The moment the Wudao Sword is taken off, the system-limited right to use it expires.

The sword turned into a brilliant star and disappeared into heaven and earth.

And before it disappears, it also swings its last line.

The more than thirty Dao gods who rushed up to snatch this sword became its last sound.

These Dao Gods are not the Thousand Abyss Holy Lords, and there is no Holy Realm to contend with.

In the face of the Daoless Sword, they were vulnerable to attack.

Easily split in two, dead thoroughly.

It was only at this time that Brother Cheng finally came to his senses.

Looking at the falling corpse, he was confused for a moment, what happened?

Although the situation has not yet been figured out, the instinct to snatch the spoils of war is deep in the bone marrow.

Before the bodies of these people hit the ground, they were swept away by him at the speed of light.

Then, he finally realized that there was a more serious problem - the bracelet with the sword was broken, and the Daoless Sword was gone.

"I finally got stuck in a bug, who lost Lao Tzu's sword?"

In front of thousands of Dao gods, this brother was furious, and the spittle stars flew out.

"Who?"

"Who did that?"

"What a big slot! Brother just rescued you, will this be revenge? ”

"Is there still a conscience? Is there still a royal law? ”

"Can you be a little more particular about what you do?"

"Ahh I despise you! ”

was so roared by him, and the more than 2,000 Dao gods present were stunned.

I almost didn't come back to my senses for a while.

Mo Feng behind him was full of anxiety.

Big brother, take it easy!

You are on the side of the Celestial Clan, and now this is the hinterland of the Immortal Clan, and you have no Daoless Sword.

Where does your confidence come from?

Those Dao gods on the other side really didn't make a move on Jiang Cheng.

On the one hand, they had just been plundered by the Thousand Abyss Holy Lord of a part of their own Dao, and they were not in a good state at the moment.

On the other hand, Jiang Cheng already had hundreds of old acquaintances standing beside him.

And in the end, the Holy Emperor, who was the leader of the Immortal Clan, did not kill Jiang Cheng before leaving, nor did he say that he would be executed.

This detail, they had to think about it.

"Ahem, Jiang Daoyou, thank you this time!"

"We will remember your favors, but if the two armies face each other in the future, we still can't help ourselves."

Some people drifted away.

Others vented their anger on the people of the Holy Land Gate.

Others ...... He had already followed Jiang Cheng to the various treasure houses of the Holy Land.

Brother Cheng didn't have time to listen to these people's nonsense at all, he was busy.

It took him a long time to finally join forces with tens of thousands of other immortals to empty the Tongxu Holy Land.

At this point, the four holy lands of the Immortal Clan have officially become three.

"Alas, it's a big loss to watch the battle this time."

Brother Cheng looked at his empty left hand, inexplicably a little melancholy.

"What's the point of losing my love and giving me more things outside of my body?"

Mo Feng and Silent Cloud Tianlin and others in the rear were powerless to complain.

You are so discouraged and discouraged now, so why are you more active and professional than anyone else when you are looking for the treasure house of the sect just now?

However, if they thought about it carefully, if they got the Daoless Sword and lost it, their mentality would definitely collapse even more.

That's the ultimate treasure of heaven.

"Master Jiang mourns."

Mo Feng patted him on the shoulder and comforted him dryly.

"By the way, what's next for you?"

"Are we going to follow you?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, these people openly stood with him today, which was basically equivalent to revealing their identities.

It's not easy to mix up on the side of the immortals.

"In this case, you will follow me in the future, and let's form a team in the Heavenly Realm."

"It's called the Flying Immortal League, and it's convenient for my disciples to find it."

When the people heard this, they praised it one after another.

"I'm waiting for you to say that."

"Everyone has been waiting to hug your thighs!"

"It's stable now, even if you can't win the god position, at least you won't die in the heavenly realm."

Jiang Cheng had made up his mind, so he left the Tongxu Holy Land with hundreds of Dao gods.

Everyone first returned to their respective sects, some disbanded on the spot, some gave way on the spot, and some took the disciples directly to Brother Cheng.

And after making a name for themselves, other old acquaintances scattered all over the immortal clan also came to vote.

Half a month later, Brother Cheng finished eating the broken spirit tablets, and his spiritual intent reached the tenth level of the heavenly level.

And everyone came back to rendezvous.

The team has grown to as many as 600,000, and there are more than 300 Dao gods.

It's just that more than seventy percent of these Dao gods were just inconspicuous Venerable Heavenly Venerables and Supreme Venerables before.

And among these people, there are still no former disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect.

In a sea more than a billion miles away from the boundary of the Heavenly Clan, they found a cave heaven and earth blessing.

Everyone showed their magical powers, and laid various prohibitions and formations around them.

Jiang Cheng also got busy.

A large palace complex was built out of thin air on the sea, which was kind of a temporary headquarters.

He personally inscribed the three big characters of the Flying Immortal Alliance, and he nodded contentedly.

The people behind him are naturally sycophants.

This temporary alliance was thus established.

In fact, even without Jiang Cheng, these more than three hundred Dao gods gathered together would already be an extremely powerful force.

On the Immortal Clan's side, apart from the other three holy lands, there is no other sect that can compete with it.

Completely self-protecting.

It's just that they didn't dare to reveal their identities before, and most of them didn't have any friendship with each other, so they couldn't get in touch.

Jiang Cheng's appearance can be regarded as giving them a bond to join forces.

After settling down here, he planned to go back to the Moon Ring Dynasty to get a reward.

Although he failed to kill the Holy Emperor this time, he finally found out a lot of information, and he completed part of the mercenary task.

But he had just left the sky above the Flying Immortal Alliance, and the purple heart crystal in his heart was restless again.

"What's going on?"

"Why is the heart of God reacting again?"

This time, the reaction came from the side of the immortal clan behind him.

This made him a little confused by the second monk.

"What the hell is going on?"

He walked all the way, and this time he didn't fly far before he approached his destination.

It was a deep valley surrounded by mountains.

He could clearly feel that something was calling to him.

"What is it?"

"Could it be that some other son of God who has received the part of God is calling?"

Just as he was wondering, another figure approached in the distance.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be Zhiyu.

"Jiang Cheng!"

"So you're calling us?"

Zhiyu, who received the right hand of the gods, has not changed much from the beginning.

After seeing him, the girl smiled kindly.

Jiang Cheng felt that this girl seemed to have misunderstood something.

"I didn't call you, did I?"

I was also attracted to it.

But at this time, Zhiyu had already begun to praise him.

"I heard about you some time ago, you're so good!"

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

With this boast, Brother Cheng put the doubts just now behind him and skillfully pretended to be forced.

"Winning awards is just a trivial achievement."