Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2057: Tools to fight for profit

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Chapter 2057 Tools for Competing for Benefits

"Thank you mother!"

You'er looked at the female emperor of Meihu Clan, and a gratitude appeared in her eyes.

The female emperor of the Meihu Clan can be said to be devoted to You'er, but this Xiyan Shenhua is an accident.

This Xiyan Divine Flower can only be refined by someone who takes it.

If it hadn't been for the uniqueness of the Xiyan Shenhua, this Meihu clan's female emperor would have gone by herself and had taken the Xiyan Shenhua away.

"You'er, it's less than a day from the opening of the Xiyan Flower!"

"Follow the indications on the map and go to the place where Xiyan Shenhua is in full bloom, right?"

Suddenly, she seemed to be thinking of something, the Meihu clan female emperor, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she said with a serious face.

"Yes, mother!"

After hearing the words, You'er quickly agreed.

"Buzzing..."

Immediately, You'er didn't hesitate at all, her figure flashed and disappeared into the palace.

At the moment You'er disappeared from the palace, the figures hiding in the void quickly followed.

"Boss, I didn't expect that this place where the fairy flowers bloom in the evening, this Meihu clan's female emperor, actually has a map?"

In the void, Xiao Jiao closely followed behind Mo Wentian.

Recalling the conversation between the Meihu clan empress and You'er just now, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed through and said quickly.

"Since this Meihu clan's emperor has a map of the place where the beautiful sunset flowers bloom!"

"We can follow her to find the Xiyan Shenhua!"

"I really can't find a place to break through the straw sandals. It's all effortless!"

Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and it arched upward.

"Boss, are we unkind?"

Xiao Jiao looked at the emperor of Meihu Clan who was trying hard in front of her, and Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a deep voice.

"Honesty?"

"We must seize this Xiyan Divine Flower. In this heavenly immortal world, we still have a lot to do!"

Mo Wentian's expression instantly turned cold.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Xiao Jiao and Huantian just followed Mo Wentian closely.

Mo Wentian must seize this Xiyan magical flower.

After all, only by seizing this Xiyan magical flower and raising the cultivation base, can Mo Wentian participate in the contest for honor.

Mo Wentian's expression is extremely firm when he thinks of the fight for honor.

And just when Mo Wentian and others, Haoyou'er and others were all heading to the place where the godly flowers of Xiyan bloomed, in the misty valley.

"Jian Zhentian, I have said, you and I will fight, no one will be the final winner!"

Yuan Hu looked at Jian Zhentian, breathlessly said.

At this moment, Yuan Hu's breath fluctuated endlessly, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was even more striking.

Obviously, in this battle between Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian, Yuan Hu didn't get the slightest benefit.

As for Jian Zhentian on the opposite side, it is not much better than Yuan Hu.

The breath on his body has also dropped a lot.

"Yuan Hu, let your disciple of the three-headed tiger clan stop!"

"My disciple of the sword dragon clan, I am willing to stop too!"

Jian Zhentian looked at Yuan Hu, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Good!"

"As long as your disciple of the sword dragon clan stops, my disciple of the three-headed tiger clan is naturally willing to stop!"

Listening to Jian Zhentian's words, Yuan Hu didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

Yuan Hu's heart is very clear that the battle between the three-headed tiger clan and the sword dragon clan will only end in a losing battle.

As for who will be the final winner, with the strength of the two groups, there is no such thing as saying.

Yuan Hu also wanted the sword dragon clan to stop, after all, to continue the fight, this would not be of any benefit to his three-headed tiger clan.

"The disciples of the sword dragon clan listen to orders!"

"Stop it all!"

Heard, Jian Zhentian hesitated for a while, looked at the countless disciples of the sword dragon clan, and said coldly.

With Jian Zhentian's cold drink, the numerous disciples of the sword dragon clan stopped.

"All the disciples of the three-headed tiger clan also stop!"

Looking at Jian Zhentian to stop the disciples of the sword dragon clan, Yuan Hu's eyes flashed with a complex gaze, and he said quickly.

As soon as Yuan Hu said this, the disciples of the three tiger clan all stopped.

All the wars stopped at this moment, but at this moment, blood was flowing on the ground.

Many disciples of the three-headed tiger clan and sword dragon clan fell to the ground, and there was no life in them.

Obviously, this is the victim of the battle between the disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger and the Sword Dragon.

"Yuan Hu, are you finally willing to stop?"

"Look at these disciples, they fell because of you!"

Jian Zhentian looked at the disciples who fell on the ground, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Jian Zhentian, do you blame this on me?"

"This slap can't make a sound, do you think that their death was caused by me alone?"

Listening to Jian Zhentian's words, the anger in Yuan Hu's heart rose instantly.

Looking at Jian Zhentian, Yuan Hu said unceremoniously.

"Yuan Hu, I don't want to argue with you!"

"Presumably you are also aware that this fairy flower of Xiyan is about to bloom soon, are you going to continue to fight for it?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Jian Zhentian's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, a cold voice.

"Xiyan Shenhua?"

"This Xiyan God Flower is less than a day away from opening, and the battle with your sword dragon clan has come to an end!"

"My three-headed tiger clan must compete for this beautiful sunset!"

Listening to Jian Zhentian's words, Yuan Hu's eyes rose sharply.

"Buzzing..."

Immediately, Yuan Hu didn't hesitate at all, and even the disciples of the three-headed tiger tribe didn't settle down. He flashed directly and disappeared in place.

Seeing Yuan Hu's figure disappearing, Jian Zhentian followed closely.

As for Jian Zhentian, there are Jianfeng and several elders of the three-headed tiger clan.

Especially the great elder, the speed is much faster than ordinary people.

At this moment, the great elder seems to have forgotten the death of Liehu. In his heart, there is only Xiyan Shenhua at this moment.

He also wants to seize the Xiyan Divine Flower and refine the Xiyan Divine Flower, which can greatly increase his cultivation.

Looking at the several figures leaving, where there are only a few disciples of the three-headed tiger clan and sword dragon clan.

"The king and the elders have already left, we don't want to stay here anymore, it's time to go back to our three-headed tiger clan!"

"The chief executive's corpse capital is still here. When the elder heard the news that the Xiyan Shenhua was about to bloom, he even ignored the General Manager and went straight to fight for the Xiyan Shenhua!"

"In the face of interests, both father and son are like this, not to mention ordinary disciples like us!"

"Our king and the king of the sword dragon race are fighting for the Xiyan Divine Flower, whoever wins the Xiyan Divine Flower in the end will be the final winner!"

"Yes, the three-headed tiger tribe and the sword dragon tribe have completely torn their faces. Whoever takes the Xiyan Divine Flower will greatly increase their strength. This is the stronger the tribe!"

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Watching countless figures leave, the remaining three-headed tiger and sword dragon disciples instantly exploded.

They don't have the slightest impression of these three-headed tiger kings and sword dragon kings.

At this moment, they also understand that in the face of interest, they are nothing at all.

Their life and death are nothing but a tool for them to fight for profit.

Thinking about this, countless three-headed tiger disciples and sword dragon disciples all left.

They all headed towards their own clan.

Although they are extremely disappointed with their respective kings in their hearts, they have nowhere to go and can only go back to their respective clan.

It's just that when they left, looking back at the figures that fell on the ground, they couldn't help but sigh.