The Fructus

"Huang Tianli!"

When they saw this person, all the monks here were shocked, and their faces suddenly showed a strong look of fear.

"Since I know my name, why don't you get out of here? Do you really want to try the method with yourself?"

Huang Tianli looked at the monks below with a calm expression, and a rebellious look naturally appeared between his eyebrows.

Especially after seeing Ling Tian and Da Hei Tian, ​​the sarcasm in his eyes became even more intense, and he couldn't help but say, "The ant that has not yet arrived in the soul dares to come here to join in the fun. It's really the old birthday boy who hangs himself and thinks he has a long life!"

Hearing this, Ling Tian's eyes sank slightly, but soon returned to normal.

The current situation is not the only way to others. The result of the words will be death. Let’s record this matter for now, and some time will be liquidated in the future.

"Hmph, just a devil. Do you really think you are invincible in the world?"

As he spoke, another white-haired old man with fairy spirit and Taoist bones walked out of the void. He was wearing a water-green Taoist robe, holding Buddha dust, and a light look on his face, which was quite like a master.

"You guys leave, I see he dares to take action!"

The old Taoist priest spoke lightly, his face full of confidence.

Many people were filled with contempt when they heard this.

These two men are birds of a feather. Isn’t they just want to take away the treasures in the Seventh Demon God Palace? Who is saying so high-sounding?

"It is better to have fun with everyone than to have fun alone. You have to give others a share of the meat, right?"

After the words came, another person came across the void, but it was a fat monk with a blushing face, a charitable smile on his face, Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and his chest was open to reveal his arms, which was quite like the charm of the Buddhist Maitreya Buddha.

When they saw this fat monk, the old Taoist priest with fairy spirit and Huang Tianli of the Huangquan Demon Sect all changed his face, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Obviously, this fat monk looked harmless, but his actual cultivation was extremely terrifying, far above these two people.

"There are people coming to Tianlong Temple, Dadao Gate, and Huangquan Demon Sect. It seems that the palace of the Seventh Demon God has nothing to do with us!"

Many monks sighed in their hearts, with reluctance and loss on their faces, and decided to leave.

Treasures are touching and must be taken with destiny. These three sects are famous sects in the Motian Realm. Opposing them is like hitting stones with eggs. Now many people flew away.

Ling Tian and Da Heitian are also preparing to leave. This is not their battlefield, and there is only a dead end to stay.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded soaring into the sky. Then, in everyone's eyes, the palace of the Seventh Demon God completely broke free from the constraints and rushed out from the underground.

In an instant, a dazzling divine light pierced through the sky, and countless divine rainbows shot up and ran around the entire burial world.

Wherever the rainbow passed, the mountains were broken, and the ancient trees turned into dust, as if they had the power to penetrate mountains and crack the earth, instantly cutting the bodies of a large group of monks into blood mist.

This scene suddenly made everyone's scalp numb, and they hurriedly activated the flying magic weapon to escape from this space.

Some monks had a keen divine consciousness and tried their best to resist. They grabbed a divine rainbow, but found that it was actually a magic weapon, which immediately attracted everyone's eager attention.

"boom!"

However, before this person could be happy, his body was blown into pieces by someone, and the magic weapon he had just obtained was also kidnapped.

The person who took action was Huang Tianli. His face was extremely cold and he sneered, "The treasures in the world are controlled by virtue. You can be reincarnated with peace of mind. This thing will be kept by me."

Ling Tian and Da Hei Tian remained silent and were ready to leave this space quietly.

However, at this moment, a commotion suddenly came from outside the burial world, and then, overwhelming figures rushed in like a tide.

These people are both strong and weak, but at the very least they also have the cultivation of the soul. They come from all over the world of the Motian Realm. After sensing the fluctuations of the aura of the Burial Realm, they set off and finally arrived at this moment.

From the clothes on these people, we can see that they are all powerful figures with backgrounds and power. Ordinary monks cannot afford to offend them, and even Huang Tianli dare not take action rashly.

Seeing this scene, Huang Tianli and the old Taoist priests from the Dao Sect suddenly turned gloomy. They knew that it was probably difficult to get anything.

The fat monk from Tianlong Temple didn't care at all, and he always smiled. Everyone he saw was kind and looked at, which made people feel good.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a roar of trembling void suddenly came from the sky in the distance, and then dozens of divine rainbows broke through the air, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, which immediately changed everyone present.

It seemed like there were thousands of troops galloping in the sky, clouds covered the sky, mist churned, and there was a faint roar of beasts from the vast sky. A huge aura surged like a tide, pushing away the clouds in the sky, revealing the true appearance of the person.

The top sect of the Motian Realm, the Motian Sect is here!

Thousands of handsome beasts rushed down from the clouds, flying in the clouds and fog, covered in gold-like scales, with murderous aura and extremely ferocious.

Each beast was holding a god-chasing car, and the owner sitting on it was wearing gorgeous clothes, extremely noble.

“Sky Cult…”

When Ling Tian heard the word "From the Sky", he immediately understood that this should be an existence comparable to the Ancient Teng Clan, and they are the absolute masters of a large area.

"Where is this Seventh Demon God coming from? What is there in the palace that deserves the mobilization of these people?"

Ling Tian was full of doubts.

Now that so many people are coming, he and Da Heitian don’t have to leave in such a hurry. Stay in troubled waters and may be able to gain some benefits.

"Everyone!"

At this time, the person in charge of the Ferris Cult's actions spoke. When he lit his voice, everyone suddenly became quiet and looked at him one after another.

"My name is Moro. He is a supreme elder of the Motians Cult and the person in charge of the Motians Cult's actions."

As soon as these words were said, a sudden uproar occurred in the crowd, and everyone's eyes at Moro changed suddenly, filled with sincere awe.

Huang Tianli's face was gloomy. He looked at the old Taoist priest from the Dao Sect and saw the coldness in the other party's eyes. He seemed quite unhappy with Moro.

Hearing the name Moro, the fat monk from Tianlong Temple also curled his smile a little, and his expression became a little solemn.

"I wonder what Elder Moro has to give advice. This seventh demon god is the first master of the seventh hall of my Huangquan Sect. His mausoleum appears to have nothing to do with you, right?"
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