Chapter: 6370
It's a pity that they have more than enough heart but not enough strength. They can't protect themselves under the siege of the elite powerhouses of the three major clans, let alone pull out their hands to stop the four powerhouses.
"Zhuowen, Lei Ling, you must escape!"
Lu Renjue tried his best to fight against the three chiefs, while praying in his heart.
He knew very well that after this battle, the Hexu clan would most likely be wiped out of the outside world, and Zhuowen, Lei Ling and other juniors became the hope for the Huxu clan to make a comeback in the future.
Whoosh!
While the battle at Ghost King Ridge was in full swing, a ray of light quickly arrived at the Yaoshen Pavilion.
At this moment, the mountains around the Yaoshen Pavilion are still broken into countless gravels, and the Yaoshen Pavilion is not damaged much because of the large array of protection, and it still stands in the middle of the gravel.
And the Yaoshen Pavilion has already been emptied, and the guards and pharmacists here have already gotten the news and fled for their lives.
Zhuo Wen looked at the Yaoshen Pavilion silently, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.
The Hexu Clan has come to an end. This Medicine God Pavilion can be said to be the most precious treasure pavilion of the Hexu Clan. There are many precious medicines stored in it, which have been accumulated by the Huxu Clan for countless years.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhuo Wen knew that he had every chance to take all of the God of Medicine Pavilion for his own use.
Zhuo Wen has always been a decisive person, once he made a decision, he would not hesitate.
So, he stretched out his hands in the void, and moved his fingers together, pinching complicated seal formulas one after another.
After a while, under the influence of the pattern, the huge Yaoshen Pavilion turned into the size of a palm and landed in Zhuo Wen's palm.
"Um?"
If Zhuo Wen felt something, he suddenly raised his head and looked backward.
I saw the sky behind, and two streamers of light quickly swept towards this side, menacing and murderous.
Zhuo Wen flipped his right hand, and after bringing the Medicine God Pavilion into the big world, he looked indifferently at the two figures falling in front of him.
The two were a gray-haired old man and a thin middle-aged man.
Zhuo Wen had a little impression of these two people, as if they were the ancient stars who became stronger among the three major clans.
It can be seen from the aura of the two of them that both of them should have cultivation bases around the early stage of the ancient star transformation.
"Huh? It's just a half-step ancient star transformation ant. The patriarch asked us two to chase such a piece of garbage, and he really thinks highly of him!"
The skinny middle-aged man frowned when he found that Zhuo Wen was the only one.
The white-haired old man looked around, then looked at Zhuo Wen, and asked in a low voice: "This should be where the God of Medicine Pavilion is located? You took the God of Medicine Pavilion away?"
"Oh? You must be talking about this!"
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and he spread his right hand, and the palm-sized Medicine God Pavilion appeared in his palm.
The skinny man and the white-haired old man suddenly showed greed.
They knew very well how valuable the Medicine God Pavilion was. It was an important place where the entire clan's magical medicine was stored. There were so many magical medicines in it that it could support many members of the entire clan.
"Boy, hand over the God of Medicine Pavilion to us, and we can show mercy and let you kill yourself on the spot!" the skinny man said in a sinister manner.
"Hand over the Medicine God Pavilion? Suicide?"
Zhuo Wen had strange eyes, then shook his head with a sneer, and continued: "You are also worthy?"
The skinny man was furious, this kid is too rampant, he dared to be so arrogant with only a half-step transformation.
"Boy, I wanted you to commit suicide and die quickly, but unfortunately, you are too ignorant of current affairs. In this case, I will play you to death slowly, making you miserable!"
As he said that, the skinny man made a move, and he just slapped it casually.
Huge energy condensed in the sky, turning into a huge energy palm.
He didn't even release the lone star of his life, because the young man in front of him was too weak, and it wasn't worth his full shot.
The white-haired old man crossed his arms and looked at the scene indifferently, with a mocking smile on his lips.
He also didn't take Zhuo Wen seriously, so after the skinny man made a move, he was watching the show.
"It's you who is courting death!"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the energy gathered by the skinny man collapsed before he even dropped his hands. JrNovels.com
"Zhuowen, Lei Ling, you must escape!"
Lu Renjue tried his best to fight against the three chiefs, while praying in his heart.
He knew very well that after this battle, the Hexu clan would most likely be wiped out of the outside world, and Zhuowen, Lei Ling and other juniors became the hope for the Huxu clan to make a comeback in the future.
Whoosh!
While the battle at Ghost King Ridge was in full swing, a ray of light quickly arrived at the Yaoshen Pavilion.
At this moment, the mountains around the Yaoshen Pavilion are still broken into countless gravels, and the Yaoshen Pavilion is not damaged much because of the large array of protection, and it still stands in the middle of the gravel.
And the Yaoshen Pavilion has already been emptied, and the guards and pharmacists here have already gotten the news and fled for their lives.
Zhuo Wen looked at the Yaoshen Pavilion silently, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.
The Hexu Clan has come to an end. This Medicine God Pavilion can be said to be the most precious treasure pavilion of the Hexu Clan. There are many precious medicines stored in it, which have been accumulated by the Huxu Clan for countless years.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhuo Wen knew that he had every chance to take all of the God of Medicine Pavilion for his own use.
Zhuo Wen has always been a decisive person, once he made a decision, he would not hesitate.
So, he stretched out his hands in the void, and moved his fingers together, pinching complicated seal formulas one after another.
After a while, under the influence of the pattern, the huge Yaoshen Pavilion turned into the size of a palm and landed in Zhuo Wen's palm.
"Um?"
If Zhuo Wen felt something, he suddenly raised his head and looked backward.
I saw the sky behind, and two streamers of light quickly swept towards this side, menacing and murderous.
Zhuo Wen flipped his right hand, and after bringing the Medicine God Pavilion into the big world, he looked indifferently at the two figures falling in front of him.
The two were a gray-haired old man and a thin middle-aged man.
Zhuo Wen had a little impression of these two people, as if they were the ancient stars who became stronger among the three major clans.
It can be seen from the aura of the two of them that both of them should have cultivation bases around the early stage of the ancient star transformation.
"Huh? It's just a half-step ancient star transformation ant. The patriarch asked us two to chase such a piece of garbage, and he really thinks highly of him!"
The skinny middle-aged man frowned when he found that Zhuo Wen was the only one.
The white-haired old man looked around, then looked at Zhuo Wen, and asked in a low voice: "This should be where the God of Medicine Pavilion is located? You took the God of Medicine Pavilion away?"
"Oh? You must be talking about this!"
A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and he spread his right hand, and the palm-sized Medicine God Pavilion appeared in his palm.
The skinny man and the white-haired old man suddenly showed greed.
They knew very well how valuable the Medicine God Pavilion was. It was an important place where the entire clan's magical medicine was stored. There were so many magical medicines in it that it could support many members of the entire clan.
"Boy, hand over the God of Medicine Pavilion to us, and we can show mercy and let you kill yourself on the spot!" the skinny man said in a sinister manner.
"Hand over the Medicine God Pavilion? Suicide?"
Zhuo Wen had strange eyes, then shook his head with a sneer, and continued: "You are also worthy?"
The skinny man was furious, this kid is too rampant, he dared to be so arrogant with only a half-step transformation.
"Boy, I wanted you to commit suicide and die quickly, but unfortunately, you are too ignorant of current affairs. In this case, I will play you to death slowly, making you miserable!"
As he said that, the skinny man made a move, and he just slapped it casually.
Huge energy condensed in the sky, turning into a huge energy palm.
He didn't even release the lone star of his life, because the young man in front of him was too weak, and it wasn't worth his full shot.
The white-haired old man crossed his arms and looked at the scene indifferently, with a mocking smile on his lips.
He also didn't take Zhuo Wen seriously, so after the skinny man made a move, he was watching the show.
"It's you who is courting death!"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the energy gathered by the skinny man collapsed before he even dropped his hands. JrNovels.com
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