Chapter 692 (1/2)

”Boom!”

The position of the storehouse just now was completely pressed into a piece of sand. All the disciples of Yaowang Valley and the warriors of blood wolf thief who were there were killed by this palm.

In his anger, xuezun had no scruples at all. He didn't care whether these people were his own or not. In his opinion, the treasure house of Yaowang valley should have been in the bag, which was his thing.

Although he had to hand over most of them to the badminton cult, part of them he retained was also great wealth. That's why he was willing to take over such a task at the beginning. Although it was very dangerous, once he succeeded, the return was unimaginable. At the beginning, he was not prominent among the many arrogance of the badminton cult, But now they are even better than their peers, not only because they have experienced much more than others, but also because they have obtained much more resources than their peers.

These have long been regarded by him as his own prohibitions and are not allowed to be touched by others. Now they have been robbed first. Can he not be mad?

Looking at him, he was still the man of their blood wolf thief, which made him angry. At this time, he couldn't think when they had such a character and could escape from his hands.

At this time, his head was filled with anger. As for the martial artists who accidentally injured several blood wolf thieves, he didn't know how many people he had killed since his debut. It can be said that even if these people were blood wolf thieves, they were the same as mole ants in his heart. They died when they died. It was nothing at all.

He swore that when he caught the bold thief, he would die without a place to bury. He worked hard to kill several saints in front. Now he was picked peaches. How could he not be angry.

Without the treasures in the Treasury, even if you sweep the whole Yaowang Valley, you will get very limited, especially when you have to hand over most of them to the badminton sect.

He almost flew out in an instant, moving as fast as lightning, like lightning, tearing his figure out of the sky and chasing Ye Xiwen.

His speed is so fast that the strength of Xiaocheng in the great holy land is fully reflected. Although it is not as good as the original Lord of the soul killing hall, its speed is fully displayed, which is also a speed that frightens people to death.

It was just a moment's effort, and it was less than a hundred miles after ye Xi's tattoo. Although it was still invisible to the naked eye, it was just a blink of an eye for these great saints.

”Die for me, dare to steal my uncle's things!” Xuezun's face showed a cruel smile and was happy. He had long regarded the things in the treasury as his own forbidden land, and did not allow others to touch them at all.

Now you can finally catch the little thief. Catch him and break his body into pieces. Let him die without a burial place. The things in these Treasuries will fall into your own hands again.

But what made him depressed was that when he thought he could catch up with Ye Xiwen in the next second, he found that ye Xiwen's speed was also increasing. It seemed that no matter how he increased his speed, ye Xiwen always maintained a relative speed and hung in front of him, but he just didn't let him catch up.

This feeling made him feel depressed and want to go crazy.

”Damn it, die for me!” A blood gun suddenly appeared in his hand, and suddenly turned into a bloody long dragon, roaring towards Ye Xiwen. The long dragon roared to the sky and came through the void.

That speed was much faster than his own flying speed. He was about to shoot Ye Xiwen in half.

Suddenly, ye Xiwen's figure flickered and disappeared from the long gun. When he appeared again, he was hundreds of miles away.

This blow was not concentrated, which made xuezun feel like he was going crazy and depressed.

And he was depressed to find that ye Xiwen's speed seemed to be rising bit by bit. The wings behind him flapped more and more frequently, leaving him behind quickly.

Ye Xiwen could hear the blood Zun roaring behind him, but he didn't take it to heart. Last time, his strength was far lower than now. He escaped under the hands of the Lord of the soul killing hall, let alone the current blood Zun. Even if the Lord of the soul killing hall appeared in front of him, he wouldn't want to just bite him or even get rid of him like last time, He has such confidence.

He devoted himself to scanning the storehouse of Yaowang valley. Just now, he grabbed those things and directly put them into Tianyuan mirror. He didn't remember to look. Now he looks again, he is a little depressed.

Because he found that there were far less things in the storehouse of Yaowang Valley than he thought. There were only about 10 billion Lingyuan pills. As for other medicinal materials, it was only 5 billion.

Although it is far more than ye Xiwen's wealth, there is still a big gap from what he thought.