Take two quick steps.

When it comes to trotting.

Wu Rong saluted forward and said: "Master!"

Tu Shanjun stood up and held onto Wu Rong's arm, patting it lightly without saying anything.

As the main soul of the Zunhun Banner, he must be responsible for the life of the banner owner.

As a teacher, you have to be more responsible for your disciples.

All this goes without saying.

No rest required.

The giant ship sets sail.

The thousand-foot-long giant ship carrying all the heritage of the underworld roared from Luodu Sky Harbor.

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The Lord of Evil is prominently among them.

Dao Lord Mighty Neng who followed him also boarded the battleship.

The six princes can look into the distance.

Luo Shentong of Immortal Wind Dao Bone was very emotional.

"I'm convinced now, have you seen those people?" Wu Zhaohou clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Why can't I see you, Hehe Daojun?"

The dark and beautiful face was full of surprise: "All at once, eight people!"

"Such a force is no longer weaker than the Hades."

"In terms of Dao Lord alone, the underworld is not as good as the underworld. When it comes to great supernatural powers... unless the old Dao Lord takes a step further, it will not be enough." King Yaksha analyzed carefully.

"The underworld has mobilized all its resources to challenge his opponent..." Xi Fengxi was not dazzled by the power he saw.

Luo Shentong said: "The opponent is equally powerful and terrifying."

"The Lord of Jambu Dao was born in Buddhism and came from the Six Heavens of Jambu Realm. It is said that he attained Taoism through a divine fruit and was supported by the Demonic Abyss. His personal Taoism is nothing more than that. The power behind him is not small. I am afraid he has ancestor soldiers in his hands.

Body!"

"Ancestral Emperor Soldier?!"

Everyone was shocked.

The power of the Ultimate Divine Weapon is obvious to all. If it were an ancestral weapon, even Lord Sanhua Daodao might not be able to withstand a few moves.

And Feng Xi shouted: "Old man Luo, are you trying to shake the morale of the army?"

"This is what the master of the palace told me." Luo Shentong obviously said this after being instructed by Wu Rong.

He continued: "Don't worry, everyone, we are fighting against each other in this battle, coordinate the battle formation, and don't let others affect the old Taoist master. We can't get involved in the fight with Yan Fu."

The Dao Lords were obviously relieved.

…

Eastern Wasteland.

Tianyang Shenzong.

"The letter said it was about the same time, why haven't you arrived yet?"

"Be patient and don't be impatient."

"Is there something wrong on the road?"

"..."

Everyone said something to me.

Desperate to see through.

All the cultivation of great power is gone.

Daojun Xuanfeng sighed slightly. After all, the matter was too big and no one could sit still. Even he felt a little anxious.

"Coming, coming."

I don't know who shouted out.

There was a huge fluctuation in the distant sky barrier.

Space tears apart and becomes a curtain.

A giant beast made a huge silhouette in the sky.

"Coming!"

The elders of Tianyang Shenzong quickly greeted him.

shul.

On the deck of the giant ship.

Chongming Daodaojun led the Tianyang Shenzong to surrender.

Wu Rong glanced over.

He only saw one Dao Lord, there were only three Erhua Dao Lords, and the rest were all One Flowers, and their number was not too large.

Not to mention compared to the Nether Clan, even the lonely Taiyi Shengxian Sect is several times more powerful than the Tianyang Shen Sect.

That is to say, Senior Feng is an ancient emperor who lived in the ancient times, and he lives in the world under the Wutong Divine Tree. Otherwise, the strength of Tianyang Shenzong cannot be called the top.

Of course we can't take out Senior Feng.

An ancient emperor is the true heritage. Without the ancient emperor, there would be no Tianyang Divine Sect.

"Long wait!"

Wu Rong walked down from the throne surrounded by people.

The great masters of Tianyang Shenzong did not focus on Wu Rong.

They were looking at Lord Gao Da Dao who had been standing next to Wu Rong.

Red hair.

top corner.

Infernal Robe of Disguise.

Can't be wrong.

It is Tu Shanjun.

With just one glance, everyone fully realized how powerful this old Taoist master was.

No wonder Jinfeng Daojun described this person as unspeakably terrifying.

Taojun Yifeng cupped his hands and said, "I would like to ask you a question."

"Old Dao Lord is a divine weapon spirit. Why not choose a Dao Lord to take charge?"

"I definitely don't mean to look down on the Palace Master, but I feel that in such a big war, it is better to be more prudent. Even if the Palace Master is in the realm of Erhua, he can exert the power of the old Taoist Lord, he probably won't be able to fight for a long time."

Ling Fengxi took a step forward and asked in a deep voice: "What does Guizong mean?"

"Junior brother Yifeng has no other intentions."

"If there is a Dao Lord in charge, the chance of winning will indeed increase by 10% to 20%."

"..."

"This is a big matter of betting on fate, and you can't afford to be careless."

Wu Rong smiled as everyone asked questions.

He waved his hand to indicate that the monk behind him didn't need to say anything.

Then he said: "Everyone hopes that the battle will have more chances of winning, but there are always limitations."

"If I can't stand it, I will never be ignorant."

"After I die in battle, Lord Dao will take action and regain control of the divine weapon."

"You don't need to worry."

"In this battle, Yan Fu and I are risking our lives."
Chapter completed!