Asura God

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Tianmu fell into a rare busy, not only the high-ranking Tianwu retreats, but a large number of Huangwu retreats, many ancestors frequently contacted the three major killer organizations, and everything was preparing to encircle the western desert.

Although the imperial roads of Xianyu are about to launch a fierce attack on the western wasteland, the famine of the western wasteland is too prosperous. Each of the imperial roads of the fairy realm will have different concerns and will not take the initiative to undertake the main offensive task. It is also possible for Qin Ming to seize the opportunity to fight back, which requires them to mediate from the sky, and to guide the war process in a timely manner.

To this end, Tianmu not only needs to show its strength, but also needs to be prepared to fight against the West.

The patriarch of Tianmu even transferred the Xianwu ancestors from Wanjie back and ordered only two Huangwus to stay there to monitor the situation.

"Patriarch! I'll see you later!" The three surviving high-ranking Tianwu rushed 70,000 miles, returned to the Tianmu clan, and couldn't help but take a breath and went straight to the hall of discussion.

"Wait!" The majestic door closed tightly, and the voice of the patriarch's indifference came from inside.

"Patriarch, I'll see you soon!" The three looked pale and bloodless, and the exhaustion caused them to lose two circles in just a few days.

"Wait!" Several clan old majestic reprimands came from inside.

"Patriarch, every clan elder, I'll see you later when there's something important!" The three knelt hoarsely in front of the hall.

The guards outside the temple frowned slightly. The three elders were crazy? It was obvious that the patriarch was discussing the war in the West with several old leaders of the clan. If there was anything, he couldn't report it afterwards. He had to rush to the present.

The temple was silent for a while, and the temple door slowly opened. A clever man like an iron tower came out, frowning at the three wolf and panic elders, and yelled at his mouth and pressed back: "Xuantian Holy Land ? "

"The two commanders please move." The three elders nodded strongly, rushing into the palace without waiting for the inquisitive man to ask.

"What's going on?" Uncle Hao Cang and others saw the three people look like they were a little tight. These three guardian elders of Xuantian Holy Land, without calling, should not leave.

The three elders exchanged their gazes and said with a trembling, "Clan, Xuantian Holy Land ... is destroyed ..."

There were not many people sitting in the temple, but they were the ones at the top of the sky. They frowned slightly and looked at the three elders below with expressions. "Where was it ruined?"

"Xuantian Holy Land, Xuantian Holy Land is destroyed!"

"I asked which part was ruined!" Taishu Hao Cang thought for the first time that an accident occurred at a training ground, that it exploded, or that something went wrong, and a similar thing happened a long time ago.

"It's the entire Xuantian Holy Land, completely destroyed!"

What does it mean that all the old people exchanged their eyes?

The three elders shouted. "Patriarch, we are not kidding. Xuantian Holy Land was destroyed by Qin Ming."

"Qin Ming?" Everyone's faces finally stared. Didn't the lunatic just leave Liudao Trial Ground, shouldn't he bring those awakened people back to the western desert?

"Qin Ming suddenly appeared in Xuantian Holy Land, and it was incredible destroyed."

One old man slowly stood up, his tone was severe: "This kind of thing is no joke, Xuantian Holy Land is completely closed, even if Qin Ming took the entire pirate heaven siege, it is impossible to break the seal."

"Explain it to me! Good Xuantian Holy Land, how can it be ruined! How it was destroyed!" Ertong closed the door of the temple, came behind them, his eyes were cold, and he did not believe that Xuantian Holy Land would have an accident.

But the three elders knelt on the ground, pale and messy, but they dared not look up.

Uncle Hao Cang frowned at the three elders, and the atmosphere gradually became quiet, and they began to suppress.

a long time……

Their expressions finally changed, and despite their calmness, their hands clasped on the wooden chair were clenched tightly.

"Tell me clearly, what the **** is going on!" Taishu Haocang tried to control, but his voice was colder than ever.

The eyes of the elders and leaders of all clan races are getting sharper and stronger, and their breath is getting heavier.

Is it ...

Xuantian Holy Land is really ruined?

"Matriarch Qilu, we just ... lied. Xuantian Holy Land has not been destroyed." The three elders spoke hardly.

The crowd looked angry, but the atmosphere eased a little, and they said, how could it be ruined there.

But without waiting for their expressions to completely ease, the three elders turned sharply: "Xuantian Holy Land ... nothing ..."

"Miscellaneous things! Who gave you the courage to entertain us!" The second commander almost shot them dead.

"Xuantian Holy Land is really gone, and Qin Ming gave it away!" They were sweating coldly. This is the way to discuss on the road. If it is reported that the Xuantian Holy Land is gone, it is really difficult to accept, so they decided to say More exciting, ruined! Then let's talk about a relatively less exciting one, no more! In this way, it is barely easy to accept.

Uncle Hao Cang closed his eyes and forced anger: "Drag it out and chop it! No, shoot dead!"

The three yelled eagerly: "Patriarch, we are not deliberately entertaining, we want to make it easy for you to accept. Xuantian Holy Land ... is indeed gone ... Qin Ming didn't know what was thrown into it, and then ... Gone……"

A clan old scolded on the spot. "Easier to accept? Why are you so confused and reporting in this way?"

The uncle Hao Cang slowly got up, staring at them coldly, his breath of terror pressing on them like a heaven. "Last chance, what happened!"

The three trembled and couldn't hold the patriarch's momentum. After a while, the old body fluttered to the ground, and they shouted hoarsely: "Xuantian Holy Land ... disappeared ... all disappeared ..."

"Say it again!!"

"Disappeared!!"

"Say it again……"

"Chief Qiu ... Xuantian Holy Land ... disappeared ... taken by Qin Ming ..."

Huh! !!

The three collapsed on the spot, bursting with powerful momentum, blood splattered, and the bones scattered, forming three shocking blood pools on the ground.

The clan elders and their leaders stood up one after another, frowning at the blood on the ground, and slowly looked up at the patriarch on the high platform.

Their faces were ugly, and their breath became more chaotic.

Xuantian holy land, how can it disappear?

Qin Ming threw something and disappeared?

What a fool it is!

"Go!" Uncle Hao Cang strode out of the temple and rose into the sky.

Leaders and clan leaders followed closely and rushed to the virgin forest.

Two days later!

Uncle Hao Cang descended into the deep forest, and the scene in front of him made him tense.

The former cliff has completely turned into ruins, and it has become a deep pit for dozens of miles. A twisted black hole is condensing. Only the size of the house is left, and it may be completely healed at any time.

There is a strong wave of space in the sky, and the waves are endless.

In the mountains, there are a large number of strong monks, as well as elders and disciples of the ancestral deities. They all gathered here to discuss, and they were waiting for the coming of the sky curtain. They had to make sure from the mouth of the sky curtain that the Xuantian Holy Land was really gone. After all, this incident was incredible, even if it happened in their own eyes. Right now, they couldn't believe it.

The two sky warriors in the sky swept through the void and returned to their uncle Hao Cang, their voices trembling slightly: "No!"

The uncle Hao Cang's consciousness hummed, his face was pale first, then a flush flushed, his nose suffocated, and blood spilled into the corners of his mouth.

The expressions of your leaders and clan elders are gradually dull, gone? Is it really gone?

Each generation valued the Xuantian Holy Land, and devoted great efforts there, and even regarded it as a weapon storehouse. More than half of the weapons were left there, and the elixir was even more numerous.

It is not bad to say that one third of the resources accumulated over 100,000 years in the sky canopy is in Xuantian Holy Land!

In particular, the heavens and the earth and the several important Taichu training grounds are of great significance to them.

How could it be said that it would be gone?

They would rather accept Qin Ming to sweep away than Qin Ming to transfer the entire Xuantian Holy Land!

This ... totally ... shouldn't be!

Even if Qin Ming's space accomplishment is strong, there is a special means that it is impossible to transfer the entire Xuantian Holy Land. There is a forbidden curse under the God Mountain, which is also a space split by Yin Yang Wan Jie Shan himself. .

The mountains were silent, all eyes were on the sky-high canopy.

When all the leaders and the clan old were sluggish, and when the blood of the uncle Hao Cang overflowed with blood, they could basically be sure that ... the first secret world in the world, Xuantian Holy Land ... disappeared ...