"Although Taiyang Palace is not the founding force of the Holy King Pavilion, it is also a righteous force in the central region.

If any evil cultivator dares to do something so blatantly, it’s really a shame.”

Qiu Zhengchen said calmly, and then said: "We cannot ignore this matter. Send someone to take a look."

...Othello Palace.

Mu Tianqing rushed out.

"How dare the evil cultivator be so arrogant? I hate evil cultivators the most in my life, especially the evil cultivator leader, Sun Thief Evil Master!"

He cursed and rushed towards Taiyang Palace.

...Qianlong Valley.

"Huo Ji, go and have a look."

...Fire Immortal Lingyuan.

"The central area is the place with the most inheritors of the Holy King. There are already righteous leaders in the situation, and the Martial Palace is not as good as it.

No matter what the reason is, we will never tolerate the evil spirit's wantonness. Han Yan, go and see..." "Yes!"

...the wind is freezing cold.

Snowy.

The ancient palace stands on the top of the plateau.

This is the Mingzhao Heavenly Palace.

The place where the Di Zong was buried and the Tian Zong was buried has long since become a cloud of smoke.

And at this moment.

It is a group of ancient cultivators called Sword Suppressors who are entrenched and powerful.

This day.

A middle-aged man with a black sword on his back and a zombie-like expression walked out and headed towards the Central Palace.

"The evil ones will be punished!"

...For a while, the central area caused quite a stir.

At this moment, Taiyang Palace was filled with blood and turned into a bloody purgatory.

Wen Zhaodu left with Wu Lingling and Wingless Bird.

Su Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, staring down with an indifferent expression.

Ye Xiao and other Taiyang Palace monks were struggling in it, but they felt like they were stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate themselves.

The night owl looked horrified, desperate, and frightened, but he also began to become crazy.

He didn't expect that Su Xuan alone could destroy his Taiyang Palace.

but.

"Hahaha, many forces in the Holy King Pavilion have sent strong men over! You can't run away, there is no chance to escape from the central area!"

The night owl roared crazily.

Su Xuan looked indifferent.

"You are talking, are you afraid?"

The night owl looked crazy.

"Afraid?"

Su Xuan looked at him coldly, his expression somewhat contemptuous.

Then Su Xuan looked into the distance with sharp eyes.
Chapter completed!