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Today, this crusade against Donglin Sect and Gao Yu has completely evolved from a sectarian war to a continental war that swept Kyushu.

Looking at the figures that broke through the sky, Gao Lu's face was difficult to see, and he muttered in disbelief, "What about those old wastes, didn't they bring people to intercept these major sects? Why did they still let them come!"

As if he had guessed Gao Lu's thoughts, the ancestor surnamed Yuanying who was full of ghosts and was as burly as a hill sneered and sneered: "Is the Second Highness looking for them?"

The black qi of his arm rolled, and a pitch-black magic weapon like an attic flew out of his sleeve, which grew in the wind, and turned into ten zhang high in the blink of an eye, and countless unjust ghosts were imprisoned in it, and let out a roar of pain.

It is the magic weapon "Prison Palace" that he has used his natal infant fire to quench for countless years, a piece of treasure that specializes in collecting and refining the souls of heaven and earth, and condensing the ghost treasure of the powerful ghosts and ghosts.

In the very center of the prison hall, in a space covered with layers of prohibitions and runes, separated by a single separation, the five condensed and powerful and abnormal Yuan Infant villains were trembling all over, their expressions numb, and they were constantly eroded and tortured under the flow of black qi.

It is the five ancestors of the Gao family who chose to help Gao Lu win the throne!

The corners of Gao Lu's eyes twitched, and after taking a deep breath, a monstrous killing intent and hatred appeared on his face, "Just with a few of your sects, how can you kill a few ancestors of my Gao family!"

"What if you add the old man?" suddenly came a cold laugh in the clouds.

A cyan dragon with a size of tens of zhang was like a big river hanging above the nine heavens, twisting its huge body and falling from the sky.

Swallow clouds and spit fog, water vapor transpires.

Gao Lu's face changed again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Qingjiao King, is your demon clan also going to participate in this matter!"

After the cyan giant Jiao rolled with blue light, it turned into a majestic middle-aged man in a cyan robe, and snorted coldly, "The old man is here for him." ”

The Frog King's arm refers to Zhao Shenbi, who was infused with the luck of heaven and earth and temporarily forcibly possessed the combat power of the Yuan Infant.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was confused, and Zhao Shenbi's face was surrounded by fluctuations in rich luck, and an inexplicable color appeared.

Between the heart lakes, the voice of the Qingjiao King suddenly sounded, "Boy, if it weren't for my daughter's pleading, I wouldn't have come to help." ”

Zhao Shenbi's heart was shocked, and he immediately reacted, this was already the fifth-order peak of the Frog King, and it turned out to be the father of the demon girl named Xiaoxiao!

Seeing Zhao Shenbi's abrupt expression, King Qingjiao slowly transmitted his voice again, "Since the old man has done you such a big favor, do you also have to give a little benefit?"

After the light in Zhao Shenbi's eyes flickered, he said, "What do the seniors want?"

The Qingjiao King stroked his beard and smiled, "This matter is not in a hurry, we will talk about it later." ”

Zhao Shenbi took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a little headache, for fear that it would be the situation of the front door refusing the tiger and the back door to come again.

But fortunately, at least for now, the Qingjiao King is a friend rather than an enemy, and it has helped Donglinzong solve the urgent need.

At the same time, an immortal ferryboat broke through the air and approached rapidly, like an extraterrestrial comet, and instantly descended on the battlefield of the Eastern Linzong, causing everyone to hold their breath and raise their eyes.

"The Unconscious Monarch is actually in the company of a Blood Dao Demon Cultivator like the Blood Luo Sect. Gaolu, your time of death has arrived!" a cold and charming woman scolded in the air.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen Jiedan monks smashed into the earth like meteorites, setting off a monstrous killing.

The three of them slowly stepped out of the ferry.

The first one is the person who just spoke out, the beautiful woman in palace clothes who has always been a little obsessed with Zhao Xiuyun, and now by chance, she has also broken through to the realm of Yuanying.

She held the snow-colored jade ring in her hand, and after looking at Zhao Xiuyun, who was pale and holding a sword, her eyes were full of heartache and anger, and her breath surged wildly, as if she was about to make a move against the three Yuan Infant Ancestors of the Blood Luo Sect if she didn't agree with each other.

"What a crazy woman...... "The two Yuanying powerhouses of Luming Villa and Tianshui Tower, after looking at each other at this moment, sighed helplessly.

One left and one right, they sacrificed their natal magic weapons one after another, surrounding everyone under Gao Lu's command in the middle.

The tide is turning.

On the earth, feeling the suffocating terrifying aura above their heads, everyone stopped fighting and looked at the sky with trembling hearts.

These Yuanying monks, usually all of them live in a simple place, high up in the Immortal Ancestors, if ordinary monks want to see each other, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky, but today they are gathered here, determining the success or failure of this war that affects the pattern of the continent.

Gao Lu looked around, his face was hideous and distorted, full of unwillingness.

He couldn't have imagined why he thought that he would be able to capture it and fight a battle that would be nine out of ten, but at this moment, when he was about to completely destroy Donglinzong and kill Zhao Shenbi and Gao Yu, there would suddenly be such a huge turnaround.

His eyes were scarlet, and he roared like a trapped beast: "Seniors, what benefits have Gao Yu and the Donglin Sect given you! I, Gao Lu, am willing to repay you twice!"

At this moment, Gao Lu has lost his demeanor, which makes everyone sigh.

Who would have thought that the second prince, who was like a handsome son, was such a mad and cruel madman.

Tianmen's scholar-like ancestor Mi Sicheng sneered and said disdainfully: "Gao Lu, you are a usurper like a usurper who killed his father and killed his brother, and you are also worthy of talking about this with us?"

As soon as the words fell, Mi Sicheng bowed to Zhao Shenbi in front of many Yuanying monks, "On the ferry that day, I have to thank Xiaoyou for taking action, otherwise my Tianmen will suffer heavy losses, and even my precious disciple and elderly father will probably die here." ”

After Zhao Shenbi was stunned for a moment, he also returned the salute with his fists, but he was graceful, neither humble nor arrogant.

Everyone looked at this Donglin Sect Daozi who rose like a comet, and their hearts were full of complicated feelings.

Although he is not relying on his own strength at the moment, he has indeed obtained the qualification to be on an equal footing with these Yuanying monks in a certain sense.

Even to a large extent, today, at the time of defeat, between crises, at the moment of life and death, so many sects can come to help and turn things around, all because of his handwriting, grass snake gray line, and thousands of miles of veins.

A peck and a drink, it is not predetermined.

If it weren't for Zhao Shenbi's actions, who have repeatedly been kind to others, I am afraid that even if the sect is destroyed today, no one is willing to help.

On the earth, the army composed of tens of thousands of monks of the sect under the command of Gao Lu, after killing thousands of monks of the Donglin Sect and leaving behind a sea of blood and hatred that could not be washed away, finally began to retreat one after another, losing all the momentum, like a lost dog, being killed all the way and fleeing.

And in mid-air, with tears in the eyes of the golden-armored giant incarnated by Gao Yu, after completely killing Gao Xuan, who had already become a puppet, he gradually established a victory.

Huge ships crumbled under the rain of arrows, wailing everywhere.

Those few Yuanying power, who did not hesitate to bet on the fate of the sect and fought for Gaolu, saw that the general trend had gone at this moment, and they were also sincerely afraid in their hearts, and their faces were like ashes.

Especially the three remaining ancestors of the Blood Luo Sect were like falling clouds, and they couldn't accept this ending at all.

Zhao Shenbi took a step forward, and his arm surged with incomparably majestic power, like a chicken, pulling Gao Lu out of the dragon chair and lifting it up fiercely, not allowing him to resist in the slightest.

His eyes flashed with violent murderous intent, and he said extremely coldly: "Gao Lu, do you know why you lost?"

There was silence all around, and no one dared to come forward to protect Gao Lu, but they all subconsciously took a step back.

Zhao Shenbi sneered: "Have you seen it? What you use has always been to convince people with force and use tempting means to drive everyone to fight for you. I have to say that you and Gao Yu are really too much worse. There is a lot of help for the righteous, and little help for the unjust, which is the reason why my Donglin Sect has persisted until now and turned defeat into victory. ”

Gao Lu, who was caught in Zhao Shenbi's hand, was already pale and looked like an appointment, but at this moment, his face suddenly showed a hint of hideousness, "Is it?"

His eyes flashed red, and he roared sharply: "Senior! I have forced out all his means! I beg my seniors to take action!"

Heaven and earth shook.

An extremely dangerous premonition rose from Zhao Shenbi's heart, enveloping him like the most terrifying nightmare in his heart, causing him to let go of Gao Lu immediately, and his body retreated backwards.

The rest of the people's faces changed wildly, without the slightest hesitation, they flew backwards completely instinctively, and their expressions were solemn to the extreme.

A young man with a pale face as pale as paper slowly tore open the space and stepped out of the void.

The young man was haunted by grievances, and his face was indifferent, like a god on high, and he looked down on all the monks present, as if he were looking at ants.

Only when he looked at Zhao Shenbi did he suddenly become extremely solemn.

A stream of Dao rhyme full of death breath circulated in him, making people's body and soul wither and wither, and he couldn't give birth to the slightest sense of confrontation.

Looking at the space behind him that was constantly being bridged, the Frog Jiao King's face turned pale, "Divine Realm!"

The young man twisted his neck, stared at Zhao Shenbi directly, and grinned at the corners of his mouth to reveal a cruel smile, "Lord Lu, I finally found you." ”

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