The Holy Son of Yaoguang opened his mouth and extended an invitation.

Feng Yao shook her head, "Thank you very much, Holy Son Yaoguang, for your kindness. However, looking at the current situation, having too many people may not be a good thing."

After hearing this, the Holy Son of Yaoguang no longer tried to persuade him.

Feng Yao is right.

The more people there are, the bigger the target is and the easier it is to be surrounded by statues.

The defense of those sculptures was extremely strong and their power was astonishing. Even if he was surrounded, he would probably be severely damaged.

: "Human race, procrastinating like this is not an option. How about our six teams rush over together?"

The Barbarian God Tribe, the Son of God, the Barbarian Dragon, makes the sound of the urn and the urn of air.

After some discussion, all parties agreed to the proposal.

Six teams came to six different directions.

The son of God, Manlong, raised his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan and started counting down.

three

two

one

rush....

However, no one moved.

Including himself.

There was a moment of silence.

: "Damn it, you guys are playing dirty..."

The wild dragon cursed.

: "Shut up, please." Ye Hongyu retorted, "You haven't moved yet."

: "There is no point in continuing this stalemate."

The Butterfly Emperor stood up and said, "I'll count."

: "If anyone wants others to rush in front and block the knife, how about we wait until we get to the second level and kill them?"

: "Everyone should believe in the enchantment of my Butterfly Emperor, right?"

:"OK..."

A group of people nodded.

The Butterfly Emperor began to count.

three

two

one.

rush----

This time, no one hesitated.

All rushed to the square.

Chu Xiu is in the front and Feng Yao is on the left wing.

The six little saints who were suppressed in the magical realm are located in the six directions, guarding the others in the middle.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Sensing the arrival of an intruder.

The stone statue's eyes glowed red.

Get active.

Boom——————

Boom——————

The battle begins.

The holy flames on Chu Xiu's body were burning, and the Immortal King above his head appeared in the nine heavens, standing in front of everyone like a demon.

The phantom of the Human Emperor, several meters tall, appeared behind him.

With one punch, the mighty power sent hundreds of statues surrounding him flying backwards.

He shouted in a low voice: "Follow me..."

Looking ahead, that strong back.

The disciples of Taisu Holy Land were extremely excited.

: "Follow our Holy Son and charge forward."

Follow them forward.

More and more statues gathered around.

Everyone is getting more and more tired.

Chu Xiu's various holy bodies came out in unison, scattering the crowd of statues that had gathered around him.

Feng Yao made secrets with both hands, and all kinds of magical powers came to her at will, like a Taoist immortal coming to the world, so powerful that it was a mess.

boom---

boom---

ah...

A Yaochi disciple failed to defend himself and was bitten off his head by a wild beast stone statue.

Headless body, blood sprayed.

No one can care about her.
Chapter completed!