Yang Kang nodded and grabbed Zhu Siwei. A zodiac fairy girl turned around and grabbed Feng Wumo. She walked to the entrance of the abyss and was about to jump down.

"Wait!" It was Zhu Siwei's voice. Feng Wumo suddenly glared at Zhu Siwei, trying to speak, and grabbed him, the eight-turned sword that hit him on the chin and knocked him unconscious.

"What do you mean by Fellow Daoist Zhu?" Yang Wudi looked at the person who was stunned by Feng Wumo with admiration, and looked at Zhu Siwei with a smile.

"There is a restriction below. If the Tribulation Immortal goes up and down, it will definitely die. Only when the Tribulation Immortal is not in a state of peace can it be safe and sound." Zhu Siwei looked at Feng Wumo who was unconscious and spoke.

Bang, Zhu Siwei was punched in the lower abdomen by Yang Kang, and Zhu Siwei bent over in pain.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yang Kang was still scared. He almost jumped down just now. He had to continue to take action. Yang Wudi flashed in front of him and grabbed his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, what did you get from below?" Yang Wudi stopped Yang Kang and continued to take action, squatted down and patted Zhu Siwei's back to help him feel relieved.

"There are only some spiritual medicines and magic weapons that are very long in age, as well as a small number of spiritual weapons." Zhu Siwei coughed for a while before speaking.

"That's all?" Yang Wudi frowned, very dissatisfied with Zhu Siwei's answer.

"It's really only these." Zhu Siwei did not lie. At the beginning, it was indeed those things that were taken out of the ruins.

Later, Ye Fei and Ye Ling moved the sutra building. Before they could tell the things that Ye Fei had no intention of handing over these to the Feixian Dynasty. Not only that, he also left the spiritual medicines and magic weapons.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, this is boring." Yang Wudi's face turned cold.

"If Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't believe it, I can't do anything, but we really have only this." Zhu Siwei pressed his lower abdomen with one hand and supported the ground with the other. Yang Kang's punch was too heavy, and several of his ribs were broken.

"Whose hand over the magic weapon or spiritual medicine in your hands." Yang Wudi said coldly.

"It's all in the hands of the young master." Zhu Siwei did not hide it. Ye Fei was not here. If he had not been killed, he would probably have escaped, and there was no need for him to hide it.

"Ha, fellow Daoist Zhu is really good at speaking, open your Qiankun bag." Yang Wudi obviously disbelief. He reached out and pressed his hand on Zhu Siwei's back, temporarily lifting the ban for him, but his hand did not leave his back. As long as Zhu Siwei did anything, he could subdue him in an instant.

Zhu Siwei did not move any other things, but just opened the Qiankun bag. Yang Wudi imprisoned Zhu Siwei again and grabbed the Qiankun bag. After some inspection, his face turned pale.

Everyone, who doesn’t want to die, open the Qiankun bag obediently, otherwise, the Qiankun bag can also be opened after being killed.

After Qiankun Bag recognizes the master, unless the master dies, others cannot force it to open it. If you want to save your life, no one dares to disobey this request.

"Wake him up." After Yang Wudi investigated everyone's Qiankun bag, his face looked even more ugly. He looked at Feng Wumo who was unconscious with the last glimmer of hope.

Yang Kang went over in person, slapped Feng Wumo's back of the head with a palm, and woke him up.

Feng Wumo looked up and glared at Zhu Siwei: "Zhu Siwei, I didn't expect you to be a person who was afraid of death. It seems that the Governor is right, what is the true loyalty in this world?"

"Fellow Daoist Feng is wrong. Fellow Daoist Zhu has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light. I advise you to recognize the reality and not be obsessed with it." Yang Wudi changed his face and smiled again and said.

"Give up the dark and turn to the light? Is he qualified?" Feng Wumo disdained that they were all controlled by the Bone-Erosion Soul-Pointing Pill. If they really wanted to betray the Feixian Dynasty, there was no need for the Feixian Dynasty to take action. As long as the Bone-Erosion Soul-Pointing Pill occurs, they would not be able to survive or die.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, open your Qiankun bag." Yang Wudi did not talk nonsense with Feng Wumo, raised his hand and pressed it on Feng Wumo's back, temporarily untiing his confinement.

"Why do you need to be so troublesome? If you kill me, can you open it?" Feng Wumo's imprisonment was untied, but he did not move. He had no strength to resist, but he did not open the Qiankun bag, but just stared at Yang Wudi coldly.

"It's not easy for you to die." Seeing that Feng Wumo didn't cooperate, Yang Wudi did not really kill him. He just took away his Qiankun bag and imprisoned him again.

He stood up, walked to a God Transformation Realm, slapped his head with a palm, the man's eyes suddenly raised, his body instantly bulged, Yang Wudi clapped another palm and slapped him away.

With a bang, the body of the God Transformation Realm turned into a blood mist all over the sky.

"Draw a large isolation formation here, take them all away and return to the northern region." This time, all the people who came were robbery immortals, and they could not go to the abyss to investigate, but it was not in vain. They captured the commander of the two legions of the Feixian Dynasty.

Everyone moved quickly and soon set up an isolation formation around the entrance of the abyss. Yang Wudi released the spiritual boat and was about to activate it, but his movements paused, and his face suddenly changed.

A figure was floating quietly in the air, staring at him coldly. No one knew when this person came. There were so many people here, and no one had noticed his existence before. The extremely cold and evil aura was the only one in the world, only Ye Yunxiao.

His eyes flew past everyone, and he didn't find the person he was looking for, and his aura instantly became extremely terrifying.

"Yang Wudi, did you see my son?" Ye Yunxiao's voice was extremely low, and he was on the verge of going wild at any time.

"You are talking about the demon Ye Fei. Sorry, I was killed by accident just now, and the body was thrown under the abyss." Yang Wudi stared at Ye Yunxiao's figure, with extreme hatred in his eyes.

"Kill?" A red light suddenly flashed in Ye Yunxiao's eyes, and the murderous intent enveloped everyone present like substance.

"Go together." Yang Wudi roared and was about to take action, but the next moment, six flying boats came from a distance at a very fast speed, and within a few breaths, they reached behind Ye Yunxiao.

There were dense figures of people appearing from the flying boat, with as many as five or six hundred people, and all of them were robbery immortals.

Yang Wudi's expression changed drastically, and all the people from the five major sects in the Heavenly Realm changed color. If so many immortals of the Tribulation were surrounded, everyone would die here.

"Retreat." Yang Wudi greeted him, and everyone retreated quickly. Ye Yunxiao's body flashed instantly to stop Yang Wudi. Yang Wudi was prepared for it. When Ye Yunxiao moved, his spiritual weapon took off his hand and launched the strongest attack, hitting Ye Yunxiao.

Ye Yunxiao did not dodge or avoid, and he faced the spiritual weapon head-on. With a bang, his fist and the spiritual weapon were touched. Yang Wudi's top-grade spiritual weapon could not resist Ye Yunxiao's punch.

A scream came from the spiritual weapon, which was the desperate roar of the weapon spirit. Everyone in the Heavenly Realm was scared by this punch.

With the power of a punch, Ye Yunxiao was so terrifying!

Everyone in the five major sects wished they could have two more legs. At this moment, they truly realized Ye Yunxiao's horror. It is estimated that after today, they would never have the courage to face Ye Yunxiao.
Chapter completed!