Looking at the really small appearance, it seemed a little empty, Zihuan subconsciously stepped forward and wanted to reach out to hold her arm, but was preempted by Xiao Congee.

Belch......

Someone is faster than him? Zihuan stretched out her hand, only to feel extremely embarrassed, she looked at Xiao Congee's face again, and she couldn't hide her boredom.

Xiao Congee also looked at Zihuan, but felt that she was a good person, since she was a good friend, she should also express kindness, so she grinned at her.

As everyone knows, when he smiled, Zihuan looked even more annoyed, and turned his head directly.

"Zhuo! Forever! Think! ”

The divine sense quickly swept into the mirror crystal that popped up in the real little, and the hair on the top of Wan Shuirong's head almost stood up, and her eyes were bloodied as she stared at the figure on the ground, almost pinching the crystal in her hand directly!

Scum!

If it weren't for the mirror crystal replicating the breath image that could not be faked, it would be impossible for Wan Shuirong to believe the really small statement at this time, because this is too ridiculous!

If it weren't for the ferocity of the war beast of the really small contract, if it weren't for Zhou Zhou's timely arrival, if it weren't for her cultivation of the spiritual way, it would be the two of them who would be unlucky today!

"Ahh Yes! Ahhh ”

Awakened by Wan Shuirong's almost burning coercion, Zhuo Yongsi looked around in horror!

Why has the entire dome of the thaumaturgical secret realm been lifted? Why are Zihuan and Wanzun standing here!

"I'm going to kill you brute!" Wan Shuirong's chest rose and fell violently!

What the hell is this Holy Sword?!

How could this be a holy sword?

At this time, the mood is even stronger than the previous little murderous intent. After all, Wan Shuirong was originally an impulsive temper!

"Ten thousand lives, I ...... I'm still useful! Seeing that Wan Shuirong was holding a mirror crystal in her hand at this time, Zhuo Yongsi immediately understood that he was finished!

"Get out!"

At this moment, the sky swept through Wu Hefeng's iron-blooded shout.

At this time, only Zhen Xiaoxiao and the others were still standing alone in the secret territory of Heart Cultivation, and the elder disciples of the entire East Hall had completed their assembly, divided into four echelons, and followed closely behind Wu Hefeng.

Although most of the strong people left the mountain gate a year or two ago to train themselves in a more difficult environment, the whole team is still spectacular!

It was so vast that it occupied half of the sky, the beasts roared and the birds chirped, and the swords resounded.

After all, the East Hall is one of the top sects in the entire Dongling.

Boom Boom!

With the final rallying sound.

The peaks of the main peaks spewed glow, and the ancestors of the East Temple, who had been closed for many years, came out one after another, some of them could still be called by their names, and some of them were unfamiliar, because old age had corroded their youthful demeanor.

Not only are these disciples rarely have the opportunity to glimpse the East Hall Taishangzu, but there are also a large number of white coffins, flying out from the peak of the sect master, around Wu Hefeng, forming two white jade-like coffin bridges, because of the large number, so the span is very large, looking from a distance, as if accompanying the dragon!

What is this secret method?

The vast majority of the disciples of the East Hall didn't know what these coffins meant, could it be that the elder sect masters, in order to show their determination to protect the East Spirit, had already prepared their own afterlife?

As soon as I thought of this, there was a sense of tragedy in the sky above the team assembled in the sky!

"Master ......"

With a feeling in her heart, Wan Shuirong's eyes followed one of the white coffins closely, her throat and eyes were salty and spicy, and she knew in her heart that once it was time to use these frozen ancestors, it would be Dong Ling...... At the time of the Holocaust!

For the first time in the conscription, Lao Wu called the coffin out, and probably the situation of the broken kamikaze wall was more serious than he imagined.

Thinking of this, Wan Shuirong strangled Zhuo Yongsi's hand, and finally paused.