Chapter 1371 Lost another child

However, at this moment, Zhang Xuan suddenly took out the teleportation gate, a ray of light flashed, and Zhang Xuan and his little daughter Mengmeng were actually teleported away directly.

The eternal night of the Heaven-Slaying Sword that Zhang Xuan had used just now was just a bluff.

There was anger in the eyes of Lord Zi Ming, as if he had been played a trick on someone.

"Let's see where you can run!"

He roared, and the sword covered the area hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Pieces of space broke apart and turned into space fragments.

The turbulence of time and space roared, and everything around collapsed into ruins.

Even the void line that Zhang Xuan used the teleportation gate to transmit suddenly exploded.

Henry Zhang coughed up a mouthful of blood: "I didn't expect that the Purple Nether God's sword Eternal Night would be so powerful!"

Just when Zhang Xuan wanted to start teleporting through the portal again, he discovered that Mengmeng, who had teleported with him when the void exploded just now, had disappeared.

Zhang Xuan looked at the dense space cracks behind him, wondering which space crack Mengmeng had fallen into.

Seeing that Lord Zi Ming and several other Void-Refining cultivators were about to catch up, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and activated the teleportation gate again.

The top-grade spirit stones at the Yuanshi level are consumed quickly.

However, Zhang Xuan did not dare to stay for a moment and activated the teleportation gate again and again.

He finally escaped from the pursuit of Purple Nether God Lord and other Void-Refining Monks from the Sky-Splitting Divine Palace.

At this time, his body was covered with wounds.

"Luckily, when I was on the spaceship, I collected a little bit of Qi along the route, so I was able to teleport smoothly in the boundless void, but my little daughter Mengmeng..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan felt a pang of pain in his heart!

He lost another of his children.

First it was the wooden stick, and now it’s Meng Meng.

Zhang Xuan looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar area.

This is the route the spacecraft takes to Broken Sky City.

This place is hundreds of billions of miles away from Broken Sky City.

If you take an airship, you can reach Broken Sky City in less than a month.

However, this spaceship was operated by the Dayu Dynasty of the Dragon Ridge Temple. If he boarded the spaceship, who knew whether the Dayu Dynasty would sell his information to the Liekong Divine Palace.

Once the people in the Sky-Splitting Divine Palace knew that he was on a spaceship, he would be caught in a trap, and he wouldn't know where to escape even if he wanted to.

For the remaining route, Zhang Xuan had to teleport through the teleportation gate again towards Broken Sky City.

Although this consumes more spirit stones, it is safer.

The Purple Nether God and his entourage tracked Zhang Xuan all the way, but eventually he managed to escape.

Lord Zi Ming was extremely angry.

They chased desperately along the way, but finally captured Zhang Xuan's daughter in a space crack.

As for Zhang Xuan himself, he had already escaped.

"Let's go and destroy the Immortal Gourd Realm." Lord Zi Ming said with a gloomy expression.

The four Void Refining monks came to the Immortal Gourd Realm again.

Lord Zi Ming held the sword in his hand, and the power of space condensed.

For a small world without a Void Refinement Monk in charge, it is not difficult for four Void Refinement Monks to destroy it.

Now that Zhang Xuan has escaped, they can only vent their anger on Zhang Xuan's lair.

But at the moment when Lord Zi Ming's spatial blade fell, Saint Wu Yuan of the Great Dao Chi Jin Division appeared.

Saint Wuyuan rolled up his wide sleeves, and the blade of space flowed back into the endless void like a river.

Purple Nether God Lord looked at the Saint Wuyuan who appeared and said, "Is the Great Dao Chijin Division also going to intervene in the feud between our Liekong Divine Mansion and the Lord of this Immortal Gourd World?"

Saint Wuyuan chuckled and said, "It's not that my Great Dao Chijin Division wants to intervene, but this Immortal Gourd Realm is the property of my Great Dao Chijin Division. I can't just watch you destroy the property of my Great Dao Chijin Division."

Purple Nether God said angrily: "Nonsense, this Immortal Gourd Realm clearly belongs to that cultivator who practices both Dharma and body, how come it has become the property of your Great Dao Chijin Division?"

Saint Wuyuan said slowly, "This Immortal Gourd World does belong to that Taoist Master Zhang, but this Taoist Master Zhang owes me 27,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones from the Great Dao Red Gold Division, and he promised to pay it back within 300 years. If he fails to pay it back within 300 years, he will mortgage this small world to us."

After hearing this, Purple Nether God said sarcastically, "The Lord of this remote little world can actually lend you 27,000 top-grade spirit stones. Is your Great Dao Chijin Division a charity?"

Saint Wuyuan smiled and said, "Of course we are not running a charity, but he does owe us so many spiritual stones. If you don't believe me, look at these contracts."

"First of all, the first contract is that when this Immortal Gourd Realm was formed more than fifty years ago, it absorbed the Dao rhyme of the origin of the sacred tree of my Dao Chijin Division, and owed 10,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones."

Lord Zi Ming frowned slightly after hearing this. This Great Dao Chi Jin Division was too dark.

He only absorbed a trace of Tao rhyme when the small world was created, but you still charged him 10,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind, and the country bumpkin from this small world caused Lord Zi Ming to suffer a great loss.

It's none of his business if the Great Dao kills him with its red golden color.

"This second contract was handled by my Great Dao Chijin Division, which meant that he joined the Baiyi Guild through the back door. The arrangements cost my Great Dao Chijin Division 8,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones."

Purple Nether Lord frowned and said, "These two contracts are only worth 18,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones, and you just said 27,000."

Saint Wuyuan continued, "It was indeed 27,000. Then, a few months ago, for some reason, this guy offended your Liekong Divine Mansion again. My Dao Chijin Division made arrangements and asked the Supreme Elder of Niyuan Tianhe to intercede for him. It cost us another 10,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones, but we haven't paid the contract yet. Sorry. Excluding the nearly 1,000 Yuanshi-level spirit stones he returned, he still owes us 27,000 Yuanshi-level top-grade spirit stones."

After hearing this, Purple Nether God immediately denied it and said, "No, you said you asked the Supreme Elder of Niyuan Tianhe to intercede for him? Then do you know the relationship between Niyuan Tianhe and my Liekong Divine Mansion? When will it be Niyuan Tianhe's turn to take care of the grudges of my Liekong Divine Mansion?"

"He is a great elder at the Mahayana level. There must be a deal or agreement between them. Do you want to object to this too?"

"If it was indeed the Lord of my Sky-Splitting Divine Palace who gave the order, I would naturally not dare to disobey, but I have not received any order from the Lord of the Sky-Splitting Divine Palace at all."

Saint Wuyuan was stunned and murmured, "Didn't you receive it? Then you can wait a little longer. Maybe you will receive it in a few days."

At this moment, the space fluctuated, and the shadow of a Taoist monk in the form of a combined body appeared in front of Lord Zi Ming.