Netherworld Holy Land, what's so great about wanting us to release people, do you still think we are afraid of him?"

Xuanbing Yin-Yang Palace.

I saw a young man with a gloomy look in his eyes, this person was Fang Yun, and because of this, he was even more uncomfortable in his heart.

Within five days!

planned to put Ji Haoyue to death, and dared to compete with him for the position of Holy Son, but none of them ended well.

"Senior Brother Fang!"

"Zhao Wuji of the Netherworld Holy Land is a newly promoted Holy Son recently, and many of them have been defeated in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, and even many in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, I think..."

An elder next to him, weighing the pros and cons, preached to Fang Yun.

"Needless to say, what if it's powerful? Could it be that he, Zao Wou-ki, still dares to attack our Xuanbing Yin Yang Palace?"

Fang Yun waved his hand.

If Ji Haoyue is really released, then where will he put his face? He is also a nine-star force, so he is naturally not afraid.

In the meantime, three days later!

Ye Bai tore through time and space, and returned to the Eastern Domain of the Second Immortal Realm again, enriching the aura of the immortal spirit, allowing him to replenish the Yuan Shen at one time.

"Huh?"

"Zao Wou-Ki has already left first, okay! you go first, I'll be there later..."

The news that Ye Bai got.

Zhao Wuji had already led 100,000 Netherworld Legions, across time and space, and was heading towards the Xuanbing Yin and Yang Palace.

What kind of courage is this?

However.

What many monks can't imagine is that even the Yaochi Holy Land has been preparing to move these days, and the Yaochi Holy Land seems to be gathering a large army!

This is simply to destroy a force.

Many monks were in a panic for a while, and they couldn't help but feel some pity for the Xuanbing Yin Yang Palace.

The storm is coming.

Such a big event seems to have been dressed in the Eastern Regions. Many people want to visit the Northern Regions.

Two days later!

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is not good, Zhao Wuji with an army of 100,000 Netherworld has already attacked our Ice and Snow Mountain, should we send someone to intercept it?"

Sudden bad news, Fang Yun was instantly slapped in the face.

This time is coming so fast!

Northland!

Those forces, large and small, are of course afraid when they see such a battle.

I heard from the grapevine that the Netherworld Holy Land had sent a messenger to reconcile, but it was rejected.

Sky.

The black pressure is overwhelming, shrouding the clouds, this is an extremely strong deterrent, and where it passes, those large and small forces below, the doors are closed, and they are trembling!

Endless Demon Cultivators, and even many murderous demons, Netherworld Holy Land, is known for its ferocity and brutality.

They could only watch from afar.

Be the first!

is a young man in an ancient robe, and the momentum of ruling the world is unmatched. At such a young age, he has reached the realm of transforming into a god! It makes people's scalp tingle.

Many young geniuses are ashamed of themselves, and to reach Zao Wou-Ki's level, they need not only qualifications, but also opportunities.

Zao Wou-Ki's indifferent eyes.

Keeping an eye on the direction of the Xuanbing Yin Yang Temple.

Seemingly.

It's been a long time since I've seen the two holy lands face each other directly, and this hasn't happened for many years.

Void!

Zhao Wuji walked farther and farther, and soon approached the Xuanbing Yin and Yang Palace, within a radius of a hundred miles.

The surging momentum, the black pressure is overwhelming, and the atmosphere of the Yin Yang Hall is very depressing, making people breathless.

"Wow!"

"The people of this Netherworld Holy Land are really here, this Zao Wou-Ki is not a madman?

"100,000 elite netherworld army, I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true, how can Ji Haoyue have such a friend!"

"We, what should we do?"

“....”

Even if it was a nine-star force, they were not ready for battle.

Although they were not afraid, they were still a little nervous when they saw the sight of the sky.

All of them are murderers.

The snow-capped Xuanbing Yin-Yang Temple.

Not much.

Above, the young man in the ancient robe came with his hands in his hands, and the hell chains on his body rattled, looking at the momentum of the world, and his innate kingly spirit.

Ignoring Qianli's eyes is enough to make countless people lose their fighting spirit.

Suddenly.

The disciples of the Xuanbing Yin Yang Hall all came out of cultivation, including the high-level elders among them, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Netherworld Holy Land, you are so bold, are you bullying our Yin Yang Temple no one?

Speaker.

It is a high-level elder, and looking at the aura on his body, it is also in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm. But compared with Zao Wou-Ki, there is still too much difference!

In the void, Zao Wou-Ki smiled coldly and said:

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't what I said last time clear enough, I asked you to let Ji Haoyue go, and reconcile you don't want to? Okay, let's solve the problem in another way!"

Zao Wou-ki's voice shook the sky.

The invincible spirit of the world, the Holy Son of the Yin and Yang Temple, is completely unable to possess, and the 100,000 Netherworld army behind him is still on standby.

"Humph!"

"Ji Haoyue, is the villain of our Xuanbing Yin-Yang Palace, how can you say that you can let it go?

The high-ranking elder didn't let him go at all.

But!

The old man faced Zao Wou-ki's gaze at the moment, dodging and dodging, this young man was really terrifying.

If he were an outsider, he would never have set up such an enemy.

In my impression.

In the Eastern Regions, Zao Wou-Ki was a Tianjiao of the same level as the Netherworld Holy Maiden, a terrifying figure who had risen to the top.

"Villain, what a joke!"

"Don't think I don't know anything, you Yin Yang Holy Son, make shameful means. It's really the first time I've heard of such a thing!"

"It's you who want to save face, I'm more reasonable, if you don't believe it, you can let them fight again, see if what I said is false?"

Zao Wou-ki's intelligence made many monks below feel admiration.

A word or two!

The high-ranking elder on the other side was suddenly choked and speechless, from the bottom of their hearts, of course they knew.

Ji Haoyue was before the drug attacked.

Almost all, they Fang Yun had no power to fight back, and they were not blind, so they could naturally see some clues.

How?

Fang Yun's father, but the contemporary hall master, the strong man in the Tribulation Period, who would dare to offend?

"Bold fanatics, you actually slandered our Holy Son, this is our own business, what does it have to do with you?"

However.

At this moment, another elder came out of the void.

He's just finished!

Between heaven and earth, with an extremely terrifying immortal body suppression, a pair of invincible fists enveloped the sun and the moon, and a punch slammed into the elder's chest.

Elder of the late stage of the Transformation God Realm.

In the eyes of all the disciples, it was like a god-like existence, and the young man in the ancient robe was just a punch.

"Boom!"

The Elder of the Transformation God Realm, his body, directly bombarded the Xuanbing building below, the sky shattered, and a series of traces of mess.

Poof—

The earth-shattering blow made people gasp.

The elder spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his body convulsed, and he couldn't get up for half a day.

"Is there anything you have to say here?"

"Ji Haoyue, it's my friend of life and death, what do you say is the relationship with me?

Zao Wou-ki's still cold eyes, sharp eyes, made people's backs chill.

The name of the god of war!

Sure enough, the disciples of the younger generation were already stunned, and some innate talents were enough to reach the late stage or peak of the Saint King.

It's already incredible!

What a demon this provoked, in the late stage of the Lianhua God Realm, he was almost killed by a punch.

Rear.

The Netherworld Legion, seeing their Holy Son exerting great might, their hearts were surging, this kind of deterrent, who would dare to disagree?

"Enough, our Xuanbing Yin-Yang Hall will not let people go, let's go. ”

"Seeing that you are the contemporary Holy Son of the Netherworld, this seat will not kill you, leave early, I will sell the face of the old ghost of the Netherworld. ”

That's when the situation changed dramatically.

As the helmsman of the Xuanbing Yin-Yang Palace, appearing in the sky at this moment, the powerhouse of the Tribulation Realm made everyone below cheer.

Just!

They had been overwhelmed by Zao Wou-ki's momentum, and the powerhouses of the Tribulation Realm raised their hands and turned the world upside down.

His presence was just right!

"Really?"

"Yin Yang Hall Master, if the old man doesn't give you face, the young people's affairs, let them go to battle by themselves!"

"If you want to intervene, you can pass me first, why don't you try?"

Meanwhile.

At the other end of the void, a ghostly shadow appeared immediately after, and everyone was already frightened, so there was no need to guess.

The Netherworld Holy Lord, who is also a powerhouse in the Tribulation Realm, even came here?

Time.

The face of the Yin Yang Hall Lord changed greatly, and the Netherworld Legion, the 100,000 army behind him, was even more surging in momentum. His face was gloomy and he had a strong jealousy!

So to maintain Zao Wou-Ki, as for it?

"Wow!"

The duel between the two nine-star forces is pushed to a climax.

However, this is not over, on the other side, it is the army of black pressing, approaching the northern region....

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