Yang Lin hid aside and watched in amazement.

Although the merchant camp now had the upper hand in the battle, he had no intention of stepping forward to help and take advantage. Instead, he issued an order, "Pack your bags and prepare to evacuate. This time, you must evacuate a hundred miles."

"What?"

Cai'er opened her mouth and didn't understand at all.

"You have never heard of prosperity and decline. It is a trap. My general is watching the sky at night, and murderous intentions are lurking on all sides. These four fellow Taoists are probably in for a big disaster. Even Zhang Guifang, Feng Lin and others are also under dark clouds.

Covering the roof, death is not far away. If we don't leave early, I'm afraid we will be surrounded by experts..."

This is ridiculous to say.

It's actually true.

Of course, it is not the result of observing the celestial phenomena at night. At this time, the heavenly secrets are chaotic. Not to mention Yang Lin's ability, even with the ability of a saint, it is difficult to calculate accurately. Everything is fought blindfolded. Whoever wins and who loses will be the winner.

See if you are well prepared.

Yang Lin knew clearly because he had already seen it.

With his eyes open, he could see that in the southeast, in the mountains where Jiang Ziya escaped, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a clear face and kind eyes, and a young boy with a golden light all over his body were quietly hiding in the clouds and mist of the mountains.

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The middle-aged Taoist priest is holding the dragon-escaping stake, and the golden boy is holding the golden sword, full of murderous intent, waiting for the rabbit.

No need to ask, looking at this appearance, they should be Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and Nezha’s brother Jin Zha...

And in the northwest, there is also a boy with a crescent moon and Wu hook swords on his shoulders, waiting.

A pair of eyes with murderous intent directed towards the bullfighting bull.

This is Muzha.

His master, Master Puxian, hid behind him and watched quietly.

"Those who play dirty tricks, I would like to call you the strongest!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Lin was not sure what would happen next.

"There are many people on the other side, so avoid their sharp edges first."

After a few glances, he saw the demon king being bound by the dragon-escaping stake and beheaded by Jin Zha's sword... and Jiang Ziya also came back to life from pretending to be dead, raised the divine whip, and hit Gao Yougan on the head.

Beat him until his head is deformed, and a little bit of his true spirit will go straight to the list of gods.

Yang Lin stepped onto the red flame horse and ordered his men to set off.

He was far away and didn't come to kill anyone, so it was quite timely to escape.
Chapter completed!