In order to avenge the blood hatred of Zhuojia Village, Zhuo Tianzhao tried every means to investigate the location, strength and background of the Hungry Wolf Gang. But until later, he did not have a deep understanding of the Hungry Wolf Gang. He only vaguely knew that the Hungry Wolf Gang was strong and had a close relationship with the senior officials of the Tianlang Royal Family. As for who the senior officials of the Tianlang Royal Family were, let alone him, I am afraid even Mo Wen would not know it.

When Silver Fox was reminded, Zhuo Tianzhao immediately suspected the connection between the Hungry Wolf Gang and this matter. Silver Fox was not wrong. If there was no common interest connection, how could half of the royal guest officials have the same attitude and openly confront the Tianlang King with a tough attitude and refute the latter's proposal?

Is the mysterious masters that Wanjian Pavilion have been born, the Hungry Wolf Gang? Are the senior management who controls half of the experts in the Tianlang Guard Hall and the mastermind behind the Hungry Wolf Gang the same person? If so, then this matter will become more and more complicated. After so many years of secret planning, the other party will definitely not be able to come to the front of the stage just to help Wanjian Pavilion deal with Moyin Valley and Tianlan Sect. So what is their purpose? Could it be that they really want to monopolize the regime and change the dynasty?

The more Zhuo Tianzhao thought about it, the less simple things were. Without full confidence, how could that black hand easily expose himself? But with the Wanjian Pavilion, the Hungry Wolf Gang and half of the Tianlang Guards wanted to destroy the alliance of many sects such as Tianlan Sect and Moyin Valley and overthrow the Tianlang Royal Family, would they be a little powerless in terms of strength? Could it be... they still have a backup plan?

In his mind, a series of unanswered questions continued to emerge. Zhuo Tianzhao frowned, subconsciously rubbed his temples with his hands, and two rays of light suddenly burst out from his eyes: "Forget it, instead of blindly thinking, it's better to take one step at a time, hum! The soldiers are coming to block the water and soil, I want to see what tricks you can do!"

Zhuo Tianzhao is now full of confidence in himself. In the face of powerful strength, all conspiracies are all in the mirror and the moon in the water. With his current strength, even if he does not use the Tianwu suit, he has enough confidence to fight with the fifth-level soul emperor. In the entire Tianlang Empire, Zhuo Tianzhao has only a few people after he summoned the Tianwu suit.

roar!

Suddenly, a loud beast roar rolled from afar. Zhuo Tianzhao's face changed, and he hurriedly asked the Death Mantis to pause his movement.

"What's going on? The scream just now seemed like a dragon roar..." The silver fox narrowed his eyes and looked at the earth in the distance. "There was a vague energy fluctuation over there, and it seemed that a small-scale battle had occurred. But how could the Tianlang Empire have a dragon soul pet? Is there people from the Tianlong Empire among the people fighting?"

"Let's go and see first. If it's someone from Tianlan Sect, we can help you!" Zhuo Tianzhao said that after his thoughts moved, the Death Mantis understood, immediately changed direction, and galloped towards the position where the energy fluctuations came...

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In fact, it was not someone else who was fighting with people at this moment, but Murong Zixin, Tiebiao and Liu Bin, who were rushing back all the way back from the Tianxiong Empire.

A month ago, when Murong Zixin and the other two had just left the border of the Tianxiong Empire and were planning to go to the Dragon Mansion to find Zhuo Tianzhao, the cultivation level of Tianmo Di suddenly dropped to zero in an instant, becoming a masterless thing. This sudden change immediately caused Murong Zixin, who was about to see Zhuo Tianzhao and was a little excited to be sent from heaven to hell.

The artifact inexplicably turned into a masterless thing. Anyone with some common sense knows the reason, that is, the owner of the artifact, Murong Ba, has passed away.

Murong Zixin, who was originally cheerful, burst into tears in the next moment. She began to hate herself. If she hadn't insisted on finding Zhuo Tianzhao and taking away the Tianmo Di, Murong Ba might not have died. Once this stubborn person gets stuck in the horns, even ten cows can't be pulled back. No matter how Zhuo Tianfeng, Liu Bin and others persuade him, it would have no effect.

Later, when Murong Zixin calmed down, she decided to go back to the Tianlang Empire. Seeing that the others could not persuade them, they simply divided the troops into two groups, allowing the weaker Zhuo Tianfeng to take Tianyan, who was destroyed by the soul bead, to go to Longfu to ask Zhuo Tianzhao for help, while Liu Bin and Tie Nuo followed Murong Zixin to the Tianlang Empire as fast as possible.

Unfortunately, the teleportation array of the Tianxiong Empire has been prohibited from being opened to the public. Murong Zixin and the other two had no choice but to rely on walking. After all, Murong Zixin is only of the eighth-level soul master, and her flying speed is not as good as running on the ground. The iron block cultivation is less than the imperial level and she still has no flying ability.

It was not until two days ago that the three of them returned to Wolf Bone City and secretly inquired. After learning that Murong Qingtian brought the remaining disciples of Moyin Valley to gather in Tianlan Sect, they immediately rushed to Tianlan Sect without stopping.

But who would have thought that on the way, more than ten masters wearing uniform white robes stopped them. Knowing that the visitor was not good, Liu Bin immediately summoned the holy-level soul beast Qifeng Qinglong as a defense.

Liu Bin is from the Tianlong Empire. When he joined the Dragon Mansion, he had already reached the Soul Lord's cultivation. So he planted soul seeds at the Altar of the Tianlong Empire. Although he has been staying in the Demon Sound Valley for many years, the soul pet can never be changed. Unless the soul seed is forcibly cut off contact by someone, such as being swallowed by a dead mantis, he can go to the mountains and forests to catch the soul beast contract again.

"Xiang Ritian, what do you mean?" Murong Zixin stared at the thin man in front of him with cold eyes.

There were nine people on the other side, three soul emperors and six soul saints. The thin man in the leader had the same cultivation level as Liu Bin, and was both third-level soul emperors, but in terms of aura, he was obviously much stronger than Liu Bin, a third-level soul emperor who had just broken through.

As the eldest lady of one of the three top sects, Murong Zixin has a certain understanding of the forces in the Soul World of the Heavenly Wolf Empire. She is not unfamiliar with the people in front of her. She even met the thin man in the lead several times. It was Xiang Ritian, the head of the Luotian Palace Palace. When she saw Xiang Ritian stopping them with a sneer on her face, Murong Zixin vaguely guessed that the other party might have something to do with the disaster in Moyin Valley this time, and an irrepressible irritation burned into her chest.

"Hmph, Murong Zixin, is this the tone of your conversation with your elders?" Xiang Ritian smiled disdainfully, "Now Moyin Valley cannot protect itself. Do you think you are still the tall and high-ranking top sect lady?"

"You..." Murong Zixin's face turned red when she heard this.

"Hmph! I really didn't expect that the dignified Luotian Palace would become a lackey of Wanjian Pavilion. Xiang Ritian, you are really worthy of your ancestors!" Before Murong Zixin could speak, Liu Bin could no longer bear to see it and said sarcastically.

"Haha..." Xiang Ritian suddenly burst into laughter, "Murong Bin, what are you? The decision made by this palace master today is for the future of my Luotian Palace. As the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes. I don't think it would be a shame to surrender to Wanjian Pavilion. But you, with your cultivation, as long as you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I believe that Master Xiao will definitely use it more seriously to you. Why do you have to hang yourself on the dead tree in Moyin Valley?"

"There is no other way. If you have any skills, let me come over. I want to see how you keep us!" Liu Bin completely ignored Xiang Ritian's recruitment and laughed coldly.

"Diet to the point of death, I'm not very angry!" Xiang Ritian smiled indifferently, and then turned his eyes to Murong Zixin. "I heard that you had set off two months ago to search for your little lover. I didn't expect that I would be so stupid that I would return to the Tuluo. But this happens, the Heavenly Demon Flute should be on you now, right? Hand it over, maybe I'll consider leaving you with a whole body. No matter how you say it's all a beauty, I really can't bear to die too ugly."

"Dream!" Murong Zixin said with hatred, "If you have the ability, you will get it yourself!"

"Since that's the case, I'm not polite." Xiang Ritian said and said, "Kill!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

With Xiang Ritian's order, strong energy fluctuations suddenly burst out from the other eight elders of Luotian Palace. These people did not choose to get close to each other, but surrounded Murong Zixin and the other two in a round shape and began to make seals. After all, their purpose was to kill Murong Zixin and the other two. In the case of a large number of people, using soul skills to attack is the fastest way, so that they can avoid close contact with the opponent and cause unnecessary casualties.

But how could Murong Zixin let them succeed easily?

Buzz!

The Heavenly Demon Flute quietly floated above the head, and layers of harsh sound waves spread out like a tide in the air. If they could not be defended, nine people, including Xiang Ritian, were dizzy, and their soul skills suddenly stagnated. Now, the Heavenly Demon Flute recognized Murong Zixin as the main body, although his cultivation level was forced to drop to the eighth-level soul master, the sound wave attack was still not to be underestimated.

Bang!

The iron block seized the opportunity, and the man shot like a cannonball at one of the first-level soul emperors. The terrible boxing gloves covered with hideous barbs were filled with lightning, like a purple thunder dragon biting the air, and Liu Bin was not idle either. A green sword transformed into his hand, and the man rushed towards Xiang Ritian like lightning. At the same time, the huge wind-like green dragon swept into a dive, and the thick dragon tail stirred up the wind and clouds, swept across the three soul saint masters on the left with a series of howling winds.

Bang bang bang bang!

Before the three Soul Saint masters could react, their bodies were suffocated by huge force without being controlled, and their mouths were even more blood spitting out.

laugh!

After all, speed is not the length of the iron block. The first-level soul emperor locked by him came back to his senses first, and lightly avoided his powerful attack with a little toe.

"snort!"

boom!

Tiebiao snorted coldly, stepped on the ground with one foot, and a layer of violent earth waves soared into the sky without warning. The first-level soul emperor did not expect that Tiebiao was a double-type earth thunder system, and was immediately bombarded to the sky without being able to defend.
Chapter completed!