Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

Wan Jianzong.

As the space crack emerged, Xu Anshan held Uncle Lin's body in his arms, and Lin Youxuan held her aunt in her arms, and walked out of the crack step by step.

"Master, Master is back~"

Xue Mingyue, who was chopping frogs in the pond, ran back happily when she saw the crack. However, the smile on her face disappeared instantly when she saw the corpses in the arms of Xu Anshan and Lin Youxuan, and their eyes ashen.

Jiang Baihui also came over holding a headless dead fish in her hand.

He also suddenly looked solemn.

"Junior brother, senior brother is here!!!" From a distance, Fan Jianman, who was walking with a sword, came over with excitement, "When you return to the clan, are you ready to lead people to conquer the Moon Territory? I have made preparations here..."

The words stopped abruptly.

When Fan Jian, who was still in the air, saw this scene, his voice suddenly fell silent. He slowly fell to the peak and was speechless for a long time.

"Fan Jian..."

"There should be a coffin at Coffin Peak to immortalize the body..."

Xu Anshan spoke softly.

Fan Jian nodded with solemn eyes.

"Give me two coffins." Xu Anshan's voice was hoarse and low, "I want to keep a vigil for Uncle Lin and my aunt for seven days, as well as Anshan Town... Please help me collect a body from the town..."

After finishing his words, Xu Anshan stepped on the void and headed towards Coffin Peak.

Lin Youxuan was following behind him.

"Master, he... that is..."

Until Xu Anshan left, Xue Mingyue couldn't help but stare and murmur.

"They are the boss's relatives." Hao Youqian whispered softly, "When we went with the boss, no one in the whole town survived, even the dogs that guarded the house and the courtyard were killed."

"Who did it!"

Xue Mingyue's eyes were full of anger after hearing this.

"I will take the Canglan Empire to cut those Xiaoxiao into pieces!!!"

"Moon Domain..." Hao Youqian whispered softly, "Wait until the boss of Anshan comes back from the vigil, Brother Fan... I am Hao Youqian, the master of Rich Peak, and I will handle the funeral affairs for Anshan Town. Count me in... ."

"Count me too."

"Count me in!"

"I!"

Jiang Baihui, Xue Mingyue, Cheng Bailu, Xiao Huo, even Kunzi, Hei Dazu and Lao Ba who came after hearing the sound all responded in unison. Fan Jian took a deep breath and stared at Xu Anshan's leaving figure.

"Go~~~"

A second ago, Wan Jianzong was immersed in the joy of going to the Moon Realm to collect vegetables, but at this moment, it suddenly became solemn and deep, so heavy that it made people palpitate.

When everyone dispersed, the beautiful figure of Loli bit her lip tightly in the void of Wanjian Sect.

Swish~!

A pure white shadow emerged.

Behind her were several monks with fierce auras, and they were all suppressing an emperor-level monk. The suppressed people were clearly emperor cultivators from the airspace.

"White Emperor~"

Several second-generation people leaned forward slightly.

"Sealed?" Bai Manghuo looked sideways at the second generations, "What's going on with you? I trust you so much, but you...were sealed?"

All the second generations lowered their heads and remained silent, while the sword cultivator in white who was holding the immortal sword raised his eyebrows.

"Who did it?"

Bai Manghuo frowned as he translated Zhen Wudi's meaning.

"It's him... I'm just saying, there are a few in this world who can seal them, I'm going to kill him right now!!!" Bai Manghuo clenched his fist and was about to take revenge.

The swordsman in white stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Mang alive.

"Why are you dragging me!"

Bai Manghuo's eyes were bloodshot.

"He is looking for trouble with us, and we are too lazy to pay attention to him. He really thinks that he is the master of these ten thousand realms and heavens. Do these ten thousand realms and heavens belong to him?"

The sword cultivator still shook his head and raised his chin towards Wan Jian Zong.

"The sixth generation..."

"There is no emotion at all, very stable, so stable that it's scary. He and his sister took the bodies of their relatives to Coffin Peak to keep vigil for seven days..."

Hearing these words, the white-clothed sword cultivator's lips trembled slightly.

Suddenly her thin lips parted slightly.

"Xiaobai, we made a mistake."

A cold voice came slowly, and it was not difficult to hear the indescribable self-blame in the voice.

Both Bai Manghuo and Jiang You looked at the sword cultivator in white in front of the Bagua table in disbelief.

Zhen Wudi has spoken!

"You, you, you..." Bai Manghuo looked at Zhen Wudi in shock, "Don't you practice silent meditation? You broke the precept and made a mistake... Let's just make up for it. We are not alone in Huangquan."

Bai Manghuo squinted his eyes and snorted.

"He thinks that by doing this, he will be able to influence us. I will shake people now and leave the souls and bodies of Anshan Town in Huangquan. When the time comes, I will use the Jiutian Breathing Soil to reshape their bodies. Those who can touch our... .Not born yet!”

Zhen Wudi, who had broken the precept, stopped playing riddles, and a cold whisper came slowly.

"The problem is...Jiutianxi soil is not here with me."

"Huh?!" Bai Manghuo's eyes suddenly widened, "Then a handful of Jiutianxi soil is not with you... Didn't he leave Jiutian Xi soil to you? Where did you put it? It's not Zhen Wudi ...Are you practicing Shuguan Chan just because you are afraid of being exposed if you lose the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil? Can you still lose the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil?"

"It was there not long ago..."

Zhen Wudi whispered, then frowned.

"Suddenly one day I didn't know where I was going...I couldn't find it..."

"Sister~~~" Bai Manghuo grabbed Zhen Wudi's arm and shook it, "Sister, please wake up, the nine heavens are resting on the soil, and all the heavens and realms are in such a final grip, you can actually lose it..."

Looking at Zhen Wudi's "innocent" eyes, Bai Mang sighed.

"Don't look at me like that. Now you are the first generation of Wushi Peak. You look a bit like the first generation... Or you should just keep your mouth shut. You still have that feeling when you don't speak~"

"Why~"

"You still look at me with such innocent and pitiful eyes. You have lost the Nine Heavens Breathing Land and I can't help you bring it back. You have always kept it. Do you still want me to carry the thunder for you?"

"Oh~~~Okay~~~"

"Let's not talk about the matter of Jiutian Xilang. Let's arrange the matter of Huangquan first. As for the other things... I will find a solution for you. Is this okay?"

At this time, Bai Manghuo was like an older sister taking care of his younger sister.

Only then did Zhen Wudi put away his "innocent" eyes...

"Someone has already gone to Huangquan~"

"Just go." Bai Manghuo whispered softly, "The Sixth Generation will keep vigil for seven days. During these days... you can't run away from the Moon Territory. What do you think, Zhen Wudi?"

A cold light flashed in Zhen Wudi's eyebrows.

"They can't run."

Almost at the same time, the first generation of the Immortal Domain Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, the Qingshan Mountain Peak, was flashing with thunder, and a thunder dragon was entrenched around him.

"The first generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect's peaks, obey orders!!!"

The majestic voice sounded in the sect.

In the void, monks with powerful auras appeared one after another. The first generations of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect all looked solemn. The swords in their scabbards creaked, and the sword intent spread all over the sky.

"Sister Zhen has an order..."

"Seal the Moon Territory. Before the Sixth Generation Sword points to the Moon Territory, not even a mosquito... can leave the Moon Territory. If one person is missing, stand up and kill yourself!"

"Do you understand?"

The first generation of Qingshan Mountain sang softly, and the voices of the masters of the peaks were overwhelming.

"Zhufeng, I have the order!"

Sword shadows filled the sky and flew away.

It has been tens of thousands of years since the establishment of Wanjian Sect, and for the first time Wanfeng has moved!

(Have a meal~I’ll come later~)