"What the hell is going on? How can there be a hint of a father in this cloud?"

After Mu Wanjun and Yu Luochan glanced at each other, their figures flashed and immediately disappeared in place.

They are Da Luo Jin Immortals, and they perceive far more things from this thick cloud than Cheng Biting Jin.

The clouds are very thick, and after passing through the clouds, there is a clear sky above,

Mu Wanjun and Yu Luochan swept around, and suddenly frowned.

I saw that thousands of miles away, there were twelve figures suspended in the air, and they were constantly pinching their hands at the moment.

With each move, the clouds beneath your feet will roll and become darker and darker.

There were still many spectators on the outer periphery of the sky, and it was none other than those who had not yet returned to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"My God, no wonder after Jin Ao and Huo died in battle, Jin Mansion didn't move, it turned out to be ......."

After seeing such a lineup, a son's jaw almost didn't drop.

The four immortal kings gathered, and there were also eight big guys, such a lineup was really a bit shocking.

"Even if the Haotian Dynasty is destroyed, it is worth it, enough for future generations of the human race to boast about for several lifetimes!"

Almost instantly, these sons guessed the intention of the bigwigs gathering.

In fact, at this time, all the princes had a trace of curiosity in their hearts, and they really wanted to see what the Yasheng who could attract the twelve big guys looked like.

"Father, what are they doing? Do you want to do something to the Haotian Dynasty? In this way, won't everyone in the entire Haotian Dynasty suffer?"

Yu Luochan saw that her father was also in Haotian and rushed over to ask for an understanding.

"Wait, they're casting spells, wait until it's over!"

Seeing this, Mu Wanjun hurriedly stopped, and now rushed over, it was nothing more than uncomfortable, if it was just their father, it would be good to say, there are still the Golden Immortal King and the Fire Immortal King.

If you want to talk about the death of Jin Ao and Huo Zhan, in fact, it is also to follow them......

"Spellcasting?"

"It should be a formation!"

Mu Wanjun shook her head bitterly, thinking that Cheng Yanjin and Xiucai were still in Haotian's territory, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"No, I'll go find them!"

After muttering to herself again, Mu Wanjun was about to go to the lower realm again,

But at this time, she was helpless to find that the clouds seemed to have been blocked, and they couldn't pass at all.

"Wanjun, just stay where you are, it's dangerous down there!"

Then, a subtle sound came from his ears, and the person who sent it was Mu Xianwang.

"This ......."

Mu Wanjun and Yuluochan were blinded, it turned out that people had already guessed that they would take off, and they had already arranged the formation.

Whoosh!

One after another, top-notch jade slips kept hitting the clouds from the sleeves of the twelve big guys, making the movement of the black clouds even more tumbling.

"It's over! It's over!

Mu Wanjun could no longer remain calm, and some were only secretly sad.

They really didn't expect that things would become like this in a blink of an eye, and they originally wanted to go to Haotian with Cheng Yanjin......

The place where Mu Wanjun and the others are located is more than a thousand miles away from Crouching Tiger City, and the clouds here are already so black.

The sky above Crouching Tiger City is even more dripping with ink.

For this reason, the people of the city took to the streets one after another, looking at the sky and marveling.

"What's going on? What's going on? Why is it so dark? And it's so weirdly dark?"

"Who knows, if there are monsters again?"

"It's okay, Your Majesty has been in the capital recently, there must be no problem with him, I want to see who dares to be so bold now!"

Ordinary people did not feel the thick murderous intent from the dark clouds.

This movement is too big, in fact, not only in the territory of the Haotian Dynasty, but also in the entire Immortal Land, it is also faintly perceived.

The Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, at this moment, the four dragon kings were trembling with fear in the Dragon Palace, and their eyes were full of fear.

"It's terrifying! It's terrifying, the immortal clan is the immortal clan, and my dragon clan will always ...... Can't compare!"

At the bottom of Kunlun Mountain, the same is true of the ghost king,

He actually led a group of ghost clans to kneel down in the direction where the twelve big guys appeared, which shows how cowardly he is.

However, after Haotian's own forces sensed this situation, they flew towards Crouching Tiger City one after another.

The first one to bear it is the sect of Haotian Sect, Yasheng Li Bai.

Zhuang dreams of Taoism, Zhuangzi's eyes have already shot essence,

"Since you've come here, why hide it!"

smiled coldly, and saw him wave his big hand, and the five apricot yellow flags shot out in all directions with endless divine light.

Wow!

In the blink of an eye, the apricot yellow flag fell to the ground, and then emitted ten thousand golden lights.

Strange to say, the boundless black clouds dissipated one after another after touching the golden light, and in less than half a pillar of incense, the sky returned to blue again.

It's just that compared with before, there are more figures in the sky above Crouching Tiger City.

"This person has some means! However, it's already too late to be together! Black clouds are together, the formation has already begun to run, even if you are a saint, you will not be able to escape!"

What appeared in the sky was none other than the twelve bigwigs who descended from the thirty-three heavens.

Seeing that the black clouds were dispersed, the corners of the Golden Immortal King's mouth curled slightly.

How could the black evil array arranged by the twelve sub-saints be so easy to crack,

The ultimate goal of this formation is to cover the entire Haotian Dynasty, and then carry out indiscriminate bombardment.

When the time comes, countless purple thunders will descend together, whether you are a saint or a mortal, you will all be wiped out at that time

Sure enough, after the Golden Immortal King finished speaking, the black clouds instantly regenerated and then gathered together again with lightning speed.

The clouds were darker than before, and the thunder inside was denser.

"Huh?"

In Zhuang Mengdao, seeing that the dark clouds were dense again, Zhuang Zhou's expression froze, and he was about to strike again.

At this time, Wen Hao led Wukong and others to appear in the Taoist temple.

"Sir, leave this matter to me!" As soon as he appeared, Wen Hao hurriedly spoke.

"Your Majesty, they are all masters, you need to be careful!"

Seeing Wen Hao coming in person, Zhuang Zhou's face had a hint of guilt.

This time, these twelve sub-saints were too hidden, and by the time he found out, the Black Demon War had already been arranged, so he could only find a way to break it.......

If this array can't be broken, Hao Tian may really be in danger.

"It's okay!" Wen Hao looked up at the dark clouds, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly.

In fact, when these twelve bigwigs began to set up the formation, Wen Hao had already guessed,

However, it was not what he perceived, but the revelation given to him by the system's prompt tone.

At that time, the system's prompt kept ringing.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the spirit of purple thunder has been discovered, will I accept it?"

"Ding, please don't be impatient for a while, find more Purple Thunder Spirits, may I ask if the host will collect it?"

"Ding, please wait, there's more......"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, if you collect these Purple Thunder Spirits, you can condense them into a Purple Thunder Knife and help the host cut off the third corpse!"

Just as the last prompt sounded, the sky returned to clarity in an instant.......

Wen Hao guessed that Zhuang Zhou should have made a move, so he hurried over.

"System, charge me these Purple Thunder Spirits!"

After nodding to Zhuang Zhou again, Wen Hao sent a divine thought to the system.

Recently, he has been worrying about how to cut off the third corpse every day, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the immortal of the thirty-third heaven would give him such an assist, and he naturally wanted to accept it!

PS: Thank you brothers for your tips, thank you!

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