"Jun Lingtian, you can't stop us. ”

Tu Xiaotian, Taiyuan Zhangjiao, and the Lord of Spring and Autumn all have imperial soldiers in hand, and they join forces to deal with Jun Lingtian, Jun Lingtian is obviously not an opponent, and the social map is constantly trembling.

"Break free from here. ”

Jun Lingtian's expression was extremely dignified, and he could only grit his teeth and insist.

Although the Jiangshan Pen and the Shejitu are artifacts, his strength is not enough, and he can't give full play to the true power of the Jiangshan Pen and the Shejitu, Tu Xiaotian, Taiyuan Zhangjiao, and the Lord of the Spring and Autumn Period have imperial soldiers in their hands, and their combat power is not much weaker than him.

It can only be blocked for a moment.

The battle continued, the heavenly thunder continued to fall from the sky, and Long Yan paid attention to the entire battlefield, his expression was still solemn.

With the arrival of the three quasi-emperors of the three major forces, the prison and Jun Lingtian were all contained, and without these two combat powers, the powerhouses of the three major forces were freed up, and the pressure on the True Yang Gate and the Jiuxiao Dynasty was much greater.

He blessed five times his combat power, and he could only let the Heavenly Rank threaten the Shattered Realm, which was also his limit.

Time passed slowly, the Zhenyangmen and the Jiuxiao Dynasty suffered heavy losses, the disciples in the sect suffered countless casualties, and they had been suppressed by the three major forces, if it went on like this, it would not take half a day, and the Zhenyangmen and the Jiuxiao Dynasty would definitely fail miserably.

..................

True Yang Gate.

As long as the disciples who have reached the strength of the Martial God have already gone to Qianshan Town, the True Yang Gate is definitely in the most empty state.

Whoosh ......

In the morning, several wind-breaking sounds sounded one after another, and a total of nine black-clothed people appeared outside the True Yang Gate, the strength of these black-clothed people was not weak, the lowest were all cultivators of the Nirvana Realm, and the leader was an old man, whose breath was incomparably profound, and he was obviously a quasi-emperor.

"This is the True Yang Gate, trespassers, no mercy!"

Outside the mountain gate of the True Yang Gate, more than a dozen disciples discovered the nine black-clothed people for the first time, and one of the disciples immediately scolded.

At this time, the powerhouses of the True Yang Gate all went to Qianshan Town, and they couldn't relax.

"Miss's order, destroy the True Yang Gate!"

The quasi-emperor led by him said in a deep voice, his voice was very cold, giving people the feeling of being in the cold winter wax moon.

"Yes!"

The eight men in black nodded respectfully, and then flew towards the True Yang Gate.

One of the black-clothed men slashed out with one palm, and the power of the Nirvana Realm went towards the dozen or so True Yang Sect disciples.

"Fight with them!"

Although the dozen or so True Yang Sect disciples knew that they were not opponents, they did not flinch, and they all took out the Dao weapons in their hands and began to fight back.

Woohoo......

At the last moment, more than a dozen rattans pierced out of the void, directly entangled those True Yang Sect disciples, and led them out of place.

"Bang!"

The palm print fell, and the ground was directly blasted out of a big pit, with such power, the Jedi could shoot the dozen or so disciples of the True Yang Sect into meat pies.

"Be careful, this is the Panlong Ancestral Tree, which has been cultivated to the Ancient Emperor realm. ”

Your quasi-emperor reminded the old man, obviously he knows the True Yang Gate very well, and knows that the True Yang Gate is guarded by the Panlong Ancestral Tree.

At this time, the eight black-clothed men also stopped, and they didn't dare to underestimate the Panlong Ancestral Tree.

Zhenyangmen is the dojo of the Panlong Ancestral Tree, and here, the Panlong Ancestral Tree is definitely not as simple as the Ancient Emperor.

The void in front of him distorted, and a human face woven of tree vines appeared, which was none other than the Panlong Ancestral Tree.

"Benzu Dojo, retreat quickly!"

Panlong Zushu reprimanded.

"Panlong Zushu, you are just the Ancient Emperor, you are not our opponent, give you a chance to take the initiative to surrender. ”

The old man of the quasi-emperor looked at the Panlong Ancestral Tree, and there was a threat in his words.

"Benzu will say it one last time, if you don't leave, Benzu will not be polite. ”

The Panlong Ancestral Tree was not afraid of the threat of the Quasi-Emperor Old Man at all.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

A cold glint suddenly appeared in the eyes of the old man of the quasi-emperor, and then he said to the eight black-clothed people: "You guys act together to suppress it, and the heart of the ancestral tree must be brought back to the young lady." ”

"Yes!"

Immediately, the eight men in black attacked.

"Bang ......"

The battle began, and the Panlong Ancestral Tree also revealed its true face, the huge body of the tree covered the sky and the sun, and countless rattans danced wildly like tentacles, and the eight black-clothed people could not get close.

Eight people in black, three of them are ancient emperors, and the remaining five are all Nirvana realms, such a combination still can't help the Panlong Ancestral Tree.

If this was not the dojo of the Panlong Ancestral Tree, an ancient emperor would be enough to suppress the Panlong Ancestral Tree.

At this moment, everyone in the True Yang Gate was attracted by the huge tree body, and it was the first time they saw the Panlong Ancestral Tree, and no one expected that there would be such an existence in the True Yang Gate.

"Mother, what is that?"

In the courtyard, Yu Wufang looked at the Panlong Ancestral Tree, and his little mouth turned round in surprise.

"This is the Panlong Ancestral Tree. ”

Huangfu Yingying replied, and then introduced the Panlong Ancestral Tree to Yu Wufang.

"Is the Panlong Ancestral Tree so powerful?"

After listening to Huangfu Yingying's introduction, Yu Wufang was even more surprised: "This must have been brought back by my brother, my brother is so powerful!"

Huangfu Yingying smiled, and her eyes looked in the direction of Qianshan Town, at this moment, the True Yang Sect and the three major forces must have started a big battle, and she was worried about Long Yan.

Half an hour has passed, and the eight black-clothed men have exhausted their means, but they still can't help the Panlong Ancestral Tree.

At this moment, the quasi-emperor old man couldn't sit still, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the endless cold qi turned into a long sword, which was grabbed by him in his hand, and slashed towards the Panlong Ancestral Tree with a fierce sword, the cold air was cold, and everywhere he passed, the space was frozen, and the ice particles visible to the naked eye appeared in the void.

Emperor Zhun made a move, Panlong Ancestral Tree was obviously not an opponent, coupled with the siege of the eight black-clothed people, Panlong Ancestral Tree's aura became sluggish.

"Panlong Ancestral Tree, it's still too late for you to surrender!"

The old man of the quasi-emperor said in a cold voice.

"Just a quasi-emperor, don't be ashamed!"

As soon as the old man of the quasi-emperor finished speaking, a thick voice came from the depths of the True Yang Gate, and the voice pierced the sky.

This voice fell on the ears of the nine black-clothed people, and even the quasi-emperor old man's expression changed drastically.

"Emperor!"

This was their first reaction.

The coercive aura contained in that voice shook their primordial spirits.

"The plan has changed, withdraw quickly!"

The old man of the quasi-emperor let out a deep sigh, turned around and prepared to escape.

"The Burial Heaven Sect has repeatedly asked for trouble with the disciples of the Emperor, and today the Emperor will teach you a lesson!"

The voice sounded in the minds of the nine people again, and the last word fell, and the bodies of the nine people trembled at the same time, and then they fell from mid-air, and the breath of life began to dissipate, turning into corpses.

After the Panlong Ancestral Tree dragged the nine corpses away, he hid them again.

This scene fell in the eyes of the disciples of the True Yang Sect, and they all shocked the Panlong Ancestral Tree into a celestial, and they killed nine black-clothed people quietly, it was too strong!

Of course, they didn't know the truth, only Huangfu Yingying knew that it was not Panlong Zushu who made the shot.

(End of chapter)