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When Yang Guo and the others had eliminated all the members of the Rat Swallowing Clan, they slowly flew back to the bronze chariot.

"Master Shengzi, where are we going next?" Dongfang Bubai turned around and asked respectfully.

Everyone looked at the bronze chariot with awe in their eyes.

And Chen Wei looked at Yang Guo, Zhang Wuji and the others, and his heart was full of shock.

He didn't know where these holy master cultivators suddenly appeared from, as if their holy sons were full of mystery.

"On the second day of junior high school, how far are we from the Tuntian Mouse Clan?" Chen Fan's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Master Shengzi, we are more than 300,000 kilometers away from the Tuntian Rat Clan." said the second day of the junior high school.

"The subordinates learned from their memories that there are several teleportation arrays that can quickly reach the Sky-Swallowing Rats."

"No need, it's not interesting to take the teleportation formation, so we'll fly to the Tuntian Rat Clan on foot." Chen Fan suddenly said with a "seven four three" smile.

Everyone showed puzzled expressions.

"Don't the Tuntian Rats take good care of other Rats? Then let's take a good look at how many Rats there are along the way." Chen Fan's eyes showed a murderous look, and he spoke of a veterinarian on his face.

The trip to Dongzhou begins now! Chen Fan seems to have seen a lot of luck beckoning to him.

"Nezha, wipe out all our breath here, I want the ancestors of the Tuntian Mouse clan to stay at home and wait for us to kill us." Chen Fan looked at Nezha outside and said.

"Yes." Nezha heard the words and stood up, a red flame appeared in his hand, and the red flame exuded breathtaking power.

Everyone just glanced at it, and they felt their souls trembling.

The bronze chariot flew up in the air, and Nezha looked indifferently at the Zishu clan territory below.

With a push of his palm, the mass of red flames escaped from his hand, instantly turning into a sea of ​​flames covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

Under the shocked eyes of Chuyi and the others, the mountain began to collapse, and everything disappeared in this red flame. A huge deep pit appeared at the bottom of their feet, and there was no trace of life in the deep pit.

This area directly turned into a barren land.

Is this the method above the Holy Master Realm? Guo Jing and Dongfang Bubai looked at each other, and they both saw a solemn look in each other's eyes.

Compared with Quasi Emperor, they were only one small Realm level short.

Now it seems that the level between the Daoist gods is not so simple.

There are so many cultivators on the continent of Black Tortoise, and there is only one Quasi Emperor Power per sect, which shows that it is not so simple to become a Quasi Emperor Power.

"Master Shengzi, it's done." Nezha said respectfully.

"Chen Fan sitting in the chariot no longer knew what to say.

He just asked Nezha to wipe out their breath, but he just wiped out everything within a hundred miles around.

"Let's lead the way in the second day of junior high school." Chen Fan touched his forehead and said.

"Yes." The second and first day of junior high school came to the chariot, and drove the chariot to fly in one direction.

"Puff puff puff!" The soul lamps of the Tuntian Mouse clan went out one after another in the soul lamp room.

Wu Chen looked at the extinguished Soul Lamp, instead of showing grief, he showed a smirk.

"It's really in the Purple Rat Clan! If you dare to kill the god son of our clan, I will make you all regret living in this world.

A vicious voice sounded in the soul lamp room, and the temperature in the soul lamp tower dropped by tens of degrees instantly, and ice slag came out from the long table.

Wu Chen turned around, stretched out his skinny palm and stroked lightly in the air, and a crack in the void appeared.

Wu Chen Qi entered the void and appeared in an instant

"Huh?" Wu Chen looked at the huge black pit below, and the corners of his eyes shrank.

"Who is it?" Wu Chen's face was full of shock, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

Everything here was wiped out with a domineering magical power, so that Wu Chen couldn't sense anything.

Wu Chen could tell at a glance that these methods were not something the Holy Lord Realm could do.

Wu Chen floated in the sky in a daze, lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

He felt as if he was being led by a mysterious hand all the time, this feeling really made him angry.

It wasn't the other nine ancient royal families who did it, nor was it the Human Race's Supreme God Sect. Who the hell targeted them at the Swallowing Rat Clan?

Could it be,,! Wu Chen seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly raised his head with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Could it be that someone from other races broke through to the Quasi Emperor, and wanted to squeeze his Sky-Swallowing Rat Clan out of the Primordial Royal Clan and replace him.

There is only one possibility now, Wu Chen decided to own his idea.

Apart from this, there is no other possibility.

His Swallowing Rat Clan ranks at the bottom of the top ten ancient royal families, and he is the only ancient royal family that does not have ultimate Dao soldiers...

Now if Quasi Emperor appears in other races, the position of the ancient royal family of the Sky-swallowing Rat Race will be very dangerous.

"No! It is impossible for anyone to squeeze my Tuntian Mouse Clan from the position of the ancient royal family!" Wu Chen's face showed a hint of ferocity.

Turn around and leave here, and fly in the direction of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan.

But Wu Chen didn't know, what he thought might be a fart.

There is no new Quasi Emperor born in Dongzhou at all, all of this is a revenge plan operated by Chen Fan from the Northern Wilderness behind the scenes.

On this day, too many things happened in East Continent. A mysterious golden kingdom appeared in the sky above the entire East Continent. The ancestor of the Sky-Tuning Mouse Clan swept the entire Black Tortoise world in a violent storm, and the son of the Sky-Tuning Mouse Clan died suddenly.

All of this reveals an unusual atmosphere, but no one knows.

Above Nanzhou, at the back mountain of Daozong.

Xu Daozi sat in the pavilion, unlike in the past, he was not sitting opposite Emperor Xuanyuan, but a handsome and charming man.

"Old Ancestor, I have mastered most of the Xudao Sutra, but I still don't know the last Realm very well." The man said respectfully.

"Hehe, Jie'er, you have done a good job. At your age, I haven't even understood the entry method of the Xu Dao Sutra." Xu Daozi looked at the young man with satisfaction and said.

The young 1.4 man sitting opposite him is none other than Xu Daozong's arrogance, the holy son Yang Jie.

"Jie'er, in less than a month, the Tianjiao Talk will be held." Xu Daozi said slowly, frowning slightly.

"At that time, I will send two cultivators at the peak of the Holy Master to secretly protect you."

Hearing the old ancestor's words, Yang Jie showed a puzzled look on his handsome face, he didn't immediately reject the old ancestor, but asked: "Old ancestor, I already have one Taoist protector, why did I send two more?" Senior secretly protecting me?".

Seeing Yang Jie's kindness, Xu Daozi was really satisfied.

"During this time, the world of Black Tortoise is not very peaceful. I suspect that there is a mysterious force that suddenly appeared. The sudden death of the son of the Dongzhou Swallowing Mouse Clan, I think it should be related to this force.

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