"This time, I am waiting to destroy this lair of gods. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info also ask my senior brother to help me and help me wait!"

Tang Changsheng listened, and said secretly in his heart, it seems that the Xianmen also knows that the situation is a little wrong, and the Zichen Demon is about to move. is planning to strike first and clean up these threatening existences in the witch barbarian world first......

Thinking like this, Tang Changsheng suddenly laughed and said, "They are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, so naturally they will not shirk this matter!"

The two real people were immediately overjoyed, Xianmen wanted to kill this pan god this time, and the soldiers and horses dispatched would naturally not be too few.

Tang Changsheng's 100,000 magic soldiers were nothing in such a large-scale battle.

But for the tasks that these two real people are responsible for, with Tang Changsheng here, it is much easier.

"Brother Dao, rest assured, our mission this time is not difficult. It's just a perimeter blockade...... As for the real attack, there are naturally others to ......"

As he was talking, he saw a golden light suddenly shooting down from the sky, and in the dark sky of the netherworld, the clouds suddenly rolled, and the silver snake danced wildly.

"It's coming, it's coming! The people of the Heavenly Court are here......" The two Taoists were overjoyed.

I didn't expect that this operation was actually a joint effort between Heavenly Court and Xianmen, which was really a bit of a big surprise.

Could it be that the power of the Immortal Gate alone can't make up for this mere god? That's really a joke!

In this way, this kind of joint action between the two sides is a style?

Tang Changsheng guessed, and saw that in mid-air, one thunderbolt after another thunder fell down, it was like rain.

Each thunderbolt looked the thickness of a bucket, carrying the power of annihilation, as if one of them fell, and even the mountain collapsed.

However, the thunder fell, and suddenly a blood-colored light rose, blocking the thunder light.

In just the blink of an eye, at least a hundred and ten thunderbolts fell, slamming into the blood-colored divine light.

The poor blood-colored divine light only lasted for a few breaths, and then it had already contracted back on its own initiative, only caring about the middle of the mountain range, and all the other places were exposed to the thunder.

But when he saw the thunder smashing down a city, the whole city shook violently, and it was directly blown up into the sky, with tens of thousands of ghost soldiers inside and the ghosts sheltered inside, all of them were ashes.

"Pure Yang Thunder, Pure Yang Thunder!" Tang Changsheng couldn't help but mutter.

Every attack of this is a pure yang level, no wonder even that pan god does not dare to block it.

In a flash, hundreds of thunderbolts struck down and slammed into the cities, settlements, and even mountain peaks of the millions of miles of Panshen Ruins.

It was as if tens of thousands of artillery pieces were bombarding indiscriminately, and the thunder above the canopy was booming for a full moment.

What seemed to be a dense city and a peaceful place everywhere had been completely reduced to a large area of ruins.

Followed by countless Panshen ghost soldiers, they all came out, and I don't know how many of them were dense, and they were even mixed with those blood slaves, pouring out in all directions.

It seems that they were all scared away by the thunder bombardment just now, and at this time, they simply killed them when they had the chance.

However, when these ghost soldiers poured out, the thunder that had just stopped washed the ground again, and countless ghost soldiers disappeared cleanly in this dense thunder.

"Huh...... Could this be a witch god?"

But it was Tang Changsheng who accidentally showed a big face when he saw the sky above the clouds, I am afraid that it is dozens of zhang in size, and the body hidden in the sky clouds does not know how big it is.

I saw a big hand again, waving a flag, and pieces of thunder fell.

Obviously, this huge existence should also be a witch god, and it is also a thunder witch god. Just like the ones Tang Changsheng saw in Onozawa, the difference is that in Onozawa, all that remains is the spirit of the witch god.

"This is the God of Thunder of Heavenly Court," a Yang God True Person said with a little awe, "It is said that the Thunder Witch God of the Outlands was originally subdued by Heavenly Court...... I can't imagine that the supernatural powers are so ......"

This kind of thunder baptism just now really suppressed the disciples of the Immortal Sect who were above the top.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect looked down on Heavenly Court, but at this moment, the slightest move of Heavenly Court had already shocked many Immortal Sect disciples.

On the contrary, Tang Changsheng felt that it was normal, and if Heavenly Court could exist in the Donghua World, it naturally had the strength to exist!

If it can be easily replaced, I am afraid that the Nine Great Immortal Sects will have replaced it a long time ago.

When the thunder stopped, the ghost soldiers that poured out again were sparse, too few.

At this time, I saw golden clouds descending from the sky, war drums roaring, and all the heavenly soldiers descended and began to sweep away the ruins of the gods.

However, soon there were ghost soldiers in the ruins of the gods, as if they had emerged from the ground, fighting those heavenly soldiers.

"I can't imagine that there are so many ghost soldiers under the command of Panshen......"

After two rounds of thunder washing, at least millions of Panshen ghost soldiers turned into ashes. But now there are still so many popping up, which somewhat shocked the two Yang God real people.

"The Panshen rules the entire Panshen Continent, for nearly a thousand years, and there are naturally a lot of ghost soldiers under his command. After thousands of years of accumulation, I am afraid it will not be under five million...... Luckily, most of them are just ghost soldiers......"

Tang Changsheng has dealt with Panshen, and he has been in the Panwang Continent for so long, but he is more aware of Panshen's strength.

Seeing that there were millions of heavenly soldiers dispatched by the Heavenly Court, there were a total of ten golden clouds, each of which had 100,000 heavenly soldiers.

However, now, like ten large stones falling into the water, they could not stop the flood, but were washed away by the flood and were somewhat unstable.

This made Tang Changsheng know that it seemed that he still underestimated the strength of this pan god.

A signal shot up into the sky, turning into a talisman in mid-air. When the two real people from Zhu Ming's Void Palace saw it, their expressions moved: "Brother Dao, it's time for us to make a move!"

As he spoke, he saw hundreds of golden rays of light shooting into the ruins of the Panshen, and he didn't fight with those ghost soldiers, but went straight to the Panshen Mountain.

At this time, each golden light represents a Yang God True Person, and this is at least a hundred Yang God True Person!

In the past, Tang Changsheng laughed at himself that the Yang God was not as good as a dog, but now when he saw an action at once, the Xianmen was able to dispatch hundreds of Yang God real people, which showed how many Yang Gods there were in the Xianmen.

However, if Tang Changsheng knew that this operation was led by Zhu Ming's Void Palace, and most of the Yang God masters were sent by Zhu Ming's Void Palace, I am afraid that this feeling would be even deeper!

The two Yang God True Persons said: "Those are the Yang God Elites who have mastered the Law and Yuan Spirit, and they are the main attackers. I'll wait for the answer, and we'll sweep away those ghost soldiers!"