And in the battlefield below.

There are also two more masters who make the barbarians tremble.

A man took the blame, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and kept moving among the barbarians. Although the method of chopping people was a bit unfamiliar, the knife was too sharp. The barbarians' proud strong body was in this god who had been given to him by the Great Dao.

In front of things, it is no different from paper.

Yu Miao's move.

But it's a completely different way.

The barbarians could not get close to her at all, and then they fell down strangely. Apart from the red dots on their foreheads, there was no scar on their bodies.

far away.

Wang Yong and Zhou Ye followed secretly and protected them carefully.

"The Holy Son's sword technique is unparalleled!"

"The young master is acupuncture method!"

The two couldn't help but praise.

Inadvertently.

The two looked at each other and cursed in their hearts.

Pooh!

With a shitty sword technique, how come your Holy Son is like a chef?

The bad needle method, your young master, turned out to be a tailor?

...

In the void.

Looking at the eight additional holy masters who came out in an instant, the Lord of Tiansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Here comes!

Finally here!

After all, it was his apprentice, and he didn't kill himself!

previously.

He weighed the pros and cons.

In the end, I followed.

All are here.

If you don’t even dare to take action, you won’t be able to make favors, and you won’t even have a place to put your old face.

only.

Facing the four holy barbarians.

Although his cultivation is much stronger than the Holy Lord of Wanhua, he can only deal with one. The King of War has not healed, and although he will not lose the battle with three, he can only barely support him.

The arrival of reinforcements from three families.

It's like a timely help.

The situation is now reversed.

The four barbarians who need to worry about at this moment are the ones.

"The King of War isn't it?"

The head of the Fu family was familiar with each other, but he was the first to say hello.

"In Xiazhongzhou Fu Youde, my son Fu Yulin, the king of heaven in the town, is just a few bells, not worth mentioning."

Hearing words.

The people from Luoheng Holy Land and the Xiji Holy Demon Sect glanced at him secretly.

rumor.

The Fu family in Zhongzhou has produced a top-notch head.

See you today.

It's true!

Not only them, but even the elder of the Fu family who followed him was so embarrassed that his face turned red.

"My fellow Taoists."

The King of War smiled bitterly.

"Today's helping each other is unforgettable. It's just that this battle is dangerous. If something goes wrong later, I'll leave on my own."

Dangerous?

Everyone was stunned.

Holy realm, ten to two.

The realm of feathering, four to one.

No matter how you look at it, it is a sure win situation, where does the danger come from?

...

Temple of War.

Thousands of miles away.

Sensing the visitor, Yun Ao slowly put away the green flames.

immediately.

Three figures fell silently.

A clear light on his body and a expressionless face, but it was the Lord Luoheng.

A demon was powerful and arrogant, but it was Yan Qianjue.

One body has a decay, but its momentum is not inferior to the other two, but it is the ancestor of the Fu family and Fu Dahai.

"Three."

The purple meaning in Yan Emperor's eyes was slightly restrained.

"Thank you."

"I took action, it has nothing to do with fellow Taoists."

"Yes, my daughter asked me to come!"

"The little guy is very close friends with Yulin, and my Fu family will not sit idly by."

The three of them spoke one after another.

They knew the identities of Yuntian and Yun Ao, but they were not interested in understanding the grudges between them, and they had no intention of getting involved. They had reached their level of cultivation, comprehending the great way and entering a higher level.

The thing that is most interesting.

In fact.

They took action twice, both for Gu Han.

Yan Emperor naturally understood.

But he still recognized this favor.

"Be careful later!"

The purple feeling rose in his eyes again, and he gave another advice.

"careful?"

Yan Qianjue raised his eyebrows.

"You are also a descendant of the Zulong, and you are also very strong, but you are a little more courageous... Forget it, let me try his skills first!"

boom!

The words fell.

The magic power of his body continued to rise, and the sky light suddenly dimmed. A dark magic cloud that was about a wide distance appeared on the heads of several people, and bursts of roaring sounds kept coming from the clouds!

Next moment!

Dozens of demon shadows instantly fell from the demon cloud, with a ferocious expression and a faint bloodthirsty and violent feeling on his body, falling towards Yun Ao!

"Oh!"

Yun Ao chuckled.

"I heard that fellow Taoist fighters have been fighting against Tianlong Temple in the Western Desert for many years. This ability is really good, but... it's still not enough!"
To be continued...