He knew that it must be late to leave!

Because on the other side of the camp, a few breaths are already close at hand.

boom!

A loud voice swept through.

Accompanied by this loud noise, an upper realm of Tong Xuan was split into two pieces by something, and smashed to the ground like a falling star.

"coming!"

Master Jin felt a little in his heart.

That sect was trying to kill the fierce demon in a flash, he didn't dare to stay any longer.

As he stepped back and wanted to hide himself first, the ghost rider and the mountain dog, wrapped in blue flames, fell from a height, just in front of the tent, blocking Nangong Wentian from entering the tent.

His face was stuck close to Nangong Wentian.

Nangong Wentian saw this scene, his complexion suddenly changed, and the whole person took a few steps back, but just after a few steps, Wen Ping's voice came from behind.

"Where are my people?"

The sound is very familiar.

Knowing that he may not forget it for decades to come.

It was Wen Ping, the Immortal Sect Master.

Nangong Wen Ping immediately turned around and asked, "Sect Master Wen, I just want to let him go...what do you want to do?"

"No, I'll pick him up by myself!"

Wen Ping spoke calmly, and the evil spirit knight behind him disappeared. When he reappeared, he held Nangong Wentian's collar with both hands and raised him high. After being severely injured by the Flood Dragon, Nangong Wentian's strength is no more than ten, not to mention the Divine Profound Realm. At this time, the Tong Profound Realm might kill him.

He was still struggling after being mentioned by the ghost rider.

And said, "Sect Master Wen, you don't speak credit."

"Speaking...but not to you."

Wen Ping waved his hand immediately, and the Ghost Rider pressed his face directly, and blue flames reflected in his eyes from the skull. Just looking at each other like that, Nangong Wentian opened his mouth and there was no movement. The original clear eyes are exactly the same as the burning black charcoal at this moment.

boom!

Then the ghost rider slapped him at any time and hit the ground directly into powder.

This scene caught the eyes of the surrounding Mitianzong people, so scared that they didn't even dare to emerge from the Mitianzong, and Nangong Wentian, second only to the sovereign, died without leaving any bones. What are they? Let them fight against the opponent in front of them like sending them to death. They can't do it, let alone do it.

Only one life!

It is even more difficult to cultivate to Tongxuan!

So they cherish their lives!

"Senior, we are only here by orders, and it is not our intention to attack the Immortal Sect!"

"Senior, please forgive us!"

As the leaders of the two upper realm of Tongxuan opened their mouths, the others responded and knelt directly on one knee, expressing their admiration for the Immortal Sect.

Wen Ping didn't seem to see it. He just walked towards the tent, glanced at Yun Liao who was still tied up, flew out the flying sword and cut off the rope that bound him.

"Sect Master, you are finally here!"

For the rest of his life, Yun Liao stood up abruptly, very excited.

Seeing Yun Liao look like this, Wen Ping responded with a smile, "Elder Yun, come out."

"Thank you Sect Master for coming to rescue."

"no big deal."

Yun Liao nodded, walked out of the tent, looked around at the opponent who had already surrendered, and he felt extremely comfortable.

But as soon as he turned his head, his expression changed!

"Let you tie me up!"

boom!

Yun Liao directly kicked a Profound Realm next to the tent.

Although the person was in the middle of the Tongxuan realm, he didn't dare to fight back when he was kicked by the lower realm. When struggling to get up from the ground, he wiped the dust from his body and continued to kneel on one knee.

"Senior, we are just taking orders."

Wen Ping answered calmly, "Okay, stand up. I can spare your lives, but... the wall of Cangwu City has fallen, you..."

Halfway through the conversation, someone answered immediately.

"We can clean up!"

"You can go right away."

They responded very quickly, and they all wanted to grasp this last hope of survival.

Then, Wen Ping directly rushed to Murong Xi who came out of another tent and said, "Commander Murong, they will leave it to you!"

"Ok!"

Murong Xi smiled and looked at the dozens of Tongxuan Realm around him, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Wen Ping dropped his eyes directly behind the farthest tent.

"Just leave?"

The pace of Mr. Jin's escape quietly stopped abruptly. He slowly walked out of the tent, and quickly explained, "Everyone, I'm just passing by."

Wen Ping smiled faintly, and immediately let the system open his brief message.

At first glance, he was shocked.

It turned out to be the Central Divine Profound Realm of the Hundred Sect Alliance.

But Jiaolong can't leave the immortal sect territory, if they fight, they are really not opponents.

However, counseling is impossible.

Wen Ping said calmly, "Mr. Jin, you can leave if you want, but it's all here, should you leave something?"

"Ha ha."

"How about the Tibetan ring at your fingertips?"

"you!"

"Forget it, don't keep it, I will take it myself..."

"I give!"

Master Jin gritted his teeth and took out the Tibetan ring from his fingertips, and reached out after touching his mark. Wen Ping smiled secretly in his heart!

When even a look made the ghost knight pass and take it.

After putting away the Tibetan ring, Wen Ping did not forget to smile and wave his hand, "Mr. Jin, welcome to come again next time!"

"Oh shit!"

After leaving, the chief executive bowed his head and cursed.

Knowing this was the result, he came to laugh at Nangong Wentian what they were doing?

Hiding behind, I took a slow step to see the Immortal Sect's clothes, and I didn't want to be threatened to hide the ring and give it away.

But I took it all out, and the pain was no longer something he could think of anymore, he was afraid that the other party would regret it when he vacated behind the big demon.

Nangong Wentian is a lesson from the past!

At this time, Zhan Tai Qingxuan came up, "Sect Master, just let him go?"

Wen Ping answered calmly, "Let's go, kill him and earn a Tibetan ring, let him go, he may bring many Tibetan rings."

When Zhan Tai Qingxuan heard this, he was shocked at first.

After understanding what Wen Ping meant, he shook his head and smiled helplessly.

But thinking of the flood dragons, wouldn't the Divine Profound Realm just come to send one away?

Wen Ping then said, "Elder Zhantai, if you stay here, I will return to the sect first."

Zhan Tai Qingxuan nodded.

Heiyancheng~www.mtlnovel.com~ Murong Qing led a few people on the tower, looking at the direction of Immortal Sect, with a more or less happy expression.

"Mi Tianzong and the gold master are here, I really want to see the scene when the immortal sect is destroyed." Murongqing smiled and took the wine glass handed by the maid beside him, and drank it very comfortably, "Comfortable! By the way, Xiaoling, what can you sing? I heard that there are very good songs in Black Rock City."

The faint woman on the side responded with a smile, "The slaves can sing a little, but they may not sing well."

"It's okay, just sing it!"

Today he is in a good mood and is comfortable listening to everything.

Suddenly, he saw a black spot approaching in the sky. When it approached, Murong Qing immediately handed the wine glass to the others.

"grown ups!"

Murong Qing immediately clasped his fists and bowed.