In the underworld, the seven Zuo Chunqiu looked coldly at Yan Chuan and his party in front of the central hall!

"Yin hate, you finally can't escape today!" Zuo Chunqiu showed a sneer.

Zombie Yan Chuan said: "Zuo Chunqiu, I am very curious, you want to kill the Chongtong clan of the same clan to increase yourself, then, the people of your Zuo family are dead, will your strength increase?"

"Hmph, who said that the rest of the Zuo family also has the blood of the Heavy Pupil Clan?" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

"Oh?" the zombie Yan Chuan was slightly stunned.

"The rest of the Zuo family was just adopted by me at the beginning. So I'm the only one with a double pupil!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

As he spoke, he looked at the square and said, "Don't talk nonsense, Yan Chuan, you and Yin Hatian, prepare to die!"

Zombie Yan Chuan sneered slightly: "Who dies is not certain! Saint, in the past Tongtian Territory, I look at your strength, after mobilizing the power of the general trend of heaven and earth, it is the peak of the eleventh heaven of the ancestral immortal, compared to the twelve heavens, it is still one line behind!"

"So what? I have seven! Not long after, there will be ten more in the yang world!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

"Have you forgotten, the ghost of the Netherworld Sea was also the Eleventh Heaven of the Ancestral Immortals at the beginning!" Yan Chuan said coldly.

"It's the same eleventh heaven, how can he compare with me?" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

Ghost Rulai is only the first to enter the eleventh heaven of the ancestral immortal, and Zuo Chunqiu mobilizes the power of the general trend of heaven and earth, which is already the peak of the eleventh heaven, which is only one line worse than the twelve heavens.

"Yes, he is not as good as you, but this is not the Netherworld Sea, this is my Dazhen, my home field! The people of the world listen to the order, I need your strength, raise your right hand, and borrow my strength!" Yan Chuan shouted.

Above the sea of luck clouds, the statue of Yan Chuan suddenly turned into an eighteen-clawed golden dragon of luck luck.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon roared with an earth-shattering roar, and Yan Chuan's voice quickly followed the sound of the dragon's groan, and spread to the Fourteenth Territory of the Netherworld.

Today's Dazhen is no longer what it used to be, even if there are still hundreds of people who are unwilling, but more than half of them are enough.

"The voice of the Holy King?"

"Raise your right hand!"

"Who the hell is the Holy King fighting against? It can't be a Saint, right?"

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Amidst countless voices of curiosity, countless cultivators raised their right hands, and their strength was instantly drained.

Then, endless golden energy from all directions rushed straight towards Great Qin City.

"Aang!"

The eighteen-clawed golden dragon with a long groan, dragging countless forces from all over the world, went straight to the zombie Yan Chuan.

Zombie Yan Chuan opened his arms.

"Bang!"

A pair of huge dragon bone giant wings emerged, spitting out two blood-colored fangs, and instantly merged with the eighteen-clawed Qi Luck Golden Dragon.

"Boom!"

The sky above the entire Great Qin City was shaking, and the rolling storm swept away from the zombie Yan Chuan in all directions.

"The trend of the world?" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

Seven left spring and autumn, all showing disdain.

Even if you mobilize the momentum of the world, so what?

"Extinguish!"

One of them, Zuo Chunqiu, slapped at the zombie Yan Chuan.

With a palm carrying the power of the great power of heaven and earth, the void was suddenly beaten into countless fragments.

"Roar!"

Zombie Yan Chuan instantly rushed towards that Zuo Chunqiu.

"Boom!"

The strong body slammed into Zuo Chunqiu's giant palm, and the giant palm trembled violently, collapsed and scattered.

"Ancestral Immortal Seven Heavens, mobilizing the momentum of the Great Zhen World, the strength has actually reached this level?" Zuo Chunqiu's eyes were cold.

"Humph!"

The zombie Yan Chuan's wings flapped, and his body was like a streamer again, rushing straight into the Zuo Chunqiu group.

Staring at a Zuo Chunqiu, the zombie Yan Chuan slapped it violently, and in the palm of his hand, a pitch-black evil aura slammed into the palm of a Zuo Chunqiu.

"Boom!"

The two of them palmed each other, and Zuo Chunqiu's figure retreated suddenly.

"That's a lot of strength!" said Zuo Chunqiu in surprise.

Although the zombie Yan Chuan is powerful, so strong that he is comparable to himself, but Yan Chuan's foundation is too thin after all, there are only seven heavens, and now he can only suppress one Zuo Chunqiu at most, but here, there is more than one, a total of seven.

"Let's shoot together!" Zuo Chunqiu shouted.

"Good!"

"Boom!"

A group of Zuo Chunqiu fought towards the zombie Yan Chuan together.

And at this moment, above the sea of clouds of luck, one by one the idols suddenly turned into golden dragons, and quickly rushed into the place of the great ministers below.

"Boom!"

The first is Bai Qi.

Shrouded in luck, Bai Qi stepped out and rushed to the battlefield.

"Kill the golden body!" Bai Qi shouted.

"Boom!"

Bai Qi Zhou Che, suddenly a golden giant shrouded, Bai Qi merged with it, and the big knife in his hand slashed towards a saint not far away.

Bai Qi slashed fiercely, tearing through the void, and instantly appeared on the back of a saint.

The saint was besieging Yan Chuan, and suddenly his back struck, and the hairs on his whole body exploded. Turning his head, a sword blocked it.

"Boom!"

The swords collided, and the void suddenly slammed into a large area of shattered space.

Bai Qi returned in vain, but the saint on the opposite side failed to suppress Bai Qi.

"What? impossible, how can you improve your strength so much?" exclaimed a Zuo Chunqiu.

I remember the last time I fought against the ghost Rulai, Bai Qi's strength was barely able to parry a ten-day Rulai. But now, Bai Qi's power has actually reached the trick

How can this be?

"Kill the golden body!" Wang Jian and Meng Tian shouted.

The two of them, Zhou Che, also each appeared a giant shroud, like Bai Qi, but it was one point weaker than Bai Qi's Killing Dao Golden Body.

Meng Yi, Jin Dayu, and King Gai You, each of them are in harmony with the way of heaven. A ferocious aura gushed out.

Da Zhen's peerless fierce generals brazenly surrounded one of the saints.

"How long has it been since you have gained so much in strength?" exclaimed the saint.

"I'll wait for the generals of Dazhen, besiege and kill you as a saint, you should also be satisfied!" Bai Qi said coldly.

In the past Tongtian Territory, the space-time arena arranged by Hongjun has been enough for this group of fierce generals to go one step further in a hundred years.

"Boom!"

A group of fierce generals slaughtered the saint with a bang.

The sudden appearance of the great fierce general made the faces of Zuo Chunqiu change.

"I can't help myself!"

Suddenly, another saint turned around and wanted to destroy Bai Qi and the others.

"Soldier's Heavenly Vein, Break the Sky!" suddenly a loud cry came from a valley not far away.

"Boom!"

A vast heavenly path soars straight above the nine heavens, the heavenly vein of soldiers.

Under the breaking of the sky, the heavenly veins of the soldiers seemed to be divided into two, one still rushing straight into the nine skies, and the other was slashing down vertically, straight towards that saint.

The sudden threat made the saint's face change. In a hurry, the saint quickly blocked it with his sword.

"Boom!"

The Celestial Vein of the Soldier struck a blow and collided with it, and the void once again shook violently.

The saint took a step back and looked in surprise at the valley not far away.

In the valley, a black-robed man looked at the saint coldly: "Your opponent is us!"

The black-robed man, the master of the Great Zhen Heavenly Pavilion, is lonely and invincible.

Behind Dugu Invincible, followed by a group of sword cultivators, they rushed towards the saint together in a step.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the saint bi was left from the battlefield.

The saints who besieged Yanchuan lost two in the blink of an eye.

Zuo Chunqiu's face was ugly for a while.

"Leave them alone, the others are besieging and killing Yan Chuan, you, go and kill Yin Hatian!" Zuo Chunqiu shouted.

"Good!"

"Whew!"

One of the saints stepped towards the central nave.

Yin hattian frowned. But it was Guiguzi who stepped out.

"The fourteenth territory of Dazhen, the dragon veins in the world, only I call it!" Guiguzi waved his hand.

"Aang!"

In the middle of the earth, there was a sudden sound of a huge dragon groan.

A golden dragon broke through the ground and headed straight for the saint in an instant.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon and the saint collided violently, and the entire Great Qin City was slammed.

Guiguzi stepped forward and stepped directly on the top of the golden dragon's head.

"Your opponent is me now!" Guiguzi sneered.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon roared, and instantly rushed towards the saint.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Three huge collisions in succession drove the saint away.

"Aang!"

With a swing of the dragon's tail, Guiguzi left the saint from Daqin City.

The golden dragon traveled close to the ground, in all directions, and countless feng shui masters quickly manipulated the dragon qi of the four directions, pouring it into the golden dragon for Guiguzi to call the enemy.

In the blink of an eye, the three saints were blocked by the Great Zhen.

In the distance, Zuo Chunqiu's face was ugly for a while.

"Go, go to another one, kill Yin Hatian first, as long as he dies, my strength will skyrocket immediately!" Zuo Chunqiu's body shouted.

"Yes!"

Again, a saint rushed towards Great Qin City.

"Meow! Heavenly Dao!" Meow shouted, and suddenly three thousand Heavenly Dao appeared behind him.

"Meow, don't do what your husband says!" Zizi said immediately.

"Meow!" Meow nodded unwillingly.

And at this moment, a group of people appeared again. Occupies twelve directions.

White Emperor Tian, Ao Dong, Ma Wang, Ram Ben Lei, Pheasant Queen, Dog God, and eighteen ancestral immortals, each released their own momentum, and the way of heaven soared to the sky.

Among them, the White Emperor Heaven and other Great Zhen National Beast Supremes, for a while, there were countless evil qi all over their bodies.

The other eighteen ancestral immortals, each in groups of three, form twelve groups.

"All the gods are in a great array!" meow shouted.

"Boom!"

The strong men rushed straight to the flying saint.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a huge formation like a black whirlwind was formed, rolling violently and straight into the sky, and in the high sky, dark clouds rolled, and the anger rushed straight forward, even shattering the void above.

A shocking force pressed in all directions.

Mo Yuxi, Zhao Afang, and Meow Meow stepped in.

"Meow, let me invoke the light of endless doom!" Zhao Afang shouted.

"Meow, no problem!" meowth exclaimed.

"The tail of reincarnation!" Mo Yuxi shouted in the big array.

"Boom!"

At the place of the great array, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the ground below.

"What kind of formation is this?" exclaimed in the distance, Zuo Chunqiu's body.

The saints in the interior were naturally even more horrified. He could see that this formation was incomplete, or rather, it was not a mixed element, but in this way, the formation gave him boundless pressure, and a feeling of shattering heaven and earth surged straight into his heart.

On the other side, Yan Chuan's opponent was only three Zuo Chunqiu left in the blink of an eye, and the pressure naturally decreased instantly.