Chapter 968: The Suffocated Old Man Mingxuan Died!

Boom!

The blood river in the sky is still churning and roaring, and the blood waves are undulating like cascading blood peaks!

Bang!

Suddenly, a bloody whirlpool appeared in the middle of the blood river, and a golden figure rushed out and crossed into the sky.

The temple at the end of the Tongtian Blood River is the entrance to the underground world, and the underground world, the bloody space and the bloody altar are all at the bottom of the Tongtian Blood River.

Boom!

Then, another figure rushed up from the blood river.

The person who came was Murong Sheng, his consciousness had been wiped out, and he had been controlled by Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang glanced at Murong Sheng indifferently, then rushed towards the sky, with Murong Sheng following behind.

Wow!

Behind Murong Sheng, the geniuses all rushed up, and the first among them was You Luo, the one who hated Ye Wushuang the most.

After being teased by Ye Wushuang many times in a row, the hatred has reached the extreme!

"Ye Wushuang, stay here!"

Before he could break out of the bloody river, he let out a roar.

Ye Wushuang turned his head and smashed down the Jidao Heaven-Breaking Hand. The sky-wide blood river rolled and exploded, submerging the figure that had just emerged.

Even the violent roar was suppressed.

Youluo's figure could not be found in the river of blood.

"Walk!"

Ye Wushuang stretched out one hand and tore a hole in the sky with great savagery, dragging Murong Sheng in, and at the same time his figure also stepped into it.

"ah!"

Youluo finally got the chance to show up, but what he saw was Ye Wushuang walking away, with only a back figure gradually disappearing in the healing gap.

Boom!

His body bounced up and rushed towards the sky.

Outside the Tomb of Eternal Life, the Goddess of Dreams, the Blue Enchantress and the Third Emperor of the Three Holy Lands were all waiting quietly. Behind them, a group of powerful lords set their sights on the entrance to the Tomb.

"I hope those boys have gained something."

The masters of the big forces are full of expectations.

The rise and fall of a sect is entirely dependent on the younger generation. If the geniuses of their sect are given the opportunity to make rapid progress, then it will also be a hope for their sect to rise.

"This is the tomb of Ancestor Xuehe. Back then, Ancestor Xuehe was a strong man who liked to collect treasures. Those boys are not weak in strength. Those opportunities are easily available to them."

The Lord of the Overlord Palace smiled.

"I don't think so!"

The Shadow Valley Master gave a weird and mocking sneer.

"What do you mean, Shadow Songko?"

Hearing the words of the Shadow Valley Master, the Overlord Palace Master snorted coldly, his face darkened, and he had already heard that there was something in Ying Songzi's words.

"What do I mean?" Ying Songzi sneered: "Master Overlord Hall, is it over so soon? The genius who entered the Tomb of Everlasting Heaven and Tiantian Overlord Hall was actually frightened by a loser. It seems that you Overlord The people in the palace are just looking at it but not using it."

Shadow Songzi mocked mercilessly.

Suddenly, many people couldn't help but laugh. Everyone knew that Ying Songzi was talking about Ye Wushuang's incident of trampling the disciples of the Overlord Palace and rushing into the sky tomb.

This was undoubtedly a severe slap in the face of Ba Huangdian, and it was slapped in public!

"You... Huh!" The Lord of Overlord Palace was immediately angry, but he could not refute. That incident was indeed a shame. He said coldly: "He is just a waste. Soon my disciples of Overlord Palace will carry him." The head came out."

Hearing this, no one in the crowd could refute.

Because, it’s just a Saint King realm, how long can it keep jumping?

If they step into it, they will either die in it or be beheaded and raised. They can't think of any other ending?

"I hope Murong Sheng can take the lead and chop off that little beast's head before the others."

Ancestor Ming Xuan thought to himself, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes!

Boom!

Just when Ancestor Ming Xuan had the idea, the vortex in the sky tomb quickly spiraled and spread. As the vortex trembled, a figure stepped out of it.

The purple figure, with fluttering clothes, went straight to Ancestor Ming Xuan, who could he be if he wasn't Murong Sheng.

"How about it?"

Seeing Murong Sheng, Ancestor Mingxuan immediately asked, and the Mingxuan Sect Master and the surviving elders on the side listened carefully.

They all ignored Murong Sheng's strangeness.

"I can't kill him."

Murong Sheng shook his head and responded to Ancestor Ming Xuan.

"No!"

Hearing Murong Sheng's answer, Ancestor Ming Xuan's face darkened. Ming Xuan Sect was destroyed because of Ye Wushuang alone. He would not give up until Ye Wushuang was killed!

"However, I have been given a lot of opportunities. As long as I am here, Ming Xuan Sect will definitely rise again."

Murong Sheng suddenly uttered another sentence.

Hearing this sentence, Ancestor Mingxuan looked better, while Sect Master Mingxuan and the elders looked ecstatic!

The other leaders of the forces also listened attentively. When they heard that Murong Sheng had received many opportunities, they felt happy and settled in their hearts.

Since Murong Sheng has received a lot of opportunities, then the disciples of their sect are much stronger than him, and they will probably have a lot of opportunities.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the whirlpool.

Buzz!

The vortex trembled again, and a golden figure burst out from it like a divine light. It spread its wings a hundred feet, and the golden fire wings swept across the sky, and quickly ran towards the distance!

"That person is...??"

"Ye Wushuang!"

"It's him!"

"It's that boy!"

In an instant, Ancestor Ming Xuan recognized the figure that rushed out, and so did the Overlord Palace Master and others.

Suddenly, everyone was slightly stunned.

Not only was Ye Wushuang not dead, but he was also the second one to step out?

This...how is this possible?

Don't say that the Lord of the Overlord Palace doesn't believe it, even if other people don't believe it, it's simply a miracle that the person who offended the Overlord Palace doesn't die!

"Little beast, where are you going to escape?"

Ancestor Ming Xuan was worthy of being a ninth-level master of the older generation. He quickly came to his senses and saw Ye Wushuang trying to escape. He stepped on the void and rushed over.

Boom!

The Underworld Emperor's divine way was used, and a Underworld Emperor bridge stood across the sky, leading directly to the direction Ye Wushuang left.

Ye Wushuang's face darkened, and when he spread his wings across the sky, he communicated with Murong Sheng in his mind!

"Ancestor, wait a moment!"

Murong Sheng reacted and rushed to the side of Ancestor Ming Xuan.

Ancestor Ming Xuan was unprepared for Murong Sheng and turned to look at him indifferently, "What are you doing here? Get out of here."

He shouted loudly at Murong Sheng, but without holding his feet straight, he stepped onto the overpass.

"Ancestor, this disciple is here to send you to your death!"

Murong Sheng suddenly said something that made Ancestor Ming Xuan's eyelids twitch. The moment he turned to look at Murong Sheng.

A strange sneer appeared on Murong Sheng's face, and his body expanded rapidly!

"Asshole, what are you doing?"

In an instant, Ancestor Ming Xuan's expression changed and he roared, attracting everyone's attention.

Boom!

Suddenly, Murong Sheng's body exploded, and a storm of destruction swallowed him up. He responded to his question with practical actions.

The self-destruction attack came from a genius whose cultivation was close to the fourth level of supernatural power and whose combat power rivaled the fifth and sixth level of supernatural power. Moreover, it was a self-destruction attack close to the body. Even if Mingxuan Ancestor could react, it would be too late.

The impact of the terrifying explosion blew him away. Even though he was a master of the ninth level of supernatural power, he was severely injured. His body exploded into clouds of blood mist. He felt extremely aggrieved because he was actually plotted against by his own sect's descendants.

However, this is not the most frustrating thing!

As his body was blown away, Ye Wushuang pulled out his ancient ancestral sword and slashed it down. A sword of ultimate destruction came through the air, and the shining sword light accurately cut off the head of Ancestor Ming Xuan.

A fountain-like column of blood erupted, and the body of Ming Xuan Ancestor was separated and chopped into two halves with a sword!