The first thousand five hundred and ninety-eight chapters in the tragic death room
At this moment, people from the Tantai family came forward to reconcile with Xini, and Yuan Haotian and Zhu Muzhi came down the steps.
Because both of them knew that the other party's attitude was so determined, I'm afraid this matter would not come to an end in a short time.
And Dan Typhoon's intention is even simpler. No matter what, just put it off for now. If you put it off for a day, you will get an extra day of income from the Flame Crystal Mine. There is no loss in this matter.
In this way, the dispute between Yuanmen and Emperor Pavilion came to an end for the time being.
Both parties broke up unhappy.
The Tantai family was the easiest.
Tan Taifeng knew very well that in the future, the two sides, or the three parties, would experience more conflicts and fights, but he would not be the one to take the lead, but would rather be on the side to let the Wuji Sect and Meteor Palace fight.
It even caused the Emperor Pavilion and Yuanmen to fight, and the Tantai family benefited from it.
It can be said that the Tantai family is very familiar with this kind of thing.
The proficiency is very high.
What's more, the conflict between the two sides is already very fierce.
At night.
Inside the Meteor Cluster camp.
Yuan Haotian's face was red, slightly drunk, and he walked towards the residence Qi Ming had arranged for him.
Dragon Tou A and Long Tou B were supporting Yuan Haotian on the left and right respectively.
Tonight, a group of people from Meteor Palace headed by Qi Ming warmly entertained Yuan Haotian, showering him with flattery and nice words.
Yuan Haotian can be rated as one of the top ten saint sons. In addition to his good talent and strong strength, he must also have some brains. He will not be so flattered that he doesn't know his last name after being praised for a few words, but everyone loves good words.
Listen, Yuan Haotian is no exception. At least he feels relaxed and the anger accumulated during the day has slowly dissipated a lot.
Now that the dinner is over, Yuan Haotian is going back to his room to rest.
The residence of Yuan Haotian and his party was arranged in a small independent courtyard, so that no one else would disturb them.
"Squeak!"
The door next to Yuan Haotian suddenly opened.
Old man Du'e stood at the door and looked at Yuan Haotian and the others.
He is Yuan Haotian's protector. The so-called protectors are specially set up by many large forces. Their duty is to protect geniuses before they grow up and prevent geniuses from being strangled in the cradle by hostile forces.
Guardians are usually strong people who have very high cultivation levels, but are unable to go further due to talent limitations or other reasons. They are willing to sacrifice their own cultivation time to protect geniuses.
For example, Old Man Du'e, with peak Nascent Soul cultivation, can be considered a strong person, but it is basically impossible for him to take a further step. Let alone the stage of becoming a god, even half a step of becoming a god is a luxury, so
Old Man Du'e turned his attention to being a protector. Over the years, Old Man Du'e has served as a protector for four terms of the Holy Son, and Yuan Haotian is the fifth. He is very familiar with these things and is very experienced.
Old Man Du'e did not attend the dinner. He needs to be vigilant at all times.
Dragon Tou A and Long Tou B nodded respectfully towards Old Man Du'e. Yuan Haotian also waved to Old Man Du'e with a smile and continued to walk to his room.
When old man Du'e saw them entering the house, he returned to the room.
After Long Tou A and Long Tou B sent Yuan Haotian back to the room, they went back to rest.
On the other side, Zhu Muzhi was also returning to his room to rest in the Wuji Camp camp.
Time passes gradually.
Soon, it was late at night.
Over the meteor cluster camp.
There was a black shadow in the darkness, flashing like a ghost.
Not only is his body movement erratic and fast, but his aura is also well hidden without any leakage.
In the blink of an eye, a dark shadow appeared on the roof of Yuan Haotian's residence.
Then he quietly turned over and entered Yuan Haotian's room.
Old man Du'e didn't notice it at all.
Even the three powerful men in the God Transformation stage who were secretly stationed at the Boundless Mine were not discovered.
"ah!"
Soon, a shrill scream came from Yuan Haotian's room.
"Bang!"
The door to Old Man Du'e's room shattered instantly, and Old Man Du'e burst out of the room and rushed towards Yuan Haotian's room.
The moment he rushed into the room, a long red sword with sharp sword energy stabbed out from the side like lightning.
"clang!"
Old Man Du'e's right palm was instantly sent out to break the sword move.
When the other party saw that the move didn't work, he stopped pestering him and walked away.
"Where can the thief go!"
Old Man Du'e was furious and struck the man in the back with Du'e Xuanming's palm.
In panic, the man turned around and drew his sword to resist.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Du'e's real intention was not the poisonous palm. While releasing the palm, his left hand reached towards the opponent's head at a tricky angle.
"Whoosh!"
The black scarf covering the other party's face was torn off.
"Jingpeng!!!"
Old Man Du'e shouted angrily, and slapped the opponent with an angry palm.
Jing Peng's eyes were slightly panicked, and he used several swords to neutralize the attack of the old man Du'e. He stopped lingering and turned around to leave.
At this time, Long Tao A and Long Tao B also rushed out, but he cut off two heads with a sword.
Seeing this, Old Man Du'e's anger rose again, but he still did not chase him out. Instead, he rushed into the room immediately to see Yuan Haotian.
But when old man Du'e rushed in, he was dumbfounded.
Yuan Haotian was lying on the bed, his head drooped on the edge of the bed, hanging down weakly, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were filled with deathly gray, his body was stiff, and he had no breath at all.
On his neck, there was a line of blood that was shocking.
Holy Son of Haotian, died!
"Haotian!!!"
Old Man Due was filled with grief and anger, his terrifying momentum rose into the sky, and his roar shook the heaven and earth.
"Jing Peng! Jing Peng! I will kill you!!! I will kill you!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Man Du'e rushed out, surrounded by dark green poisonous gas, and rushed towards the Wuji Camp with murderous intent.
Qi Ming and others who rushed over were dumbfounded.
Yuan Haotian, the fifth holy son of the Yuan Sect, the holy son of Haotian, died just like that, died in the boundless mine and died in the Meteor Cluster camp.
"Things have gotten serious now. Hurry, go to Wuji Camp!"
Qi Ming roared.
At this time, Old Man Du'e had already rushed to the sky above Wuji Camp. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a sword light coming from below.
I saw that Jing Peng's face was full of anger, and he looked like he wanted to kill someone. He was holding a red sword in his hand. When he saw the old man Du'e, he came over to kill him without saying a word.
"Jing Peng, you were killed today, I will use you to feed my poisonous insects!"
Old Man Du'e roared angrily, his two palms emitting dark green light, and each palm shot brought bursts of poisonous gas.
Jingpeng's sword flashed swiftly, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, each sword was stronger than the other.
The two Nascent Soul peak masters started a battle.
And in the camp of Wuji Camp, in the room where Zhu Mu died tragically.
The clothes on his chest have burst open, exposing his chest. You can clearly see a black palm print on his chest, surrounded by black meridians like a spider web. Looking at Zhu Muzhi's face, he is as pale as paper.
, the lips are darkened, and there are thick dark circles around the eyes.
It was exactly the same as Zuo Lenghan who was hit by Old Man Du'e's palm during the day.
Zhu Muzhi actually died, and it seemed that he actually died under the palm of Du'e Xuanming. No wonder Jing Peng was so furious and took action directly when he saw the old man Du'e.
The Holy Son died in Yuanmen, and the King of Heaven died in Emperor Pavilion.
The two guardians were now very anxious. As soon as they fought, they frequently used killing moves. Their postures would not give up until they killed each other.