With a loud bang and a bitter howl, Yun Jing, who was angry and wanted to leave after leaving a harsh word, was kicked out of the Dazhu Temple by Chu Tian.

The dark boots were deeply imprinted on Yun Jing's face, the bridge of his high nose was sunken, his rosy lips were swollen and dark, and blood kept flowing down the corners of his mouth. Yun Jing drew a perfect parabola from the backyard of Dayu Temple and fell heavily at the gate of Dayu Temple. He lay on the ground like a dead fish, and his body was still twitching.

In the sky, countless soldiers and generals who were hovering around the thin white divine lights were stagnant for a moment. They looked down at Yun Jing with a mysterious expression, and then continued to slap their wings and slowly flew.

Yun Jing, the direct prince of the Yun clan of the Supreme Heaven Thirteen Clan, was kicked out in the Demon-Slaying City with one kick in the face!

Following Yun Jing and entering the Dazhu Temple, the white-haired old man ran out of the Dazhu Temple with a scream. He rushed to Yun Jing and carefully supported Yun Jing, then pointed to the Dazhu Temple and roared: "Bad, you..."

Above the backyard of Dayu Temple, a thick and yellow cloud suddenly appeared, and the cloud vortex rotated, and the spiritual marrow of heaven and earth condensed into a yellow finger with a diameter of several feet, poking down from the sky with an inexplicable power of silence and death.

The white-haired old man was poked to the ground with one finger, and his huge fingers were gently crushed on the ground a few times. The white-haired old man was like a small ant being rubbed in the mud and sand by a naughty child, rolling on the street for several times. Only then did the huge finger slowly withdraw it.

"I'm back, wash my mouth!" Chu Tian sat in the backyard and said slowly: "If my mouth is too smelly, I will get beaten."

The white-haired old man took a few breaths, stood up with difficulty, endured the severe pain caused by the fracture of his body, and supported the fainting Yun Jing to fly up toward the core area of ​​No. 1 urban area.

From afar, hundreds of lights rushed over. The high-level generals sent by the Yun clan in the Demon-Slaying City had already come up and welcomed the two of them back to the Yun clan's residence in the Demon-Slaying City.

In the Demon Slaughter City, various news channels quickly spread everything that happened here. The Lan family and Yun family of the Thirteen Clans wanted to make things difficult for a newcomer who had just arrived, but the incident of being slapped in the face quickly spread throughout the Demon Slaughter City, and spread to other places in the chaotic heavenly realm at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, the nine heavenly kings stationed in the Demon-Slaying City of Lan Clan of the Thirteen Clans disappeared, and three of them were even killed, leaving only the news that the soul escaped from the sky, and the news spread quickly.

Correspondingly, the name of the "Dazhu Temple" established by Chu Tian also spread in all directions with this information.

The Chaotic Heavenly Realm is about three months away from the Demon-Slaying City. In an extremely chaotic meteorite belt, an invisible metamagnetic field opens a small space with a diameter of about ten thousand miles, and more than a dozen small lands with a radius of thousands of miles are quietly suspended in it.

The powerful formation gathers the spiritual marrow of heaven and earth, forcibly compressing the spiritual marrow of heaven and earth, so that it collapses and fusions. A fireball with a diameter of dozens of miles is suspended above each small land, and it constantly emits strong light and heat like a small sun.

These fireballs bring enough heat to these small land blocks. Relying on the formation to regulate, these small lands have generated wind, rain and electricity, and the seasons are like spring, and various vegetation grows very well. Large areas of fertile fertile fields have been opened here, and various crops, various fruits and vegetables have been planted, and there are even large areas of medicinal fields full of rare herbs.

A dense camp was built on these small blocks, with countless men with cruel auras and hideous faces coming in and out.

There are people fighting here at any time, and people will bleed to death at any time. There is a pungent smell of alcohol everywhere, and there are also women's screams from time to time.

Flying boats of different sizes, different new and old docked in the port area opened on the edge of the land block. Occasionally, fleets of different sizes would come in and out. The fleet was full of strong men with evil looks, including human races, monsters, ghost cultivators, and some strange race groups.

This nameless space is a bandit's nest in the Holy Spirit of the Chaos Heavenly Realm.

Countless vicious people from the Holy Spirit Heaven who wanted to fight for their lives and make a fortune in the chaotic heaven realm and make a fortune, making a name for themselves, take this place as the center, replenish supplies and rest here, and from time to time, attacking everywhere like a group of hungry wolves, sneaking into the settlements and mines in Gaotian, plundering wealth and slaves.

With a "dong" sound, three flying boats, which were pitch black and more than ten miles long, crashed into dozens of rolling meteorites and broke into this small space. A blood-colored flag was hung above the flying boat, and the emblem seals on the three flags were different - a dragon horn was painted on the flag of the leading flying boat, and the flags of the two flying boats behind were painted with a fox tail and a tiger tooth.

The deck of the flying boat was full of stout men wearing various armors and aura, and they were smiling loudly and clamoringly, discussing the gains this time.

Listening to their voices, this time they successfully attacked a mine built by the monks of Supreme Heaven, looted a large number of spiritual crystals and precious metals, and captured thousands of monks of Supreme Heaven, and obtained a large number of valuable mining and smelting tools. The harvest was abundant.

Three flying boats flew towards a small land on the edge of the bandit's nest. This is a small land block that is more than 1,800 miles long and more than 500 miles wide, and is like a willow leaf. At one end of the land block, a long row of earth and stone walls circled the land that occupied one-third of the size of the entire land block. On the earth and stone walls that were ten feet high, blood-colored flags with dragon horns, fox tails, and tiger teeth could be seen everywhere.

Three flying boats flew slowly over the base. A lot of thick men on the ground walked out of the camp, waving their weapons and cheering loudly towards the three flying boats in the sky.

A black cloud flew out from the leading flying boat, and a dragon body several meters thick rolled in the dark clouds, and disappeared into the middle of the station.

An old man, who was only a little four feet tall, had a fairy-like trait, had a three-foot-long beard on his jaw, and when his eyes were circulating, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of cunning aura, with his hands behind his back and slowly walked out of the second flying boat. He looked around with his mouth clicking, and the old man shouted loudly: "Children, work quickly and bring out all the treasures in the cabin..."

There was a little saliva on the corner of his mouth, and the old man squinted his eyes and smiled brightly, "By the way, before we set off, are the roast chicken you prepared? Let's first get a hundred roast chickens to cushion your belly... Hey, the oily butt is the most delicious!"
Chapter completed!