The North Pavilion of the North Underworld, which is like spring all year round, has been destroyed at this time.

The grassy lawn was littered with footprints, and the occasional fluttering butterfly interspersed with flowers was torn apart by spiritual power.

Where is there still a piece of paradise.

Duanmu Ming stood at the top of the tower with Jun Qianxi in his arms, overlooking the group of people who were divided into three directions and pressed by black.

The flags of the Lingxiao Palace and the Imperial Spirit Hall were raised high, while the banners of those shili in the south were a head shorter than them.

From afar, you can see the figures of Dongfang Lingyun and Ximen Yushi.

They all stood below, their bodies slightly bent, and the two middle-aged men who were being offered by them like gods.

"It turned out to be two inferior gods, think that at this time, only such low-level people will come out to make trouble!"

The little soldier lay on the windowsill, and with a sweep of his senses, he made the other party's realm clear.

They didn't hide it, and the people below immediately noticed their presence.

Dongfang Lingyun and Ximen Yushi stepped forward almost at the same time, each whispering to the inferior god standing in front of them.

The content doesn't need to be thought about at all, it's nothing more than an introduction to Jun Qianxi and Duanmu Ming.

"Lord Yan, what do you think we should do next?"

Dongfang Lingyun bent slightly, his eyes full of surprise.

He never expected that when he was at a loss, there was really a god descending from the sky to help him attack the Northern Underworld Pavilion.

Moreover, without losing a single soldier, it was here so smoothly!

"Cleaning up the two people who haven't reached the ninth order of the Holy Realm, do you need the deity to take action?"

Yan Hui put his hands behind his back, looking at people from the corner of his eye from beginning to end.

It's really annoying, I was actually assigned to this place at the juncture of the battle of the Four Palaces, to help this group of ants attack the undead clan who are still breathing, I really don't know what the God King is crazy about.

Also unhappy with him was Song Qizhong, the Battle of the Four Palaces was the first step to fame, and if they were sent out now that they didn't have time to rush back, it would mean that they would never have a chance to come out.

finally advanced to the god realm, but missed the battle of the four palaces, which was really more uncomfortable than killing them.

"Now that the formation has been broken, what are you waiting for? Why don't you uproot the undead? ”

Ximen Yushi was scolded by him like this, and he was busy agreeing......

Xiao Bing snorted coldly and said, "Did Qiongyu Palace and Burning Heaven Palace eat dog gall?" Want to destroy my undead? Must be punished! ”

The faces of the two inferior gods at the head changed, why did anyone know their origins?

"Two inferior gods dare to come to the North Hells to be presumptuous, since you want to die, then fulfill you!"

As his words fell, the power of his soul spread rapidly, and the doors of the Black Tower were all opened for a while, and the skeleton soldiers hidden in the body of the tower poured out.

This was far from enough, the spreading soul power launched a slight shock under the control of the small soldiers, and this shock caused the people below the sixth order of the Holy Realm to die in an instant.

The "Call of the Dead" followed suit.

"Duanmu Ming, those two inferior gods are handed over to you!"

After the little soldier performed his stunts one after another, his face was a little pale, and now that most of the undead were sealed on the island of the undead, he had to hold up the glory that belonged to the undead alone.

Jun Qianxi's hand fell on his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Little soldier, remember, no matter where you are, it will never be you fighting alone!" ”