The Lu Zhudao man appeared.

Or now it shouldn't be said that he is a land pressure Taoist, but a land pressure saint.

Although he is not a real saint, he is just a sub-saint, but he is also a meritorious saint.

It's not an exaggeration to call him a land pressure saint.

The two sides began to confront each other, with a majestic and murderous atmosphere.

Accusing each other and insulting each other.

However, both sides restrained themselves, because they also knew that it was not them who really decided the outcome of the battle.

It's their leader.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and others came to Chen Le's side, staring at the landing pressor, their eyes solemn and nervous.

Yang Jian once fought side by side with the Lu Zhudao people, and belonged to the camp of the Martial King.

Because of this, Yang Jian knew that the people of Lu Zhudao were powerful, and after the baptism of time and the blessing of the merits of the Great War of the Gods, the people of Lu Zhudao had become holy.

Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless.

Lu Zhudao smiled slightly, glanced at Yang Jian, and said, "At the beginning, the old man thought that you had a bright future in this future life, but he didn't expect that you would be so demonic, and you have become a high-level quasi-saint in just a few thousand years. ”

Yang Jian said: "There are many things that the predecessors couldn't think of, for example, the seniors couldn't imagine that we could survive this war." ”

Lu Zhudao shook his head and said, "It's too early, the old man hasn't made a move yet." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The atmosphere between the two sides instantly became solemn, Yang Jian held the Baolian lantern horizontally in front of him, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and pinching the seal with the other hand like a sword.

As long as his mind moved, the Baolian Lantern could fly out in an instant, and his three-pointed and two-edged knife could also be directly stabbed out.

The Monkey King next to him was also ready, holding a golden hoop stick, ready to shoot at any time.

The domineering momentum of the two of them alone was terrifying enough.

Lu Zhuan Daoist nodded, and said: "No wonder Prince Jin Wu can't beat you, obviously you only have a quasi-saint high-level cultivation, but you have cultivated the Great Ri Rulai True Scripture and the Tao Te Ching to the Great Completion, I'm afraid there are few people in the world who can do it, right?"

Sun Wukong mocked: "Then you guessed wrong, our Qingyun Mountain has cultivated the Great Ri Rulai True Scripture and the Tao Te Ching to the Great Completion, not less than one hand." ”

Lu Zhudao's eyes were a little shocked, and then he nodded with a smile, "Sure enough, it is Qingyun Mountain, which is full of demons, it seems that the old man's decision is correct, and your Qingyun Mountain must be weakened." ”

His strong words make people hate it.

Sun Wukong was even more angry, and sneered, carrying the golden hoop stick and pig waist directly.

Although he also knew that he couldn't beat the man in front of him, the last thing he lacked was fearless courage.

It was Chen Le who pressed his shoulder to stop him from acting recklessly.

Chen Le said: "Old Sun, there are many opportunities to do it, don't worry, it's going to be here for a while." ”

Lu Zhudao glanced at the manpower on his side and frowned, the number of dead and wounded was beyond his imagination.

If the fight continues, I am afraid that these people will eventually become cannon fodder.

Even if he dragged Chen Le back, it would be useless, and the situation returned to the beginning, and Chen Le still had Yuan Hong and these people on his side.

In other words, unless he dragged all the quasi-saint triumvirates of Qingyun Mountain, he would not be able to stop the military peak of Qingyun Mountain at all with other people.

But although he was full of confidence in himself, he didn't feel that with his own strength, he could suppress and beat Chen Le, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong.

In fact, he didn't make a move for so long, just to see how strong Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, and Chen Le were.

And he only saw the details of Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, and he knew it in his heart, as for Chen Le's strength and weakness, he still couldn't figure it out.

Because after Chen Le appeared on the stage, he pressed Hou Yi and You Xingtian with an absolute advantage, but he had not yet shown his full strength.

In other words, Chen Le's strength is far above these three people, so the Lu Zhudao people are under some pressure, guessing that Chen Le's combat power may have reached the peak of the quasi-saint.

If this is the case, he may not be able to completely suppress Chen Le alone, let alone count Yang Jian and Sun Wukong.

However, if he really fights alone, Chen Le will definitely not be his opponent, and he still has this confidence.

He could be sure of Chen Le's strength, or he had reached the peak of the quasi-saint, but he had not yet reached the sub-saint realm.

Not to mention that his strength as a sub-saint is comparable to that of a saint.

Lu Zhudao kept staring at Chen Le, and the three of them seemed to be thinking about whether to suppress the three giants by themselves and give the others a chance.

Then his eyes looked at Yuan Hong again, shook his head secretly, and sighed.

Yuan Hong is a quasi-saint high-level, and he also has a mastery of the laws of space, which is even more difficult than ordinary quasi-saint high-level.

And he glanced at the Golden Crow Prince again, and a nameless fire came out of his chest.

This unsuccessful guy has become a peak quasi-saint, and he is still so uncompromising, which disappoints him too much.

was defeated by Sun Wukong and Yang Jian together, and because of Chen Le's appearance, Dao Xin was a little unstable, and was even slightly injured by Sun Wukong and Yang Jian.

This made the nameless fire in the hearts of Lu Zhudao people, but in front of everyone, it was not good for him to directly accuse Prince Jinwu, because that would damage the majesty of Prince Jinwu.

Prince Jinwu also seemed to feel the anger of his teacher, and he didn't dare to look at him all the time, and his eyes were a little evasive.

Even he was a little afraid to look at Chen Le's gaze, because Chen Le was equivalent to his teacher to him.

But he is the one who led people to ambush Chen Le, and wanted to cut off Chen Le's right-hand man, which is simply against his outlook on life and morality.

Chen Le didn't look at him either, but confronted Lu Zhudao people, in fact, he was also buying time for his own people to recover.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian have been fighting for a long time, and they are more or less injured, and their mana is consumed too much.

Needless to say, some of them were seriously injured, some were slightly injured, and some had run out of mana, and their whole body was weak.

Chen Ledu secretly used his spatial supernatural powers to put them away, and then gave them a single medicine to help them recover quickly and increase their chances of survival.

He has ammo to help these people recover quickly, so he needs to buy enough time.

But the people of Lu Zhudao were not so comfortable, most of them lacked food and clothing, and swallowed the pills they carried, but they couldn't help their injuries.

And because of this.

Lu Zhudao felt that delaying time was of no use to both the enemy and us, but he didn't know that Chen Le had an elixir refined from the immortal elixir against the sky.

And because Chen Le recovered these people in the space, the people of Lu Zhudao didn't know the specific situation.

I just felt that Chen Le was afraid that these people would die and be the first to put them away, leaving only those that were intact.

He didn't care, and even felt that without those people, Qingyun Mountain's power would be weaker, and they would have a better chance of winning.