"How many people have come?"

"It's really here!"

"What a courage, this time they will never come back!"

"It's finally here!"

“…”

Within the light cover, the disciples of Wanbao Tower rushed out of the cave, and elite disciples rushed to the center of the formation and the mountain gates to the fortifications. More disciples quickly gathered at the peak of the mountain as the center, and formed battle formations with their peaks as the center.

Some people are nervous, some are afraid, some are excited... After waiting for three years, it finally comes. If you can win today's battle, you won't have to worry anymore in the future.

The knowledgeable people among the middle and high-level disciples were worried and scolding. Yaoguang was too despicable. After waiting for three years, the disciples were exhausted. Many celestial immortals and Yuanxian disciples had left the mountain, and even the Golden Immortal Elder had gone out many. The combat power at this moment was much weaker than when the entire sect was preparing for the war two years ago.

But the Golden Immortal Elders who knew the highest secret of the sect were secretly happy. Yaoguang’s cultivators delayed this well. If it were half a year in the morning, Wanbaolou would probably not be able to escape the disaster, but now, huh, wait to be slaughtered!

With this confidence, the Golden Immortal Elders walked out of the cave calmly. They should have gathered together or peaks to set up a large formation to meet the enemy, but now they have no intention of this battle. There will be no danger in this battle. Perhaps there is no need for ordinary disciples to take action at all, and even the Golden Immortal Elders may not have many opportunities to use their mobile phones.

Several Golden Immortal Elders lazily gave orders while heading towards the top of the peak, wanting to grab a good position and prepare to watch a good show.

In addition to the thick light shield formed by the mountain protection array, the sixteen warships suddenly split into two when approaching the light curtain. Eight of the warships actually swung past the light shield slowly and headed towards the east side of the Divine Volcano Mountain Range, while the other eight warships stopped on the west side of the light shield.

"Dividing troops in two groups? Could it be that two powerful Da Luo men came to the other party? Who would it be? Xianjian Palace? Wuya Hai Dragon Clan?"

"So arrogant!"

"Damn it, is this to surround me and prevent me from escaping?"

"What does this mean? Could it be that the elder Yaoguang Golden Immortal came out in full bloom?"

The light cover is transparent, and the warships? Each ship is a hundred feet long. The disciples of Wanbaolou looked up at the sky one by one. They saw clearly and found that the other party divided the troops, they couldn't help but speculate and discuss.

There were originally fourteen Golden Immortal Elders in Wanbao Tower, and four of them went to Yaoguang with Yu Yuan that day. As a result, these four people died. Now? Seven of the ten living Golden Immortal Elders are at the mountain gate? Three are going out to work? It is said that there are less than twenty Golden Immortal Elders in Yaoguang Star Domain? At this moment, the other party divided the troops into two groups. If they want to suppress Wanbao Tower? In these two armies, there must be at least eight Golden Immortals to suppress the formation. If the number of Golden Immortal Cultivators is the death of the division.

Now the entire Great Immortal World is legendary, the Red Blood Essence of the Ancestor Yaoguang is good at fighting the formation? If this rumor is true, the division of troops at this moment? The other party must have come prepared.

The pressure on the Yaoguang disciples increased sharply, and those who were worried and frightened quickly rose.

It’s a pity that these warships are completely closed? The cultivators cannot see how many cultivators there are on the warships, nor can they see how many golden immortals and celestial immortals there are among the two men.

"Look, look, ready to start!"

"Damn it, can you tell me that all the elites of the Immortal Sword Palace are coming out?"

With the attention of the disciples of Wanbao Tower, flying swords flew out of the eight battleships on the east side of the warship. In just a blink of an eye, there were tens of thousands of flying swords circling and dancing in the air, clustered in clusters, and each flying sword was flashing with a series of lights. Looking closely, these flying swords were all flying swords above the eighth level, which also shows that the lowest level cultivators in this team are also Yuanxian Realm. Judging from the number of these flying swords, there are at least hundreds of cultivators among the eight battleships.

Does Yaoguang have thousands or even thousands of cultivators above Yuanxian Realm? Isn’t this strength several times stronger than Wanbao Tower?

At this moment, many of the disciples of Wanbao Tower were eager for the team on the east side to be composed of disciples of the Immortal Sword Palace. After all, there was no grudge between the Immortal Sword Palace and Wanbao Tower. If the team on the east side was composed of disciples of Yaoguang, then today would be bad.

"Thirteen Golden Immortals?"

On the highest peak on the east side of the Shenhuo Mountain Range, an old man with a crane-haired and young face murmured, with a serious expression, and his original confidence and confidence suddenly disappeared.

This old man Guo Ran was the master of Dangyang Peak, the head of the ten golden immortal elders of Wanbao Tower. He was at the nine-turn realm of the Golden Immortal. With the magic eye, he quickly captured the tenth-level flying sword from a group of flying swords. There were thirteen groups of tenth-level flying swords. Doesn’t this mean that there are at least thirteen golden immortal cultivators on the other side.

This team alone suppressed the entire Wanbaolou. If the two teams are of equal strength and the other two Daluo comes, can you still win this battle?

Turning his head and looking towards the west side, there were also flashing lights above the team on the west side, and magic weapons were also hovering in the air. Compared with the flying swords of the team on the east side, the magic weapons sacrificed by the cultivators on the west side were much more diverse, including swords, guns, swords, axes, hammers, maces, seals, shields, and various magic weapons flying in the air. Among these magic weapons, the number of tenth-level magic weapons was as many as dozens.

Guo Ran's face turned green. How many golden immortals did the other party come to? Is this a fart?

A scream sounded at this moment, and Guo Ran's eyes couldn't help but turn to the west sky.

A golden body magic image suddenly appeared above the team on the west side. The huge golden body magic image was surrounded by colorful spiritual lights. Behind him, a series of spiritual lights soared into the sky, and they all rushed towards this magic image. The light burst out from the body of this magic image, and the face became clearer and clearer. This face was familiar to Guo Ran, who looked exactly like Bi Shengtian.

Bi Shengtian, the giant who was so big that he was holding a slashing sword that was ten thousand feet long in his hand, looked down at the light shield below, and a grim smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, Bi Shengtian raised his hand and slashed at the light shield under him.

There was a loud roar, and the light shield shook violently and then shattered instantly. A series of spiritual lights flew, and violent spiritual power swept away like a raging wave.

In an instant, the seventy-two main peaks of the Divine Volcano Mountain Range and thousands of large and small peaks around them shook together, like an earthquake. One after another, one immortal palace and one cave, the light of inspiration was shining, the bells were ringing and the exclamations were shining.

Many Wanbaolou disciples were actually rolled up by the huge force falling from the sky, and their figures were thrown away.

"The power of Daluo!"

Guo Ran's heartbeat instantly faster, his face looked ugly, and his mouth was bitter. This mountain protection formation was set up by him personally led his disciples. He knew best how strong the defense of this light shield was. It was hard for ordinary Daluo monks to break it in one blow. If Yu Yuan takes action, it will take at least a dozen strikes, and it will be more than ten strikes without anyone disturbing him. But at this moment, the golden body of the Dharma image sacrificed by Bi Shengtian actually broke the light shield with one knife. Doesn't this mean that Bi Shengtian's magical power is far better than Yu Yuan.

If even Bi Shengtian entered the Daluo realm, Yaoguang would probably have more than two Daluo today.

"Fellow Taoist Master Qizun, please come out and see me!"

A man's voice sounded like a bell and heard from the sky, reaching the ears of the disciples of Wanbaolou, and it was like thunder, which made the eardrums of the disciples of Wanbaolou buzz.

As the defensive light shield shattered, murderous intent rushed towards the face from both sides. The powerful spiritual pressure from Bi Shengtian's golden body magic body also swept towards the waves below like waves.

When the spirit pressure passed by, a disciple of Wanbaolou felt that even his breathing was not smooth. The disciples below the Yuanxian Realm were all imprisoned by the pressure, and they stood there like clay sculptures and could not move.

"It's over, it's over!"

"It's over, I'm going to die!"

This thought arose in the minds of countless practitioners. This pressure is too strong, making the cultivators despair.

Countless cultivators instinctively turned their eyes to the two fleets in the air, looking at the flying swords and magic weapons flying all over the sky. Next, should these flying swords and magic weapons be thrown over?

As a result, whether it was the flying sword on the east side or the magic weapon on the west side, it was just hovering and dancing in the air, but it was not hit.

Bi Shengtian's golden body stood proudly in the void, holding a long sword in his hand, and his eyes were brightly staring at the highest peak of this mountain range, the head of the seventy-two main peaks.

On the top of the Divine Fire Peak, in front of a magnificent hall, a group of monks stood in front of it.

This Divine Fire Peak is the location of the cave of the Taishang Ancestor of Wanbaolou, and this mountaintop hall is the main hall where the Qizun usually calls for the elders to discuss matters.

For the past three years, it is said that the Qizun has been guarding the mountain gate.

"Is Fellow Daoist Bi here to destroy my Wanbao Tower?"

An old voice sounded from the top of the mountain. The sound was neither fast nor slow nor very loud, but it overshadowed all the noise and sounded in the ears of the cultivators.

Hearing this voice, the nervousness of the disciples of Wanbaolou instantly eased a little, and many people became even more excited in an instant.

This sound is familiar to everyone, and it is the sound of the Taishang Ancestor's Artifact.

The Guardian is not his real name. "Guardian" is just his name. This name is not his own, but the respect given by the immortals in the great immortal world. It means that he is the number one person in the great immortal world in the way of refining weapons. After more than ten thousand years of calling this, the Guardian's real name has been forgotten.

The magical powers of the Qizun are naturally not ranked first in this great immortal world. It is said that they cannot even reach the top ten rows, but no one knows which magical powers can rank in. Over the past ten thousand years, many people have been attracted by Wanbaolou and have made bad ideas, but none of them have succeeded. It is said that many people have fought with the Qizun, fighting, and living, but not.

Because of this, although the disciples of Wanbaolou have been living in fear of the Yaoguang Sky Eagle Guard coming to the door, there are not many disciples who escaped.

With the ancestor of the weapon, the Yaoguang Sky Eagle Guard cannot destroy Wanbao Tower no matter how fierce it is.

With this question, many Wanbaolou disciples all turned their attention to the battleship group on the west side and the golden body of Bi Shengtian who stood proudly in the clouds.

"Whether to destroy Wanbao Tower is the right to decide whether to destroy Wanbao Tower is not with me Yaoguang, but with fellow Qizun Daoist. If fellow Qizun Daoist is willing to lead all fellow Wanbao Tower to surrender to my Yaoguang, then we will be a family in the future. In the future, I will call fellow Qizun Daoist "Elder" and Senior Brother; If fellow Qizun Daoist wants to lead all fellow Wanbao Tower to fight with me Yaoguang to death, then today, everyone will fight to the end. Whoever dies and lives, just look at the knife in his hand!

Of course, there is a third way to go. Fellow Taoist Qizun can stand up and fight against the Red Blood Elder. If Fellow Taoist Qizun wins, my Yaoguang will withdraw my troops today. The past grudge will be eliminated. I, Yaoguang, will not come to Wanbaolou again. In the future, everyone will live in peace. If Fellow Taoist Qizun loses, then Fellow Taoist Qizun can only lead all the fellow Taoist Wanbaolou to surrender to my Yaoguang. In the future, we will be the same sect and the past grudge will naturally be eliminated.

The decision of how to choose these three paths is in the hands of fellow Taoist Qizun.

Fellow Taoist has five minutes to consider. If Fellow Taoist still cannot make a decision after five minutes, then today there will be only a bloody battle!"

The golden body and lips twitched, and the sound was like a bell.

Many disciples in Wanbao Tower were stunned and stared at this Dharma image in a daze, with doubts in their hearts. Could it be that Bi Shengtian's original body was hidden between the abdomen of this Dharma image?

More disciples quickly turned their heads, looked at the Divine Fire Peak, the Golden Palace on the top of the mountain, and captured the figure of the weapon master.

There were many figures on the top of the mountain, but suddenly there was silence and silence.

In front of the hall, in front of the crowd, an old man with white hair and beard in white robe with a calm face but a complicated look. He looked up at the sky, looked at the golden body, and looked at the warships behind the golden body, and all kinds of thoughts were fluctuating in his heart.

This old man is the master of weapon.

With his supernatural powers and his magic eyes, he could not see through the composition of this thousand-foot golden body. There was indeed an armored figure in the middle of the golden body. This figure was hundreds of feet tall, and it seemed to be Bi Shengtian who was talking, and it seemed to be a puppet.

The spiritual pressure revealed in the body of this golden body is indeed the Daluo realm. Although it is not as good as him, it is not much different. The spiritual power in the body of this golden body is mixed, and there are a lot of spiritual lights coming in behind him. It is obvious that it is not the power of one person, but the magical method of using mysterious skills to gather the power of many practitioners together.

He was not afraid of this golden body magic image, but at this moment, he could not find Chi Xue, the figure of the Supreme Ancestor of Yaoguang, and did not know whether Chi Xue was hiding in which warship.

The three paths given by Bi Shengtian made him feel uneasy.

What does this mean? Yaoguang did not want to destroy the Divine Volcano Mountain Range or the Wanbao Tower, but wanted to annex the Wanbao Tower?

This difficulty is far better than the Destruction of Wanbao Tower and the Destruction God Volcano Range. Since Chixue dares to do this, he must be confident, so where is the confidence?

This red blood rises like a meteor. He can't find out the origin before he becomes famous. He doesn't know the depth of his current strength.

Fight, or not?

This remark contained evil intentions and directly separated him from the disciples of Wanbaolou. The life and death of the disciples of Wanbaolou was all in his mind. If he was willing to surrender, all the disciples of Wanbaolou could survive. If he led the disciples to fight with Yaoguang cultivators, it would be better to say if he won. If he lost, even if he could escape and could take some of his disciples, he would be alienated by these disciples in the future. After all, he was timid and he was not responsible and dared not stand up to fight alone with Chixue, and did not gain a way out for the disciples.

How can an ungrateful ancestor convince the public and make people follow him?

But if he stands up and fights Chixue alone and loses, wouldn’t he surrender to the other party, loses freedom and face, and give up the Wanbao Tower that he has carefully built for tens of thousands of years?
Chapter completed!