the spot, including more than a dozen teeth broken in half.

Wutian sat on the dragon chair, his big hand was like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed it in the air, and Gongsun Long, who had not had time to land, was immediately photographed and rolled down under the dragon chair with a bang.

"Even Gongsun Haoshu doesn't dare to say that he has the ability to kill me, let alone you, just a small consummation waste. "Wutian Dao, his eyes flashed, one foot stepped on Gongsun Long's chest, and with a slight force, a clicking sound suddenly came out of Gongsun Long's body, and all the ribs were shattered!

"Ah......h

Gongsun Long wailed, and blood spurted from his mouth, soaking a face that was originally relatively handsome.

"Let's go!"

Seeing the lawless means, more than a dozen young men and women, how dare they continue to stay, hurriedly turned into a streamer of light, and fled outside the hall.

"If you want to die, keep running. Wutian didn't make any moves, only said lightly.

However, when more than a dozen people heard this, like a thunderbolt from the sky, their bodies stiffened, standing in place, not daring to move a step, and even a few timid people were already frightened to the point that their legs were weak and their teeth chattered.

Glancing at more than a dozen people, Wutian retracted his gaze, looked down at Gongsun Long condescendingly, and said with a light smile: "Now you can sue me, where is your fifth brother Gongsun Haoshu!"

Seeing this, Gongsun Long shuddered all over, and said in a slur manner: "He...... In ...... Juncheng. ”

"Went to Wanjun City?" Wutian frowned.

"It's not good to speak, it seems that there is no need to stay. The cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, a majestic force surged out, accompanied by a scream like killing a pig, Gongsun Long's body was shattered on the spot, and flesh and blood splattered all over the sky!

"Suck!"

Seeing this scene, in the Jinluan Palace, there was immediately a sound of inhalation, everyone was horrified, and the souls of the dead were all rising, Wutian really deserved to be the king of Shura, and killing people was just a wave of his hand!

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