"Could it be the star-picking envoy who once preached the will?"

When Wu Nu heard this, she couldn't help muttering to herself in her heart, but her eyes were fixed on the dark clouds.

There, there was an aura that was very vague and incomparably vast.

Looking at the entire Zhentian Pavilion, there was no one who could match that aura!

However, now that Wu Nu is the commander-in-chief of Zhentian Pavilion, she can't mess around.

If she messed up, the monks below would be even more overwhelmed.

"The Holy Envoy of the Black Abyss Gate is here, and my Zhentian Pavilion should welcome you from afar. It's just that my Zhentian Pavilion has been in an eventful time recently, and I hope that the Holy Envoy will not blame him. Wu Nu's delicate body moved, and she flew into the air, her cloak fluttering, and the hunting sound.

The fiery red soft armor outlined Wu Nu's delicate body in a concave and convex manner.

After taking charge of Zhentian Pavilion, Wu Nu also read a lot of human books, and now her speech and demeanor have completely faded away from the savage nature of the beast race.

"What a clever little girl, since you know that this holy envoy is coming, why do you still raise the Great Array of Protectors? Why don't you hurry up and open it to greet you?" A voice like a night owl came out from the dark clouds, and the voice was cold.

Wu Nu's face changed, and she said: "The pavilion master has not returned from going out, and the little woman, as the acting pavilion master, has no right to open the sect protector array at will!"

Her words are not leaky.

The Star Picking Saint Envoy in the dark clouds snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied, and then, an illusory figure swept out of the dark clouds.

That illusory figure is Zhang Muyang's primordial god.

Please pick the star holy envoy to come forward, Zhang Muyang was already overjoyed, but in order to put pressure on the people of Zhentian Pavilion, Zhang Muyang also brought a group of strong people from the Yaoyang Sect over.

The purpose is to make Zhentian Pavilion obediently surrender.

"Hmph, before, didn't you see the will of the Holy Envoy, and asked the Zhentian Pavilion to surrender and hand over the cultivation resources every year. ”

"It's been a long time, is Zhentian Pavilion planning to resist the decree?" Zhang Muyang was forced by Jiang Mo to blow himself up.

Until now, he has not found a suitable physical body, and can only survive in the state of the primordial god.

This made him want to be destroyed, and the Zhentian Pavilion would be destroyed now.

Wu Nuqiao's face was very ugly, Jiang Mo had already revealed her attitude before this matter.

It is not easy for Zhentian Pavilion to develop to this day, and if you want to surrender to others so easily, not to mention that Jiang Mo is unwilling, even other ordinary disciples will probably not agree.

However, the aura of the Star Picking Holy Envoy was too vast.

made Wu Nu dare not speak easily, for fear of annoying the other party.

However, at this moment, a hearty laugh came from behind.

"Resist the will or disrespect, whose will is it to resist, whose will is it, dare to say that let me Zhentiange abide by it?"

After this loud laugh fell, Wu Nu and the tens of thousands of monks of Zhentian Pavilion suddenly became overjoyed.

"That's the Pavilion Master's voice!"

"The Pavilion Master is back!"

"Now, you don't have to worry about the other party's oppression. ”

The sound of cheers resounded endlessly from below.

"Fortunately, Childe is back. Wu Nu also covered her chest with her jade hands, and said with a little heartbeat.

Whew, shmmm, smh.

The sound of breaking wind resounded, and then, the figures of Jiang Mo and several people appeared in front of Zhentian Pavilion.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails, why don't they dare to see people?" Jiang Mo said coldly.

Behind him, the four people of Prison King Kong, Qin Haotian, Tianyan, and Dark Demon stood closely.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the two of King Kong and the Dark Demon, who had not yet been there when the Pavilion Master left.

"Childe. Seeing that Jiang Mo rushed back in time, Wu Nu breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally handed over the current situation to Jiang Mo to deal with.

"You've done a good job, just don't open the Sect Protector Array. Jiang Mo smiled and said comfortingly.

Just as Jiang Mo was talking to Wu Nu, Zhang Muyang's Yuan Shen suddenly let out a crazy roar.

"Jiang Mo, you will die today!"

From his state, it can be seen how big his hatred for Jiang Mo is.

Now, he only has one Yuan God left, all thanks to Jiang Mo.

"It turned out that you were just a defeated general! Since you are here today, even the Yuan Shen will be completely left!"

Jiang Mo smiled coldly, and then the monstrous momentum swept out madly.

"Presumptuous!" At the moment when Jiang Mo released his momentum, the dark clouds suddenly surged, and an old man in black robes who outlined his body, as if he was drooping old, walked out of the dark clouds slowly.

Rumble!

The black-robed old man's footsteps were empty, however, a terrifying momentum that made people palpitate emanated from his body, like a storm, enveloping everyone in the air.

"Nine-Star Martial Saint!"

The moment the old man exuded momentum, Jiang Mo's face became much more solemn.

Some of the powerful people in the realm all sensed the terrifying momentum of the old man, and their faces were very frightened, and they were afraid in their hearts.

"You kid, you're a little bit knowledgeable. Since the old man has come here in person, then, your Zhentian Pavilion, do you surrender or not?" The Star Picking Holy Envoy stepped forward, and faintly, the momentum pressed down, making it difficult for many people to even breathe.

"If you want my Zhentian Pavilion to surrender, I'm afraid, you old guy doesn't have that qualification yet. ”

Jiang Mo said coldly.

Hearing this, the face of the Star Picking Saint instantly became very gloomy.

Zhang Muyang's Yuan Shen laughed wildly, and the worse Jiang Mo made the Star Picking Saint guilty, the more terrible the latter's revenge would be.

Of course, Zhang Muyang was happy to see this scene.

"Good boy, since the old man gives you a way to live, you don't leave, you can die!" The Star Picking Holy Envoy glanced at the Protector Sect with disdain, and immediately shook the palm of his hand, and a huge Yuan Force was practiced, and it roared out in an instant.

"Do you really think that just two broken formations can stop the old man?"

The training was like thunder, and it smashed down, and many people looked up at the thick Yuan Li training, and for a while, they only felt thrilled.

"Prison King Kong, kill this old boy for me!"

Just when everyone thought that Zhentian Pavilion was about to be crushed to pieces, Jiang Mo suddenly shouted.

"Yes!"

Then, the slightly thin figure behind Jiang Mo suddenly swept out, bursting out with an incomparably violent momentum!

Boom, boom, boom!

The momentum of the Prison King Kong swayed upwards and soared straight into the sky, and even the breath of the Star Picking Holy Envoy was directly suppressed.

Sensing the violent aura on the Prison King Kong's body, the complexion of the Star Picking Holy Envoy suddenly became extremely difficult to look at.

"Nine-Star Martial Saint, this small town Heavenly Pavilion, there is also a Nine-Star Martial Saint!"

The words of the Star Picking Holy Envoy instantly detonated the audience.

Zhang Muyang's Yuan Shen was trembling, his face had an extremely frightened look, no matter what, he couldn't imagine that Jiang Mo actually had a nine-star martial saint as a subordinate.

"This, how is this possible?!"

Zhang Muyang shouted in a low voice.

However, at this time, Jiang Mo's body moved, and he had already penetrated the Great Sect Protector Array, and went straight to Zhang Muyang's Yuan Shen.

(End of chapter)