The Immortal Eye could easily see through the formation, but he did not do so.

Instead, he waved the Soul Reverend Banner and withdrew the killing array of the ghost kings from all directions.

The moment the formation disappeared, this body had only the last trace of mana left.

Sitting cross-legged on the general worship platform, relying on Zhang Xuhun's banner.

The red-haired ghost king lowered his head.

The vision in my body faded away.

Showing a handsome face.

The long dark gold hair is spread over the shoulders like a waterfall, and the eyelids on the handsome face are drooped, covering the pair of dark gold tiger eyes. The tiger eyes are dim and lifeless, and the body is lifeless.

Sure enough, as the Yu family said, Meng Zhi suffered backlash and was on the verge of death after the great catastrophe began, and could only support the Soul Banner until he became a holy weapon.

Since the Yu family decided to cover up Meng Zhi's behavior, future history books will definitely write about it this way.

…

Yu Renzheng doesn't care what the history books say.

He had already made preparations the moment he saw the catastrophe dissipated.

The five-fire divine light golden wheel boat was activated immediately, and the boat shuttled like a sharp sword. As a Taoist disciple of the Yu Clan, he was the best at escape techniques. As long as those great saints did not take action, even ordinary saints could not be faster than him.

The confrontation with the Great Tribulation just now was such a magnificent sight, he had long been greedy for treasures.

If he were in charge of the Sovereign Soul Banner and relied on the weapon spirit holy weapon, he would definitely be able to defeat the heroes and become the number one person on the Taoist Ranking.

"The treasure is mine!"

halfway.

Yu Renzheng left the boat directly and performed an escape technique that was arrogant to all the heroes.

"not good!"

The expressions of the many great sages who were watching from the cloud changed drastically.

Everyone has witnessed the sacred power of the Zunhun Banner. Even the great sages like them are vaguely wanting to take action. Due to the agreement between the ancestor and the Yu family, they dare not act rashly and can only sit back and watch the juniors take action.

It would be fine if Taoist disciples from other families obtained it. How could the foreign tribes in the North obtain this treasure?

Several of the great saints will soon be defeated.

"Fellow Taoists, do you still remember the agreement you made with the Yu family?"

"Be patient and don't be impatient."

"But, if it is obtained by a foreign race..."

"Everyone has a little more confidence in their own way."

"..."

"How brave!" Yang Xingtian shouted angrily.

Nine suns are in the sky, and the sun is rotating.

A drop of God's palm inspired him fiercely.

The infinite flames turned into nine fire dragons and roared, blocking Yu Renzheng's path, faintly forcing Yu Renzheng out of the void light, and the fire dragons trapped Yu Renzheng.

Yu Renzheng was furious: "Looking for death."

Cursing secretly with hatred.

But he couldn't turn around and fight Yang Xingtian because the ancient white dragon chariot had already passed by him.

"Feather shuttle escapes to the sky!"

Boom.

The ancient white dragon chariot fell down.

A handsome young man with flowing white hair walked through the air.

Yu Lingguan said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, do you want to stop me?"

"No."

"It was you who blocked my way."

Yan Fadu drove the chariot, then frowned and said, "Why is fellow Taoist still carrying an oil bottle?"

He was seeing the woman hiding next to Jade Spirit Officer. Although the woman was also a god and had an extraordinary Taoist body, at a glance, her background was not deep enough.

Yu Lingguan said coldly: "Fellow Taoist is too lenient!"

"You go there first."

Yu Lingguan pointed to the road aside.

"Brother."

Yu Linglong said nervously.

"Go ahead."

"..."

"Get out of the way!"

A strong man grabbed the figure in front of him and threw him out, striding towards the general worship platform.

"you……!"

The monk who was thrown out was about to curse, but after seeing the opponent clearly, he immediately stopped and shouted: "Baili Buhuo, you are so fucking bullying!"

Suddenly the clouds moved.

Whether it was ancient chariots, giant ships, or even rare animals, magical weapons, and magic weapons, they all bloomed with wonderful light in the sky, dyeing the originally clear and clear sky into strange colors.

These bursts of divine light could not tolerate the approach of low-level monks.

"Junior brother also wants to fight for it?"

Xun Yixiang looked at Chu Kuang and said.

"Fight!"

Chu Kuang nodded.

"That's fine."

Xun Yixiang nodded and picked up Chu Kuang.

A little black ink spread out in his hand, and as a brush fell, he drew a road.

He just led Chu Kuang onto the drawn road. Suddenly, the road seemed ethereal and the two figures disappeared at the end of the road.

…

Looking at the soul flag not far away and the figure in front of the soul flag, Chu Kuang said in surprise: "Senior brother, what are you doing?"

Xun Yixiang smiled and said: "Of course we have to make preparations in advance."

Chu Kuang raised his hands: "Fellow Taoist!"
Chapter completed!