"Why is it like this? This is too different from what I expected. I'm not reconciled, not reconciled! "
Looking at his former companions, comrades, and master all staring at him with murderous intent or cold eyes, Jian Wuying's heart was filled with unspeakable resentment.
That kind of resentment was hatred for Wutian!
If it weren't for Wutian secretly saving Feng Hualu, then none of this would have happened, and he wouldn't have fallen into a desperate situation.
"You brought this upon yourself. Instead of blaming others, why don't you think about the reason why you've become like this today!" The North Profound Saint said coldly.
Hearing this, Jian Wuying's hatred for Wutian didn't decrease at all. On the contrary, like a volcanic eruption, it soared rapidly. In the end, he couldn't help but look up at the sky and roar hysterically, "I hate you! Wutian, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! "
Seeing that Jian Wuying was still unrepentant at this moment and even blamed his Senior Brother, the Shang Xuan Saint was instantly enraged. Although he was usually kind, he was a person with a violent temper.
"Clang!"
With a wave of his hand, the power of fire gushed out, and the Extreme Dao Holy Weapon floating in the air was instantly revived. The terrifying power shook all directions, instantly turning hundreds of thousands of places into nothingness!
"Even if I die today, I'll drag you down with me!"
Jian Wuying seemed to have gone crazy. The life force in his body burned crazily, and the Five Calamity Holy Weapon that belonged to him burst out with a dazzling divine light. It turned in the air and rushed toward the four Saints!
"Not good, he's going to self-destruct his Holy Weapon. No, he's going to self-destruct his Primordial Spirit!" The Middle Profound Saint exclaimed.
Murong Mingyu and the other two were only at the Great Perfection Stage. How could they withstand the power of Jian Wuying's self-destruction? Hearing the Middle Profound Saint's words, they decisively escaped without any hesitation.
The Lower Profound Saint looked at Jian Wuying coldly and said gloomily, "It seems that you haven't realized that you're going to die. You're just a piece of trash who has just broken through to the Half Celestial Being Stage. What can you do? Today, I'll show you the difference between us! "
The four Saints looked at each other and unleashed their full strength. With a wave of their hands, four terrifying Qi gushed out, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths. Just as Jian Wuying was about to self-destruct, his body suddenly cracked and blood spurted out like arrows!
"Go to hell and repent for what you have done!"
The Shang Xuan Saint's voice was incomparably cold. His halberd erupted with an apocalyptic aura, easily destroying the five tribulation saint weapon. Then, with a speed as fast as lightning, it pierced through Jian Wuying's energy sea. Blood gushed out from his body like a fountain, a horrifying sight!
"Ah … Wutian, I curse you to die a horrible death …"
This was the most lethal strike. Accompanied by a shrill cry that was filled with resentment, Jian Wuying's body suddenly exploded apart. For a time, blood and flesh flew in all directions while shattered bones shot in all directions!
The Shang Xuan Saint's complexion was hazy. He coldly said, "You even gave him a chance to repent. Shang Xuan, you are too merciful. For this kind of scum, the only fate he deserves is to be destroyed and his soul destroyed!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand. Divine power surged out and the flesh and blood that filled the sky rapidly gathered together. It wasn't until all of it had been refined into ashes that the Shang Xuan Saint finally stopped!
The North Profound Saint frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Shang Xuan, for better or worse, he has contributed to the Eastern Domain before …"
But before he could finish speaking, the Shang Xuan Saint patted his shoulder and shook his head. "If it were your disciple, I'm afraid you would have done the same."
The North Profound Saint was silent.
Thinking about it, this was true. It was one thing for a disciple that he had painstakingly raised to not be grateful. But, this disciple had even sided with the Western Domain and kidnapped his master's son. Such disgraceful behavior deserved to be struck by lightning.
The Shang Xuan Saint looked at Murong Mingyu and the others in the distance and said with deep meaning, "I hope you can learn from Jian Wuying's fate. I don't expect you to do much for the Eastern Domain, but at the very least, don't betray the Eastern Domain and harm your companions."
"This disciple will remember!"
"This junior will remember!"
Murong Mingyu, Wang Yankun, Gao Yang, and Hanzheng all cupped their hands and said respectfully.
The Shang Xuan Saint nodded. Whether it was the choice they had made to resolve their grudges with Senior Brother or their current attitude, he was quite satisfied with them.
Then, he grabbed the mustard seed bag that had shot into the distance and said indifferently, "The one who contributed the most this time is Senior Brother. Jian Wuying's mustard seed bag should belong to him. You don't have any objections, right?"
The three Saints smiled bitterly. You're the one with the most authority here. Aren't you the one who has the final say?
Then, everyone smiled at each other and turned into streams of light, quickly flying towards the Mountain of Dragon Bones.
A moment later, when the group of seven arrived at the Mountain of Dragon Bones and briefly explained the situation, Wutian and the others were quite surprised.
They had thought that in the face of Jian Wuying's anger, Li Tian, Zhao Qing, and the green pterosaur would have to spend a lot of effort to leave safely. Who would have thought that in the end, they would be able to leave so easily?
Ye Tian shook his head and said, "It seems that the false deity really values the two of them very much. But what I don't understand is, what exactly is it that the false deity values them so much?"
"It doesn't matter why the fake God Spirit values the two of them so much, but I have a hunch that Li Tian is plotting something big. It is very likely that he is brewing a shocking conspiracy," Wu Tian said, his eyes flickering.
"Will it harm us?" the Shang Xuan Saint asked.
"Then I don't know." Wutian shook his head. If it were someone else, perhaps he could have guessed a thing or two, but he really couldn't see through Li Tian.
Then, he looked at the mustard seed bag that the Shang Xuan Saint gave him, and suddenly, his eyes shone with green light.
Jian Wuying's mustard seed bag was actually full of Saint Weapon materials. He estimated that it was comparable to the small treasuries of the five city lords.
Suddenly, he thought of a plan.
Wutian looked at Shangxuan Saint, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Since you call me Senior Brother, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Senior Brother, please speak." The Shang Xuan Saint was a little surprised. In the past, every time he called Jian Wushuang Senior Brother, Jian Wushuang would repeatedly refuse. Why did he admit it now?
Wutian was also very embarrassed because this was a disguised admission that Little Wu Hao was his senior. But now, he couldn't care so much. As long as the Demon Lord and the Flood Dragon Emperor were satisfied, there was no harm in taking this loss.
"Junior Brother, you also know that the Flood Dragon Emperor and the Demon Lord want me to give Beixuan Saint an Extreme Dao Saint Weapon before returning to Samsara City. But an Extreme Dao Saint Weapon is not something that can be refined in a short time, so I thought …"
The Shang Xuan Saint suddenly understood and replied with a smile, "I know what Senior Brother means. Don't worry, as long as Senior Brother needs it, I won't have any complaints and will directly give it to Beixuan."
"Then thank you, Junior Brother! But I can't let Junior Brother suffer a loss in this matter. Everything in this mustard seed bag is yours. Take a look, I promise you won't be disappointed. "Wutian said and threw the mustard seed bag to the Shang Xuan Saint.
The Shang Xuan Saint's face immediately surged with ecstasy when he saw it, but under Wutian's signal, he immediately concealed it.
Looking at the people behind him, the Shang Xuan Saint secretly said, "Senior Brother, we really made a fortune this time. With these materials, we can refine three or four Extreme Dao Saint Weapons. And this is under the condition that I'm refining it. If Master personally makes it, he can definitely refine more than five."
"Then you keep it well." Wutian's heart was also blooming with joy.
"No, these materials are too precious and the quantity is too large. Junior Brother can't take them." The Shang Xuan Saint flatly refused.
Wutian's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "Junior Brother, are you treating me as an outsider? Now that we are a family, there's no need to be so formal. Just keep it. Besides, I know nothing about the Way of Weapon Refining. I can only look at it if I keep it. "
"Haha! Then I won't stand on ceremony. "
The Shang Xuan Saint's face immediately showed an incomparably sincere smile. Whether or not the other party was so cordial because of his desire for an Extreme Dao Saint Weapon, at least now it seemed that the other party had approved of him.
Then, he put away the mustard seed bag and took out the Sky Halberd. He erased the Soul Imprint in it and handed it to the North Xuan Saint with a smile. "As Senior Brother has requested, I'll give you the Sky Halberd. Please treat it well."
"What?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was dumbfounded.
When they saw the two of them flirting with each other, they thought they were secretly planning a big conspiracy. It turned out that they were discussing giving the North Xuan Saint an Extreme Dao Saint Weapon.
Moreover, the Shang Xuan Saint was really willing to give it to the North Xuan Saint?
Those who had interacted with the Shang Xuan Saint before knew how important the Sky Halberd was to him, especially his disciple, Murong Mingyu. The Sky Halberd was the lifeblood of his Master. However, he never expected that he would give it to the North Xuan Saint at Wutian's request.
How could Wutian's position in his Master's heart be so high? Murong Mingyu could not help but wonder.
"Are you really giving it to me?" North Profound Saint was at a loss of what to do with this sudden turn of events.
"What? You don't want it? Then I won't give it to you. "The Shang Xuan Saint's face darkened, and he was about to put it away.
"Nonsense! Of course I want it! "
Seeing that the situation was not good, the North Xuan Saint hurriedly stepped forward. Under the surprised and envious gazes of the crowd, he snatched the Sky Halberd from the Shang Xuan Saint's hands. Then, as if there was no one around, he looked at it with shining eyes.
Seeing this, Murong Mingyu walked forward shyly and said with a flattering smile, "Master, look, you're even willing to give Senior Beixuan an Extreme Dao Sacred Weapon. As your only disciple, shouldn't I be the first to be taken care of?"
The Shang Xuan Saint's face turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Mingyu, your talent in refining is not inferior to Master's. In the future, it is not impossible for you to surpass Master. Why are you saying such words that disappoint Master?"
Murong Mingyu's body trembled, and he hurriedly bowed and said, "Disciple knows his mistake. Please forgive me, Master."
"It is good that you know your mistake and can change. Remember, don't waste your talent in refining." The Shang Xuan Saint warned.
"Disciple understands." Murong Mingyu nodded heavily. Although his Master did not say it clearly, he understood. As a Saint-level refiner, how could he ask for a Saint Weapon from others?
If he wanted it, he had to work hard!
"It seems that your matter has been settled. Well, let's go back to Samsara City now!" At this moment, two streaks of light streaked across the sky. They did not stop, only leaving behind a faint smile as they shot towards the teleportation gate.
They were the Flood Dragon Emperor and the Demon Lord.
Wutian and the others looked at each other and smiled. Then, they rushed into the sky and quickly followed.
Of course, on the way, Wutian did not forget to take out the Ten Thousand Elephant Token to inform Gongsun Haoshu and the others that they had obtained the last roster. In other words, it was time for them to fulfill their bet.
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