[The first thousand two hundred and forty-one chapters Xie Tianmu’s death]

In the wilderness, in an unremarkable cave, Xie Tianmu sat cross-legged in it, all his mind sank into the primordial spirit, trying to suppress the power of the primordial spirit.

But he didn’t know that what was in him was the Bad God San, a powerful poison that even the immortals would disintegrate.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Xie Tianmu had to give up. In this half hour, he tried everything possible and tried various means, but he still couldn’t stop the Yuanshen from collapsing. Therefore, after half an hour, his realm had been knocked down to Post-distraction.

“Damn, why is this happening!”

Xie Tianmu roared loudly, and immediately took out a bottle of medicinal herbs to increase his cultivation, and poured it into his mouth, which could reduce the elapse of his cultivation. However, in this case, it was only a temporary solution, and the medicinal power of these medicinal herbs was absorbed by him and turned into reality. Yuan, but its transformation speed is much slower than the passage of his Yuanshen power.

“No, I must return to the main altar as soon as possible, maybe the masters in the main altar can save me!”

Thinking of this, Xie Tianmu withdrew the hidden formation and walked out of the cave.

But the moment he walked out of the cave, he was suddenly stunned, because there was a boy in white standing under the shade of a tree not far outside the cave, looking at him with a smile.

In the past, he would have discovered someone outside the cave long ago, but now, his cultivation base has dropped significantly, and his mind is almost lost because of the collapse of the primordial spirit, so that he did not find someone outside the cave until he left the cave.

However, he soon calmed down. This young man was only in the early stage of distraction. Even if his cultivation level fell to the late stage of distraction, it would be easy to kill the opponent.

Suddenly, a curiosity arose in his heart. He teleported dozens of times in a row and left the territory of Liangzhou long ago. At such a long distance, even if a distracted person flew with all his strength, he would not be able to come here in half an hour.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help stunned, his eyes subconsciously swept around, he suspected that there were fit masters lurking around.

“Don’t worry, Lord Xie, I’m the only one here.”

The young man seemed to see through his mind and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Xie Tianmu breathed a sigh of relief, then stared at him coldly: “Boy, why are you following me?”

“I came to Xie Tanzhu to borrow something.” Song Yan chuckled.

Xie Tianmu frowned slightly: “What do you want to borrow?”

Song Yan replied with a serious expression: “I want to take advantage of the head of the altar master.”

Hearing this, Xie Tianmu couldn’t help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart, and couldn’t help laughing up to the sky: “Boy, you’re going crazy, I think you’re almost here to send your head!”

“Does the altar still remember the killing order issued by the real person Mingtan?” Suddenly, Song Yan’s words changed.

“What do you mean?” For some reason, Xie Tianmu felt a little more uneasy in his heart.

“Because I’m the person Mingtan wanted to kill.” Song Yan’s expression froze: “Thank you for re-acquainting yourself with the altar master, my name is Song Yan, and I killed two altar masters and destroyed two points a few days ago. altar!”

“It’s you!”

Xie Tianmu suddenly came to his senses and stared at Song Yan with resentment: “It’s your poison in the immortal scriptures!”

“The altar master’s response was too slow. I thought you could guess it was me when I showed up, but I didn’t expect you to guess it only if I reminded you!” Song Yan joked with a smile.

“I am going to kill you!”

As soon as Xie Tianmu remembered what happened to him, murderous intent surged in his heart, and he flipped his palms. Suddenly, a golden palm print appeared on top of Song Yan’s head, and it fell with Wan Jun’s divine power.

“cut!”

With the sound of the sword being drawn, a sword light flashed, and the palm print was chopped in half, and in the next instant, Song Yan flew to Xie Tianmu and chopped out several swords.

“Bang bang bang!”

Xie Tianmu fought hard to resist, but he was horrified to find that he could not stop the boy’s sword. Even if he fell to the late stage of distraction, it was far better than the general late stage of distraction. How could he not be a distraction? Early opponents?

“kill!”

The next moment, Xie Tianmu let out a loud shout, and his momentum skyrocketed, but at this moment, the primordial spirit in his body violently turbulent again.

boom!

The momentum that had just condensed collapsed, but it was his cultivation that fell directly to the middle of the distraction stage.

Seeing this, Song Yan raised the long sword in his hand, and the next moment, with a puff, a head flew up.

On the same day, the Liangzhou branch altar was destroyed. The owner of the Liangzhou branch altar was Xie Tianmu, who was the self-proclaimed number one master in Liangzhou. His headless body appeared on the ruins of the Liangzhou branch altar and was discovered by Liangzhou Zhongxiu. .

At one point, there was a great earthquake in Liangzhou.

Three days later, the sub-altar of Liangzhou was destroyed, and the news of Xie Tianmu’s death finally reached the main altar of Taiyi Sect.

The entire Taiyi Sect was shaken again. Xie Tianmu was a master in the middle stage of the fusion. With his cultivation, even if he was not his opponent in the early stage of three or five fusions, how could he be killed?

“Has there been any investigation to find out who the murderer is?” Zhenzhen Mingtan asked with a gloomy face.

“They should have done it!” A fit elder replied in a deep voice.

At this moment, a disciple came to report, and a banner appeared outside a restaurant in Wangcheng. Destruction is just the beginning – Song Yan.

Provocation, outright provocation.

But the cultivators in Wangcheng were very excited. For many years, no one had challenged the majesty of Taiyi Sect. Now, a madman named Song Yan appeared, not only provoking the majesty of Taiyi Sect, but also destroying it. Lost the three sub-altars of Taiyi Sect.

For a while, Song Yan’s name spread in the royal city at a very fast speed, and even his previous deeds were dug up one by one.

The Palace of the Sixth Prince.

Li Sixuan smashed the wine glass, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy. He thought that Song Yan, who was chased and killed by the Taiyi Sect, was dead, but now, not only did the other party not die, but he killed the Taiyi Sect in a very short time. Among the three divisions, there is the existence of the mid-term integration. How did he do it? For some reason, there was a panic in his heart, and some regrets.

The Second Prince’s Palace.

Hearing this news, Li Siwu seemed to be stuck in his throat. During this time, he kept jumping up and down, striving for the support of the courtiers, and it was quite effective, greatly weakening the strength of the fourth prince.

But now, he has some regrets, and immediately recruited people and stopped the next action, because he was afraid, afraid that Song Yan would kill him. what.

“Ha ha!”

The Fourth Prince’s Mansion, Li Siwu couldn’t help laughing when he heard the news: “As expected, he is my brother, he is too awesome, too powerful, brother, eldest brother worships you to death, in today’s world, you are the first one who dares to touch it. Taiyi taught the tiger beard!”

At the same time, in a certain restaurant, a young man and a woman were drinking each other. Suddenly, a man came in a hurry and whispered for a while. Then, the woman’s face showed incomparable excitement, and the man’s face was a little unhappy. .