Chapter 641： (1/2)

The rumbling voice is endless.

Pieces of magic plants fell, the soil flew up, thousands of swords light, and they were torn apart by the screaming fist wind.

Some magic plants that were hiding in the dark and preparing to attack were immediately affected by the battle, and the broken leaves and branches splashed everywhere, and they could only dormant again.

Ning Yuzhou and Shi Wuming stood by and watched the battle.

Zhang Tianyang's progress is indeed great, and his sword intent is even greater.

He practiced in the Star Rock area for three years. Not only did he painstakingly practice the sword, but also followed his body tempering. The cultivation base of the middle Yuanhuang realm became more and more solid, and given time, he would be able to smoothly advance to the late Yuanhuang realm. The sword intent of the Shuangyang Sword became more and more awe-inspiring. If it is a practitioner of the same level, it is estimated that less than three moves will fail.

However, Wen Qiao was not easily defeated by him. She practiced "Celestial Fist" to the eighth level, which was also the last level. The first form of the eighth layer of "Celestial Fist"-Po Kong Fist, is known as the method of breaking all things and all things, and this trick alone is enough to restrain many tricks.

Wen Qiao has practiced the Po Kong Fist to the extreme. As long as he doesn't encounter a cultivator who is too abnormal, even the Yuan Emperor Realm can carry it.

Two hours later, Zhang Tianyang lost again.

The Shuangyang sword was squeezed on the ground, and Zhang Tianyang dropped his arm weakly, and was abolished by Wen Qiao's punch in the previous battle.

But he didn't care, a pair of war-inspiring gazes stared at Wen Qiao firmly, and he still wanted to fight again.

"What are you hitting? Let's heal your arm first." Shi Wuming is really speechless, and I don't understand how these sword repairers like to fight and kill, and fight like a desperate lunatic.

Isn't it better to go to the treasure of heaven and earth than to fight and kill?

Wen Qiao flicked a spirit pill in the past.

Zhang Tianyang didn't even look at it, and threw it directly into his mouth.

However, after a while, his abolished arm would soon be able to recover freely. This is also because of the merits of the king-level pill cultivated by Ning Yuzhou, and the effect is naturally better than the sky-level spirit pill.

Zhang Tianyang put the Shuangyang sword on his back again and followed them, "Where are you going?"

"Just walk around and see what natural treasures there are on the island." Wen Qiao said, and suddenly turned his head and glanced in a certain direction.

Wen Tutu's figure rushed away, and in a short while, several demon races were found and fought with a Yuanhuang realm demon race.

Found that it was the Yuanhuang Realm, Zhang Tianyang drew his sword excitedly and killed it.

The demon clan of the Yuan Dynasty Realm wanted to split his canthus, and was flanked by two Yuanhuangmen repairers. There was no way to escape. I couldn't help but regret why he had to hide here before peeking at them fighting. I thought it was these people who started fighting, but I didn’t know that they were just learning, but I really wanted to scold them for being insane, where they were not good at learning, and they went to Devil Wind Island to learn. Isn’t this misleading?

I didn't know that when Zhang Tianyang killed him, Wen Qiao suddenly withdrew, and Zhang Tianyang dealt with the Yuanhuang Realm Demon Clan alone.

The Demon Race of the Yuanhuang Realm was taken aback for a moment. Although he didn't understand why the other party withdrew, he understood that it was a good opportunity and turned around and fled.

"Where to escape!" Zhang Tianyang chased after him excitedly, and finally encountered a Yuanhuang Realm demon clan, how could he escape.

Wen Qiao and the others didn't care about Zhang Tianyang and **** those Yuanzong realm demons.

About half an hour, Zhang Tianyang came back alone.

"What about the demons?" Wen Qiao asked.

Zhang Tianyang said: "After I defeated him, I ignored him." Then he complained that the Demon Race had no Yuan Huang realm cultivation base, but it was a casual one, which was a waste of his joy.

Wen Qiao was expressionless: "You should catch him and send him to the center of the island to dig the red moon blood crystal."

Obviously this requirement is too important, Zhang Tianyang looked at her dumbfounded.

Wen Qiao threw the **** Demon Race to him, and said: "You send them to the middle of the island. The two hall masters are there. You will understand when you go there."

Zhang Tianyang was obedient and obedient, obviously he had done nothing wrong, inexplicably a little guilty, as if letting go of the demons was a heinous thing. Although Jian Xiu has a serious intention to kill, he is not a bloodthirsty killer. He disdains those defeated generals. Therefore, he has no idea that the situation on Devil Wind Island has changed. All demons are free labor. To one is one.

Next, Wen Qiao and the others wandered around the Devil Wind Island for more than half a month.

Although Devil Wind Island is big, it takes more than half a month to dig three feet into the ground and find many good things.

On the other side, the Scarlet Moon Blood Crystal Mine was almost dug.

Although the Scarlet Moon Blood Crystal looks ominous, it is an extremely precious refining material. When it is integrated into the spirit weapon, it can resist the erosion of devil and yin energy. This is why the Holy Martial Palace attaches so much importance to the mission of Devil Wind Island. the reason. For the Demon Race, they can also use the Scarlet Moon Blood Crystal to temper the body to strengthen the Demon Race's physique, which is also very important.

So when the Demon Race got the news, they lurked on Demon Wind Island early, and wanted to compete with the Saint Martial Hall, but unfortunately they couldn't compete.

After digging the blood crystals of Chiyue, a group of demons looked ashamed and looked like those coolies farmers in the secular world.

The demons stood there in silence, staring nervously at the group of people in the Saint Martial Hall.

According to previous rules, the demons who became prisoners were killed directly. In the same way, if a person cultivates to become a prisoner of the demons, he is also directly killed.

The two hall masters of the Saint Martial Hall are also thinking about whether to shoot these demons to death with one palm.

The understatement of the two hall masters made this group of demons shudder, thinking desperately, it is estimated that they are indeed going to confess here today, no one can save them.

At this moment, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou came back.

"Hall Master, have you finished digging?"

After getting the affirmative answer, Wen Qiao took out several pill bottles and distributed them to the Yuanhuang Demon Race who had taken the poison pill, "This is the detoxification pill, you have one."

The Demon Race of the Yuan Emperor Realm smiled bitterly. Although this female sister kept her promise and detoxified them, after the detoxification, she still died?

They held the detoxification pills and did not speak.

Wen Qiao looked at the two hall masters, wondering: "Two hall masters, but there are other tasks?"

When the two hall masters looked at her, they were all taken aback by her question.

After pondering for a moment, the Lord of the Seven Palaces said: "Fine, let's go."

Although the other hall master felt wrong, but he did not publicly question the hall master of the seven halls.

For about half a month, after they enslaved this group of demons to dig Scarlet Moon blood crystals and treated them as free labor, they suddenly discovered that the demons didn't seem to be that hideous, and it was very labor-saving to use them well.

So let them kill a group of used demons, suddenly felt a little bit helpless. In particular, the two hall masters are both in the Yuan Dynasty. It is easy to kill these demons. It is such an easy task, but it is impossible to start.

Forget it.

The disciples of the Saint Martial Hall no longer paid attention to this group of demons and left Demon Wind Island directly.

Until they couldn't feel the aura of the disciples of the Saint Martial Hall, the group of demon races who were left still looked at each other, and it took a long time to realize that they hadn't been killed?

The demons suddenly became excited.

"Quick, let's go quickly." So that the group of Saint Martial Temple disciples would react and ran back to kill them.

Immediately this group of demons hurriedly left the Demon Wind Island and flew towards the Demon Abyss.

It wasn't until they returned to the edge of the Demon Abyss that they finally confirmed that they were not killed by the Saint Martial Hall, and the demons had no intention of guessing why the Saint Martial Hall didn't kill them cruelly this time.

"There must be some conspiracy!" Demon said vowedly.

"Could it be that the group of people cultivated to attack Demon Abyss?"

"Do they dare? Don't forget that our Demon Abyss has Fan Yin ancestors."

"That's true."