Yuxuan Pavilion.

The pavilion more than ten feet tall has long been turned into ruins.

There are still more than a hundred chariots surrounding the ruins, and layers of restrictions are blessed, laying into a seemingly solid but simple defensive formation.

And this shabby ruins and simple formation are the only place to stand in the original world. Otherwise, the thousands of surviving people would have nowhere to go.

"Oh, my chariot is ruined!"

At the height of the ruins, a group of monks guarded the original world. The original world suffered heavy casualties and insufficient defense personnel. Long Que, Fu Daozi, Qi Huan, Qiang Yi and others also participated in the defense.

However, the once lightning chariot can now be used as a barrier to the formation and its final use, making its former owner feel very regretful.

The husband Daozi smiled and persuaded, "Brother Long, don't care about anything outside!"

"The treasure has a spirit, so I will never give it up!"

Long Que looked helpless, but then turned his eyes and asked, "Brother, do you know about the sutra cave in the Jade Temple?"

"The Venerable's Cave?"

"Uh-huh……"

"Yu Zhenren mentioned it."

"It is said that there are countless treasures hidden in it!"

"Brother Long, are you thinking about the treasures of the Sutra Cave?"

Before the words of Daozi were finished, he was interrupted by Long Que hurriedly.

"Oh, don't mention that the whereabouts of Yu Zhenren are unknown, even the Venerable has not appeared for a long time. Now that we are trapped here, the good or bad luck is uncertain. How dare we have any inappropriate thoughts!"

Qi Huan responded—

"Fortunately, Mr. Wu is here, and the gods did not dare to act rashly!"

Zhongquan, Zhang Yuanzi, Qiang Yi, Lu Zhongni, Wu Liangzi nodded and agreed—

"It is said that Mr. Wu defeated the three elders and shocked the millions of people in the nine counties."

"Now it seems that the Gods' pursuit of peace is somewhat sincere!"

"Well, it's been ten days, and there is no abnormal movement in the gods."

"And the Jade God Venerable never showed up. It is definitely not a long-term solution for you and me to stay here!"

"I don't know what Mr. Wu has plans..."

Everyone said this, and couldn't help but look back and watch.

On the hillside more than ten miles away, a gentleman sat alone until now, but was shrouded by the restrictions and could not see what he was doing. However, as long as others were here, they were like a ballast, which prevented the original family from overturning, and also made monks of various families have more fighting spirit to survive and expect to get out of the desperate situation.

"He is busy practicing!"

"How do you know about Brother Long?"

"Hmph, I haven't seen him for only more than ten days, and Long can no longer see through his cultivation. This can be imagined."

"Have he cultivated to the perfect state of the immortals?"

"But it may not be able to defeat the three elders, huh..."

Long Que and his husband Daozi were still talking about the cultivation level of a certain gentleman, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Qi Huan, Qiang Yi and others also noticed it and looked up at them at the same time.

I saw a few bright lights flashing above the sky, like a meteor falling, but it dragged a long flame. But in a blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened, but the bright sky light was even more dazzling.

And at this moment, I suddenly heard the dragon queer speak again—

"Everyone, big things are not good..."

Everyone hurriedly looked in the sound.

The spiritual sense can be seen, and groups of people appeared thousands of miles away, with more than 100,000 people heading straight to this side.

In an instant, the shouts started again-

"The gods are coming!"

The masters from the original world were shouting loudly, while the disciples of each family were in a mess.

Long Que, Fu Daozi and others were even more surprised.

"The gods go back on their word..."

"Stop the war and stop the war, nothing more than fraud..."

"And how you and I can't resist..."

"Brother Long, husband, report to Mr. Wu quickly..."

Long Que was still surprised. Suddenly, he heard Qi Huan's reminder. He suddenly realized and flew into the air with his husband Daozi. However, he saw several other people flying out of Yuxuan Pavilion and shouting urgently.

"Brother Wujiu..."

"Yu Jiezi led the crowd to attack..."

"Oh, Lao Wan hasn't rested for two days, and he hasn't stopped..."

The situation suddenly changed and the gods made a comeback. Everyone thought of not being alert, but a gentleman. Or after countless painful lessons, the families had already reached a consensus that only he could defeat powerful enemies, resolve the crisis, and turn the tide.

And at this moment, he seemed indifferent.

On the hillside more than ten miles away, there was a restriction covering it, and Wujiu still sat cross-legged.

His expression was tired. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. His deep eyes were quietly looking at his suffocated palm.

A light floated above his palm, which was only about a foot long, but was flashing, seemingly vague, and exuding an inexplicable power. It was obviously the birth of the divine weapon and the murderous intent was invisible.

The Nine Star Divine Sword, named after the Nine Stars, is cast with essence, blood and five elements crystal stones, and has the ability to move the world and the changes of stars.

Now that ten days of hard work have been spent, the ninth magic sword has been created with the remaining set of Five Elements Stones. The sword technique says: The hidden Yinyuan clashes with the Beidou, and the nine stars have opened up the eight wildernesses for thousands of years.

Well, this is the Nine Star Divine Sword: Hidden Yuan Sword...

"Brother Wujiu--"

With the shouts, a group of figures fell on the hillside.

The sword light in Wujiu's palm disappeared, he swung his sleeves, removed the ban, and stood up.

Park Caizi, Mu Tianyuan, Wanshengzi, and Long Que, and Hu Daozi hurriedly approached and said anxiously—

"Brother, the gods come from bad luck!"

"The gods took advantage of the opportunity to seek peace just to accumulate energy..."

"Oh, as expected, you were cheated by someone again..."

"One hundred thousand masters have arrived thousands of miles away..."

"Please make a decision by Mr. Wu..."

Wujiu frowned slightly and looked into the distance.

As said, groups of figures rushed over from thousands of miles away. The murderous formation was daunting. And there were only a few thousand people left in the original world, how could they resist the strong attack of hundreds of thousands of people?

However, he did not believe in the so-called stopping the war at all. Therefore, he made every effort to forge the divine sword, but fortunately the ten days he delayed were not in vain.

"Brother, you may either face the enemy or avoid the war, and you may not hesitate..."

"I can no longer fight in the original world, and I can't afford to suffer casualties..."

Wujiu raised his hand to interrupt Park Caizi and Mu Tianyuan and ordered: "Brother Long, brother, help the two heads of the family stay on the spot. Lao Wan, you..."

Wan Shengzi couldn't help but complain, "Why is it Lao Wan again..."

No need to think too much, someone cannot do without his help from Lao Wan, just to launch a blocking battle first and delay the offensive of the gods. He is no longer familiar with this, but he is also well aware of the dangers.

Unexpectedly, Wujiu curled his lips and continued, "Mr. I am enough, Lao Wan, please stay here."

"ah……"

The Halloween Son was unexpected and hurriedly said, "I can't hold on..."

Before he finished speaking, there were a group of people on the hillside, which were Bing Ling'er and seven demon disciples. Bing Ling'er sat down on the spot and breathed directly; Gao Qian and other demon disciples looked around and were at a loss.

The sage son was slightly stunned and shouted, "Oh, how could you do it?"

Leave my disciples alone…”

"Old Wan, if you can't guard Yuxuan Pavilion, let your disciples and Ling'er be buried with you!"

Wujiu's words turned cold and his expression was cold. He then swung his sleeves and turned around and got up in the air.

I met a group of old men, Gui Chi and his ghost disciples.

"Wujiu..."

"Old Wu, follow me to fight!"

"Abide by the order!"
To be continued...