Chapter 465: This Must Be an Illusion

"Good! Ok, good, good! Yin Hong applauded again and again.

Such a military appearance, such a military posture, such a neat appearance, is obviously well-trained!

It's just that when he swept his eyes to the side, he found that Aunt Jiufeng and Uncle Kunpeng were long gone.

He naturally knew in his heart that they should have already set off separately.

Among the people of the Feng clan, only Xuanniao was present.

This made him a little confused.

"Xuanniao, a member of the Feng Clan?"

"Great handful, my Yu clan is all over the Three Realms, and it is a bit difficult to summon all of them within three days. Therefore, I can only send all the brothers out and gather them in all directions of the four continents and the eight wildernesses of the sea. โ€

"In time?" Yin Hong was a little suspicious, and secretly said that he was a little inconsiderate.

"Don't worry, the general, let them complete the summoning, and rush directly to Kunlun Mountain to join the army, the problem should not be very big."

"Oh, okay."

Yin Hong nodded his head very perfunctorily.

After all, right now, he doesn't care about whether the Yu clan can all be together.

At this time, in the distant mountain pass, the colorful fairy rhyme came in a curling way, shaking people's eyes a little unable to open.

Everyone looked back.

It was the dragon army that carried the sedan chair.

At this time, a large dragon clan phalanx slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The green dragon, the white dragon, the red dragon, the golden dragon, the black dragon, all kinds of different dragon clans, carrying the creation blue lotus that exudes a strong chaotic aura, rushed crookedly.

Obviously, after only three days of drills, they still can't be completely handy.

Until they carried Qinglian and came to Yin Hong, the black lines on Yin Hong's face were already all over the sky.

Although this is very stylish, the proficiency of this sedan chair is too low-grade.

"That's what you've been doing for three days?" Yin Hong glanced disapprovingly at the two dragon kings led by him.

This frightened the two dragon kings, and the three souls suddenly lost their seven spirits.

The two of them hurriedly turned into human forms and came to Yin Hong, "Lord... Lord... The dragons did their best. Eighty-one real dragons carry sedan chairs, some fast and some slow, and they are crowded in a heap, but they are not very easy to coordinate. โ€

"Idiot! Who let you learn the Nine Dragons of the old man? Eighty-one dragons, forming the shape of the lotus receptacle, and then using the dragon qi as a guide, dragging the green lotus, looking from a distance, like a big lotus dragging a small lotus, isn't this good? โ€

"This?" The two dragon kings looked at each other, "Try?" โ€

"Try it!"

Soon, after another adjustment.

Ninety-nine eighty-one true dragons formed a huge lotus flower, and finally held up the green lotus steadily.

From a distance, it looked like an ethereal lotus flower, dragging the huge chaotic green lotus.

Moreover, this void lotus flower exudes an incomparably condensed dragon aura.

just held up Qinglian out of thin air, giving people a beautiful feeling.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Yin Hong finally showed a satisfied smile.

This is still the inspiration he got from the drone performance in his memory.

It's just that the drone has become these ninety-nine-eighty-one real dragons.

"Good! Great, that's all! Yin Hong clapped his palms and encouraged with satisfaction, "Okay, other members of the Dragon Clan, join the ranks!" โ€

As Yin Hong's words fell, the remaining nearly 10,000 members of the Dragon Clan fled to the side of the divine soldiers they had chosen.

In an instant, the Ten Thousand Dragoons appeared in front of him.

These dragon riders are all standard!

Yin Hong, who watched it, smiled even more, and was not satisfied.

Well, according to the original plan!

"Let's go!"

Yin Hong waved his hand, full of pride!

Just, suddenly.

The guys in the crowd, led by Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming, took a step forward.

"Wait, Vice-Professor!"

Yin Hong was stunned for a moment, not knowing what these guys wanted to do, and hurriedly said, "What's the matter?" โ€

Are you kidding, I'm going to send troops!

Disrupting one's rhythm at this time is already considered to disturb the morale of the army.

"I... We... I just received news from the teacher, and the master asked us to go with him to participate. Say yes, don't make you look too eye-catching. โ€

"Too... Too eye-catching? At this moment, Yin Hong was obviously stunned.

It's time like this, when will you pretend if you don't pretend?

Still too eye-catching?

What the master wants is to pierce the eyes!

Overwhelm them in momentum first!

At this time, don't be too eye-catching for your master, what do you mean?

Tear it down?

"My brother Bao, why don't we come and talk to me directly?"

"Hey... Associate Professor, don't worry about it. The master will definitely not cheat you. Besides, they are three clear, but they are still brothers on the surface. If we are openly on your side, he will not be able to explain it. And what the Master means is that let's act when the opportunity arises. Don't show your edge too much, after all, today is also the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. When the time comes, all kinds of great powers of the Three Realms will gather. Master, let us be low-key, low-key, and low-key! โ€

"Poofโ€”"

Yin Hong was almost blown up when he heard it.

Low profile?

I'm a salted fish, and I've been low-key all my life.

It's rare to want to be high-profile now, why is it so difficult?

"Forget it, you just listen to Brother Bao..."

Hearing this, the people who intercepted the sect and others didn't say much, and they directly escaped out of the Divine Domain space.

And their login point happens to be the interception of the teaching, and they have to rush back and forth.

It's just that when those of them who have disappeared for five years appear in the Interception Dojo.

The Tongtian Peak Dojo, which was originally constantly gathering disciples, was directly fried!

"Poof!"

"This breath !!"

"St. ... Sage? One... Two... Three..."In an instant, the disciples who were assembling in the audience were directly stunned.

Not to mention them, even the Tongtian Dao people who were sitting majestically on the stage were all unstable and almost sat on the ground.

I exclaimed in my heart, what is the situation?

Is this a stab at Hongmeng's lair?

Otherwise, where would there be so much Hongmeng purple qi to provide the holy position?

No, no! It must be that I've been worrying about that little brother's affairs lately, and I've been working too hard and hallucinating!

Yes, it must be so! It must be so!

Close your eyes, concentrate, meditate...

Tongtian silently wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and began to breathe quietly.

It's just that the more he breathes, the more he feels the breath of those saints, closer and more real.

Finally, a crisp and pleasant voice broke into Tongtian's ears.

"Master, you pig thief! What about pretending? โ€

Those who dare to speak so closely, up and down the sect, who else can there be except for Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.

And after feeling the breath of the saint from the Golden Spirit, it is absolutely true.

Tongtian's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.

I roared in my heart: No! This must be an illusion! The old man must be overthinking!

"No, demons! This is definitely a demon in the heart, Rahu is so restless, even the heart of this seat dares to disturb! โ€

"Demons, if you want to make a comeback? No way! โ€

And just when Tongtian muttered.

Another voice like a silver bell came from his ears.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with Master? What are the gods babbling, what are you reading? โ€

The person who came was none other than the little sister who was a little curious in the audience - Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit.