"It's dawn, Your Excellency, I don't know if I'll survive today?"

The brighter and brighter light of the morning light shone down from the eastern sky, poured into the fog of abandonment above the sea surface of the North Sea, and formed a series of golden pillars of light leaning against the sky and the ground in the front and back, which looked extremely magnificent and magnificent.

However, for those pathfinder dog monks who were in the cage at this time, they had no time to pay attention to the magnificent scene unique to the North Sea around them, and then the young man of the Three Rivers Sect with a sad face, he turned his head to the middle-aged three-eyed soul clan on the side, and continued to speak:

"At such a fast speed going north, we should be able to reach the so-called Sunken Immortal Mountain in Beihai Middle School today, right?"

"If it's all the way, it's about the same time. ”

Beside the river realm, the middle-aged three-eyed soul clan from the Shenji Pavilion, after crawling forward for a distance, stretched out his hands to hold the huge cage pillar in front of him, and stared at the gray air pillar that leaned against the sky and the earth in the depths of the void above, and the shadow of the ten thousand mountains formed after the two mountains overlapped in one place, and muttered a word:

"Wangshan ran a dead horse, boy, it's really hard to say along the way. ”

As soon as the words of this three-eyed soul clan fell, I saw that in front of the Great Prince's camp that was galloping forward, several monks who had gone to explore the way first turned into black streamers and quickly returned from the front, and then these monks hurriedly rushed into the gate of the golden hall above to pray.

After Mo Yu breathed, the speed of the entire large army to the north suddenly became slow, and then the middle-aged three-eyed soul clan, who had been paying close attention to all this, changed his face, and directly stretched out his hand, pulled the young man who was still in a trance, and let out a low shout:

"The variables are coming, it's up to you whether you live or die!"

Soon after this shout fell, a large number of undead Pathfinder Dog monks in the entire cage suddenly erupted into a commotion, only to see through the large amount of gray fog floating around, the scene ahead gradually became clear, and what appeared in everyone's sight was several ghostly ghost dragons suspended in mid-air, and the Boundless Sect Walking on the surface of the sea still holding wine glasses.

"It was the Five Hidden Sects that went to Beihai from Shen Immortal City first, why did they stop where they were?"

After the sound of inquiry fell, the Eight Horse Golden Hall continued to move forward, and then the exclamation sounded again:

"Look, there are two figures standing on the sea in front of you, and I don't know who they are?"

Not only the pathfinder dog monks in the cage rushed forward to look up after hearing this, but even the huge doors of the golden hall above also opened to both sides, and then the great prince of the Central Empire, wearing a noble golden robe, came out with a young talent from the Central Empire, standing in front of the hall, his eyes scanning back and forth in front of him.

The scene of confrontation on the surface of the North Sea in front of him was extremely strange, which made the suspicious prince frown tightly, arched his hand in front of him, and said loudly:

"The Great Prince of my Central Empire, I have seen the Daoists of the Soul Burial Sect and the Boundless Sect. ”

The voice of the Great Prince of the Central Empire was thick and had a strong penetrating power, lingering back and forth above the void, but the strange thing was that there was no response from the front, which made the former's face gradually become cold, and a cold voice came out:

"Order someone to lean the Golden Palace up!"

After finishing speaking, a roar came directly from the direction of His Highness Jin:

"All forward!"

Then the entire large army continued to press forward, and a large number of flying magic weapons and flying races around them converged inward, and after they were connected, they put on a mighty posture, the power of the great prince of the Central Empire was strong, so after the entire formation was spread, it directly occupied most of the sky, and it was extremely powerful.

After a while, the golden hall under the throne of the great prince came to the side of the ghost ghost dragon of the Soul Burial Sect, and looked down condescendingly, with a slight condensation in the golden dragon's eyes.

I saw that above the sea below, Sima Annan, who was just drinking cross-legged last night, took out a boxy table of eight immortals and placed it on the surface of the lake out of nowhere.

On the table, a pot of wine, a few glasses, and next to the table, the young man in white shook his fan and poured wine, so chic.

In the next breath, Sima Annan looked up and looked directly at the eyes of the Grand Prince of the Central Empire, the latter's pupils shrank, and he directly said two words:

"Terran?"

"Your Highness, these two Terrans are from the reborn Sunken Immortal Island, and don't blame me for not reminding you, just one person below has directly forced the Soul Burial Sect back with a sword for nearly a hundred zhang, and until now the people of the Soul Burial Sect have not acted again!"

The words of Wu Qian of the Boundless Sect made the eldest prince's eyebrows droop slightly, and he stared closely at Sima Annan and Jian Sheng, who were slow and logical below, and there were thick thoughts flowing in the depths of his eyes, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

The sword that Jian Sheng had just drawn was once again sheathed and hugged in front of his chest, while Sima Annan's slender right hand held the peach blossom wine bottle, and poured the last trace of pink elixir into the wine cup on the table, and the rich aroma of wine suddenly rose to the sky again, even if it was not far away, it also entered the noses of everyone in the sky.

"Good wine!"

The prince of the Central Shangguo suddenly opened his mouth and let out an exclamation, and then his words changed sharply and continued to speak loudly:

"But the wine in this jug is exhausted, and if you are a visitor at this time, will you not have any good wine to entertain?"

"Then don't bother the eldest prince, you are worried, this wine, we have in Daxia. ”

After finishing speaking, Sima Annan, who was sitting at the table, waved his hand, and directly pulled out a jar of wine from the void again, and put it on the table in front of him with a clang, and then lifted the lid of the altar, and suddenly a strong smell of wine rose directly to the sky, sweeping all directions, and at the same time, in the fragrance of wine, there is a vast majesty like heavenly might.

The wine has changed, and so has the meaning of the meaning!

"Your Highness, are we going to attack directly?"

A monk behind the Grand Prince of the Central Empire stepped forward and asked softly, and then the former squinted and thought about it, shook his head, and signaled to wait.

Time passed quickly, the light of the morning sun became brighter and brighter, and if you looked to the east, you would find that a large outline of the sun was already emerging from the sea, and at the same time, at the end of the sky to the south of the North Sea Sky Dome, a vast dark cloud of monks rolled in.

Among these dark clouds, there are flying above the sky, and there are also charging warships above the sea, which are directly connected to the overwhelming sky, and at a glance, it is just like what Sima Annan said before.

Overwhelmed, like a plague of locusts!

This dense and dense countless black dots that are difficult to see at a glance are approaching quickly, which also means that the first army of monks in the Taixuan Land is officially approaching the city.

Black clouds are overhead, and a storm is coming.

Half an hour later, the army of monks who were attacking slowly approached, and came to the rear of the Great Prince of the Central Empire to slow down, and at the same time, the gaze condensed towards Sima Annan below was a thousand times more.

Under the shroud of countless inquiring eyes, Sima Annan still filled the wine glass in front of him in a very chic manner, but this time, it was not the peach blossom wine that was poured, but the strongest and strongest Xuantian wine in Great Xia.

Then the young man in white raised his glass and stood up, and slowly walked in front of all the monks of the Taixuan Land, and the rolling sound directly resounded throughout the sky:

"I, Sima Annan, the secretary of the Great Xia Military Aircraft Department, is ordered by the Emperor Fuyao to greet you!"