Chapter 800 It's Time to Cash in on Your Bet

"Why is this so? This is so different from the result I expected. I won't accept it, I won't accept it!"

Seeing his former companions, comrades, and masters all looking murderous or staring at him with cold eyes, Jian Wuying felt unspeakable resentment in his heart.

That kind of resentment is the hatred for Wutian!

If Wutian hadn't rescued Fenghua Lu secretly, none of this would have happened, and he wouldn't have been in a desperate situation.

"It's your own fault. Instead of blaming others, why not think more about the reasons that made you where you are today!" the Beixuan Sage said coldly.

When Jian Wuying heard this, the hatred for Wutian in his heart not only did not decrease by half, but on the contrary, it soared like a volcano erupting. In the end, he couldn't help but look up at the sky and roared hysterically: "I hate it! Wutian , I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost!”

Seeing that Jian Wuying had not repented at this moment and blamed his senior brother, Shangxuan Sage suddenly became furious. Even though he was usually kind-hearted, he was a person with a real bad temper.

"Clang!"

With a wave of his hand, the power of fire spurted out, and the Ji Dao Saint Soldier Fang Tian Hua Ji suspended in mid-air revived in an instant. The terrifying power shook all directions, and the land of 100,000 instantly turned into nothingness!

"Even if I die today, I will drag you with me to support me!"

Jian Wuying looked like a madman, and the life function in his body burned crazily. The Five Tribulations Saint Weapon belonging to him burst out with a divine light, turned in the air, and violently plundered the four saints!

"No, he's going to blow up his holy weapon. No, he's going to blow up his soul!" Zhongxuan Saint exclaimed.

The three of them, Murong Mingyu, were all at the unparalleled perfection stage. How could they withstand the power of Jian Wuying's self-destruction? After hearing the words of the Zhongxuan Saint, they fled decisively without any consideration.

Xia Xuan Sage looked coldly at Jian Wuying and said gloomily: "It seems that you haven't realized the death yet. You are just a waste who has just broken through to the half-step of the heavenly stage. What kind of waves can you make? Today, I will let you see what happens between us." The gap between them!”

The four saints looked at each other and exploded with all their strength. With their hands waved, four terrifying qi jets spurted out, and the nine heavens and ten earths shook violently. Just before Jian Wuying self-destructed, his flesh body suddenly cracked, and his blood was like an arrow. Non-stop squirting!

"Go to hell and repent for what you've done!"

The Shangxuan Saint's tone was extremely cold. Fang Tian's painted halberd burst out with a world-destroying aura, devastating the Five Tribulations Saint Weapon Great Sword. Then, at lightning speed, it passed through Jian Wuying's Qi Sea Cave, and the blood Like a fountain, shocking!

"Ah...Wutian, I curse you to die badly..."

This was the most fatal blow. Accompanied by a scream full of hatred, Jian Wuying's body suddenly exploded. For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and broken bones were scattered everywhere!

Xia Xuan Sage's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "Give him a chance to repent, Shang Xuan, you are too merciful and soft-hearted. This kind of scum will only have his bones destroyed and his body and body destroyed. This is the end he deserves!" "

After saying that, with a wave of his big hand, divine power emerged, and the flesh and blood that shot out all over the sky quickly gathered together. Only when they were all reduced to ashes did the Xuan Sage finally give up!

The saint of Beixuan frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiaxuan, at least he has contributed to the Eastern Territory before..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Zhongxuan Saint patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "If I were your disciple, I'm afraid you would do the same thing."

The saint of Beixuan was silent.

Thinking about it, it's okay for a carefully trained disciple to be ungrateful. Instead, he defected to the Western Regions and kidnapped his master's son. Such a rebellious and unethical behavior should indeed be punished by thunderbolts.

Sage Shangxuan looked at Murong Mingyu and the others in the distance, and said with profound meaning: "Jian Wuying's fate, I hope you can learn from it. I don't expect you to pay much for the Eastern Territory, but at least don't betray the Eastern Territory." Territory, do things that harm your companions.”

"Disciple, please remember this!"

"Juniors will remember this!"

Murong Mingyu, Wang Yankun, and Gao Yang Hanzheng all raised their hands and said respectfully.

The Shangxuan Saint nodded. Whether it was the choice he made when resolving the grudges with his senior brother in Longgu Mountain or their current attitude, the three of them were quite satisfied with him.

Then, he grabbed the bag of mustard seeds that was shot into the distance with his big hand, and said calmly: "The one who has made the greatest contribution this time is none other than senior brother. Jian Wuying's bag of mustard seeds should belong to him, don't you have any objections? "

The three saints smiled bitterly, you are the biggest here, aren't you the one who has the final say?

Then, everyone looked at each other and smiled, turned into pieces of light, and flew quickly towards Dragon Bone Mountain.

A moment later, when a group of seven people rushed to Longgu Mountain and briefly explained the situation, the five Wutian people were quite surprised.

I thought that in the face of Jian Wuying's anger, Li Tian, ​​Zhao Qing and Qingyi Long would have to spend a lot of effort to leave safely, but they didn't expect that they left so easily in the end.

Ye Tian shook his head and said: "It seems that the pseudo-gods really value the two of them very much, but what I don't understand is, what do the pseudo-gods value about them?"

"No matter why the false gods value these two people so much, I always have a hunch that Li Tian has a big plan and is very likely brewing a huge conspiracy." Wu Tian said, his eyes flickering.

"Is it going to hurt us?" Shangxuan Sage asked.

"Then I don't know." Wutian shook his head. If it were anyone else, he might be able to guess a thing or two, but he really couldn't see through Li Tian.

Then, he looked at the bag of mustard seeds given to him by Xuan Sheng, and for a moment, his eyes glowed green.

I saw that Jian Wuying's mustard seed bag was actually made of holy weapon materials. After some calculations, it was estimated that it could be compared with the small treasure troves of the five major city lords.

Suddenly, he had a plan in mind.

Wutian looked at Xuan Sheng, smiled coquettishly, and said through a message: "Since you call me senior brother, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Senior brother, please tell me." Shangxuan Sage was a little surprised. Every time he called him senior brother in the past, the other party always refused. Why did he admit it now?

Wutian is also very embarrassed, because this is a disguised admission that Xiao Wuhao is his elder, but he can't control so much now. As long as the Demon Lord and Jiao Emperor can be satisfied, it doesn't matter if he suffers this loss.

"Junior brother, you also know that Jiao Emperor and Senior Demon Lord want me to give Saint Beixuan a piece of Ji Dao Saint Weapon before returning to Samsara City, but how can the Ji Dao Saint Weapon be refined in just a short time? , so I think..."

Sage Shangxuan suddenly understood, smiled, and responded: "I know what senior brother means, don't worry, as long as senior brother needs it, junior brother will not complain at all and will give it to Beixuan directly."

"Thank you so much, junior brother! But you can't let junior brother suffer in this matter. I'll give you all the contents of this mustard bag. Take a look at it. I promise you won't be disappointed." Wutian said, throwing the mustard bag to him. mysterious.

When Shangxuan Sage saw it, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, but at Wutian's signal, he concealed it in an instant.

After looking at the people behind him, Shangxuan Sage secretly sent a message: "Brother, we have really made a lot of money this time. With these materials, we can refine three or four Ji Dao Saint Weapons. I am still refining them." In the case of making it, if the master takes action himself, he can definitely refine more than five pieces. "

"Then you should keep it well." Wutian also felt happy.

"No, these materials are too precious and the quantity is huge. Junior brother cannot have them." Shangxuan Sage flatly refused.

Wutian's face turned dark and he said displeasedly: "Junior brother, are you out of touch now? We are all a family now, what else do we have to separate from each other? You can just keep it, not to mention my knowledge of the art of refining weapons. I don’t know anything about it, so I can only watch it when I’m left with it.”

"Haha! Then I'm really rude."

An extremely sincere smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Shangxuan Saint. Regardless of whether the other party acted so kindly out of the desire for the Ji Dao Saint Weapon, at least from now on, it seemed that the other party had recognized him.

Then, he put away the mustard bag, took out Fang Tian's painted halberd, erased the soul mark inside, then handed it to Beixuan Sage, and said with a smile: "In response to senior brother's request, I will give Fang Tian's painted halberd to him." You, please treat it well."

"What?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was dumbfounded.

I saw the two of them flirting with each other before, and I thought they were secretly planning some big conspiracy. It turned out that they had been working on it for a long time, and they were discussing the sending of the Ji Dao Saint Soldier of Beixuan Sage.

Moreover, the Shangxuan Sage is really willing to give it away?

Anyone who has been with Sage Shangxuan knows how important Fang Tian's painted halberd is to him, especially his disciple Murong Mingyu. He knows best that Fang Tian's painted halberd is the lifeblood of the master, but it is extremely important to him. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wutian's request would be given to the Saint Beixuan?

How could Wutian's status in Master's mind be so high? Murong Mingyu couldn't help but doubt.

"Did you really give it to me?" Saint Beixuan was also a little at a loss by this sudden scene.

"What? Don't want it? Then I won't give it away." Shangxuan Sage's face turned dark and he was ready to put it away.

"Nonsense! Of course I want it!"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Bei Xuan Sage hurriedly stepped forward. Under the eyes of many people who were surprised and envious, he snatched Fang Tian's painted halberd from the hands of Shang Xuan Sage, and then acted as if there was no one around, his eyes shining brightly. Take a look.

Seeing this, Murong Mingyu walked forward coyly and said with a flattering smile: "Master, you see, you are willing to give Senior Beixuan the Ultimate Saint Weapon. As your only disciple, do I have to give priority to your care?" "One moment?"

Sage Shangxuan had a straight face and said in a deep voice: "Mingyu, your talent in the art of weapon refining is no worse than that of my teacher. With time, it is not impossible to surpass my teacher. Why are you saying this now?" Are you disappointed?"

Murong Mingyu's body trembled, and he hurriedly bowed and said: "Disciple realizes his mistake, please forgive me, Master."

"There is no greater good than knowing your mistakes and being able to correct them. Remember, don't waste your talent in weapon refining." Shangxuan Sage warned.

"Disciple understands." Murong Mingyu nodded heavily. Although the master did not say it explicitly, he understood. As a holy weapon refiner, how can he ask for a holy weapon from others?

If you want it, you have to work hard!

"It seems that your matters have been resolved. Well, let's go back to Samsara City now!" At this moment, two lights and shadows passed through the sky without stopping, leaving only a faint smile. The words he meant were shot straight in the direction of the portal.

They are none other than the Jiao Emperor and the Demon Lord.

Wutian and others looked at each other and smiled, then rushed towards the sky and quickly followed.

Of course, Wutian did not forget to take out the Vientiane Token on the way and inform Gongsun Haoshu and others that the last roster had been obtained. In other words, it was time for them to cash in on their bet.