Zhang Jing and others responded in unison, and while laughing loudly, they charged forward with their swords in hand.
"This, this is impossible!"
Seeing his brother being treated like a trophy, Aguda was about to be furious.
But more than anything, he was shocked and angry.
Now, the five juniors who have rushed out have such terrifying combat power that each of them even possesses two ancient-level Taichu martial arts souls.
Such blessing makes them more powerful than ordinary immortals.
Where did these juniors come from?
In just a few months, has the martial arts in the world changed?
"Haha, nothing is impossible."
"You have done many evil things in the Valley of Evil. Today, you should be treated as garbage and swept into the dust of history."
"Suffer death!"
Ye Gucheng sneered, raised the Jinglong Qiang in his hand and killed him.
Both of them were fighting in close quarters, their moves were extremely ferocious, and they were full of fire.
But now Ye Gucheng not only has deep cultivation, but also has the blessing of the Taichu Martial Soul. The golden-character soul carries an indestructible killing aura, making it impossible for Aguda to parry.
After holding on for more than a dozen moves, he gradually lost ground.
In the end, he was nailed to death on the coast by Ye Gucheng.
Other battle groups, Qin Shaoyang and others also ended the battle one after another.
Among them, Qin Shaoyang was the most ferocious. He opened and closed his maces, and was blessed by a full set of Taichu martial arts spirits. He was like a god blocking the killing god. He smashed the second and third ranked robbers of the Wicked Valley to pieces in just a few strokes.
When the six people from Ye Gucheng flew back to the high sky of Yutian Pavilion and stood behind Ling Tian, the warriors from the Eastern Region finally woke up from the shock.
But the look of surprise on his face never faded away.
It was simply too shocking.
Ling Tian is basically fighting alone.
These juniors under my command all have the fighting power of Sanxian, and each one of them possesses the Taichu Martial Spirit!
When did the Taichu Martial Spirit of the human race become so worthless that so many of them appeared in one go?
The bodies of the seven Aguda people were scattered on the coast like dead dogs, making the Valley of the Evils simply a joke.
"Haha, now, who still doubts my brother-in-law's ability to rebuild the Immortal Platform!"
Qin Shaoyang stood on the high platform, held up his mace, and shouted loudly.
However, when this voice fell, not only the warriors from the Eastern Region, but also those from other states who originally wanted to mock Ling Tian, did not dare to say a word.
With this combat power, I dare not say that it is comparable to that of Deng Xiantai, but at least there is no overlord-level force that can compete with it.
"Hahaha, what a joke. A bunch of idiots dare to try to rebuild the Immortal Platform? Do you know what the Immortal Platform is?"
However, just when Qin Shaoyang was in high spirits, another voice suddenly sounded.
Moreover, this sound was different from Aguda and before. It came from the sky. The pressure of the sound was far beyond what Aguda and others could compare to.
On the high platform, after hearing this voice, Ling Tian snorted coldly in his chest.
"Okay, very good, everything that should come will come!"
Ling Tian raised his eyes and saw a formation light pillar appearing in the southwest sky.
The light beam fell, and figures filed out of it, numbering more than thousands!?
Moreover, these warriors are all wearing vermilion armor and have strong auras. Each of them is a person with profound cultivation.
The leader's aura was even more overwhelming, and as soon as he appeared in the sky above Haiyue City, the color of the world changed.
"Hiss, the master of the Cangwu War Palace, Feng Xuan!"
On the high platform, Ye Gucheng immediately took a breath.
"How did this vast war palace come so fast!?"
Everyone was surprised and suspicious. Logically speaking, their itinerary should be kept secret.
"Don't be surprised, I informed them."
Ling Tian stood in front of everyone, his Qi sea and galaxy trembled. When he raised his head, he blocked the aura of Feng Xuan from outside the venue.
"I, Ling Tian, want to rebuild the Immortal Climbing Platform. It won't work if the four major Climbing Immortal Platforms don't come together."
But Ye Gucheng and others raised their eyebrows, somewhat puzzled by the meaning of Ling Tian's actions.
"Don't worry, I just told them I'm here, they don't know the rest."
Ling Tian raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had expected it.
Indeed, the reason why Cangmang War Palace dared to come to Haiyue City was because of him.
However, the Cangmang War Palace did not know that Ling Tian had already mobilized countless human warriors, otherwise, he would not have brought only these thousands of people.
As for the Xuanming Ghost Valley, Ling Tian had already sent the news. Calculating the time, it should be here soon.
However, the silence of Ling Tian and others on the high platform of Yutian Pavilion made everyone who crossed over from the Cangbang War Palace laugh incessantly.
I thought these people were scared by me.
Immediately, they flew over the venue one by one. Thousands of people stirred up their auras, easily suppressing the tens of thousands of warriors below and making them unable to breathe.
The warriors of the Eastern Region have not seen such a terrifying battle for hundreds of years. The masters of the Cangwu War Palace may all come here this time.
"Why, you don't dare to speak anymore!?"
Feng Xuan stood in front of everyone in the Cangmang War Hall, holding a sword on his waist. On his left and right were the elders of the sect. There were ten of them who had reached the level of Immortal cultivation, and their auras were more powerful than those of the people in the Evil Valley before.
Much more.
Not only that, Feng Xuan's aura is the most powerful.
At this time, he was stimulating the powerful cultivation of the late Sanxian Perfect Realm. Although it was not as good as the Ghost Lord of Xuanming Ghost Valley, it was still an extremely terrifying existence.
However, what surprised everyone was that among the disciples behind Feng Xuan, none of the Taichu disciples with Kuanggu level appeared.
"Haha, the Lord of the Hall is fine. I guess you also received an invitation from me, Ling Tian. However, Ling didn't expect that you would bring so many people to cheer me up?"
Ling Tian still looked as calm as the breeze when facing the people in the Cang Mang War Hall who had unkind expressions.
"Ling Tian, stop pretending to be with me here!"
"What I regret most is that I didn't kill you in the Hundred Sects Competition!"
Feng Xuan's face turned cold. He didn't see the fear that Ling Tian had originally imagined.
This made him feel inexplicably angry.
"What does it mean to be crowned the master of the palace? Back then, I, Ling Tian, was weak, so you killed me whenever you wanted. The reason why you didn't touch me was probably because you were afraid of senior Qi Tian."
Feng Xuan was stunned when he heard this. The name of Taoist Qi Tian still made his heart tremble inexplicably.
However, with his spiritual thoughts covering the surroundings, he did not feel the presence of other powerful auras. Moreover, over the years, he had been asking Tianyu Fairy Island about the disappearance of Taoist Qi Tian in the East China Sea. Over the past few years, he has been unable to sense it.
I felt his breath.
It is extremely possible that Taoist Qi Tian has failed to ascend and has fallen.
Although we are not sure, we can at least conclude that Qitian Taoist will never be born easily.