"How is it? It's not unfair to lose, right?" Owl Daojun asked with a smile.

Ang Ming was still stubborn, but in the end he had to admit that he lost.

Don't say that Wu Rong is just a flower that suppresses him. Could it be that he didn't cultivate his cultivation by himself?

He didn't even take a single move from the opponent without using his magic weapon. If he still refuses to accept this, then he is really not magnanimous or open-minded.

If you lose, you lose. There is nothing wrong with admitting it.

"This thunder calamity will be his help."

Lord Owl looked at the intertwining of the nine different-colored chaotic fairy thunders, and sighed: "The Fate Dao monks are really crazy."

"The teacher could have not given him that treasure."

Ang Ming touched his neck and seemed to be able to feel the sharpness of the one-horned sword: "That baby is not only the key to the cave, it is said to be able to command the mountains and rivers monsters. If you trade it for me... it's not worth it."

"value."

"A life is so precious, how can it be done without paying the price." Mr. Owl made a spell, opened a deep space door, and stepped into it first.

Ang Ming looked back.

There is reluctance and nostalgia.

Three thousand miles of Jiming Mountain is now being handed over to others.

…

After receiving the news, Zhu Yan Tongbing looked solemn.

Originally, he should have gone to Luodu Mountain early after receiving the invitation, but on the way he heard the roar of Jiming Mountain raising the flag of rebellion, so he decided to postpone the giant ship heading to Luodu Mountain and wait and see on the way.

The trip that was supposed to take two months was stretched out by him.

As a result, we are less than half way there now.

"Failed?!"

Zhu Yan's bronze soldier clutched the jade slip with an angry look on his face.

Ang Ming was defeated so quickly that he couldn't even wait and see.

"Angming mistook me!"

Zhu Yan's bronze soldiers were furious and crushed the jade slips to pieces in hatred.

He had already made a plan to join Luodu and stay under the "big tree" to seek benefits. Unexpectedly, he heard news of the rebellion just after setting off, but nothing was done about it for a full month.

I thought that Guan Minghou was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, had no real skills, and didn't know how to deal with these things.

However, it didn't take long. According to the spies from Jiming Mountain, Guanminghou cut off Nang Ming's head less than three-quarters of an hour after arriving, without even his soul escaping.

"Dad, what should we do now?"

Zhu Yanxuanmirage was immediately at a loss as he was the one who came up with this plan.

They all knew that there was an expert behind Ang Ming, and they had done nothing in the past few years. They thought Ang Ming had been instructed to do this, but they did not expect to see the mysterious background and Guan Minghou confronting him at all.

"Urge the giant ship to move forward quickly."

Zhu Yan Tongbing did not blame his son, he himself thought so at the time.

I thought I could provide help in times of need or reap the benefits, but I never thought of how powerful Guan Minghou was.

If you don't rush to Luodu Mountain to show your loyalty now, why don't you wait for Guan Minghou to liquidate them one by one?

"Here!"

Half a month.

Boom!

The behemoth is like a vast beast that crashed out of the wilderness, tearing through the clouds and pushing back the fog.

I thought it was a wild beast coming, but in fact, the Zhu Yan tribe monk standing on the deck opened his mouth wide in surprise, showing an unbelievable expression.

Because the giant ship carrying them, a five-hundred-foot-long boat, was like a giant wasp that was supposed to return to its nest compared with the sky harbor. It was small enough, and the monks like them were more like dust.

The black Tiangang is more like a dormant divine beast. Although it is so cold, it seems that the divinity can be seen.

Yes.

The leader of the Zhu Yan tribe, Zhu Yan Tongbing, saw divinity from this heavenly harbor.

It was an indescribable feeling.

"Ashore."

The command ship of Zhu Yan's Tongbing soldiers.

As the giant ship slowly extinguished its internal combustion furnace and docked, there were only scattered warriors doing the simplest work in the empty sky port.

Nian Jiqi, who had been waiting at the Palembang Yamen for a long time, took several officials to greet the monks at the port.

Zhu Yanxuanmirage's expression changed, and anger emerged.

The Zhu Yan clan is a large clan in Cijue Mountain, and the clan leader Zhu Yan Tongbing is no weaker than Aang Ming. The Luodu monk who greeted them turned out to be just a small transformed god.

This was simply a warning given to them by Luo Du.

"I, the judge of Hades, read the evil words."

Nian Jiqi raised his hands and saluted, then slowly straightened his waist.

"Hades looks down on us so much..." Zhu Yanxuanxuan was about to continue, but saw the patriarch's father raising his hand to signal.

Zhu Yan Tongbing walked forward with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I've long been used to it." Nian Jiqi replied with a smile.

You have received too many monks in the past month and a half.

Not to mention the monks who transformed themselves into gods, there were more than ten saints alone.

None of those giant ships with flags hanging high is the vehicle of a saint, but they have to bow their heads when they arrive at Luodu Mountain, not to mention that this is a must.

If he had arrived half a month ago, he would have been welcomed by military advisor Yu Shen.

"please."

"please."

"Dad, Marquis Guanming is bullying people too much!" Zhu Yanxuan said.

Zhu Yan Tongbing did not answer but said: "Look at those giant ships."

Zhu Yanxuan looked over.

The nearest one is a 500-foot giant ship, with the flag of the Velvet Eagle Group flying high. Isn't it the Yingzhao tribe? Looking at it again, there are the flags of the Blood Sea Shark tribe, the Mannia tribe, the Yuezhi tribe, the Guimo tribe, and the Tianwu tribe.

, Pima Clan, Xiangliu Clan...

They are all from the Moming clan, and there are saints in the clan.

Among them, Xiang Liu, Yuren, and Yingzhao are among the top sages, and even the Zhu Yan clan can only rank behind Yingzhao.

"But dad, doesn't Marquis Guanming need us? If I were him, I would definitely appease..."

"So you can't become him." Zhu Yan Tongbing took a deep look at his son: "You have been spoiled by me and think you can rely on conspiracy and tricks for everything. In fact, that is just because your father and I are the Great Sage.

It's enough to deter opponents from suppressing the clan, so I let you use it."

"father……"

"Call me patriarch!"

Zhu Yanxuanxuan's expression was shocked, he raised his hands and called: "Clan Chief."

"It's time for you to reflect on yourself."

Zhu Yan Tongbing, who was leading the four generals, snorted coldly and moved forward with a puff of sleeves.

What he didn't say was that he should also reflect on it.

We cannot use common sense to speculate on this crowned prince.

Waited for a few more days.

At night.

Zhu Yan Tongbing was led to Yuming Palace by his attendants, and his son was also brought with him. The four generals were arranged in the outer hall and would not participate in this banquet.

He had already seen the palace forging in Luodu Mountain, and even though he did not see the Tiangang shock for the first time, it was enough to leave a deep impression.

The purple-black long hall looks like a ferocious beast, and at the end is a huge relief with the inscription "Hell in Disguise", and all the paintings are scenes of hell.

Only the throne is still empty.

Looking inside the hall, the 100-foot-long hall is lined with many seats from beginning to end.

"Clan Chief Zhu Yan."

Zhu Yan Tongbing, who heard Yu Shen's call, came to his senses and followed Yu Shen to his seat.
To be continued...