Mr. Wen Ruo barely blocked the impact. Although he did not vomit blood, he was shocked and his face suddenly turned red. He looked at the top of the Forbidden City in a little surprised.

At the top of the Forbidden City, Wang Zhu stood up with an ugly face.

Wang Zhu was not injured at all. The only difference was that the guqin in her hand, a string of the guqin broke through the tiger roar just now.

As soon as the strings broke, the huge sound disaster was completely over.

The sound became flat, and suddenly there was a silence around him. At the same time, almost all eyes suddenly turned to the Pingshan Tower.

In the Pingshan Tower, there was a mess, and countless cultivators were still rolling on the ground in pain. Even the Three Thousand Elite Army was seriously injured and fell to the ground at this moment. Only Huo Guang was better, so he could hold on.

Seriously injured, walked behind Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan stood in front of Pingshan Tower and looked coldly at the Forbidden City Top.

At this moment, everyone looked at Yan Chuan, and Yao Tianshang was no exception. The two looked at each other.

Yao Tianshang's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Yao Tianshang is also a strong man. From Yan Chuan's eyes, he saw a domineering aura, a powerful domineering aura. A domineering aura that he had never seen before?

A realm of essence? How can it afford such a domineering look?

Yan Chuan also narrowed his eyes.

Proud! Absolutely pride! In Yao Tianshang's eyes, there was a pride that Yan Chuan had never seen before. Even in his previous life, Yan Chuan had never seen such a proud look.

Yao Tianshang's evaluation in Yan Chuan's heart suddenly rose again.

While the two of them looked at each other, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Yao Tianshang, your piano waves have been broken. Don't remember what I said?" Gu Yue's voice came coldly.

This time, Yao Tianshang turned his gaze to the Holy Son of Ancient Moon in the distance.

With a slight sneer, Yao Tianshang did not answer the words of the Holy Son of Gu Yue again.

"Wang Zhu, let's go!" Yao Tianshang said lightly.

"Yes!" Wang Zhu nodded.

Before leaving, Yao Tianshang looked at Yan Chuan again, thought with a frown, and then stepped towards the Northwest Wind Demon Mountains.

Yao Tianshang, Wang Zhu, and two powerful people in the virtual realm disappeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

The originally prosperous Liangjing has now become a pile of ruins. There are countless casualties and injuries. Even if they are alive, they are in pain and cannot be recovered in a short while.

Yao Tianshang, Wang Zhu is gone.

On the other side, the Holy Son of Gu Yue also stared at Yan Chuan.

As he stepped on his steps, his body shook in front of Yan Chuan.

With the Holy Son of Gu Yue, there were two men in purple robe. The man in purple robe had no expression on his face, just like the following of the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

With the arrival of the Holy Son of Gu Yue, strong people flew over one after another from behind.

Yan Chuan glanced at Pingshan Tower slightly.

At this moment, the man in the black robe in Pingshan Tower had disappeared.

Yan Chuan frowned slightly, sighed in his heart, and turned to look at the flying son of Gu Yue.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue was also looking around. Looking at the pain in the ground, a trace of confusion appeared on his face.

"call out!"

Mr. Wen Ruo has arrived close.

"Son of the Holy Son, is this the son of Yan Chuan and Yan Tao?" Mr. Wen Ruo introduced.

"Son of Yan Tao? Hahaha, it turns out that the tiger father has no dog son!" The Holy Son of Gu Yue looked at Yan Chuan with a look of expression.

"The Holy Son of Gu Yue praised it!" Yan Chuan smiled faintly.

"Mizan? You just helped this saint son retreat two great monsters. Who can do it? I must thank you very much!" The saint son Gu Yue smiled slightly

road.

"Ha, then thank you to the Holy Son of Gu Yue. All of my subordinates were injured by Qin Lang. The Holy Son of Gu Yue is the Holy Son of Dazhao. There must be good medicine to treat you. If you want

Thank you, just cure my subordinates!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Huh?" The cultivators coming from all over the world burst into a strange mood.

No one expected that Yan Chuan would really ask for something if he opened his mouth?

You are too direct, can't you be polite? The reward from the Holy Son is much heavier than this one.

Only Mr. Wen Ruo, a hint of praise flashed in his eyes. Yan Chuan did this to draw a clear line with the Holy Son of Gu Yue. If you want to thank me, I will call for something. It's very straightforward.

Followed, the help just now evolved into a trading transaction in a blink of an eye.

In this way, it will be difficult for the Holy Son of Gu Yue to get in love again.
Chapter completed!