The smoke rises, and the sky is like a rainbow.

The clouds kill the sky, the falling feathers, the lord of the Lou Xing family and the king of Fei Yu, as well as Jun Rao Tian and Jun Yun, rush to the ethereal peak of Lou Xing.

Begin to integrate the talents of the two races, and learn ethereal supernatural powers.

The rest of the people, led by Silvermane, began to gather all the forces that could be gathered, and began to set up a formation in front of the Divine Underworld.

The aura of the Divine Netherworld has moved, and there is only one layer of seal left, and I am afraid that I don't have the ability to suppress the undead inside.

They have to make sure that before Cloud Slayer and Falling Feather learn the ethereal supernatural powers.

The undead who can resist this god's underworld.

Fight to prevent them from harming the entire continent.

There is little green smoke, and it is already what should be a scorching summer.

At this time, here, there is a cold sound and tension.

In the air that was almost tense, the situation that the big war was imminent at any time made everyone's hearts rush and wait in fear.

"Poseidon's, you are in charge of the southeast......"

"Yes."

"Ice Saint, there are your men and horses in the northwest......"

"Okay."

"Futaba Castle's ......"

Silvermane is full of majesty, patrolling again and again, and constantly reinforced.

As more and more masters of the Five Sects gathered here, the camp on this side was also quite a little smaller.

But see this god outside the underworld on the tripartite realm.

The masters of the Five Sects and Wangtianya and their Earth Demon Fire were arranged into seven camps, and they surrounded the exit of the Divine Underworld.

The barriers are clear, and they are ready to fight.

"Xiaohong, Xiaoyin's, phew, what a bullshit name, when will Xiaoyin's army of ten thousand beasts arrive?" Silvermane nodded and turned to look at Red.

Xiao Yin had already rushed to the Warcraft Forest and gathered its Warcraft army.

In this all-out war, how can they be without their army of ten thousand beasts.

Xiaohong estimated the time, it should be there today.

"That's good, the undead are Warcraft, and we are also Warcraft, I don't believe that we can't fight to die if we live." Silvermane's seriousness and arrogance.

That is, who is afraid of whom.

Xiaohong waved his fist, everyone is a monster, and he doesn't believe that he can't fight to death.

"Yes, they are strong, and we are not weak." The Seagod Sect Master on the side nodded heavily.