Goddess's super mad doctor

Chapter 1910 Tianjiao returns!

I saw that a huge hole was blown out of the sky where Yang Luo was.

The blasted clouds gathered in the sky, like a huge funnel.

Below, hundreds of mountains were blown away, and even a huge pit was blown out of the abyss.

The landscape of the area has been altered.

at this time.

Yang Luo was standing there quietly.

Wanlong Cauldron, Desolate Ancient Dragon Monument and Zhenxian Pagoda are floating above his head.

Both Pei Zhanhun and Yan Moxie had no bones left, not even the Yuanshen could escape, and they were wiped out.

The magical artifacts and storage bags of the two fell into the huge pit, which meant that everything that happened just now was true.

The scene was quiet for a while, and then completely boiled and exploded!
"Oh my god, Mr. Yang killed Pei Zhanhun and Yan Moxie, the two true immortals by himself?!"

"An early stage true immortal and a mid-stage true immortal were beheaded like this, isn't it true?!"

"After this battle, Mr. Yang will once again become famous in Kunlun Ruins, shaking the entire Kunlun Ruins!"

"Tianjiao returns, shocking the world!"

All the people present stared blankly at Yang Luo in the sky, admiring Yang Luo to the extreme.

Many people couldn't stand the shock and sat paralyzed on the ground.

"A man should be like this!"

"Brother Yang is unrivaledly powerful, peerless domineering!"

"Brother Yang is a role model for my generation, and it's worth spending a lifetime chasing after!"

Lu Yuanlong, Ling Yanzhan, Han Feng and others all raised their arms and shouted, throwing themselves at Yang Luo's admiration.

Mo Qingkuang, Xiang Kunlun and others on the ancient boat in the distance also punched heavily.

They were a little worried at first.

After all, Pei Zhanhun and Yan Moxie are also long-established true immortals, so they are naturally very strong.

But looking at it now, they realized that their worries were unnecessary.

Yang Luo diffused his spiritual sense to perceive the surrounding area, and after confirming that there were no other enemies, he put away the Dragon Emperor Sword and the three magic weapons.

Immediately, he waved his right hand.

The two storage bags and two artifacts that fell into the giant pit flew out.

"Brothers, you share these things!"

With that said, Yang Luo threw the two storage bags and the two magical artifacts to Xiang Kunlun and the others.

"Haha, thank you Brother Yang!"

"Thank you, Brother Yang!"

Thanks to Kunlun and others.

Afterwards, Yang Luo stepped out and arrived on the ancient boat.

Just when Yang Luo and the others were about to leave.

Lu Yuanlong hurriedly said: "Brother Yang, it's already noon, I would like to treat everyone to a glass of wine!"

Ling Yanzhan also smiled and said: "I also hope that Brother Yang and all the brothers can appreciate the face!"

Han Feng and the others also looked at Yang Luo expectantly.

They worship Yang Luo to the extreme now, and they only hope to have a good relationship with Yang Luo.

Yang Luo thought about it, and felt that these people were not bad.

Just now they clearly knew that Pei Zhanhun and Yan Moxie were real immortals, and they were willing to help themselves, which was very righteous.

Think of this.

Yang Luo nodded and said, "Okay, then come over here!"

"Thank you Brother Yang!"

"Haha, thank you, Brother Yang!"

Lu Yuanlong and the others were overwhelmed with surprise, they soared into the sky and landed on the ancient boat.

Yang Luo waved his hand, "Brothers, let's go!"

Afterwards, Yang Luo activated the ancient boat and flew away from the Nine Desolation Mountains.

Until watching Yang Luo and the others leave.

The people present still didn't recover from the shock, they were in a daze.

After a long time.

All the talents came to their senses and let out a long breath.

"Mr. Yang killed Pei Zhanhun and Yan Moxie. Once the Soul Eater Sect and the Xiewang Sect know about it, the two sects will probably be completely furious!"

"The two sects will definitely not let Mr. Yang go, Mr. Yang is in danger!"

"Mr. Yang's personal strength is already very strong, and he also has a lot of friendship with Taishangmen and the great beast families. It should be fine!"

"I hope Mr. Yang can turn bad luck into good fortune. If a genius like this falls, it will be a big loss!"

Everyone discussed for a while, and then left one after another.

……

at the same time.

Beizhou.

The territory of the evil king sect.

120 Eight high mountains rise above the clouds.

Ancient palaces and pavilions based on purple and black are located on the top of the mountain.

There are disciples guarding and patrolling everywhere in the mountains and forests.

On one of the high mountains, a large hall was built called "Evil God Temple".

There are many ranks enshrined in the hall.

In these rankings, there are elders who have passed away from the Xiewangzong, and there are elders who are still alive.

There is a group of disciples of the evil king guarding the entrance of the main hall.

at this time.

clack clack...

There was a crackling sound in the hall.

"what sound?!"

"The voice seems to be coming from the hall!"

"Go, go in and see!"

A group of disciples quickly opened the door and ran in.

I saw that on an altar, there were ten wooden plaques at the front, shining with dazzling fairy lights.

You must know that these ten wooden plaques have entered the soul imprints of the ten elders of the Xiewangzong.

The broken wooden sign represents the death of the elder.

And now one of the wooden signs that read "True Lord Huoxie Yan Moxie" has been broken.

See this scene!
A group of disciples were stunned and trembled all over!

"This... Elder Yan is dead?!"

"How is it possible... Elder Yan is a true immortal, how could he die?!"

"I have to inform the suzerain immediately!"

A group of disciples panicked and rushed out of the hall.

One of the disciples took out a flying weapon, soared into the sky, and went straight to the back mountain.

Soon, the disciple came to a valley in the back mountain.

In the valley, a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a dark purple robe and long purple hair was practicing.

This middle-aged man is Ye Canghai, the patriarch of the Xie Wang Sect.

This disciple didn't dare to disturb him at first, but when he thought of Elder Yan's death, the matter was too big.

He summoned up his courage and shouted in a trembling voice: "Sect Master... I have something to report!"

Ye Canghai slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked up at the disciple on the top of the mountain.

With just one glance, the disciple felt his soul tremble, and was so frightened that he knelt down.

Ye Canghai said coldly: "Didn't I say it, it's nothing important, don't bother me!"

Ever since he was seriously injured by Yang Luo a few months ago, he has been healing and practicing since he returned to the sect.

He wanted to improve his cultivation quickly, and kill that little bastard Yang Luo with his own hands in the future.

The disciple replied: "Sect Master, something happened, something big happened!"

Ye Canghai said displeasedly: "Why panic, what a big deal!"

This disciple cried: "Elder Yan... is dead!"

"what?!"

Ye Canghai stood up directly, soared into the sky, and landed on the top of the mountain.

He grabbed the disciple's collar with one hand, picked it up, and roared angrily: "What you said is true?!"

The disciple was trembling with fright, and nodded repeatedly: "Sect Master, it's true, it's true!

Elder Yan's wooden sign has been broken! "

"Damn!!!"

Ye Canghai let out a roar, threw the disciple aside, and then flew away from the back mountain.

Soon.

The entire Evil King Sect is in chaos...

(End of this chapter)