, the Taoist dharma image, whose aura was extremely close, was chopped into pieces.

As for Qi Xianxia, ​​his attention was more focused on the red light that no one could stop across the sky. He was stroking the hilt of the sword at his waist, seeming a little eager to try it.

As for the more Jianghu people who came to help support the show, they were already frightened.

For example, Xuanyuan Dapan, the Lord of Huishan, is only one step behind the great and small Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain.

He was first shocked by Zhao Xuansu's method of easily inviting several immortals to appear, and fully realized how ridiculous it was that his family could be called the same as Longhu Mountain in Jianzhou. In his eyes, these are all Longhu Mountains.

Made by head coach Zhao Danxia.

Immediately afterwards, he was stunned by the sight of the Immortal Dharma Prime Minister shattering into pieces like rain.

That wisp of red light that rolled across the sky brought him the deepest fear.

Because in his perception, the momentum of the Dharma being being slaughtered in the world at this moment seems to be no weaker than his own. But now they are in the sky, obviously still majestic and full of Taoism, but they can only give

People bring a kind of sadness with no way to escape.

Just for a moment, Xuanyuan Dapan was filled with fear and wanted to slap himself twice.

You said how refreshing it is for you to huddle up on the snowy plains of Huishan and play with your granddaughter-in-law when you have nothing to do?

Why do you have to come here and wade through this muddy water?!

Isn’t it just a loss of a gifted grandson?

So what does that mean?

Is it okay if I forgive him?

Xuanyuan Dapan, who was about to cry without tears, could only pray that Longhushan had a stronger trump card and could turn things around, otherwise...

The guy who calls himself the Demon Lord probably doesn't look as generous as himself...

But now, the one who is more desperate than Xuanyuan Dashan is Zhao Xuansu who is facing the sharp red light!

To be honest, he was able to invite so many immortal Dharma images, thanks to the preparations made by Longhu Mountain in advance. There was no shortage of incense burning, fasting, and altar offerings. But with his ability, summoning nine deities was already the limit.

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After all, he is just a Taoist saint in the realm of land gods, and he does not have any awesome blessings from his past life, unlike those second-generation players.

Who would have thought that, after setting up such a huge battle, they not only failed to defeat the opponent, but were actually forced into desperation?

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No matter how powerful the Taoist immortals are, they can't be like this, right?

You poke and pop the balloons?

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer Dharma images available around him, even Zhao Xuansu, who has lived for almost three decades, cannot help but feel despair.

In this situation, what else could he do?

We can only...take the first step.

Don't forget, he is traveling in spirit, he can just run away if he can't be beaten. Do you want to lose him here with the disciple below?

Just do it if you think of it.

In an instant, a giant leapt out from Zhao Danxia's head, spanning hundreds of feet in an instant, and rushed towards the east.

Of course, he did not completely run away on his own, but used his soul to send a message to all the Celestial Masters in Longhu Mountain:

"Walk!"

Zhao Danxia definitely couldn't leave, but those who stayed a little further away to watch the battle were too far away. Even if Chi Yao rushed out to chase them in person, it would be impossible for them all to be left behind. Let's go as far as we can!

Moreover, he only conveyed the voice from his soul instead of shouting it loudly. On the one hand, he was saving the last bit of face for himself, and on the other hand, he might have wanted to let other people gathered here help block the knife.

The three heavenly masters on the ground, one large, two small, were startled when they heard this. As the core senior management of Longhu Mountain, they could naturally hear Zhao Xuansu's voice.

Now that he says this, is he ready to... give up being the leader?

Although they had always had an ominous premonition while watching the battle, especially after the immortal magic collapsed one after another. But when the instruction to escape actually came from the ancestor's mouth, the three of them still couldn't help but feel that it was extremely unreal.

They were the leaders of Taoism in Longhu Mountain for five hundred years! They were the invisible leaders of the entire world. They prepared such a carefully planned battle, but they were defeated so easily?

What about allies?

Where is King Guangling?

Where are the hundreds of thousands of troops under his command?
Chapter completed!