Caiying asked, "Zhou, where are we going now?"

"there."

Zhou Shu pointed, still thinking about the problem.

All were unplanned accidents, but they had excellent results.

For Zhou Shu, who has always been steady and step-by-step, this is a great inspiration. In many cases, it does not necessarily require planning, but requires careful consideration. Changes in time may not be a good thing.

“It’s so lively downstairs!”

After flying for several hours, Caiying shouted, "Hey, we seem to have been here?"

Zhou Shu Ning looked at him and seemed to think, "I've been here."

"Many aliens are still very powerful."

Caiying turned around and blinked, "But... why did they fight by themselves? Then we don't have to worry about it?"

Zhou Shu looked at it for a while and said slowly, "Help the Blood Flower God Cult."

The island below is the location of the Blood Flower God Sect established by Saint Utan. Zhou Shu has been there once and also warned the Saint not to cause trouble.

I didn't care about it at first, but this matter was not only unplanned, but also an interracial struggle, which was just a pleasure to see it happen. However, at this time, Zhou Shu had the idea of ​​following the trend. Perhaps it was because of the changes brought to him by the previous accidents. Since an accident happened, it would continue to be unexpected.

"Then I will go down!"

Caiying nodded, turned into a stream of light, and rushed down.

A bright ray of light shone out in the air and landed straight onto the island.

The rays of light were shining everywhere, and the entire island was covered in a few breaths. There was a little blue light in the rays of light, and wherever it went, it would inevitably bring a scream.

"ah?"

“What’s the situation?”

"Has anyone come to help us? It seems that they are still monks?"

The Yinkui tribe on the island was surprised.

"This seems to be Zhou Shu's sword."

The Saint Utan in the hall looked slightly stagnant, and soon recognized Caiying's origin. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Why is he here and helping us Yinkui clan? Could it be..."

"The witch of the Yinkui clan, come to die!"

While thinking, the palace gate suddenly exploded and a tall alien strongman broke in.

His body was five feet tall, his head touched the top of the hall, his body was six arms long, his arms were covered with ancient patterns, and each hand held a different weapon, glaring at Saint Utan, his eyes were filled with fierce light.

Saint Utan stopped slightly and smiled, "It turns out that they are distinguished guests of the Hei Tian Clan. I didn't expect you to come to Xuanhuang Realm, so you are indifferent."

"Stop talking nonsense, can you come as a witch, can you come from the gods?"

The Black Sky Clan took a step forward, and the hall suddenly trembled, the pillars were crooked, and the rubble fell like rain.

"Why should it be so fierce?"

Saint Utan couldn't sit still and said lightly, "I don't seem to have messed with you Heitian Clan, why did you come to my Blood Flower God Cult to cause trouble?"

"Blood Flower God Sect, bah!"

The Hei Tian Clan shouted, "You are also worthy of the word "God" in your corner? If you deal with humans in peace, I don't care about you, but you just messed with those alien races that killed humans. This is messing with us!"

The Saint Utan's eyes gradually became colder, and she shook her head and smiled disdainfully, "Haha, your Hei Tian Clan calls themselves the gods, and always do what they do, but I respect you a little bit. Unexpectedly, when you arrive in Xuanhuang Realm, you become someone else's dog. If the Hei Tian Shen knew that his juniors had become like this, I wonder what expression would be? Haha, it's so funny."

"You're looking for death!"

The face of the Hei Tian Clan suddenly changed, and his body exploded. The six sharp weapons in his hand circled into a circle, completely surrounding the Saint dozens of feet around.

The golden light shines, the blades intertwined, and the saint was sandwiched in the middle, and seemed to have no way to escape.

"Although you have some skills, this saint doesn't take it seriously!"

Saint Yutan shouted, and a camouflage light suddenly appeared on his body, blooming like a flower, blocking the attacks of all kinds of weapons outside, and the overflowing light kept shooting towards the Black Sky Clan.

He actually used the power of Udumbara from the beginning.

But the Black Sky Clan is not a good person to meet him. With a sneer, his body suddenly turned black and annihilated the light.

Speaking of which, the Black Heaven Clan and the Dijiang Clan have similar status in the heavens and all realms. They were both known as gods. Although the Great Black Heaven Clan is not a god from the Xuanhuang Realm, it is also famous in the immortal cultivation world through the continuous spread of Zen sect, and is no worse than the Dijiang Tribe.

This time invasion of Xuanhuang Realm, the Dijiang tribe reached an agreement with the Lord in advance, which made the Heitian tribe one step too late and failed to become the messenger of greater power. This made the Heitian tribe very angry. It was a bit different from the Dijiang tribe. The Heitian tribe and they wanted to become the masters of the Xuanhuang Realm. Therefore, they took the initiative to accept the imprint and came to the Xuanhuang Realm. Nominally obeyed the Dijiang tribe, but they also had great autonomy.

This time, the attack on the Blood Flower God Cult is decided by the Black Sky Clan.

The two fought together, extremely fiercely, and the hall suffered a disaster and collapsed completely in a few seconds.

Saint Utan was heartbroken and his offensive became a little more fierce, but her strength was not as strong as the Black Sky Clan, and Utanbura could not exert her power. Moreover, she was worried about the fate of her tribe members and was worried, so she could only fight a stalemate at most.

After a while, the two were still fighting, and the saint gradually became tired.

"Attack him three inches, that's his weakness."

A voice came over, and the Saint Utan was slightly stunned and looked at him, but saw Zhou Shu standing not far away, with a calm expression. Around him were his own tribe members, most of whom were standing upright, and no one of the invading foreign races could see.

"You deserve to die!"

A huge black axe suddenly flew out of the hands of the Black Sky Clan and smashed towards Zhou Shu.

The speed was so fast that I couldn't even hear the sound of the wind. I had already arrived in front of Zhou Shu. The people around me looked stagnant and couldn't help but exclaim.

The giant axe was one inch away from Zhou Shu, but suddenly stopped.

A bright cloud fell on the axe. As the light dimmed, the axe broke into pieces inch by inch, turning into a pile of residue.

"snort!"

Caiying appeared from Zhou Shu with a look of contempt, "There is no need for Zhou to take action against you!"

The Hei Tian Clan's face darkened and he saw the current situation.

It is obvious that the alien army that came to attack the Blood Flower God Cult has been wiped out, leaving him alone, and almost no casualties in the Yinkui clan. The monk standing there is extremely strong and can see his weakness at a glance, as if he is stronger than himself.

Unconsciously, the mind becomes withdrawn.

Once the intention to retreat is born, the intention to fight will immediately decline. You must know that the Great Black God was also called the God of War at the time, and even the intention to fight is gone. How can we continue to fight?

The Saint of Utan will never miss the opportunity. The flowers of Utan are blooming in full bloom, and they are all in the most fragile places of the Black Sky Clan. The Black Sky Clan is clumsy and is about to lose.

"stop!"

He yelled, "Witch, do you know what you are doing!"
Chapter completed!