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At this moment, the Great Elder and the inferior ordinary registered disciples on the Purple Bamboo Holy Land all looked solemn, because there were disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land in almost all directions of the Purple Bamboo Holy Land.

The disciples of the Purple Bamboo Holy Land didn't dare to speak, but they clenched their fists tightly, and when their green muscles soared, their eyes were red and staring at those intruders, if they hadn't been able to beat them, I am afraid that they would have gone up to fight a long time ago.

The Great Elder glanced at the restless disciples, then at the high-level leaders with different expressions, and frowned slightly, "Xuantian Holy Land, why did they come at this time?"

Everyone didn't respond, and the Great Elder snorted coldly: "Hmph, if you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it! I know that there are people from the Xuantian Holy Land among you, so come out by yourself." ”

Everyone frowned slightly, but no one stood up, because Zizhu Daojun's deterrent power was still there, and they didn't dare to make a desperate bet, otherwise, once Zizhu Daojun came back, they would be finished.

Seeing this, the Great Elder suddenly smiled bitterly and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Heh, it is indeed a good elder of our Purple Bamboo Holy Land! Your behavior is really good! However, once the Holy Lord joins the Great Disaster Holy Land, you will have nowhere to hide!"

Zizhu Holy Land joins the Great Disaster Holy Land?

Huh, is this possible?

Almost everyone didn't believe that the Purple Bamboo Holy Land would join the Great Disaster Holy Land! That was the Purple Bamboo Dao Monarch! He was the Holy Lord of our Purple Bamboo Holy Land!

Not only did the disciples of the Zizhu Holy Land not believe it, but the disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land did not believe it either.

The person besieging the Purple Bamboo Holy Land this time was the second elder of the Xuantian Holy Land, 'Xuanyun Daojun', who stared indifferently at the golden sea of merit and snorted coldly: "Purple Bamboo Holy Land? Hmph, soon, you will disappear from the land of Shenzhou!"

Xuanyun Daojun's words just fell-

"Boom~!"

"Ang~!"

Suddenly, a roar shook the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, there was a mournful dragon roar, which shocked countless people's eyes wide, and they stared in disbelief as the heavenly merit and law turned into a golden dragon of merit for thousands of miles, and then the golden dragon of merit rumbled towards the east.

Grand Elder: "........."

Disciples of the Purple Bamboo Holy Land: ".........."

Disciples of Xuantian Holy Land: ".........."

The sea of merit clouds in the Zizhu Holy Land suddenly turned into a golden dragon of merit for thousands of miles, and this scene shocked countless people, what does this mean?

The Purple Bamboo Holy Land has joined the Great Disaster Holy Land?

Is this, really?

"Boom~!"

The Ten Thousand Miles of Merit Golden Dragon disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye, and everyone didn't respond for a long time, they couldn't understand why Zizhu Daojun suddenly gave up the Zizhu Holy Land, was he crazy?

The sea of merit clouds has disappeared, which also means that the Zizhu Holy Land is on the land of Shenzhou... Removed!

The land of Shenzhou was originally four holy lands: Xuantian Holy Land, Zizhu Holy Land, Cold Spirit Holy Land, and Great Disaster Holy Land! Now, the first one to be removed from the list turned out to be the Zizhu Holy Land!

Everyone's hearts trembled, what did that Great Disaster Holy Lord do to force the Purple Bamboo Dao Monarch to give up his Purple Bamboo Holy Land, this person was really terrifying!

"Hiss~!" The Great Elder gasped, although he had known that Zizhu Daojun would send the Zizhu Holy Land to Yulong Daojun, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, this is too fast!

"Hey~!Great Elder, what is this?"

"Great Elder, what exactly happened? Why did the Holy Lord give our Purple Bamboo Holy Land to the Dragon Dao Monarch?

"yes, why! We don't understand!"

"Alas~!Great Elder, what can we do now! We have countless disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land! They are eyeing our Zizhu Holy Land, if they make a move, we are not their opponents!"

"Yes, Great Elder, we have to guard against it!"

"Okay, you can all rest assured, since the Holy Lord has joined the Great Disaster Holy Land, your Great Disaster Holy Land has the obligation to protect our Purple Bamboo Holy Land!" the Great Elder sighed faintly.

The Great Disaster Holy Land?

Heh, will he protect our Purple Bamboo Holy Land?

Everyone was a little disbelieving, but Xuanyun Daojun suddenly frowned, because he saw a group of black-clothed people, they were all ghostly, and at a glance, he knew that they were all a group of ghost cultivators, which couldn't help but shrink his pupils: "Ten halls of Yama?"

Ten halls of Yama!

In the past, the Xuantian Holy Land did not take the Ten Hall Yama in its eyes, but in just a few years, the Ten Hall Yama has already grown a towering tree, and the roots are deep!

Moreover, behind the Ten Palaces of Yama is the Dragon Daojun, with such a mysterious master, the hole cards of the Ten Palaces of Yama are even deeper, and their strength is even more unfathomable!

Xuanyun Daojun took a deep breath, stared at the black-robed man at the head, and said in a voice from the Immortal Sense: "Ten Hall Yama, what are you doing here?"

Emperor Song stared at Xuanyun Daojun coldly, and said indifferently: "Xuanyun Daojun, heh, why are we here, don't you know? Now, the Zizhu Holy Land is the territory of our Great Disaster Holy Land, you shouldn't come here!"

Xuanyun Daojun frowned, and the Immortal Sense said: "Hmph, so what? You can't stop us! Besides, with you people, I'm afraid you are not the opponent of our Xuantian Holy Land!"

"Xuantian Holy Land?" Emperor Song smiled coldly and said, "Xuanyun Daojun, believe it or not, this king can leave you behind! If you want to die, this king can fulfill you!"

This king?

Xuanyun Daojun's pupils shrank, staring deeply at Emperor Song, and the Immortal Sense said, "This king, which king of the Ten Palaces of Yama are you?"

"This king, Emperor Song!"

"Emperor Song?" Xuanyun Daojun frowned.

"What?Emperor Song?" Xuanyun Daojun was suddenly startled, that was the second king of the Ten Palaces Yama King, and his father was one of the Nine Great Peak Lords, such a ghost king was the most difficult to provoke!

"Yes, this king is Emperor Song!"

"Heh, okay! what an Emperor Song!" Xuanyun Daojun smiled coldly and said, "Emperor Song, just because you have a Cave Void Realm, you want to stop me?" Hmph, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Ridiculous?" Emperor Song said indifferently, "Who told you that this king is going to deal with you personally?"

"What do you mean?"

"That's a Heavenly Tribulation Realm powerhouse, this king is just a virtual realm, naturally he can't beat you!However, there are still Heavenly Tribulation Realm powerhouses in Emperor Song's Palace, and their strength is definitely stronger than yours!"

"Emperor Song Palace, heh, just with your small Song Emperor Palace, you want to force us back, you are too delusional!"

"Is it wishful thinking, you will soon know!" Emperor Song became more and more indifferent, and then waved his hand, and boom, countless black-robed people suddenly appeared on the periphery of the disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land, all of them were murderous, and the minimum cultivation was all Jindan Realm.

Disciples of the Purple Bamboo Holy Land: "........"

Disciples of Xuantian Holy Land: "........"

Xuanyun Daojun: "........"