"Actually, there is no harm in becoming a son, it is much better than following the orders of the big people in the house!"

"Hmph, the people in the house, don't want to make progress, they are bent on doing evil, wait for me to go back and rectify it!"

"It's a pity that I have so many subordinates, if I can all cross over, I can also help my son share a little chores!"

“......”

Batu was in the air of the Flying Immortal Sect, muttering to himself.

...

I don't know what level of magic the Great Pudu Technique is, as long as the enemy is crossed, all thoughts will still remain the same, but the person who interprets the law will be regarded as the most important person, and the consciousness is still his own consciousness.

The style of doing things will not change, but it will obey the orders of the caster, which is really ......!

Five years have passed!

The Blue Moon Mine has always been very calm, the zombie deity has been cultivating deep underground, the immortal clone is in retreat in the cave, and Gong Lao and the other guards are not idle, arranging the Spirit Gathering Array, and they are all breaking through the realm.

Even those zombies in the Broken Wheel Reversal Zombie Array were ordered by Gong Lao to absorb Yin Qi and cultivate deep underground.

Five years are like a mortal sleeping for a cultivator, and they pass in the blink of an eye.

During this time, the large and small sects and various forces in the Flying Immortal Wasteland were all panicked, and on the surface they seemed to be calm, but in fact, there were already undercurrents surging behind them.

Just because this period is a time of tribute once in a thousand years.

When the Flying Immortal Sect led the Flying Immortal Wasteland, it set the rules, every thousand years, all the sects must come to the Flying Immortal Sect to pay tribute, when this order first appeared, there were several major sects that jointly disobeyed, and after one night, these major sects seemed to have never appeared.

So for many years, all the forces in the Flying Immortal Wasteland have been used to it, but this time it was different.

During this time, the elders or heads of all the sects went here and there every day, and they were very busy, and everyone's faces were worried.

In the Flying Immortal Sect!

Since a month ago, Chief Ba began to instruct everyone to start the arrangement, and the Flying Immortal Sect was decorated with lights at this time, and all the places were cleaned spotlessly.

Most of the elders of the Flying Immortal Sect are very disgusted with the head of the Ba Sect, but when it comes to tribute, all the elders can only go out and sit in the Flying Immortal Sect.

In the past few years, the sect leader still has not been able to contact him, and the chief manager Ba has also tried his best to take out countless treasures before pulling some elders to his boat.

Chief Ba was sitting in the position of the sect leader at this time, looking at the elders below, and his heart ached.

"Hmph, don't worry, I'll spit out what you eat sooner or later, and those who throw me face, I have all in mind!"

Chief Ba's heart scolded the elders fiercely.

"If the sect leader can't be contacted, other sects may be tempted!"

In the center of the main hall, one of the elders said.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, isn't there a Ba sect leader? And are we eating idle meals?"

An elder who had received the benefits of the chief of Ba shouted loudly.

"Oh, I hope so!"

The elder was not moved, smiled and said perfunctorily.

......

The day of tribute is less than a day away!

At this time, in one space, there were hundreds of figures talking about something, 60 of them were sitting in the center of the space, and the other figures were a little away from these 60 figures.

"Success or failure is here, now that it has been decided, there is no turning back!"

"Let's set up the Heavenly Dao Alliance to conform to the Heavenly Dao!"

"Tomorrow is the day of tribute, let's wait a week, if the Flying Immortal Sect Leader doesn't show up, then act as planned!"

"Let's stay in this space with these 60 alliance elders, and contact us at any time!"

"That's what I mean!"

"You guys go back and get ready!" said a figure in the center of the space to the figures on the periphery.

"Do as the Elders do!"

......

Today is the day of tribute, and everyone in the Flying Immortal Sect is waiting to receive the sects that have come to pay tribute, but when it is noon, not even a single fly has come in.

Chief Ba was wearing a newly refined Taoist robe, sitting in the position of the sect leader in the main hall, his face sinking like water.

"Everyone said what to do, they dared to disobey the Flying Immortal Sect and seek death!"

The thief-eyed Chief Ba said to the elders below.

The faces of the elders in the main hall were also not good, although many people did not agree with Chief Ba sitting in the position of the sect leader, but it was related to the Flying Immortal Sect, and the elders were still dedicated to the Flying Immortal Sect.

"Go to war, go to war, destroy them!"

"Destroy a medium-sized sect first, if they still dare not pay tribute, then destroy all the major sects and re-establish them!"

"What are the plans of the chief manager?"

“......”

Chief Ba looked at the elders, most of them meant to go to war, his brows furrowed, his position as the sect leader was not firmly seated, and he really didn't want to go to war.

"What did the spies in our sect find?" asked the manager.

"All the undercover people came back with the same message, everything is normal!" one of the elders replied.

"Then send someone out to investigate first, and if they really have different intentions, then start a war!"

After Chief Ba finished giving the order, the green light flashed on his body, and his figure disappeared from the position of the sect leader.

Some of the elders looked at the disappearing figure of Chief Ba, their eyes flashing, and their faces were full of surprise!

......

It has been a full 6 days since the day of tribute, and the chief manager of Ba looked at the jade talisman in his hand, and there was constant news coming from the jade talisman.

"The spies to the east have lost contact!"

"The mines in Wuping Town have been looted from all the ore!"

"Linxi's small spirit stone mine is lost!"

"The disciples in Jin Yucheng have broken off contact!"

“......”

Mr. Ba looked at these bad news, and suddenly felt that something big was going to happen, could it be that the sky didn't let him sit on the position of sect leader?

......

Not far from the Blue Moon Mine, dozens of figures gathered, observing the Blue Moon Mine.

"There is only one Yuan Infant Town Guard in the Blue Moon Mine, and the others are all miscellaneous soldiers and crab generals, so there is no need to worry!"

"It's better to be careful, after all, the Flying Immortal Sect ......!"

"Alright, go according to the plan!"

The group of people concealed their aura and fled towards the Blue Moon Mine.

......

"Elder Gong, prepare the big array, don't use the broken wheel to reverse the zombie array, use the confinement formation, an enemy will come to the door!"

Gong Lao was meditating, and suddenly a sentence came from his ears, and Gong Lao suddenly pinched his hands, ready to sacrifice a big array at any time.

Tian Dazhuang had already asked Gong Lao to arrange several large formations in the Blue Moon Mine, and he had secretly arranged several formations, and the Blue Moon Mine at this time could be described as solid.

Gong Lao had already seen from the formation that dozens of sneaky figures had covered their breath and had come to the periphery of the mountain, and they had already entered the big array.

"Array Qi!"

Gong Lao shouted, and suddenly the Blue Moon Mine was covered by a transparent light mask.

"It's not good, there is a formation, exposed, kill!"