The Great Seal hung motionless in the air. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info like a high emperor looking down on everything, unmoved by anything. It's just that between the flickering of the golden light, Chen Weiming was stunned to find that the flickering frequency was actually the same as his own heartbeat.

What is going on? Stunned, he suddenly felt a large number of powerful auras coming from all directions.

"Where is the treasure?"

A long roar, if the flames fly into the sky, it is an old acquaintance, that Vermilion Bird Yasheng. I didn't expect that the second Yasheng who arrived would actually be a demon clan, Chen Weiming sighed in his heart. Obviously, until this moment, neither the Demon Clan nor the Immortal Alliance felt that Senluo Hell would bring them annihilation.

The flying birds and demon clans have always been very fast, and they were the first to rush to Zhongnan Mountain, and when they saw the golden light seal, they grabbed it directly without saying a word. For any monk, the supreme treasure means a change of fate.

Supreme is a legend, it is rare to see one of them among hundreds of millions, and it is even said that there are not many people in the world who can cultivate to the realm of immortal kings. Once you get the treasure, don't say that the immortal king is the king, it is possible to save your life in the face of the Mixed Yuan Emperor. If you are alive, you will have a chance, and you may have the opportunity to make a breakthrough at any time.

It's just that the fast Yasheng has others, seeing that he has a treasure grabbing action, a green-clothed fairy woman galloped over, and with a wave of the long sword in her hand, a cyan sword light pierced the sky and came straight to the back of the vermilion bird.

This sword light attack is terrifying, and Rao is Vermilion Bird can't help but turn around to defend. After a moment's involvement, several more sub-saints arrived, and they shot one by one, either rushing towards the golden seal, or attacking each other, causing chaos above Zhongnan Mountain.

This chaotic scene became more and more intense, and more and more Yasheng arrived, but in a few moments, it had already exceeded twenty.

As those monks were scared away by Chen Weiming, the news of the appearance of the Arcana in the Central Desert also spread. The huge temptation actually stopped the already white-hot battle on the Babel Star. All the forces began to defend, and the sub-saint powerhouses rushed here one by one.

The demon clan, the immortal alliance and the Senluo hell, time passed little by little, as if the entire sub-saint of the Heavenly Star had arrived. Dozens of sub-saints are in a battlefield, there are hostilities, there are so-called alliances, intrigues, fighting each other, and there is chaos.

The chaos was naturally beneficial to Chen Weiming, and he even returned to the Panshen Heavenly Palace with the corpse of the seven generals and that Yasheng, sat cross-legged and pranayama, and watched from the wall.

At this time, he was conflicted in his heart, the more fierce these people fought, the better, and the more they died, the better it was for him. Although the resurrection of the sub-saint monk has a great burden on his spiritual power, with his spiritual power, the resurrection of four or five sub-saints at the same time can still be supported.

But he didn't know how long the defense outside Zhongnan Mountain could last, and if the fight was too fierce, maybe the aftermath would destroy the obstruction. As far as I can see, the sand mountain that hides Zhongnan Mountain is getting smaller and smaller, and it may be wiped flat at any time.

The scene was fiercely fought for a long time, and suddenly a figure rushed through the chaotic battlefield as if shuttling through the void, holding the wind and slapping directly towards the golden seal. This is a middle-aged immortal man wearing a silver battle armor, and his aura is extremely powerful, which is much better than other sub-saints.

The Dao Pattern of the Wind has always been one of the Dao Patterns with a speed advantage, and the strength of this man is a cut above that of other sub-saints, and he suddenly appeared, and no one targeted him at the first time. By the time he reacted, the force of the wind had already slapped on the golden barrier.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the wind swept away in all directions, and even a few of the sub-saint monks were swept away, but the golden barrier still did not move. The defense of such a treasure is not something that can be shaken by the sub-saint, even if this sub-saint is superior in strength and different.

Although the attack did not make a contribution, the actions of the silver-armored man still made the battlefield instantly quiet, and then many Yasheng withdrew from the battle group, retreated to the rear of the silver-armored man, and saluted one by one: "See the commander." ”

This person is the leader of the Senluo Hell Sect on the Tongtian Star, and his strength is outstanding, and he is not comparable to ordinary sub-saints.

The pressure brought by that breath made many sub-saints of the Demon Clan and the Immortal Alliance frown, and they couldn't help but get closer. When the hostile forces do not have an overwhelming advantage, they do not feel anything, and they will guard against each other. But once there is a real crisis, they will rationally choose to join forces.

With a wave of his hand, he gestured to excuse himself, and the silver-armored man looked in the direction of the demon clan and the Immortal Alliance Yasheng and said coldly: "This supreme treasure, my Senluo Hell is determined to get it, you don't have to do useless work here, you can get out." ”

Direct and domineering, the monks on both sides were furious, and Vermilion Bird even laughed: "It's ridiculous, Tongtian Star is not your turn to call the shots." ”

"All rebellion is meaningless, my lord and the two princes are about to descend on the stars of the sky, you two, what do you rely on to change the situation?"

The silver-armored man snorted coldly, and then said loudly: "Listen to my order, kill! Before the prince arrives, we will give him a big gift!"

Senluo Hell's style of acting is so direct. At the sound of an order, dozens of Yasheng rushed forward, and there was another chaotic battle.

The silver-armored man stared at the golden seal for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had some idea. Holding the wind in his hand, he condensed into a ball, slapped it out with one palm, and the terrible wind turned into a pillar of wind and blasted towards Zhongnan Mountain.

With one shot, he could rationally recognize that he couldn't break through the Great Seal defense with his own strength, so he had to start from somewhere else. Watching as the golden seal channeled light from the desert underground, perhaps there was a large array here to keep the defense. As long as you destroy the foundation, you may be able to get the treasure yourself.

Under this palm, even with the golden light defense, the sand mountain was instantly blasted off half of it.

Chen Weiming was shocked in his heart, and in his eyes that he had broken the delusion and preserved the truth, it could be seen that the defense of Zhongnan Mountain was as thin as paper, and as long as he did it again, it would inevitably be exposed to the world.

Seeing that the silver-armored man was condensing his true qi and was about to make a move, he immediately thought about it and rushed out directly with the corpses of the seven generals and Yasheng.

The sub-holy monk, with his hands and feet, is an attack, and the wind is fierce, like a battle axe falling from the sky.

Chen Weiming roared, using the white-haired Yasheng as the front shield, combined the strength of himself and the seven generals, and drew a cold ice spear against the sky, directly hitting the wind battle axe.

"Boom!"

The two terrifying energies exploded at the same time, impacting all directions, and the energy center emitted a dazzling light, as if there was a round of white sun blooming, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The terrible energy turmoil made those sub-saints choose to retreat rationally, not wanting to be affected.

"You've come out of that turtle shell!"

The silver-armored man suddenly laughed, stretched out his hands, closed one by one, and the wind howled, actually blasting the Yasheng manipulated by Chen Weiming directly far away.

"Wrap up that damn corpse for me!"

shouted the order, and then looked at Chen Weiming, his eyes were murderous.

"This time, how are you going to save your life!...... Remnant!" (To be continued.) )