This tone of speech, how could Shi Hao have a sense of déjà vu, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Shi Hao forgot where it was, anyway, he felt that he had heard it around him.

"Ding Daoyou, you can recognize that this is the appearance of the ancestor of the Shenyu Dynasty, listening to this tone, I am afraid that it is not only for Shi Daoyou, but also as if he wants to wipe out the sect families such as me, which is not common sense at all, is the Shenyu Dynasty not afraid of its own destruction. ”

Feng Jinxiong, who had the most thoughts, heard something wrong in his words, and now he didn't say that he was recruiting Shi Hao, and even they themselves were liquidated by the Shenyu Dynasty, and the Shenyu Dynasty was crazy.

And the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which was thousands of miles away, and even all the cultivation forces in the Shenyu Dynasty, were already in flames, and all kinds of spells were flying all over the sky.

Wang Manying, the master of the Forge Pavilion, carried a two-meter giant hammer as tall as his body, and the treasure light on it was shining, emitting a blazing black fire, and the void was burned deformed and distorted.

"Old ghost of the East, I can smell the nasty smell on your body from afar, why, bring so many people to my Casting Pavilion, it won't be to build magic weapons. ”

The words like a landslide rumbled from the void, but he saw the twenty figures on the opposite side standing in the void, and with Wang Manying's realm, he could naturally see that one god, two yuan babies, and seventeen Yin God realms were either people from the Dongfang family who were cultivating or officials of the Shenyu Dynasty.

Although the spirit is not visible, it is precisely because of this that Wang Manying has a bad premonition.

The Great Mountain Protection Array had already been opened, and the extraction of earth fire firmly enveloped the mountain peaks within a thousand miles, and the rich and blazing fire light was enough to burn the Jindan or Yin God Realm cultivators to ashes.

If the Yuanying Monk or the Manifestation Divine Cultivator wants to break through, it will inevitably end up with a serious injury, as for the Transformation Divine Cultivator or the Possessed Divine Cultivator, with this mere second-order mountain protection formation, this can't be stopped at all, so Wang Manying came out in person, and the Avatar Monk still has to be a monk in the same realm to be able to defeat it.

"The Shenyu Dynasty has not made a move for hundreds of years, and it has also acquiesced in your development and growth, but I didn't expect that the little Jindan monk who was only a promise in the past has grown up to become a god monk, which is not bad. ”

Although they are both gods, the old man opposite Wang Manying looked at him with the eyes of an elder looking at a junior, with love in his eyes, happiness and relief in his smile, as if he was really an elder watching a junior become a weapon.

But in Wang Manying's eyes, the old man is not only not kind, but has a kind of cold feeling that makes him feel from the heart, which has nothing to do with cultivation, only with the monk's induction in the dark, the higher the cultivation, the more he can sense good fortune and evil.

The more Dongfang Wenxiu smiled, the stronger the chill in Wang Manying's heart became, so thick that he felt uneasy, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

"Old ghost, back then, you were a god, and I was only a golden pill, now you and I are in the same realm, you are living more and more back, I also think this is very good, you will probably die of old age in the god realm in this life, and the junior can give you a good end. ”

Dongfang Wenxiu smiled for a moment, and then laughed again, not knowing whether he was angry or not.

"How can the old ghost be embarrassed to let the little ghost die, it's better for the little ghost to let the old ghost go first, respecting the old and loving the young is the character that the little ghost should have. ”

As he spoke, Dongfang Wenxiu took out a long sword with flowing water, and with a wave of his hand, a heavenly river poured into Wang Manying like a flood.

The water is ordinary water, but this is also the reason why Wang Manying said that he hates it when he smells it.

The mountain and river sword technique is the technique of Dongfang Wenxiu's major, as long as his own mana is endless, this monstrous river will continue to appear, which is in direct opposition to the fire method he majored in.

The Tianhe Heavenly Fire covers the void in a relative trend, and a water and a fire seem to be able to be consumed endlessly.

If it was only Dongfang Wenxiu, then Wang Manying naturally didn't take him seriously, and the rest of the Yuan Ying and even Jin Dan had people who could resist it, but what really made him care was the formation that appeared at some point, enveloping the entire Casting Pavilion.

Then he saw countless fiery red figures coming out of nothingness, it was an army composed entirely of fire, without a trace of human breath, and Wang Manying's eyes were split just by looking at him.

The fire men all over the mountain walked out, and the Great Array of Protecting the Mountain was like nothing, and they easily passed through, and they were also killed by the disciples of the Casting Pavilion in an instant, turning into fire and merging into the other fire people.

Although there are many fire people, they are only innate strength, and they are killed by disciples who are at least the realm of grandmasters, which is of course easier than killing chickens.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Wang Manying came to the conclusion that the army composed of fire men totaled 100,000, and then he would not come out again.

With the 20,000 disciples of the Casting Pavilion, one person can kill five of them, and they can wipe out all of them, but they just lose some true qi or mana.

But as they kill, the more they kill, the more they will merge into the other Burning Men after they turn into fire, which seems to be less, but their strength becomes stronger.

If this goes on for a long time, if there is only one left in the end, even Wang Manying doesn't know what kind of strength it will be, even if it can't be compared to the Transformation God, I'm afraid that it will be extremely close to the Transformation God Cultivator.

At that time, the two gods will attack the Casting Pavilion, and Wang Manying will not see any hope of winning.

But at this moment, the fire man who had been destroyed by half appeared out of thin air again one by one, not to mention hope this time, it was simply desperate.

"Old ghost of the East, what is the intention of this move, you are not afraid that Lao Tzu will die with you. ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Wenxiu directly withdrew from Baizhang Kai, the heavenly river was endless, and countless water shields were released in front of him between the sword light dances, in case Wang Manying suddenly couldn't think of it.

Seeing Dongfang Wenxiu's shameless action, Wang Manying secretly snorted, and with a swing of the sledgehammer, a huge fireball flew out, and the sound of a roaring explosion resounded throughout the four fields.

But the realm of the two is comparable, and Dongfang Wenxiu is so shameless, the two sides are at a stalemate, and they can only watch the disciples of the Casting Pavilion go from the beginning of the killing of the peerless, to the present casualties, and the Shenyu Dynasty really has no way to survive for the Casting Pavilion.

This situation not only appeared in the Casting Pavilion, but the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was not much better, the same Transformation God Realm cultivators were deadlocked, and the same countless fire men besieged.

It's just that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect relies on the Divine Sword Peak, and there have been no casualties due to its geographical location, and the sword cultivation attack is the sharpest, and for a while, it is difficult for the Shenyu Dynasty to take a step forward, but everyone knows that this is only temporary.

The Yang family, the Wu family, or the territory of the Shenyu Dynasty, the forces that have Yuanying in the family, or the existence of Jindan have all been purged, and only the mysterious Dan Pavilion, or the Holy Gate, and the forces with disciples of the big faction have survived.

became a spectator on the sidelines, frowning and not knowing what the Shenyu Dynasty was going to do, this move was by no means as simple as sweeping away the forces in the territory, it definitely had another deep meaning, but they couldn't think of it.

At the same time, in the uncertain city, Shi Hao and Ding Lechang entered the void together, but they saw an old man as if he had been waiting for them here for a long time.

"Now that everyone is here, it's time to hit the road. ”

It was the first thing they heard, and the last thing the old man said.