He felt that what Yu Renyue said made sense, and his uncertain eyes made him speak.

"However, if we kill him, the artifact treasures will eventually fall into the hands of our Yu Clan. Even without our ancestors, our Yu Clan will still be top-notch, or even better."

Yu Renyue shook his head and said: "I, Yu Renyue, never covet my friends' treasures."

"friend?"

Yu Renhui looked like he had just met an immortal: "How long have you been together?"

"Friends don't become friends only if they stay together for a long time. It's precisely because they are friends that they can stay together for a long time."

Yu Renhui sneered: "Okay, then just wait."

"You and I are just at a stalemate. When the time comes, I'll see how this 'friend' of yours will sort out everything, drive us all out of the Feather Clan, swallow our souls, refine our souls, and throw them into his magic weapon."

"That's fine, we can't live together, but we can die together."

…

Yuren Ying didn't resent Yuren Yue for stopping him.

He had no time to resent, let alone preach.

The torrent of the formation was carried on his body, and the life of the ancestor was also carried on his shoulders.

In such a desperate situation, all he could count on was the killing array of Blessed Land.

Now he has a more comprehensive understanding of Daojun.

In the past, he only knew that his ancestor was powerful. After all, his ancestor was also powerful among all the Ichika Dao Lords, but now this green-faced ghost king has completely overturned his imagination of Ichika Dao Lord.

The ghost king of the path of life and death holds the banner master and the magic weapon with one hand, and uses the Yin and Yang millstone behind his back to fight against the blessing land formation and strangles him. He can also pull out the ancestor and the treasure vase hidden in Yuchi with one hand.

Aquarius is not just a magic weapon.

The ancestor was completely hiding inside.

That is completely the most powerful combat power of the Dao Lord and the Divine Weapon.

Not to mention dragging.

Even if most people want to shake it, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"ah!"

The huge force of the yin and yang millstone behind him shook, and the torrent of Taoism exploded in the sky. Even Tu Shanjun could feel the robe behind him being minced, and even the bones of the undead Taoist body made a faint sound of shattering under the erosion of flesh and blood.

After all, it is a great formation that can compete with the Taoist Lord Shoujin, and it is the foundation of the Yuren Clan.

A trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Tushanjun's right hand, still unmoved, slowly turned around.

He forcefully pulled the magic weapon bottle in front of him.

"puff!"

His right hand thrust straight into the mouth of the vase.

Ghost Claw groped around and grabbed the thing inside.

"Come out!"

Tushanjun roared and roared.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came from inside the bottle.

At the same time, there is also an extension of the Devouring Avenue.

Yuren Feihe has already tried his best.

The avenues are running like crazy, and the magic weapons are spinning.

Under the erosion of the devouring air in the Chaos Sky-Swallowing Bottle, the robe on Tushanjun's arm was melted, and then the flesh and blood on his arm melted into the bottle like pus and blood.

In a short time, only a skeleton wrapped with soul locks was left.

The devouring aura also spread along the arms to Tushanjun's body.

"I asked you to hide!"

Wu Rong immediately opened the book of life and death.

Turn the Zunhun Banner into a jade pen, and scratch out your name with the dripping Taoist blood like splashing ink.

"ah!"

Yuren Feihe screamed in pain.

Bah.

Like a snail taking off its shell.

With only the skeleton left wrapped around the soul-catching chain, the ghost hand grabbed a huge head from the vase.

"Fellow Taoist,"

"Please enter the banner!"

Tushanjun opened his bloody mouth without any politeness.

hack!

Only a headless body was left hanging at the mouth of the divine weapon's bottle.

The divine weapon suddenly fell.

puff!!!

The jade pond stirred up thousands of waves.

The feathered baby looked up to the sky and sighed, helplessly lowering its head.

He whispered softly: "It's over!"

Yu Renying felt that if they dealt with it well or worked together, they would have a chance to defeat the Weapon Spirit Dao Lord.

Even if you can't defeat it, you can still bring down the opponent's banner master.

However, not only did they fail to respond in advance, they were also unable to act in unity.

The ancestor clearly predicted that his end was approaching through divination, but he wanted to use it to clear away the voices of internal discord.

In the end, he ended up dead.

I obviously thought about my future, but why didn't I change it properly?

What is the future of that people?
Chapter completed!