Behind him are the red true fire of Danhuo Zhenren, the three golden cones thrown by the White Rainbow Immortal, and then several warships, as well as dozens of gods who came with their guns.

Suddenly, they felt a trance.

Then everything calmed down.

The two true lords didn't know where they went, and the red true fire, which looked like a sharp sword, was completely gone. Three golden cones, several warships and dozens of gods also disappeared completely.

They seem to have never been there.

Lin Jue stood there, standing with his own fox.

Suddenly, I noticed it and turned around and saw a golden light escaping along the ground in the distance.

Before the people arrived, the voice arrived first.

"I remember that you have met and have a great reputation and virtue. I am here to fight you, and I will send you a letter in advance to inform me. Have you made enough preparations?"

The golden light suddenly jumped out of the ground.

The God of Floating Pool was wearing black and gold scales inside, a gray-white burqa on the outside, carrying a black and gold halberd and an ancient sword hanging on his waist, which had appeared beside Lin Jue.

"God, don't be fine." Lin Jue bowed to him first, and then said, "I have been doing this preparation for more than a hundred years."

The words seemed to be full of sighs.

"Master has invited me, I have to follow you. It's useless to talk about gossip. What do you think?"

"reasonable."

"That's not my fault."

"The God is a talkative person."

"snort……"

The God of Fuchi snorted coldly and his figure disappeared immediately.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Lin Jue, and even the sharp edge of the halberd blade in his hand was just in front of him.

But the next moment, both of them disappeared.

There is only a dense forest left here, a fox and a small flower on the ground.

Lin Jue's voice floated out: "Fuyao, go to Yishan to help the junior sister, senior brother, mountain god and the others."

The fox jumped forward without hesitation and entered the Yishan Mountain.

There was only a small wild flower left in place.

When I looked closely, it was a very ordinary small flower, a few leaves and thin stems. It held a small flower the size of a copper coin. The petals were lilac, with a total of twelve pieces. There were yellow stamens in the middle. There were dozens of extremely small figures standing in the middle. They were obviously extremely small, but there was also a "extremely large" in the middle, probably the size of a millet. As for the others, they were even smaller as dust.

Several warships also fell into the stamens.

The twelve petals that were raising forward looked like walls surrounding the world. The two gods and many gods turned around inside, not knowing where to go, not knowing what spell this is, and not knowing how to get out.
Chapter completed!