For some reason, after seeing Zhuo Wen's tyrannical gaze, Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian felt a throbbing in their hearts.

A strong man whose cultivation level has reached their level can basically be calm and unmoved by external objects, but at this moment Zhuo Wen's eyes make them feel throbbing, which is really inconceivable.

"I really didn't expect you to have a heaven-defying sacred weapon, but you are just a mere Profound Sage, do you think that you can defeat us with the possession of a heaven-defying sacred weapon? Then you are too naive." Yin Wuxue said softly and softly.

As for King Jiang Xian, his brows were frowned, revealing a trace of seriousness.

"It's you who are naive, okay, can you be sure of you, you will know once you try it, why bother making noise here?"

Zhuo Wen spat out these words lightly, and then pressed his right hand, and the Ling-Tuning Magma River formed a terrifying vortex, sweeping both Jiang Xianwang and Yin Wuxue into it.

"Mie Fen, dare you?"

King Jiang Xian and Yin Wuxue shouted loudly at the same time, but the speed of the magma vortex was too fast, enveloping both of them in an instant, and their figures disappeared completely.

Boom!

The magma river suddenly shrank and squeezed, only to hear the muffled thunder accompanied by the screams, the magma river suddenly shrunk to the extreme, and then exploded with a bang.

Countless magma splashed out and overflowed into the air, making the air smell hot and strange, and the figures of Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian never appeared again.

As soon as Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe was put away, two beams of brilliance were taken into his hands, and the two brilliance were retracted, revealing his true face, it was the great virtuous sword of King Jiang Xian and the yin bone scepter of Yin Wuxue.

It's just that the brilliance on the surface of these two holy artifacts is a bit dim, obviously, they suffered a lot of damage during the explosion of the magma river just now.

"These two sacred artifacts should be repaired a little bit, and they should still be usable."

Putting away the two holy artifacts, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, with a slight arc of his mouth.

Hiss!

After a long silence, the sound of gasping for air finally broke the restless silence.

Everyone was stunned. They stared at the rain of magma all over the sky, and fell into a strange silence.

"Jiang Xianwang and Yin Wuxue are both dead, not even their bones?"

Finally, someone murmured in a low voice, recounting the unbelievable but real fact that appeared in front of him.

"Master!"

"Master!"

On the eighteenth mountain, Prince Crow and Jiang Licheng, who were held by Liao Siti, trembled and roared loudly, as if they still couldn't believe the fact that this happened before them.

"People from the Crow Sect and Jiang Xian's family, are there still people who want to stop me?"

Zhuowen stepped on the long-running magma river, overlooking the Jiangxian family and the other high-level people in the seats where the Crow Cult was sitting, speaking with authenticity.

However, there was a long silence in response to Zhuo Wen, King Jiang Xian and Yin Wuxue were both dead, how dare they come out to provoke Mie Fen? Isn't it courting death to come out?

"Young Master Mie Fen, can you let my Young Master go? The Patriarch has already been killed. With Young Master Mien Fen's background, there is no need to pay attention to my Jiangxian family. This old man begs Young Master Mie Fen to let my Young Master go."

Suddenly, Jian Lao tremblingly walked out from the seat of Jiang Xian's family, knelt on the ground, and said very sincerely.

"Jiang Licheng provoked me many times. I didn't kill him, which is the greatest forgiveness. You still want me to let him go? Do you think it's possible?"

As Zhuo Wen said, he ignored the old sword and suddenly landed in the sky above the Burning Heaven Hall.

Jian Lao sighed softly, got up slowly, returned to his seat, and didn't dare to speak anymore, he knew that Mie Fen didn't intend to let Jiang Licheng back, but Mie Fen didn't care about Jiang Licheng, for their Jiangxian family, It is also a kind of luck in misfortune.

"Sect Master Zou, Palace Master Yuan, I, Mie Fen, am not a troublemaker, as long as you hand over the five-thousand-year-old Fenyan Qiongye in Mu Yuze's hands, I will not mess around again, what do you think?" ?�

Zhuowen was surrounded by magma, like a god or a demon, and the sound was deafening, making everyone's eardrums ache.

At this moment, Zou Tianzong held the Black Flame pen and slowly landed near Yuan Zhibai, while Liao Si also hugged the Eighteenth Mountain and landed beside Zhuo Wen.

Facing Zhuo Wen's confident questioning, Zou Tianzong and Yuan Zhibai's faces were a little ugly, and at the same time they were a little shocked in their hearts.

They also didn't expect that Mie Fen actually had such a treasure as a heaven-defying holy weapon, which was beyond their expectations. Generally speaking, only the forces of the Middle Earth would have such a holy weapon, but this Mie Fen I have it on my body.

Undoubtedly, the mysterious Mie Fen in front of him probably came from a relatively large force in Middle-earth, and this explanation is the most reasonable.

It was because of this guess that Zou Tianzong and Yuan Zhibai suddenly became wary.

There are powerful forces everywhere in Middle Earth, especially the Chaos Temple, the Four Great Battlefields, and the Nine Great Talisman Families, which are even more powerful than all the forces in Middle Earth.

Even those forces that are not as powerful as the top nine holy talisman families, probably the Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace combined will barely catch up. JrNovels.com